Jedao grunts quietly, a half-strangled hnnnggh, clenches briefly again. He's - he's thinking about it.
...although he should be thinking about the guilt and misery in Fives' voice, poor kid. Jesus. Jedao definitely doesn't want to turn him down, not right now, even though he isn't sure he wants to accept, either.
"...I'm thinking about it," he murmurs, because sometimes honesty can cover a multitude of sins, and lets his persistent lust seep into his voice. Fuck, he can feel his own pulse in his cock right now, and it would be so easy to finish off, and it wouldn't be bad, even if it wasn't exactly what he wanted. But he can hear how hard Fives would take it, too young for mishaps and re-adjustments to feel like the way of the world, instead of the end of it. At least in terms of sex.
"Come around where I can hold you? Please." Hiding his face at peak moments is all well and good, but he wants Fives to be able to see his face for this, wants to be able to kiss him, offer some more effective reassurance and comfort than he's managed so far.
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...although he should be thinking about the guilt and misery in Fives' voice, poor kid. Jesus. Jedao definitely doesn't want to turn him down, not right now, even though he isn't sure he wants to accept, either.
"...I'm thinking about it," he murmurs, because sometimes honesty can cover a multitude of sins, and lets his persistent lust seep into his voice. Fuck, he can feel his own pulse in his cock right now, and it would be so easy to finish off, and it wouldn't be bad, even if it wasn't exactly what he wanted. But he can hear how hard Fives would take it, too young for mishaps and re-adjustments to feel like the way of the world, instead of the end of it. At least in terms of sex.
"Come around where I can hold you? Please." Hiding his face at peak moments is all well and good, but he wants Fives to be able to see his face for this, wants to be able to kiss him, offer some more effective reassurance and comfort than he's managed so far.