His head is tipped back, eyelashes fluttering haphazardly, his through working in helpless little gasps and swallows. His hips roll under Fives, quick needy little motions, sliding his cock against the vicinity of Fives' ridiculous abs, or a little higher, near the bottom of his rib cage. Jedao's hand grips tighter, holds Fives's head to his chest while he sucks, whimpering and biting his lip.