#jakequius

Even the most aroused Equius had ever been, even while he was denying himself on purpose, his bulge never just... Came out on its own. And to be fair, Jake's is always out, and now it's hard, pressing against the seam of his trousers. Equius' ears twitch.

"I-I'm n-not." His eyes go back to the floor, and he pretends not to lean into Jake's hand on the back of his neck. If only his partner were stronger, more willing to press him down, or throw him around... "I'm not trying to, uh."

Jake steps awkwardly over Equius' thighs, spreading his legs to sit on his lap, and the underside of his hard, human bulge presses against Equius' stomach. "You're not trying to... What? But you look like you're so excited. I guess I should leave, right?"

Before he can stand, Equius grabs his thighs, dragging him in closer. "N-no. No, don't leave. Please, Jake." His face feels hot, and exposed, lacking his own sunglasses.

After a short pause, where Jake meets his eyes with a slight, nervous frown, he smiles again, and gets back into character. "Then tell me what you want, Equius. If you're keeping me here, I want to hear it." It had taken several tries to adequately train him not to stutter, or stop everything the first time Equius seemed reluctant.

"I want to... Suck your bulge. Please." He does his best not to curl his fingers into Jake's thighs, but can't look at him. "I want to suck you off and swallow your material while you pull my hair to move my head."