[ Rhys makes a surprised noise in the back of his throat. The kiss is startling enough that Rhys is snapped out of the gooey, comfortable haze was in and firmly back into the present. His initial instinct is to push Jack off, he was over this! He was over Jack…
But the alcohol coursing through his system and whatever chemicals have kicked in from a fresh feed protest. Why not let himself have the bad ideas for once, after all he’s been through he deserves a win. And as far as things look where his libido is concerned is that getting to fulfill the long nurtured fantasy of bedding Handsome Jack, is very much a win.
So he goes with it, inhibitions reduced enough that he’s not going to overthink this, that’s a tomorrow Rhys problem.
He was already half hard before Jack’s mouth was on his. He presses his hips forward into the other man to gain some friction as he kisses back, breathing deeply. ]
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But the alcohol coursing through his system and whatever chemicals have kicked in from a fresh feed protest. Why not let himself have the bad ideas for once, after all he’s been through he deserves a win. And as far as things look where his libido is concerned is that getting to fulfill the long nurtured fantasy of bedding Handsome Jack, is very much a win.
So he goes with it, inhibitions reduced enough that he’s not going to overthink this, that’s a tomorrow Rhys problem.
He was already half hard before Jack’s mouth was on his. He presses his hips forward into the other man to gain some friction as he kisses back, breathing deeply. ]