[He keeps his mouth shut for a long moment, sadly it isn't out of jealousy or anything like that--but a darker thought of something might come and kill him while he's like this definitely sinks into his gut.]
It's not that I'm worried about. [He finally lets his left hand sink between his legs, sliding underneath the opened pants and under his underwear to draw him out. His grip is fairly tight around him as he gives him a few leisurely strokes.]
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It's not that I'm worried about. [He finally lets his left hand sink between his legs, sliding underneath the opened pants and under his underwear to draw him out. His grip is fairly tight around him as he gives him a few leisurely strokes.]