Nn. [Jason hisses in a soft breath through his teeth. He rolls his hips into contact with your hand, imitating a bit of your rhythm.] Dickie, oh... god, you're so beautiful...

[He cries out softly when you bite him, and his hand tightens around you just a bit in reaction. He flashes you a sharp little smile and moves his hand in faster, slightly rougher strokes.] D-dunno if that plan'll... work...