Oh, baby... [He kisses and bites at your throat, your shoulder, hips moving fluidly into your hand now.] Why not? Who needs food and water, heh. Wastes time when I could be kissing you. [He matches deeds to words, licking across your lips.]

[He's thrilling at the way you move your hips, so very happy that you're loving this. He firms the touch of his fingers, speeds up the motions, and mumbles against your mouth.] Wanna see you come so bad. Oh, Jason... God, you're the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen.