"Oh, jesus... fuck, Guy," Jasper sobs, and he has to reach down between their bodies and grab his cock hard, just to keep from going off when Guy presses, god, bends his fingers and hits the right spot like he just knew exactly where it was.

He arches his hips against Guy's hand, wanting more and harder and now, but Guy holds him still; keeping his fingers moving, but it's just shy of enough.

Jasper watches Guy's face through half-lidded eyes, and laughs a little at the hungry far-away look he wears; like they're already fucking, and Christ, yes... Jasper can see it, too, and he doesn't know how much longer he can wait for it.

"Come on, yeah, man, harder," he pants, getting desperate. "You want me to fucking beg you for it?"