“Hmm. That’s all I’ve ever asked.” Jack replies quietly, and as soon as his jeans and slippers are off, leaving him in only his black underwear, he rolls so he settles a hand against her stomach gently. “I’m so glad I thought of all this… normally these sorts of things never come to me…”
He’s meaning the bed, of course, and their gloves. But then he reaches for one of her own, gently grasping its wrist. “…Katelynn, could I ask something… of you I normally wouldn’t?”
Something..? What something? she wondered, tilting her head slightly at him, a curious expression on her face. She was so inexperienced with things like this but she’d be willing to do anything if it meant pleasing Jack.
“O-Of course love..what is it?” she asked softly, laying back down on her back, waiting to see what he would do to her, her hair spilled out behind her.
“…I’d like it, if you would touch me.” as Jack said this in a calm, comforting tone, he guided her hand down until she pressed it against his groin. She could feel the firmness of him now, through the material, how much heat he was giving off down there even without removing the special gloves she wore.
Though the touch was nice, new for Jack, to feel someone else touch him down there, he managed to not buck, or groan, instead he just held his breath for a moment, watching her for her reaction.
Jack Maple 