
yes
ooc: Doodle of Katelynn and Jack being fairly… intimate.

She feels him push her shirt up, and off of her body, as well as the bra. He has to literally tug it over her head since he’s not giving her a moment to unstrap it properly. But it’s soon off, and away, before she helps him out of his simple shirt.
The removal of his pants, though, are impossible so the best they can do is work it down to where his cast starts… as well as his underwear. Katelynn feels the blushing heat from him as she helps him, even more so when his hands help to push her own pants down, as well as her panties.
Soon she’s settled on his lap again; not on on him, but close enough, and his lips are back on her chest, kissing, nibbling, and sucking it as his hands grip at her rear, pushing her down against him. Gods, when had they become such slaves to their desires like this?
But then one of his hands moves up to he top. He pushes it beneath the back of it before slowly working it around and continues to push up. This causes her shirt to slightly ride up and he doesn’t stop until his hand covers one of her breasts, contained by her bra of course.
Jack looks up at her, face truly beyond purple, as his other hand remains on her rear.
“W-well I’m. I’m going to… f-finish it when… when I think we’re both good for it. Y…. re… remember when y… when you sat on.. on my lap, a while ago…? We. We could do it that way…” god he felt like a sleaze for just suggesting it.
She shivered even more against him, feeling her nipples perk up slightly at his touch. Her breath came out in a light sigh as she replied, “I-I remember…a-are you sure..?”
Her womanhood was beginning to tingle already, her skin warm to his touch, a sign of just Joe much she was melting at how be touched her.
Where this sense of boldness came from he didn’t know. Was it hearing his voice? Hearing her telling him how hot it made her? Knowing another man found him appealing? He didn’t know but next thing Katelynn knew he had tugged her bra down just enough, exposing her nipples, and he closed the space between them.
He took the nipple into his mouth, sucking, gently, as his hand massaged against her rear, closer than before.
Yes. He was sure, obvious by the way his hips rocked upwards and she felt his manhood pushing against her rear.
Um. Yes.

She saw his face, blue, stained purple across his nose and cheeks, even his forehead was flushing purple. His chest, as well… Jack flushed purple during sex. She’d never really seen it, since he was always positioned a way she never focused on his chest. And how her eyes would be shut, or unfocused. His eyes were shut, now, mouth open and panting, the tip of his tongue barely visible before he swallowed harshly.
He forced his eyes open too, feeling hers on his, despite their rough, erratic and uncertain movements it was still working. Working for them… that’s what mattered.
His eyes were open and full of emotion as always. And she only saw one.
Love.
Then the moment hit. Jack’s whole body jolted forward, his head snapped back at this new position, his mouth opened and he let out a long, loud moan as his release hit him. His hands pulled her flush against him, both hands at her back and rear, grasping, pulling, needy, wanting her close as the pleasure wracked his body to the core.
Already he was so close to his end. Her hands on him before, her body around his fingers, her kisses, watching as he had undressed her, watching her slide onto him, that beautiful, beautiful image he would commit to memory for the rest of his life… Jack could do little but moan, hungrily, needy, as his hands grabbed at Katelynn, pulling her to him as his hips gave another few thrusts up into her.
He broke the kiss to watch her, how her hair shifted, how her perfect, perky breasts bounced as the rest of her did, and he captured her lips in a kiss again as he squeezed at her desperately.
How she fulfilled him. How she made him feel completely and utterly whole. Despite meeting a man that day, Steve, telling him they were going so fast he could care less what he thought. Even if he was his normal self he couldn’t care. How could he, with something this wonderful, with someone this beautiful? He could cry. He could really cry.
“Katelynn, Katelynn…” he muffled her name into her mouth, tasting her lips, her tongue, her everything as his hips continued to rock up and back down again, and again.
“Hnngghh…” Jack groaned, shutting his eyes a moment though he was loathe too because it meant he couldn’t see her, couldn’t behold her. She felt amazing. Her body, warm, hot, close, desirable, sexy, everything, pressing in on him like that. She could force herself onto him no further, and the way they settled with each other… it was wonderful. There was nobody else for him in this world, he knew it. He was sure of it.
He reached up with his free hand, pushing her hair away from her, not wanting any part of her blocked from him. “Love you, love you so… so much…” he uttered shakily, bringing himself up, so he was no longer simply laying flat, and found her lips and kissed her softly, the hand on her breast squeezing again, his fingers pressing against the curve of the warm flesh, loving the feeling whilst his other hand settle down on her rear, grasping at her.
His hips couldn’t contain themselves, and he gave a sudden rush upwards, pushing himself up into her just a little bit more, causing her to bounce on his lap.
It did feel different. Instead of him pushing into her, she was gliding herself onto him and with the pull of gravity, the fact she was easing him as deep within her as he could physically go without thrusting, and the pressure she was giving him… the sensation of her thighs and legs squeezing against his body as well… and the sight. Oh my God, the sight of her easing onto him like this…
He strained as her hands had tightened against his neck for a moment but she moved on, and so did he. His hands slid up from her hips, one gripping at her side whilst the other ran its thumb over an exposed nipple, before squeezing at the chest gently.
“Mnff… Katelynn… you feel… you look… ungodly hot… right now…”
He shuddered at the touch, shutting his eyes. “Oh… hnn… you know all my spots…” Jack mumbled with a small chuckle, before his hands pushed down her sides, gently gripping her hips. “Get… get up on your knees a little… just.. yeah, here…”
Jack helps her to kneel over him, and helps her stay there as he reaches down and grasps himself. He shifts her a little bit more, until he feels the heat of her entrance pushing down only just against his erection. “Nng… a-all right now just… just ease yourself… down onto me… g-go as fast or as slow as you want, I won’t… I won’t move until you’re ready…”