Jack moans into the kiss and the feeling of his lover against him. His hips jerk at the pressure and he can feel the growing hardness again. There's a moment of clinging and just nuzzling into Balthazar before he can speak. He smelled good, sweating or not.

"What if I tell you that you've got to wait before I give you more?" Jack asks slyly while a hand runs slowly down the angel's side to his hips. He definitely wanted more but Jack also appreciated the wildness that came from denial and then letting go.