The coaxing wasn't necessary as Jack's long fingers grabbed hold of Balthazar's hair. His hips thrusting into his lover's mouth, though the angle is a little off the usual while favoring his injured leg.

One hand lets go to slide over the hand caressing his thigh, indulging in the feeling of his lover's skin. The moans are getting louder. "If this is what happens when I get injured... I might enjoy it more."

The work of Balthazar's mouth eliciting the little jerks from his lover's hips signaling the rising orgasm. The warm mouth offering an indulgent contrast that gets louder moans and faster thrusts.