Chris froze, not out of fright but more of anticipation and desire, when Jake touched his face.
"More?" It just came out on a whisper, he didn't intend to say it. Blushing and hoping Jake wouldn't laugh at him, he teased, "Think I like your way of cleaning up better."
He sipped his wine and tried to focus on eating, managing a couple of bites in silence. Then he gave up on it, he'd been getting full anyway, even before Jake touched him.
"Sorry, being rude, not talking. Forgot what we were saying though."