"Yeah?" he asked, voice going all breathless and damn it, what was wrong with him? Isaiah refused to acknowledge it might be from anything else but Jasper's tongue and fingers on his cock. "Possessive? Think I belong to you, gnome?"
God, he did. The knowledge hit him horribly, made him restlessly turn to Jasper, fingers tightening in those stupid long locks, pulling him in for a kiss. Isaiah hadn't ever belonged to anyone but himself, hadn't ever thought he might find anything but temporary distraction in anyone else. But this... God, this. This was bigger, was better than anything he'd had, anything he'd hoped for.
The kiss deepened, Isaiah's hands sliding down Jasper's back to tease lightly along his ass. "Lube?" he asked raggedly, before peppering kisses along his jaw, sharp nips of his teeth along the skin. "Let me..." Sucking down Jasper's neck, Isaiah pulled back to find he'd left marks of his own. "Yeah," he panted, licking them slowly, brushing a thumb along the reddened skin. "Yeah, I think I like that."