"Much more enjoyable when it's willing. And if you get to stretch beforehand," Jack quipped, waggling his eyebrows again. Jack had told himself he wasn't going to ask, but that didn't mean he couldn't respond to sexual innuendo, especially if Harry was starting it first. This was definitely a little strange, but since when had Jack looked a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak. He had a cute bloke, flirting with him (sort of) and Jack wasn't going to ask any questions. It was harmless.
Jack rubbed the back of his neck, trying not to be embarrassed by Harry's question. "I dunno, and this you'll find out about artists, because we're moody buggers, but I think I just wanted to. I'm kind of a slave to my pencil. It draws what it draws, not always what I want."