"I've the feeling that you have lists of things in your mind, Gregory, that you'd have me do to repay you," Jack smiled, a small noise coming from him, his hips lifting a bit with his strokes, "I'd want to taste you, first, but I wouldn't start right for your cock, darling. No, I'd want to start at those lips and work my way down. I remember those noises you made when I teased them and I want to hear more. I want to make you squirm, to tease you, to make you beg, Gregory," A pause, "But you wouldn't beg, and I'd end up sucking you off anyway, because I would be too eager-I wouldn't be able to help myself. I'd want you in my mouth so badly, I'd take it all in with one go. Or try, at least. Would you like that, darling? Or should I think of something else? Something more?" Jack might have been read after that, but he was also very aroused, so he figured it balanced out. Though how he had enough blood to be so red and so hard was beyond him.