As soon as Andrew's lips parted, Jack's tongue was delving in, sweeping into his mouth and licking the backs of his teeth, devouring him. "Mmm, you taste good," he mumbled as he kissed him, his whole hand moving then, rubbing up and down his side.
He tore his mouth away from Andrew's and let his lips pepper along his jawline then, teasingly, and then down his throat. Nuzzling and nudging his chin up so he could kiss his neck, feeling the beating of his pulse under his skin.