Jack's hand on his hip did as Jack intended and Andrew sighed heavily, almost wistfully if only because of the way that his air still seemed to come in shallow. He bit his lip, bit his lip, bit his lip again as Jack tormented him with his mouth, and he was red-faced with more than lust as Jack's tongue swirled and curled on his cock because- "God, Jack, you're driving me crazy..." he said, small and almost meek like he was worried about being laughed at because he was just so close already.
He drew in a deep breath as Jack sucked at the head of his cock. "I'm too close, I'm gonna come if you keep doing that!" he warned, unsure of where he wanted this to end but certainly not without Jack coming too.