Jack's fingers continued to stroke over his hip as he felt Andrew reach his orgasm, felt him coming undone under him. His tongue slid over him and he didn't pull back, drinking in what he had to offer, licking at him until he was sure Andrew was perfectly spent.
He pulled back then, letting Andrew slide from his mouth, licking his lips clean before he crawled up the bed. He sprawled out beside the other, looping an arm around his middle to pull him in close and tuck him up against him. "Hey," he said lazily.