Moaning deeply into that kiss, Jaime's middle tensed Dean drove his pleasure higher. With every thrust of Dean's fingers, he lets out a slightly louder grunt. Toes curling and breath coming ragged between moans and groans, he could definitely just get off like this; he wasn't sure he wanted to without getting to feel Dean inside him, but he could.

Khaji, of course, was rather better at staying focused. The robotic limb unwound itself from Dean's cock. Though it kept swirling and stimulating the head. The scarab could get off just from Jaime's pleasure, but he enjoyed playing a little as well.