[Jack's other hand finds its way to Isaac's waist, and his hands slip underneath the waistband, thumbs hooking on the outside.]
Fine...
[He murmurs it in a low voice, grinning as Isaac lingers at his ear. Jack starts to slip Isaac's underwear down, fingers trailing along Isaac's hips and upper thighs.]
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Fine...
[He murmurs it in a low voice, grinning as Isaac lingers at his ear. Jack starts to slip Isaac's underwear down, fingers trailing along Isaac's hips and upper thighs.]