"S-sorry. I've never-" He's cut off as Jamie lifts his chin and presses a kiss to his lips. Jon can feel the heat on his cheeks and feels all the more ill-prepared to actually do this. Maybe he should have just offered to watch while Jamie pulled himself off? That might well have been a more pleasant experience for the changeling.

Still, he tries to adjust in the way that Jamie wants, grip loosening to something that might be frustratingly weak as he more brushes his fingers along the sides of the other man's cock that holds him.

At least the kiss is something Jon is confident he can manage. That, he leans into, pressing his narrow chest to Jamie's and lowering his lashes against the water raining down on them.