"Good, I want you to help me. I want to see how wet I can get you, to see your thighs slick with it. To taste you." Julian whines, low in his throat and licks a hot, broad stripe up the side of his neck.

He's practically panting with need when he speaks again, "You must be so empty, Jamie. Do you feel empty? Like you oughta have something more inside?" As he speaks, his hips roll and it pushes his thigh between Jamie's legs, giving him something to rub against.