Jack hooks his chin over Gabriel’s shoulder, watching his hands cup the generous swell of his pecs. They fit nicely in the shallow cups of his palms. He can hear the sharp intake of Gabriel’s breath, long fingers carefully curling into fists on top of his knees.

“That’s it,” he murmurs, “be a good slut now. No touching, right?” He squeezes for emphasize, palms grinding against the tight points of Gabriel’s sensitive nipples.

Gabriel groans low, like he’s hurt, head falling back against Jack’s shoulder, hips restlessly shifting. His cock is bobbing awkwardly in front of him; hard enough to sway through the air but so heavy it dips down and smears against the inside of his trembling thighs.

“Do you want to touch?”

“Yes… please…”

Jack smirks, rubbing his cheek against Gabriel’s.

“Of course you want. You’d have your hand on your cock every minute of the day if you didn’t need to go out and be productive. Maybe you fuck your palm in the middle of the debriefings as well? Think about nutting while everyone around you is bored out of their minds, not knowing you’re a filthy whore that has his cock in hand?”

Gabriel grunts, belly muscles clenching sharp and sudden enough to make his cock bob anew. Jack can feel the muscles in his jaw bulging as he clenches his teeth, a high almost canine whine stuck in his throat just from Jack changing his touch, fingernails scraping gentle and feather light across the tight tips of his nipples and around the dark skin of his areolas.

“Yeah. That’s it. You love it when someone plays with your tits, don’t you? Would probably let just anybody play with you just as long as they squeezed your tits nice and complimented you on them. Narcissistic bastard. But they are gorgeous, aren’t they? And so sensitive…”

He stops scratching with the right hand, instead pinching it sudden and mean between two fingers to hear Gabriel cry out, back bowing and cock jerking out a dribble of pre-cum.

“That’s it. Yeah. Don’t you touch that. Gonna come just from your tits or not at all. I don’t care if you gonna have to walk around with your cock drooling and balls hurting…”

Gabriel groaned again, throat bobbing and eyes clenched tightly shut. If Jack saw the little glisten of tears in their corners he didn’t say anything.