He can feel Hakkai's erection pressing against his back and that's weirdly hot in and of itself, even if he's distracted by every other sensation at once; the rough play of his nipple gets little hitches in his throat as he squirms, chasing and shying from the touch in competing impulses, the mouth on his wrist makes him weak in the knees and he's fucking sitting down--

He looks down when he feels the hot huff across his dick and he meets Jedao's eyes right as he lets his mouth on him, and his hips thrust up immediately as he whimpers, head rolling back to flop on Hakkai's shoulder at the overwhelming mix of sensations.