Jasaiah was absolutely baffled at this change. His Drake was still a beggar and still vocal but this was a whole new level of absolute submission. He was willing. Jas didn't have to work at it. It was oddly somewhat relieving. He was relentless, letting Drake thrust into his mouth. Jas continued to tease his prostate with one hand while the other hand stroked and pressed up against that spot on the outside. He'd seen how well Drake reacted to it. However, Jas wasn't going to let him cum, not yet. Not after he'd mouthed off to him so much.<br/><br/>He could tell Drake had healed up more, and he pulled away one of his hands to slick up his length with both of their precum, then pulled his mouth away, then his hand. In another movement he was tunneling into Drake's ass, without hesitation, without remorse. He growled in his ear. "No," he hissed, then bit it, hard enough to sting as he set a rough and brutal pace. Apparently he wasn't done, either, and he was enjoying tormenting the other sexually.