Jasaiah paused in his attention to his neck, reaching up a hand to tweak a nipple. He let out a low chuckle. "Oh, I have looked in the mirror plenty in my years." He gripped his jaw and lowered it, breathing out a soft sigh when Drake stroke him. He started to harden some. "Tell me this," he murmured, pressing his forehead against Drake's. He used his tails to twine around Drake's limbs, one around his waist so he could frot their dicks together. "Do you know how old you are?"<br/><br/>His eyes narrowed and he breathed against his mouth. "I will know if you lie, Drake. So think before you answer." Stubbornness was certainly a trait that passed between personalities, and right now he wasn't about to give. Ryan had suggested to push him; he wondered if that transferred between personalities as well. Jasaiah continue to rub their dicks together, reaching a hand down to get more friction. It would take a bit to get him hard, and a lot longer to get him to orgasm a third time.