"More, huh? Alright. Alright, that we can do." At least he could and so he did, finally giving up on his teasing behavior and instead starting to stroke him, quickly and in whatever rhythm the movement of Jack's hips demanded. He wasn't necessarily a selfish lover after all, not even when he was drunk like this. Just not always the best at keeping everything in mind. Perhaps partly because he rarely got into these situations unless he was drunk like this.

"Now come on, Jack. For you. This is for you. Think of whatever's good for you."