[He moves to the other nipple to tease it too, and then he catches its lips in another hungry kiss before pulling back. He needs to go get that oil.]

Don’t go anywhere.

[He leaves to go grab the oil from last time, hoping Hank isn’t observant enough to notice when the amount in the bottle suddenly dips, and when he comes back he sets the bottle on the nightstand and steps out of his pants. He climbs back over the SQUIP and picks up the bottle again, and tips some into his hand. He runs it over his length, biting his lip and letting his hips twitch into his own touch, and then he slicks up two fingers and leans in to kiss the SQUIP again as his middle finger gently presses at its entrance. He wants to get it nice and warmed up before he continues.]