Jon groans when she moves against him. He's woken up stiff before, like any man, but this time is different, because it's accompanied by such hunger for her. He knows that Amelia isn't able to do much more to him than that for the moment, and he has to admit that's a little bit on purpose. It feels good to be the one starting things and holding the reins, so to speak.

That said, he's still a young man laying in bed with his first lover and that hunger is still very much there. And what's more, he can feel the flesh under his fingers growing warm and slick. Jon reaches down and changes his angle until his length is resting all along her cleft, rubbing against Amelia some more.