Ah! [The second finger catches him off guard, but at least there's some progression even if each digit added made his heart beat twice as fast. There's a slight pain in the stretch but he bares it, biting his lip a bit in an attempt to relax. Except suddenly Jack's pushing his knee out, making him feel much more exposed than he was before.

Face reddening and voice quivering, he manages to finally find his voice. After all, blabbering his mouth always did help take his mind a bit off of things.]

You know, I really hate to bruise my manhood and be the stereotype of a young girl, who, during her first time, blushes insanely from embarrassment, screaming "don't look at me like that" when her lover starts gawking at her but ... please, don't look at me like that.

[Because he was embarrassed, suddenly unable to look Jack in the eye. Because he's never felt this vulnerable in front of another human being in his life and it was still a heart-pounding experience no matter how much Jack could calm his nerves.]