[ He licks Jewel's thumb, eyes briefly shuttering close without thinking, before kissing the inside of his palm and his wrist. ]

I have not, but I was worried I would look a little too lecherous and improper if I did.

[ He slides away just to remove his own pants, staying in boxer-briefs before crawling between Jewel's legs, his hands parting his thighs, traveling upwards, as he tries to steel his nerves. Trembling fingers slowly wrap around the base of his cock, being gentle when he clenches inwards and strokes upwards, his own eyes dilated yet hyper-focused as he studies him. ]

You really are breathtaking like this. How are you able to relax so easily in this setting?