Bodhi's hand is steady and light. It's not like this is the hard part, though Jude is only the second man he's been involved with. The only tricky part here is not getting it over with too quickly. A loose wrap of his fingers around the shaft, a shallow, almost lazy rise and fall of his hand--his instinct when it gets to this point is always make it good, make it impressive, keep them interested, but he's easy enough with Jude by now that the thought is simply there, not a high pressure worry over his own inadequacies. Nothing could prove that interest wasn't contingent on his performance more clearly than Jude's patience over the past few months. So he feels safe wanting to make it last, going easy and gentle for now.

A sign of impatience and he'll probably lose that nerve, but it's nice in the moment.

He's much more focused on watching Jude's face, riveted on every little shift and sharp breath. He surprises himself by wanting more noise, but he knew he was a sucker for that voice anyway. Shouldn't be shocked that he's getting a little greedy again. He keeps his eyes locked on Jude's, hungry for every reaction now.