"Getting there." Dodger pants softly, reaching down to stroke Jason idly as he finally manages to concentrate on him. He still has a bit of a headache, but he can take his medication after this, if he remembers.

Now that he thinks of it, Jason doesn't ride him much. He supposes it comes down to how new their relationship is; as far as he remembers, he was still playing mind games and tricking Jason into 'owing' him up until very recently. That sort of power play rarely comes with allowing Jason any sort of control.

That light in his eyes is flickering, though; his eyes travel downward and there's a vague sense of dissatisfaction with Jason's body. It's too... normal. Too pristine. He's trying to hide it, but he still isn't all there.