At Junior's prompting touch, Ash stopped, pulling his fingers free. It wouldn't do to be too loose for Junior, so as to provide no stimulation whatsoever. He took hold of the hand on his knee, turning it over and placing the bottle of lube into Junior's palm. "Get yourself nice and slick," he instructed, receiving the feedback that what Junior needed right now was some directing.

Meanwhile he would crawl into position over Junior's lap, kneeling over him, prepared to sink down onto him as soon as he was ready.