The words send a wonderful shiver of anticipation through him, and then a heartbeat later, Chris is in him. It's almost too much, without lube or any sort of stretch before. The noises are, at first, discomfort, bitten back as far as Jacob can manage, but with the addition of the spell, that changes and soon the noises are more like breathy whimpers for more, Jacob trying to move and rock back against Chris, take his prick all the way in, regardless of what his captured self might really want to do.

The leash around his torso barely registers, apart from when it's first tugged, and he's forced to arch back from that point, rather than from the hips, but he doesn't care much at that point, not when Chris is speaking again and the noise that Jacob's lets out is pure desire. It's a pity Chris can't see his face, can't see the expression on it as Chris offers to breed him, and Jacob's body tightens around the cock inside him, trying to milk the cum from his balls.

"That's what you want, huh? Stubborn kids?" He says, trying to challenge but the words become groans as Chris bucks forward.