Well,Jason was much different than them and he felt a lot differently for Ash than them.He truly loved Ash and would never want to prey on him in any way.

And he was very grateful for that. He owed Jason his life; both boys did. It was possible that they owed him their lives multiple times, but Ash couldn't remember that because he was much too focused on moving Jason's hips up and down along himself

Jason helped him move his hips,moaning a good bit. He ran his hands through Ash's hair and squeezed him a few times,rather tightly.

Ash tried to not dig his fingers into Jason's hips, groaning whenever Jason squeezed him

Jason shuddered every time he heard Ash groan,a sound he'd never thought he'd ever hear from anyone.Let alone because of him. He repeated a few times and then fully released Ash from the loving hold inside.

Once he was released, he thrust up every time Jason's hips were down, tempted to just flip Jason and just pound him, but he controlled himself

He wouldn't mind being pounded,rather he'd like it a lot.But he was perfectly in bliss every time Ash thrusted up when his hips where down. "Ah~" He couldn't stop any sounds that came from him but he was barely,key word:barely,able to control his volume.

He was trying to not do anything that Jason might not like, so he made sure to keep controlling himself. He was also making sure that his sounds were also quieter than they had been, now that he knew the others might be listening

The others had fricken dragon hearing,they could still hear them,and they had to try and distract the little ones so they would stay innocent as long as possible.

Jason helped move his hips,honestly he'd love anything and everything Ash would wish to do.He didn't care if he lost control and just went at it and went at it hard,he wanted it.He wanted it badly.But he didn't know if Ash was not wanting to go to far so he didn't push the envelope.

Very true. However, he didn't really take that into account. He was distracted at the moment. You know, it's kind of entertaining (to me) that the two of them don't want to push the other. Puck was vastly different, wanting to push his boundaries. He already had for who knows how long. It seemed as if his king was always getting after him for some reason or another.