Jason's tail gently stroked the sides of the member a bit.

"..." He shut his eyes even tighter and tried not to sob. He wrapped his arms around Ash's neck and was shaking with held in sobs, he regretted so many things. But he regretted not letting go the most. Not just being able to fully and utterly love Puck alone.

Puck's breathing was still ragged.

But...that would also leave a brokenhearted Ash alone with his steed, hunting his life away, knowing he had just let Jason go, knowing that he had a chance and just left that chance behind. Ash didn't bother apologizing again and again, just held Jason the best he could, feeling downright awful for making Jason about to cry

His tail was starting to shake faintly but it didn't stop gently caressing Puck.

He knew that, and he'd hoped so much that Ash had cared that he'd not been able to let go. And now that Ash finally was giving his love Jason was now being torn because he'd grown oh so fond of Puck as well. Because he had been so weak to emotions and clingy to the two, he was letting his own heart be ripped apart and his soul be pulled farther in two. But he was thankful that Ash held him best he could because slowly it calmed him a good bit.

Puck could feel that Jason's tail was beginning to shake but couldn't connect the dots.

Yes, it was definitely a difficult situation. Ash held Jason, still feeling bad

That was probably for the best.

Well at least Jason calmed slowly and soon was breathing normally again, only the faintest silver tears left to brim his eyes as he opened them.

Probably.

Ash grimaced at the tears and couldn't help but apologize. "I'm sorry," he whispered

And so once his tail stopped shaking it started gently loving on Puck again.

He shook his head to Ash and kissed him briefly. "I don't blame you." He murmured against his lips.

Right as Puck was coming out of his high, he got rocketed straight back into it.

Jason may not blame him, but you wouldn't believe how much he beat himself up about it.

His tail didn't give a darn, it wrapped around Puck again and squeezed a little roughly.

And Jason understood what it was like to feel so bad about something that you relentlessly hit yourself in the head for it so to speak. He still felt like he'd let his father and sisters down, he remembered having to be right there as Clem was ripped open and struggled scream... but yet no sounds but the gushing and splattering of blood had come. And so, feeling and knowing Ash still felt bad, he gingerly used one hand to stroke through Ash's hair and the other to go back down and gently take hold of him again.

Aaaand the noises started all over again

He was glad for the distraction. If Jason hadn't done that, he probably would've guilt-tripped himself all over again and left