Seeing as he did not know much of anything about Kieran, it was hard for him to really have that bad of an impression of him. At the moment, he thought to be handsome, obnoxiously tall, and a bit closed off while also desperately seeking his attention. The man was rather odd like that. But he didn't hate him for it. For what it was worth he could never say that he was bored when he was with Kieran. Unlike the twinks he flirted with, he knew what he was getting into. He knew little plays, their mannerisms, the whole deal. But with Kieran, he never knew. He rather liked that about him. He only wished that he trusted him more to allow him to get to know him better.
Jakob continued on to tease the man. He knew talking about another man was last thing he wanted to hear. Especially when it involved a man he lived with. But at the moment it was one of the few things buzzing around in his skull. He watched Kieran shake his head in response to his words. After that, he felt his finger press inside him. After going so long without touching himself or being touched by another, it was very uncomfortable. He did his best not to complain, though it must have shown on his face.
About a minute passed before Kieran removed his finger from inside him. He was a little worried the man had changed his mind. Instead, he watched as Kieran grabbed a pillow and set back on the bed. Jakob gave him a curious look when he was ordered to move. But trusted him enough not to question him. Doing as he was told, Jakob laid down on the mattress with his legs draped over Kieran's thigh. He stared up at him as he waited, curious to know what he was supposed to do now.