Jesper can finagle his way to his knees because he can simply make the handcuffs move with his body. They're in the Horizon but he can also do this with real handcuffs since they're made of matter like everything he can manipulate. But there is something he particularly enjoys about this position. Jesper likes feeling helpless or on display, he gets off on being submissive and treated as a body to use. His eagerness is clear.
He takes the key and plans on using it eventually to be a bad boy, as they both know is necessary eventually, but this time around he is happy to be at Kell's mercy and do what he wants. Jesper smirks when Kell says he could take him but it wouldn't be a punishment, and he knows how tempted he is anyway, with Jesper looking like that. He probably could push him by begging and shaking his ass at him just right, but Kell wanted to try the flogger and he said he could.
He sucks in a breath when he first feels the suede touch of the flogger and he shivers all over, the gentle touch of it all the more enticing when he knows it will turn harsh soon. The first whack has the breath knock out of him and Jesper cries out only for it to turn into a desperate moan. The pain is exquisite and distracting and he hardens to the point of agony too. The skin bruises because he wants it to, the sting settling onto his skin. "Yes, Kell, punish me, make me be good."
He manages to get that out before Kell hits him again and by the fourth one he is a mess too, gasping, his heart racing, precum spread out on the bed as he jerks forward and gets only more turned on. Jesper can't form the words to beg and then Kell is thrusting harshly inside of him and he is only noises and pleasure then. He can't say yes or Kell's name he can only whimper and push back into the agonized need. He comes faster than Kell, tightening around him when he does.
Jesper sighs, the agony of the flogging and sex so perfectly transitioning into a sense of true peace. He hums happily when Kell stays inside of him, he's learning. His hands are still handcuffed to the bed so all he can do is drop his head back to give Kell access to his neck, a silent request for it.
"Because you've wanted this your whole life, Kell, you just didn't know it." This desire has been dug down deep in Kell's subconscious so he couldn't acknowledge it, the embarrassment or shame forced on him. He's been bereft of this relief that he's needed. "Stay in me." Jesper moves off his knees to simply lie down on the bed this way, stretched out again, the marks on his body visible to Kell now.
"Lie down on me, I want to feel your weight pressing me." Jesper enjoys the idea of really being pinned down and fucked into the mattress, but he has another idea to go with that. "And then I want you to fuck me sweet and slow, baby, can you do that? There are many ways to use a body." And sometimes that includes affection.
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Date: 2023-06-04 10:43 pm (UTC)He takes the key and plans on using it eventually to be a bad boy, as they both know is necessary eventually, but this time around he is happy to be at Kell's mercy and do what he wants. Jesper smirks when Kell says he could take him but it wouldn't be a punishment, and he knows how tempted he is anyway, with Jesper looking like that. He probably could push him by begging and shaking his ass at him just right, but Kell wanted to try the flogger and he said he could.
He sucks in a breath when he first feels the suede touch of the flogger and he shivers all over, the gentle touch of it all the more enticing when he knows it will turn harsh soon. The first whack has the breath knock out of him and Jesper cries out only for it to turn into a desperate moan. The pain is exquisite and distracting and he hardens to the point of agony too. The skin bruises because he wants it to, the sting settling onto his skin. "Yes, Kell, punish me, make me be good."
He manages to get that out before Kell hits him again and by the fourth one he is a mess too, gasping, his heart racing, precum spread out on the bed as he jerks forward and gets only more turned on. Jesper can't form the words to beg and then Kell is thrusting harshly inside of him and he is only noises and pleasure then. He can't say yes or Kell's name he can only whimper and push back into the agonized need. He comes faster than Kell, tightening around him when he does.
Jesper sighs, the agony of the flogging and sex so perfectly transitioning into a sense of true peace. He hums happily when Kell stays inside of him, he's learning. His hands are still handcuffed to the bed so all he can do is drop his head back to give Kell access to his neck, a silent request for it.
"Because you've wanted this your whole life, Kell, you just didn't know it." This desire has been dug down deep in Kell's subconscious so he couldn't acknowledge it, the embarrassment or shame forced on him. He's been bereft of this relief that he's needed. "Stay in me." Jesper moves off his knees to simply lie down on the bed this way, stretched out again, the marks on his body visible to Kell now.
"Lie down on me, I want to feel your weight pressing me." Jesper enjoys the idea of really being pinned down and fucked into the mattress, but he has another idea to go with that. "And then I want you to fuck me sweet and slow, baby, can you do that? There are many ways to use a body." And sometimes that includes affection.