In Horizon, their bodies move like water, accommodating any wish they might have at the moment. Kell is only slightly surprised by Jesper rearranging them into a position more comfortable for long, sensuous kisses, but he's quick to catch up, slides his hands up Jesper's outstretched arms to link their fingers together just as he sinks into their kiss. He meets Jesper pressing upward by pushing himself even deeper into him, half-hard already. Laughs, a little awkward, at the compliment.
"Mhhmm...I think it will feel fantastic to have you inside me."
With Kell stuffed in him as deep as he possibly could, Jesper is in the best spot to realize, in real time, what Kell thinks of his proposition, to feel him harden just as he utters it.
In clear contrast to almost everything they did up to this point, this is the one thing that Kell knew that he wanted from the very start. He got distracted by all the new and wonderful things, but it doesn't mean the desire for it went away. From the moment their eyes met at the banquet, Kell wanted Jesper to nail him against a wall, or bed, or literally anywhere, and fuck him unconscious. There's no denying that he's very happy with what he's already got. The needs he barely suspected he had, all of them deliciously fulfilled but this one.
"Would you like to try it now?"
It's a gamble, Kell has to break through years of conditioning to be even able to ask this question. To admit to his desire. There is politics in fucking and being fucked when you're royalty. Even if you're royalty in name only. There's even more politics involved when you're supposed to be the power behind the throne, feared and revered. No matter how much he wanted, Kell couldn't risk even a potential loss to his reputation by letting someone of a lower station fuck him into the mattress. It remained unattainable fantasy. Here? With Jesper? In a place that barely notices his existence? There's no politics to think of, and no fear to stop him from asking.
"But I will need you to be gentle, I've never had anyone do this to me before. I only ever did this to other people," he admits then adds with a wicked smile. "Once we're done with the first time, I might want you to stop being so gentle."
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"Mhhmm...I think it will feel fantastic to have you inside me."
With Kell stuffed in him as deep as he possibly could, Jesper is in the best spot to realize, in real time, what Kell thinks of his proposition, to feel him harden just as he utters it.
In clear contrast to almost everything they did up to this point, this is the one thing that Kell knew that he wanted from the very start. He got distracted by all the new and wonderful things, but it doesn't mean the desire for it went away. From the moment their eyes met at the banquet, Kell wanted Jesper to nail him against a wall, or bed, or literally anywhere, and fuck him unconscious. There's no denying that he's very happy with what he's already got. The needs he barely suspected he had, all of them deliciously fulfilled but this one.
"Would you like to try it now?"
It's a gamble, Kell has to break through years of conditioning to be even able to ask this question. To admit to his desire. There is politics in fucking and being fucked when you're royalty. Even if you're royalty in name only. There's even more politics involved when you're supposed to be the power behind the throne, feared and revered. No matter how much he wanted, Kell couldn't risk even a potential loss to his reputation by letting someone of a lower station fuck him into the mattress. It remained unattainable fantasy.
Here? With Jesper? In a place that barely notices his existence? There's no politics to think of, and no fear to stop him from asking.
"But I will need you to be gentle, I've never had anyone do this to me before. I only ever did this to other people," he admits then adds with a wicked smile. "Once we're done with the first time, I might want you to stop being so gentle."