[ Jesper thinks most people are attractive; even the unattractive can have qualities that appeal to him, he's a very open-minded person. Some of the best fucks he's ever had are with people who usually don't get the attention. Kell is, however, absolutely gorgeous. Jesper could write odes to his right leg. He could write poems about the muscles in his back. The Horizon giving them the opportunity to see how hot they were from every angle was perfect and he definitely thinks about it in his daydreaming time.
One of the things he loves about Kell is his response. He's so open in his need, but only because there's trust between them. His moans and reactions are delicious and how much he loses himself in their sex is endlessly thrilling. Few things are hotter to Jesper than the other person having a great time and being vocal about it. It only spurs him on. This next part requires skill.
The skill is in giving Kell what he wants, sucking on his cock, sliding his slickened fingers into him, but only bringing him to the edge instead of tumbling him over it. His mouth is very slow on Kell, giving him the wetness and a steady bob of his head, but not being as relentless as he can be. The relentless part is in how he's stretching him, pleased that Kell's gotten to the point where he relaxes far easier now, his need for penetration making him easier to open up. By the third finger he's compliant and Jesper pulls off him with a loud pop. ]
Saints, I need you, baby, you're going to feel how much.
[ Jesper couldn't talk before but now he can so he plans on it. He crawls up Kell's body and strokes himself very quickly to get the lubricant on. He's painfully hard just from the joy of getting Kell off. He keeps Kell's leg at his will and this time he moves it from his shoulder to his hip. He scrambles to get a pillow to place it under Kell's lower back to make this easier on him, always careful to get his lovers as comfortable as possible. Sometimes they're wild and don't care, but this is all about Kell's pleasure. He is pampering him, all of this for him.
Well, not all of it, because when Jesper pushes inside of him, it's definitely for him too. The flood of pleasure nearly has him go mad for a moment, it goes so smoothly for him to move to the hilt. He keeps himself from snapping or going too rough, not for this start, he promised sweet and he means it. ]
You feel like you were made to fuck and be fucked by me, sweetheart, it always feels so right, doesn't it?
[ Jesper kisses his face sweetly, his cheeks, his forehead, his jaw, ending it on his lips to delve into his mouth. This kiss is passionate and intense, a contrast to the steady and soft way that he pulls out of Kell and back into him, so smooth and simple. ]
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One of the things he loves about Kell is his response. He's so open in his need, but only because there's trust between them. His moans and reactions are delicious and how much he loses himself in their sex is endlessly thrilling. Few things are hotter to Jesper than the other person having a great time and being vocal about it. It only spurs him on. This next part requires skill.
The skill is in giving Kell what he wants, sucking on his cock, sliding his slickened fingers into him, but only bringing him to the edge instead of tumbling him over it. His mouth is very slow on Kell, giving him the wetness and a steady bob of his head, but not being as relentless as he can be. The relentless part is in how he's stretching him, pleased that Kell's gotten to the point where he relaxes far easier now, his need for penetration making him easier to open up. By the third finger he's compliant and Jesper pulls off him with a loud pop. ]
Saints, I need you, baby, you're going to feel how much.
[ Jesper couldn't talk before but now he can so he plans on it. He crawls up Kell's body and strokes himself very quickly to get the lubricant on. He's painfully hard just from the joy of getting Kell off. He keeps Kell's leg at his will and this time he moves it from his shoulder to his hip. He scrambles to get a pillow to place it under Kell's lower back to make this easier on him, always careful to get his lovers as comfortable as possible. Sometimes they're wild and don't care, but this is all about Kell's pleasure. He is pampering him, all of this for him.
Well, not all of it, because when Jesper pushes inside of him, it's definitely for him too. The flood of pleasure nearly has him go mad for a moment, it goes so smoothly for him to move to the hilt. He keeps himself from snapping or going too rough, not for this start, he promised sweet and he means it. ]
You feel like you were made to fuck and be fucked by me, sweetheart, it always feels so right, doesn't it?
[ Jesper kisses his face sweetly, his cheeks, his forehead, his jaw, ending it on his lips to delve into his mouth. This kiss is passionate and intense, a contrast to the steady and soft way that he pulls out of Kell and back into him, so smooth and simple. ]