Maybe there'd been more shyness about how quickly he'd gotten turned on back at the beginning -- some denial, more blushing, like Jesper couldn't feel how wet he already was. But now Koby is much more focused on making up for lost time, on the delicious sensation of Jesper finally, finally getting inside him, the movement so familiar it's like breathing.
So there's only the slightest bit of a blush, like a flare of starlight across Koby's cheeks, nuzzling closer and remembering to breathe, ragged and shuddery. "Have you seen yourself lately?" he teases back, amidst a hitch of his breath and a shiver down his spine at that first rolling, rocking movement. "We're lucky we made it back here."
There's a faintly smug, triumphant look on Koby's face when Jesper swears, when he rests their foreheads together. Confidence had grown slowly over the centuries, but oh, it was certainly present now. Koby strokes a stardusty fingertip over the smooth, sharp contour of Jesper's cheek, rocks his own hips upwards in that way he's learned most of his lovers enjoy. "Prove it." There's a challenge there, bright as starstuff. Koby only looks fragile, after all -- when it comes to getting tangled up in someone's bedsheets, he tends to like things a little rougher.
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Date: 2024-05-28 12:19 am (UTC)So there's only the slightest bit of a blush, like a flare of starlight across Koby's cheeks, nuzzling closer and remembering to breathe, ragged and shuddery. "Have you seen yourself lately?" he teases back, amidst a hitch of his breath and a shiver down his spine at that first rolling, rocking movement. "We're lucky we made it back here."
There's a faintly smug, triumphant look on Koby's face when Jesper swears, when he rests their foreheads together. Confidence had grown slowly over the centuries, but oh, it was certainly present now. Koby strokes a stardusty fingertip over the smooth, sharp contour of Jesper's cheek, rocks his own hips upwards in that way he's learned most of his lovers enjoy. "Prove it." There's a challenge there, bright as starstuff. Koby only looks fragile, after all -- when it comes to getting tangled up in someone's bedsheets, he tends to like things a little rougher.