"No," Jesper whines at him pathetically. He hates being patient! But he's smiling still because he is feeding into Wilhelm's ego on purpose, letting him know how desperate he is for his cock that being patient sounds terrible. He lets the smile fade away to give him a pretty pout instead, jutting out his bottom lip as silver eyes stay on his face. "Why would you make me wait when you could have this sweet ass now?"
Jesper does nothing to actually get what he wants though, he's taunting to make them both happy. He sighs pleasantly when he feels Wilhelm's fingers at his entrance, excited to get them inside of him, except nothing happens. Jesper is almost permanently ready, he's incredibly easy to open up and slide inside. Preparation almost becomes pointless when it's a part of his identity.
Jesper groans out loud when Wille further torments him by putting his cock against where it should be, but tortures him instead of pushing in. "Oh you teasing bastard." That was downright cruel. He reaches back with his hands, unbalanced against the tree for a moment, to grip his cheeks and pull them apart, giving him such an open invitation there is no doubt what he wants. It makes it more difficult to slide between them for the friction though, giving him less to rub against, and a little bit of a trick.
"Wille, darling, please, look how much I need you." He's hard and his tip is wet, offering himself helplessly. Jesper could be more aggressive but he's playing the part of the desperate bottom, willing to do whatever it took to get fucked.
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Jesper does nothing to actually get what he wants though, he's taunting to make them both happy. He sighs pleasantly when he feels Wilhelm's fingers at his entrance, excited to get them inside of him, except nothing happens. Jesper is almost permanently ready, he's incredibly easy to open up and slide inside. Preparation almost becomes pointless when it's a part of his identity.
Jesper groans out loud when Wille further torments him by putting his cock against where it should be, but tortures him instead of pushing in. "Oh you teasing bastard." That was downright cruel. He reaches back with his hands, unbalanced against the tree for a moment, to grip his cheeks and pull them apart, giving him such an open invitation there is no doubt what he wants. It makes it more difficult to slide between them for the friction though, giving him less to rub against, and a little bit of a trick.
"Wille, darling, please, look how much I need you." He's hard and his tip is wet, offering himself helplessly. Jesper could be more aggressive but he's playing the part of the desperate bottom, willing to do whatever it took to get fucked.