There is nothing quite like the shift in interest to enthusiasm, and Wilhelm's opening up to Jesper far quicker than he expected. In the best sense. He meets it with his own want and need, his kiss hotter, rocking down against him with more force when his hips lift up. He's been clear with Wilhelm that he'll respect his boundaries, whatever they are, so he decides not to worry about it anymore. He'll tell Jesper if he doesn't want something. He has to trust in that, especially now that he wants to get his mouth all over him.
Wilhelm reacts beautifully and purposely moves his hand down in invitation and Jesper laughs into his neck. "I'm definitely in danger, sweetheart." He slides his hand under Wilhelm's pants as soon as Wilhelm unzips them, palming the hard heat he can feel beneath his underpants. He rubs at him slowly, his mouth moving across his chest. This is Jesper's favorite place to be. He loves the heat and adrenaline and the sound of a moan, he likes to unravel his partners until they're hot messes.
Jesper slides down Wilhelm's body, his tongue taking a second to playfully lick at each of his nipples, before he is pressing his mouth against Wilhem's stomach and trail down to where his pants are still on and he's straining against them. He leans to the side so he can pull Wilhelm's pants off and drop them to the floor. He decides to go for broke and press his mouth against the hard line of him underneath the underpants. He licks at the fabric in a not even close subtle way, mouthing over the length of him.
"Can I?" Gray eyes flicker up to Wilhelm from where he is currently, fully planning on taking them off with teeth once giving permission, but he does need permission. "Let me make you feel good. I'm very good with my mouth." As if that would be any surprise at this point. Jesper's in his element, he's oozing confidence and temptation.
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Date: 2022-11-14 01:19 am (UTC)Wilhelm reacts beautifully and purposely moves his hand down in invitation and Jesper laughs into his neck. "I'm definitely in danger, sweetheart." He slides his hand under Wilhelm's pants as soon as Wilhelm unzips them, palming the hard heat he can feel beneath his underpants. He rubs at him slowly, his mouth moving across his chest. This is Jesper's favorite place to be. He loves the heat and adrenaline and the sound of a moan, he likes to unravel his partners until they're hot messes.
Jesper slides down Wilhelm's body, his tongue taking a second to playfully lick at each of his nipples, before he is pressing his mouth against Wilhem's stomach and trail down to where his pants are still on and he's straining against them. He leans to the side so he can pull Wilhelm's pants off and drop them to the floor. He decides to go for broke and press his mouth against the hard line of him underneath the underpants. He licks at the fabric in a not even close subtle way, mouthing over the length of him.
"Can I?" Gray eyes flicker up to Wilhelm from where he is currently, fully planning on taking them off with teeth once giving permission, but he does need permission. "Let me make you feel good. I'm very good with my mouth." As if that would be any surprise at this point. Jesper's in his element, he's oozing confidence and temptation.