Jesper puts his entire body and mind into sexual acts but especially in these last few seconds before instinct takes over and he sends the person flying into orbit. He can make it feel any number of ways, but with Wilhelm, the intention is completely mindless. To get him out of his mind and body and floating somewhere else, and when he thrusts up into his throat deep, Jesper knows he's gotten him past thought.
He swallows the moment his mouth fills and his hand on him goes slow instead, moving but only in gentle sweeping ways that are encouraging him to get it all out. Milking him through the orgasm and taking it all down easily, before he stops so he doesn't overstimulate him. Jesper only pulls off when he is certain Wilhelm is done and he places his hand on his thigh, rubbing it tenderly as if encouraging him to relax and come down at his own pace.
Jesper licks his lips and makes certain not a drop was spilled, sighing contently at a job well done, and his throat is a little raw thanks to those ending thrusts, which he likes. He slides up on the bed next to Wilhelm and props himself on an elbow, letting gray eyes slide over his bare flushed body and to his face. It is always worth getting a good look at the damage he's done.
He reaches over to take Wilhelm's hand away from his mouth and kisses the fingertips. "So pretty," he murmurs, wanting to admire him.
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Date: 2022-11-21 01:52 am (UTC)He swallows the moment his mouth fills and his hand on him goes slow instead, moving but only in gentle sweeping ways that are encouraging him to get it all out. Milking him through the orgasm and taking it all down easily, before he stops so he doesn't overstimulate him. Jesper only pulls off when he is certain Wilhelm is done and he places his hand on his thigh, rubbing it tenderly as if encouraging him to relax and come down at his own pace.
Jesper licks his lips and makes certain not a drop was spilled, sighing contently at a job well done, and his throat is a little raw thanks to those ending thrusts, which he likes. He slides up on the bed next to Wilhelm and props himself on an elbow, letting gray eyes slide over his bare flushed body and to his face. It is always worth getting a good look at the damage he's done.
He reaches over to take Wilhelm's hand away from his mouth and kisses the fingertips. "So pretty," he murmurs, wanting to admire him.