"Mmm, not into public sex, noted." Jesper is into just about anything. He honestly has yet to get pitched an idea that he wasn't down for trying. He would say he maybe has some favorites, and almost-caught sex is not on that list. It's a yes though. Fun for certain, thrilling, and absolutely magnificent when pulled off right. But he's not surprised in the least that Wilhelm is more modest about that. They are still learning each other and he likes that.

The way he nuzzles into Jesper's cock like a cat really does a number on him, it is very sex, how little he seems to mind. Jesper is very cloesly watching too, licking his lips as he sees some of his come paint over those soft cheeks. "Saints," is all he says as he watches that. Just picturesque in a very crude way.

"Yes, fuck, yes." Jesper's head tilts back for a moment as he gets overwhelmed with a rush of pure desire, the pleasure rolling off him. Wilhelm's mouth is hot and consuming and he digs his fingers into his hair just as he wants. "You're doing perfect, love, your mouth should be illegal." He shudders and manages to go up on an elbow so he can blatantly watch.

Seeing himself disappearing into Wilhelm's mouth, the look in his pretty eyes as he looks up for approval, Jesper smiles at him, suggestive and smooth. "You need this don't you, Wille?" His fingers tighten in his hair. "You want to get me off. Want me to spill between those perfect lips." He pushes up toward him just a little bit, not enough to gag him.

"Come on, pigeon. Make me see stars."