It is very rare that Jesper talking sultry in the bedroom leads to a screeching halt in someone's comfort, so he is genuinely startled for a moment. He does know some people don't like dirty talk or it embarrasses them, but Kell's reaction is confusing. Not confusing enough it makes him move or anything, but he does tilt his head curiously.

"Hey." Jesper cups Kell's face in his hands firmly. Getting his attention, distracting him from whatever is spiraling in his mind. He is very good at making people listen to him. "It is happening to you. I want you. All you have to do is want me back." He can make this incredibly simple and if that is what Kell needs, fine. As if he minds in the least, he can get this back on track.

"Follow my lead, Kell. You won't regret it, I promise." Jesper smiles and he kisses him then, not at all slow and sweet, dirty and thorough, consuming right off the bat. If he has to get him so lustful again that he can't worry, he is absolutely capable of that. Jesper decides to be forward and moves up to outright climb onto Kell's lap, straddling him with his long legs and moving his hands over his bare torso.

Jesper pulls his own shirt off and leans in close, pressing their bodies against each other, hoping that the distraction of warm skin will fix this problem.