Thing is, Kell is not a virgin. He had his share of fun times while growing up. More or less awkward. More or less actually pleasant. Some he even remembers fondly. Then, there was Lila. It's more a question of character. Of what he lets himself to want or do. This has been a severely limited list for such a long time. With the most of what he truly wanted off the list entirely. It will be difficult to ditch the habit. He's barely even aware of it now.
But Kell's definitely not shy or timid, when he finally lets himself do things. Once he does, he doesn't feel the need to hold back, so yes, that makes him quite expressive in his reactions. The kiss works wonders. Jesper soon has Kell kissing back with renewed fervour. As if they never stopped.
Then there are many things Kell doesn't know about himself. Like the startled gasp he makes when Jesper all but falls down on him, cornering him like he did at the door. A gasp that quickly turns into another moan. Nigh impossible to say if it's the denied kiss, the friction, or Jesper's lips on his neck, that has drawn it, and a quick stream of its successors.
Kell throws his head back, eyes shuts, as he exposes more of his throat for Jesper to devour. Arching his chest up into the sensation of Jesper's tongue on his quickly hardening nipples. His hips into the teasing hand. There can be little doubt what Jesper's touch does to him.
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Date: 2023-01-08 05:43 am (UTC)But Kell's definitely not shy or timid, when he finally lets himself do things. Once he does, he doesn't feel the need to hold back, so yes, that makes him quite expressive in his reactions. The kiss works wonders. Jesper soon has Kell kissing back with renewed fervour. As if they never stopped.
Then there are many things Kell doesn't know about himself. Like the startled gasp he makes when Jesper all but falls down on him, cornering him like he did at the door. A gasp that quickly turns into another moan. Nigh impossible to say if it's the denied kiss, the friction, or Jesper's lips on his neck, that has drawn it, and a quick stream of its successors.
Kell throws his head back, eyes shuts, as he exposes more of his throat for Jesper to devour. Arching his chest up into the sensation of Jesper's tongue on his quickly hardening nipples. His hips into the teasing hand. There can be little doubt what Jesper's touch does to him.