Kell is back to being damn near starving for this and Jesper is happy to oblige. Whatever his experience level, it seems like it's been awhile since he really let himself loose. He'll take that as a compliment and also as a challenge. Better make it worth it. Jesper loves when his partners are loud, he loves when they moan and catch their breath, it fills him with pride and his own hunger.
Jesper licks each nipple until they're hard and then suckles on them, his mouth moving down in a very clear direction until he gets to the top of Kell's pants. He smiles up at him and then has to sit up. "Move up on the bed more." He wants him to be comfortable and it also gives Jesper the time to shuck off the rest of his clothes. There is nothing shy or hesitant about him, he is as casual naked as he is closed, and there's no reason for him to second-guess.
He waits until Kell does that so he can come back over to him to divest Kell of his remaining clothes, tossing them to the side, he'll be able to find them easily later at least. Jesper isn't satisfied until all of that perfect pale skin is exposed to him and he licks his lips. "Beautiful," he murmurs, completely genuine. Kell is gorgeous. He forwardly encourages Kell's legs to spread so he can slide back between them and get back to his plan.
"Do you want my mouth on you?" Jesper presses kisses down until his lips have touched everywhere but Kell's hardness, a tease of a tongue against the base but he is intentionally not going further. He nuzzles at him, gray eyes nearly silver in lust, looking up toward him. "I want a yes." He smirks. "A please wouldn't hurt." The problem with talking before was giving Kell too many options to angst over. This is direct in comparison.
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Jesper licks each nipple until they're hard and then suckles on them, his mouth moving down in a very clear direction until he gets to the top of Kell's pants. He smiles up at him and then has to sit up. "Move up on the bed more." He wants him to be comfortable and it also gives Jesper the time to shuck off the rest of his clothes. There is nothing shy or hesitant about him, he is as casual naked as he is closed, and there's no reason for him to second-guess.
He waits until Kell does that so he can come back over to him to divest Kell of his remaining clothes, tossing them to the side, he'll be able to find them easily later at least. Jesper isn't satisfied until all of that perfect pale skin is exposed to him and he licks his lips. "Beautiful," he murmurs, completely genuine. Kell is gorgeous. He forwardly encourages Kell's legs to spread so he can slide back between them and get back to his plan.
"Do you want my mouth on you?" Jesper presses kisses down until his lips have touched everywhere but Kell's hardness, a tease of a tongue against the base but he is intentionally not going further. He nuzzles at him, gray eyes nearly silver in lust, looking up toward him. "I want a yes." He smirks. "A please wouldn't hurt." The problem with talking before was giving Kell too many options to angst over. This is direct in comparison.