Kell thought Jesper is very handsome the moment he saw him in the banquet hall. But that's a clear understatement. He considers many Summoned handsome. Many indeed are. You'd have to look far to find someone who is not good-looking.
But few are 'I want to know how his lips taste' kind of handsome like Jesper is. Dark skin, bright eyes. Beautiful. Totally Kell's type. No wonder he was so eager to be seduced by him. Still, it is far from enough to faithfully depict how Jesper looks now, when Kell is fucking him so hard he half-worries he might break his beautiful lover in two. Jesper glows. There's no other way to describe it.
Kell has rarely seen anyone so obviously, shamelessly, enjoying not being pleasured and worshipped, but degraded, used and denied satisfaction. And he loves every single part of what he sees. Jesper's answers not only with word, but with his whole body. His every plea leaving Kell breathless, his mind blank, only desire raging through his veins like an unstoppable firestorm. His own response is a wordless more. He wants more of this gorgeous man writhing under him. He wants to fuck him into oblivion, break him and then build him back again.
Kell leans down for another kiss. Not vicious and brutal like before, but slow and delicate.
"That was very pretty," he murmurs against Jesper's lips. "I will grant you your wish, and since I am feeling extra generous, I will even let you come as I do it."
Kell does not wait for an answer, but lets himself finally flood Jesper with his release; a long moan ripping from his lips as he comes. The pleasure of it almost knocking him off. He loosens his grip on Jesper's cock, dragging his fingers up, stroking its whole length from the base to the head in long, sensuous motions, paying special attention to its most sensitive parts.
He wants Jesper to come while he's still shooting into him, filling him up. His own orgasm rocking his body in spasms. It's so unbearably hot that he wonders if he won't end getting hard again right after they finish. No matter how dizzy and overwhelmed it all makes him feel. Craves to do exactly what Jesper's begged him for, to fuck him the whole night. Don't stop until they're both too exhausted to even lift a finger.
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Date: 2023-01-23 07:57 pm (UTC)But few are 'I want to know how his lips taste' kind of handsome like Jesper is. Dark skin, bright eyes. Beautiful. Totally Kell's type. No wonder he was so eager to be seduced by him.
Still, it is far from enough to faithfully depict how Jesper looks now, when Kell is fucking him so hard he half-worries he might break his beautiful lover in two. Jesper glows. There's no other way to describe it.
Kell has rarely seen anyone so obviously, shamelessly, enjoying not being pleasured and worshipped, but degraded, used and denied satisfaction. And he loves every single part of what he sees. Jesper's answers not only with word, but with his whole body. His every plea leaving Kell breathless, his mind blank, only desire raging through his veins like an unstoppable firestorm. His own response is a wordless more. He wants more of this gorgeous man writhing under him. He wants to fuck him into oblivion, break him and then build him back again.
Kell leans down for another kiss. Not vicious and brutal like before, but slow and delicate.
"That was very pretty," he murmurs against Jesper's lips. "I will grant you your wish, and since I am feeling extra generous, I will even let you come as I do it."
Kell does not wait for an answer, but lets himself finally flood Jesper with his release; a long moan ripping from his lips as he comes. The pleasure of it almost knocking him off. He loosens his grip on Jesper's cock, dragging his fingers up, stroking its whole length from the base to the head in long, sensuous motions, paying special attention to its most sensitive parts.
He wants Jesper to come while he's still shooting into him, filling him up. His own orgasm rocking his body in spasms. It's so unbearably hot that he wonders if he won't end getting hard again right after they finish. No matter how dizzy and overwhelmed it all makes him feel.
Craves to do exactly what Jesper's begged him for, to fuck him the whole night. Don't stop until they're both too exhausted to even lift a finger.
And then do it again.