Kell was counting on Jesper having no shame, so lets himself get pulled into the kiss quite enthusiastically and responds with equal fervor, his free hand going down Jesper's lithe body to grip his ass. No sense of shame indeed. He can tell that Jesper needs this at least as much as he does. The mind melting heat to chase away all the bad memories that still lurk in the deep shadows.
Kell has no desire for lengthy preludes. He doesn't need much convincing to follow Jesper to the table. He did say he plans to fuck him on every surface in his cabin. They might as well start with the table outside. Kell doesn't even mind it's in full view of anyone that could potentially walk on them by simple act of visiting Jesper's domain at this particular moment. In fact, it adds to the allure. That on its own is incredible. Any other time, Kell would probably die of embarrassment barely for thinking about sex in public. Let alone having it. Here, as part of their play, he's all for it. Amazing what a little charade and a costume can do for a person's confidence.
Kell doesn't waste time shoving himself between Jesper's deliciously inviting legs, working his shirt open so he has more bare skin to devour, already kissing and sucking his way down Jesper's neck even before he has much access. His cane falls down into the soft grass forgotten. Kell lets go of it so he has both hands free to grope Jesper's ass, slide them up and down Jesper's thighs while he kisses him.
"You better do," he purrs into Jesper's ear, takes his time to catch soft earlobe between his teeth. Just a gentle bite before he continues. "You have been quite impossible earlier today." He slips a hand between them so he can undo Jesper's pants and pull them down. "I expect you to make it up to me for misbehaving like that." Please misbehave more, so he fuck you more often. Kell's own all too well-fitting trousers start feeling like a torture, his own cock making a pretty sizeable tent from the tight fabric. He presses his hips against Jesper's so his lover can feel exactly how glad he is to see him.
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Date: 2023-04-29 06:07 pm (UTC)Kell has no desire for lengthy preludes. He doesn't need much convincing to follow Jesper to the table. He did say he plans to fuck him on every surface in his cabin. They might as well start with the table outside. Kell doesn't even mind it's in full view of anyone that could potentially walk on them by simple act of visiting Jesper's domain at this particular moment. In fact, it adds to the allure. That on its own is incredible. Any other time, Kell would probably die of embarrassment barely for thinking about sex in public. Let alone having it. Here, as part of their play, he's all for it. Amazing what a little charade and a costume can do for a person's confidence.
Kell doesn't waste time shoving himself between Jesper's deliciously inviting legs, working his shirt open so he has more bare skin to devour, already kissing and sucking his way down Jesper's neck even before he has much access. His cane falls down into the soft grass forgotten. Kell lets go of it so he has both hands free to grope Jesper's ass, slide them up and down Jesper's thighs while he kisses him.
"You better do," he purrs into Jesper's ear, takes his time to catch soft earlobe between his teeth. Just a gentle bite before he continues. "You have been quite impossible earlier today." He slips a hand between them so he can undo Jesper's pants and pull them down. "I expect you to make it up to me for misbehaving like that." Please misbehave more, so he fuck you more often. Kell's own all too well-fitting trousers start feeling like a torture, his own cock making a pretty sizeable tent from the tight fabric. He presses his hips against Jesper's so his lover can feel exactly how glad he is to see him.