Jesper's confidence and experience will guide them through this with ease. Kell is remarkably good at following these subtle orders, hearing what he's saying and reacting to it accordingly, and his eagerness is an aphrodisiac in itself. He's needed this. That is why Kell is the obvious choice when there is one, because no one else does he feel entirely comfortable with asking this from. Their interests lined up. He's had a rough mental few months, being fucked thoroughly will help.

When Kell spanks him he groans so loudly people in the next domain can probably hear him. Jesper grits his teeth and wiggles his ass at him again, physically demanding more. He's glad that he introduced this into their play last time because this touch of pain when he's so hard is priceless. "Yes, give it to me, I've been good." So far he's been good at least.

The grip on his hair causes his head to jerk back and it causes a graceful dip in his back with his ass up high and his hair forcing him into that angle. Which is exactly what he wanted. He pants as Kell takes advantage of him and touches him, but he cries out when he hits his prostate head on. Jesper is a wild desperate thing after that, whimpering and pushing back into Kell's thrusts, needing more.

Kell relentlessly gives it to him and the sensation is far beyond what he can handle. He has to save his breath to suck in air between moans so he can't give his dirty talk, just pushing his cock into Kell's hand until he gets overwhelmed. He comes with a shout, oversensitive but still pushing into that touch to wring out every drop.

"Thank you, Kell." He whispers as he settles into that beautiful state of bliss and he smiles, letting Kell continue to pound him into a second release if he wants. "Honey, I could fuck you all day here, but I want you inside my cabin. You promised to desecrate all of it." He's been dreaming about that.