"You know I never let those marks leave me." Jesper wears them proudly. Maybe with mixed company he doesn't, out of respect for their sensibilities, but they're there under illusions. He grips Kaz's thighs and flips them, teleporting them right in time for him to drop his husband back onto the bed in Jesper's room. Technically all three of them have their own rooms, in case of private needs with other people or to do their own things. Jesper's is covered in paintings and sketches of fashion, half of it taken up by a closet of endless clothes.
"Was that a suggestion or a request?" He says with a mischievous grin. Jesper still has his abilities so he simply vanishes Kaz's remaining clothes, turning them into nothing more than threads that he can remake later. He takes his time because Jesper likes to torment his lover and take advantage of every bit of skin he can get his mouth on. Sometimes he gets so hungry he can't wait another minute though. He's not there yet. His mouth travels down Kaz's neck and to his torso, licking his nipples again and sucking on them until they're hard.
Jesper goes down and down until he's kissing each of Kaz's hips and into the soft skin between his hips and the prize he wants. He can feel the heat radiating off his husband and no matter how many times they do this, he loves the feel of him. He proves exactly that by nuzzling his cock and smelling him, breathing in his hot flesh, intentionally not touching him more than that. His mouth is right next to it and yet he doesn't turn that tiny amount of space to put his lips on Kaz.
"Did you want something, Kaz?" Jesper smiles and the movement of his lips does barely brush his lips into Kaz's cock, but he does nothing more than that for now. He does love to make him beg. He encourages Kaz's legs apart and calls a particularly good lube he made himself, one that stimulates in a nice tingly way all on its own. Technically they don't need prep as they're gods, but it's fun all on its own.
Kaz/Jesper from the event NSFW
Date: 2024-05-10 05:53 pm (UTC)"You know I never let those marks leave me." Jesper wears them proudly. Maybe with mixed company he doesn't, out of respect for their sensibilities, but they're there under illusions. He grips Kaz's thighs and flips them, teleporting them right in time for him to drop his husband back onto the bed in Jesper's room. Technically all three of them have their own rooms, in case of private needs with other people or to do their own things. Jesper's is covered in paintings and sketches of fashion, half of it taken up by a closet of endless clothes.
"Was that a suggestion or a request?" He says with a mischievous grin. Jesper still has his abilities so he simply vanishes Kaz's remaining clothes, turning them into nothing more than threads that he can remake later. He takes his time because Jesper likes to torment his lover and take advantage of every bit of skin he can get his mouth on. Sometimes he gets so hungry he can't wait another minute though. He's not there yet. His mouth travels down Kaz's neck and to his torso, licking his nipples again and sucking on them until they're hard.
Jesper goes down and down until he's kissing each of Kaz's hips and into the soft skin between his hips and the prize he wants. He can feel the heat radiating off his husband and no matter how many times they do this, he loves the feel of him. He proves exactly that by nuzzling his cock and smelling him, breathing in his hot flesh, intentionally not touching him more than that. His mouth is right next to it and yet he doesn't turn that tiny amount of space to put his lips on Kaz.
"Did you want something, Kaz?" Jesper smiles and the movement of his lips does barely brush his lips into Kaz's cock, but he does nothing more than that for now. He does love to make him beg. He encourages Kaz's legs apart and calls a particularly good lube he made himself, one that stimulates in a nice tingly way all on its own. Technically they don't need prep as they're gods, but it's fun all on its own.