[ He gives a breathless chuckle when Jesper's head thuds back against the door behind him, taking a moment to catch his own breath. His own eyes are dark and hooded as he smiles, having thoroughly enjoyed the slide of Jesper's hands over his torso, already craving more of that. And to be able to return the favor in turn.

His smirk only deepens at that demand, nipping at Jesper's lower lip before pulling back just enough to start unbuttoning the plain white shirt he wears, shrugging out of that and the deep blue jacket he often wears here these days. ]

If I had more where this one came from, I might take you up on that dare, just because it sounds exceedingly hot. But it's also a very one-sided demand here and I think you're wearing too much, as well.