[ Jesper says on a moan when Sylvain's slick hand moves along his mostly neglected cock and he shivers as he touches his balls and starts to tease him. Sometimes Jesper doesn't mind being teased but he is definitely on the edge at the moment and wants to try to get him to move already. He plans on pushing toward that finger in a demanding way, but he is distracted by the threat that isn't a threat about tying him up, and his pupils dilate. That's how much he's into that idea. ]
Oh baby, you have no id---
[ The end of that sentence is unknown to him because Sylvain's finally sliding into him. Jesper relaxes almost immediately, there's no tension or need to go slowly, he is very down for this at all times. He can tell that Sylvain is being a little more forceful and he's so grateful for it, eagerly moving down into Sylvain's fingers. Since he is so easy it feels good right away, all he needs is more of it. He grips the sheets in his fingers and catches a breath, looking right at Sylvain with glowing hazy gray eyes. ]
Please, Sylvain, I don't need much, I promise, I like it rough.
[ That is an understatement. When he's in these moods he wants bedframe banging against the wall, bruises, bites, the ache that he'll feel for days, he is climbing up to that starving place. He is struggling to keep his hands where they are, wanting so much to reach out and pull him in, drive him crazy with his hands and mouth until all they can do is give in. He isn't allowed to do any of that so he has to entice with his looks and words, smooth as silk.]
Come on, you know you want to be inside of me. You know you want to make me scream.
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[ Jesper says on a moan when Sylvain's slick hand moves along his mostly neglected cock and he shivers as he touches his balls and starts to tease him. Sometimes Jesper doesn't mind being teased but he is definitely on the edge at the moment and wants to try to get him to move already. He plans on pushing toward that finger in a demanding way, but he is distracted by the threat that isn't a threat about tying him up, and his pupils dilate. That's how much he's into that idea. ]
Oh baby, you have no id---
[ The end of that sentence is unknown to him because Sylvain's finally sliding into him. Jesper relaxes almost immediately, there's no tension or need to go slowly, he is very down for this at all times. He can tell that Sylvain is being a little more forceful and he's so grateful for it, eagerly moving down into Sylvain's fingers. Since he is so easy it feels good right away, all he needs is more of it. He grips the sheets in his fingers and catches a breath, looking right at Sylvain with glowing hazy gray eyes. ]
Please, Sylvain, I don't need much, I promise, I like it rough.
[ That is an understatement. When he's in these moods he wants bedframe banging against the wall, bruises, bites, the ache that he'll feel for days, he is climbing up to that starving place. He is struggling to keep his hands where they are, wanting so much to reach out and pull him in, drive him crazy with his hands and mouth until all they can do is give in. He isn't allowed to do any of that so he has to entice with his looks and words, smooth as silk.]
Come on, you know you want to be inside of me. You know you want to make me scream.