[ Sylvain’s skin is flushed and a breathless moan works its way free as he stretches Jesper the rest of the way on his cock. He’s so tight around him that Sylvain’s a little worried but the noises Jesper is making makes it obvious that none of this is too much for him.

He feels those legs hook around behind him and he rocks a little deeper, a little rougher, changing up the angle of his next thrust as his hands slide to Jesper’s hips and yank him closer, sinking deep as he holds the other man’s gaze, his own dark and hungry. ]

I’ve got you. [ He repeats his earlier words, lips forming them against Jesper’s mouth before he kisses him deep once more. But the tone he calls his name with has him chuckling and thrusting deep again. ]

Not quite begging yet, but it will do for a start. You’re the gorgeous one here, Jesper. I could watch you like this for hours.