[ Jesper is only tight because he wants to be and he proves that when Sylvain goes deeper inside of him by purposely clenching tighter around him, a smirk on his face that shows he knows exactly what he's doing. He waits until Sylvain's sunk in and moving in him to hook his legs more intentionally around his hips, flexing them to hold him locked in. He encourages him to thrust with squeezes of his legs and he is easily out of breath, glad that Sylvain isn't going easy on him.

He leans up into the kiss and sucks on his tongue, fingers curling in Sylvain's hair and then jerking his head back with his grip, grinning. ]

Mmm, we're going to have hours, darling. Hours and days and weeks and months.

[ He tugs Sylvain's head down to take another hungry kiss from him, biting on his lip. Jesper doesn't even think about this in terms of limitations. It wouldn't occur to him that this would be a one night thing. Why would it? Jesper likes to keep his lovers, first times can be fantastic, but twentieth times even more so. Perhaps he shouldn't assume that it would be welcome, but he also doesn't think like that. He feels it, he wants it, he says it. ]

Though you really need to stop playing around and fuck me.