[ Sylvain has long thought himself far past the stage of blushing - he honestly can’t remember the last time it happened. Compliments and flattery rarely brought it on after all. But Jesper’s earnest expression of intending to enjoy all this again?
That means more than all the pretty words and flattery he could ever think of. He can feel the tips of his ears redden and he’s a little relieved when Jesper flips them, hoping the movement will give him time to hide the way his skin has flushed slightly.
He can blame it on the breathless groan he makes as Jesper shifts above him now, his hands sliding over sensitive flesh. Yeah, he’s at the brink of oversensitive, too, but he does nothing to stop Jesper’s wandering hands, or the delicious tightness of his body around him, above him. ]
You’re not planning on getting us arrested, are you? Do they have rules about that I need to be worried about here? Otherwise, sure. [ He smirks, rocking his hips up tauntingly. ] I’ll fuck you against any surface you like. Or beg you to fuck me, I guess. That works, too.
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That means more than all the pretty words and flattery he could ever think of. He can feel the tips of his ears redden and he’s a little relieved when Jesper flips them, hoping the movement will give him time to hide the way his skin has flushed slightly.
He can blame it on the breathless groan he makes as Jesper shifts above him now, his hands sliding over sensitive flesh. Yeah, he’s at the brink of oversensitive, too, but he does nothing to stop Jesper’s wandering hands, or the delicious tightness of his body around him, above him. ]
You’re not planning on getting us arrested, are you? Do they have rules about that I need to be worried about here? Otherwise, sure. [ He smirks, rocking his hips up tauntingly. ] I’ll fuck you against any surface you like. Or beg you to fuck me, I guess. That works, too.