Oh, I'm certain you could. [Jesper would almost pay to watch him try. Either Wylan would be a flustered mess, or he'd get that determined look of concentration on his face--and either would be a winning sight in Jesper's book.
As Wylan collapses back on the bed, he follows, propping himself as he leans over him.] And? What conclusion have you come to?
[He smells of alcohol but the conversation was enough to say that he was at least sober. He wasn't acting a fool more than he normally does. Wylan grins wide before he reaches up to pull Jesper down into a kiss.]
Maybe, I think you should find the right position to be in. [He whispers against his lips.]
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As Wylan collapses back on the bed, he follows, propping himself as he leans over him.] And? What conclusion have you come to?
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[He smells of alcohol but the conversation was enough to say that he was at least sober. He wasn't acting a fool more than he normally does. Wylan grins wide before he reaches up to pull Jesper down into a kiss.]
Maybe, I think you should find the right position to be in. [He whispers against his lips.]