Then he's on his back looking up at Jesper with wide eyes, as if he didn't expect him to do something. He shudders, reveling in Jesper's expression, eagerly returning the kiss, arms moving to wrap around his neck to draw him closer. Sure it's going to impede whatever plans that he had, but Wylan wanted to kiss him. Wants to savor each moment. Wants to just-- he just wants. There's longing in each kiss, in the slight gasp for breath as they part, and he carefully drags his nails down Jesper's neck.
He doesn't want to take his time getting to where he's taken apart.
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Then he's on his back looking up at Jesper with wide eyes, as if he didn't expect him to do something. He shudders, reveling in Jesper's expression, eagerly returning the kiss, arms moving to wrap around his neck to draw him closer. Sure it's going to impede whatever plans that he had, but Wylan wanted to kiss him. Wants to savor each moment. Wants to just-- he just wants. There's longing in each kiss, in the slight gasp for breath as they part, and he carefully drags his nails down Jesper's neck.
He doesn't want to take his time getting to where he's taken apart.