Jesper has, and never will have, any qualms with Wylan wanting to kiss him. The eagerness is endearing in its own right, and an utter turn on in others. He hums approvingly into the kiss, thumb brushing against Wylan's cheek.

He keeps their foreheads pressed together as he breaks for air, a lopsided little grin on his face. "You're eager this morning." he mumbles softly, elated; it's always good to know you're wanted, in every sense of the word.