"Normally I'd assume you're saying it because you're insanely hard right now, but I know better." As if Kaz would ever say any words that he doesn't mean, especially ones that mean so much to them. But Jesper's glad they've shared their hearts with each other, it makes every step to this place easier for them. The absolute trust and devotion they have for one another is the only reason that Kaz will be able to drop his guard with Jesper later. This erotic step gets them in close quarters while turned on, a new step.
"Saints, look at you, listen to you, you're going to kill me." Kaz's sounds are enough to drive a man mad. He thought a groan was enough but the high pitched sound when Kaz really starts to touch himself is agonizing. Jesper can't help but think about how Kaz will sound when he's fucking Jesper or vice versa, how many sweet and sexual sounds Jesper can wring out of him before he's done.
It's also appealing to watch Kaz enjoy himself, knowing he feels safe with Jesper to be this vulnerable. He doesn't get to enjoy himself nearly enough. Jesper already guessed that Kaz restricted what he needed and deserved, but that's fine, he plans on spending the rest of their lives giving the man orgasms. He never thought that it would be sexual to have someone rubbing his ankle like they're rubbing his cock, but it's working for him.
"We're going to make up for it. I'm going to make you come every day, sweetheart. And I want you to touch yourself when I'm not around, I want you to learn what feels good for you." Jesper is not kidding, if it's up to him, he wants to see Kaz relaxed from delirious pleasure every day or whenever Kaz will let him. He needs to feel comfortable in his body if he's going to ever let Jesper into his body, so it's all a part of the process.
"Watch me, okay? I want you to do this to yourself and pretend it's me." Jesper waits until he's looking and strokes slowly and thoroughly, from the base through to the tip, really touch all parts of his cock and the sensitive nerve endings. He curls his finger along the underside of the head and swears under his breath, knowing how good it's about to feel when he rubs the tip with his thumb. Precum drips off him as he watches Kaz's face.
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"Saints, look at you, listen to you, you're going to kill me." Kaz's sounds are enough to drive a man mad. He thought a groan was enough but the high pitched sound when Kaz really starts to touch himself is agonizing. Jesper can't help but think about how Kaz will sound when he's fucking Jesper or vice versa, how many sweet and sexual sounds Jesper can wring out of him before he's done.
It's also appealing to watch Kaz enjoy himself, knowing he feels safe with Jesper to be this vulnerable. He doesn't get to enjoy himself nearly enough. Jesper already guessed that Kaz restricted what he needed and deserved, but that's fine, he plans on spending the rest of their lives giving the man orgasms. He never thought that it would be sexual to have someone rubbing his ankle like they're rubbing his cock, but it's working for him.
"We're going to make up for it. I'm going to make you come every day, sweetheart. And I want you to touch yourself when I'm not around, I want you to learn what feels good for you." Jesper is not kidding, if it's up to him, he wants to see Kaz relaxed from delirious pleasure every day or whenever Kaz will let him. He needs to feel comfortable in his body if he's going to ever let Jesper into his body, so it's all a part of the process.
"Watch me, okay? I want you to do this to yourself and pretend it's me." Jesper waits until he's looking and strokes slowly and thoroughly, from the base through to the tip, really touch all parts of his cock and the sensitive nerve endings. He curls his finger along the underside of the head and swears under his breath, knowing how good it's about to feel when he rubs the tip with his thumb. Precum drips off him as he watches Kaz's face.