Smart men are always looking for loopholes.

[itookashot]

WHO: Jesper Fahey and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for October
WHERE: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
WHEN: Throughout October (may add event things)
WARNINGS: Nothing right now.





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[itookashot]

"We're not in Ketterdam, love, and there's only a handful of us. We can't take it here unless we give them something they want first." And that is the kind of thing they don't want to do. Like join the army. Purposely put themselves in positions of authority. They've chosen not to do that. Cadens isn't like Ketterdam where everything was a criminal and merchant game, and it functioned well there, but not here.

"But I'm much less interested in their wants than my own now. That's always the danger of you being near to me. All I want is you." Jesper smiles and drops his head down to kiss Kaz's neck gently. He still is as gentle as he can with him, knowing that intimacy is difficult.

"And you've been doing so well, sweetheart. Letting me in." Jesper appreciates it because he knows how difficult it is. Kaz is fighting between his instincts and his desires and he gives into Jesper anyway. It's very sweet and appealing. He's never had to work this hard at seducing anyone; he can seduce someone within fifteen minutes of meeting him and he has done that. But Kaz is worth it.

"No, baby, not here." Jesper laughs. "Not on our precious maps. My bed, come on." They're in their own apartment so it's very easy to find a bed. He pushes Kaz back since he has to hop off the table and he wraps an arm around his waist, leading him to the room.

Jesper figures he can go first, he's a lot more confident, and it might make Kaz feel a little less nervous if he's fully dressed. He shuts and locks the door behind them and tugs him by the hand over to the bed. "We'll sit on either side so we can look." And not run the risk of touching by accident. Jesper would ordinarily do this side by side, or you know, ideally with his own hands and mouth, but he is considering every angle that would make this less scary for Kaz. He needs to feel safe in this bed, always.

"You can say no at any time, you remember that, don't you?" Consent is incredibly important to him, especially with Kaz, knowing how much they're stepping outside of his comfort zone. Jesper shrugs out of his shirt like it's nothing, all wiry strength and slim, smooth brown skin. He may be confident but he still wants Kaz to look at him. He wants Kaz to desire him. "Piece of clothing for clothing?" The deal is the deal. 1:1.

[bealufull]

"You and I both know there are ways. It would mean organizing the Summoned though and I suspect that's a nearly impossible task from the things I've seen. They can work well together but for one, for the sake of making our stake and claim?"

He shakes his head, not believing that.

"But much as I delight in talking about such things, it's not that time now."

No. Not when they're touching and talking and all they're sharing between them. Which maybe says a lot to Jesper about how much things have changed. How much Kaz Brekker has changed.

He lets himself be guided to the bedroom, one of the few times he doesn't take the lead. In this he knows it's Jesper that will lead and he trusts him in every way, with all of him. That he doesn't think there's any doubt of left at this time.

Kaz nods as Jesper sets things down in what they're going to do, but the truth of the matter is, he is not really focusing on anything but the man before him. Especially as the buttons open and material parts and there's the beautiful lean lines of the man he loves.

"I remember, Jesper, and I know you'll respect that."

He doesn't want to though. Dammit but he wants more, and he's hungry for it and that shows in his gaze as it rakes over Jesper. Though he knew that he needed more. He wanted more.

Drawing a slow, deep breath, he exhales as he starts to take off his shirt. Beneath he's pale and scared with dark ink on his bicep and his arm, revealing the newer tattoo on his shoulder when he turns. The one for Dirtyhands, commemorating it as he had the boy he'd been with the R.

He feels self conscious but tries not to show it. Jesper is lean and muscled, whereas he knows he's on the edge of being scrawny. Years of doing without, of living on spite and revenge.

[itookashot]

Jesper has to tell himself that some day he'll be able to touch Kaz everywhere, that years from now they will be amused remembering how every inch that grew between them had to be earned. All he has to be is patient. It's on his mind when Kaz takes off his shirt, when he can let his gray eyes travel over his smooth and scarred skin, and there is nothing he wants more than to touch him. To let his fingers gently run over the veins in his arm, over his chest and nipples, and he desires that.

"Saints, you're so pretty." Jesper does know that Kaz is self-conscious which is why he has no problem saying what he's thinking and meaning it. "I could look at you all day." Kaz is usually so careful about the way he appears, so letting himself go bare like this is a huge move. He doesn't think he's scrawny, he thinks he's lovely.

Jesper has been around Kaz once while naked and they were captured at the time, and he was horrified that he hadn't paid attention when he had the chance. Now he's excited about actually getting to look, not sneak a glance like that would have been. But he did say a piece for a piece so it's him now, taking off his shoes and socks first, so Kaz can get ready.

Jesper strips off the rest of his clothes and settles onto the bed, naked and confident, purposely trying to make himself an alluring picture for Kaz. He reaches over to open up his drawer so he can take out lubricant, considering they're going to be touching themselves, it seems like the right move. He starts things off right away by using some of it on his hand and wrapping it around himself.

"Take your clothes off," he says in a tone full of honey. "I already want to stroke myself just looking at you, Kaz. I've been doing it for years, thinking about you."

[bealufull]

Kaz's entire focus is on Jesper. Staring at him as if he's never seen him before, that he's possibly never going to see him again. Needing to hold on to that focus even as he sits to remove his low boots, his socks, fingers brushing along the bluish tinge of veins at his ankle.

His focus has forever been on keeping himself covered, on ensuring the only skin that shows is from high on his throat up that he's acutely aware of all that is showing now. Stark black ink on pale skin, the bluish whisper of veins along his skin, the stark lines of ribs, and soon to be seen, the sharp jut of his hip bones. His body is like his personality. All sharp and jagged.

He doesn't even realize he's holding his breath until Jesper speaks and the sound he makes is perhaps the most vulnerable sound he's ever made.

"Any other person," he says, rising to stand over where Jesper lays on the bed, staring at him as undoes the closure on his trousers. "And I would call you out on your bold lies."

But he's Jesper and he knows every word of it's the truth. Enough so that he draws a breath, almost shaky, and steps out of his trousers and under things and sets them aside. His tongue feels dry as he licks his lips, moving to sit on the end of the bed as he stares at Jesper.

Slowly taking in every inch of him even as he reaches out and strokes a pale hand along the strong curve of Jesper's calf. It's not exactly sexual but it feels so insanely intimate to Kaz that he aches from that simple touch, not able to hide how hard he is just from what they've shared so far.

"You are one of the most exquisite things I've ever known in my life, Jesper Fahey," he murmurs, his gaze lifting to Jesper's eyes. "I would burn down kingdoms to keep you."

Through and through he will forever be Kaz Brekker, even as he changes with their new life, and those words might not sound romantic to some, or even many, but from him he hopes Jesper knows how important it is to Kaz.

"I would leave the Barrel behind forever for you," he whispers.

[itookashot]

Jesper likes beautiful people but he finds perfection boring, and it's fine because no one really is. All these little details about Kaz he's starving to know about. He never got to learn until now. His eyes seem fixed on Kaz's body, darting every time a piece of skin is shown, absorbing his sharp angles and he looks so perfectly him. Jesper's mouth is dry from desire and he swallows hard when Kaz touches his calf. Trust Kaz to be able to get him painfully hard from the smallest of gestures.

His eyes stare right at Kaz's cock and he longs to touch it, to feel that hard and soft skin, and then to taste. His tongue flicks out to wet his lips because of that exact thought. Jesper's been good about not revealing too many details of what he wants to do to him, so as not to cause any pressure. They are taking this one step at a time and they're already well past what either of them probably expected.

His heated gaze flickers up to Kaz's face when he talks and it takes all of his control not to throw himself on top of Kaz at that last part. He wants to consume him, make him moan, and he shakily takes a breath in and out. "Here, love, slick yourself up." Jesper gives him the lube and tries to remember how to think. Long enough for them to get into this for real, before thinking becomes impossible.

"I would never ask you to leave the Barrel, Kaz, because I love you exactly as you are. I love everything about you." He shifts his calf against Kaz's touch but doesn't ask for more than that. He slides his hand up and down on himself, slowly, knowing how easy it would be to get too excited looking at a naked Kaz Brekker.

"I'm not lying. I would think about your voice rasping in my ear and touch myself just like this. When you'd smirk a certain way at me or give me a sharp order during a shift, that night I would fantasize about you. I'd come with your name on my tongue, every time." And Jesper would go to work and try to hide the open lust, the way his eyes would blow out in desire when Kaz set off reminders of his dreams. Everyone who paid attention knew about his crush on Kaz, it was pathetic.

Jesper curls his thumb on his wet tip and moans, dropping his head back against the wall for a moment, shivering. "Did you neglect touching yourself too? How often did you let yourself come?"

[bealufull]

As acutely attentive as Kaz is, he hadn't let himself truly take in each and every one of those clues. A mixture of uncertainty in the face of being unable to do anything about it and the need to maintain a position of control and power, and he hadn't let himself think about that darkness in Jesper's eyes, the beauty of the boy at his side, and had focused on all he had to be, the things he had to do, all he could have.

And somehow in being dragged to another world, literally kicking and fighting as he was dragged in wet and naked, and it had given everything he'd realized he'd given up. For nothing. There was nothing that was worth more than the way Jesper and Inej loved him... how much he loved them.

And all that Jesper is willing to do and how much he accepts of who Kaz is makes this moment something new and sweet and insanely sexy. Because Jesper isn't pushing for more, he doesn't ask for anything more than Kaz is able to give... and he knows where that line lies and that means so much to Kaz.

"I love you, Jesper. I should have said it sooner than this place but..."

He can't bring himself to stop staring at Jesper, even as he opens the bottle and pours some over his fingers. His gaze slides over the other man, taking in long lines and strong muscles, and unable to help but to become fixated at how skilled hands slid along his cock.

Those words though, they draw a groan from Kaz as he thinks about those moments, ones where he might have seen so much more but hadn't let himself.

Long, nimble fingers brush along the length of his own cock and the sound he makes is positively feral, wild and high pitched.

"Too much. I wouldn't..." He shakes his head, even as he curls his fingers around his cock and the words break off in a moan. His other hand tentatively stroking along Jesper's ankle almost in time with how his hand moves on his cock. "Never seemed the right time and people around and..." He groans Jesper's name softly.

[itookashot]

"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.

[bealufull]

Maybe this is absolutely everything Kaz has needed, and he's realizing in that moment why he's avoided it in many ways. There's absolutely no way for him to focus. There's no thoughts in his mind in that moment but Jesper and pleasure.

Even his fears and his past were distant thoughts.

Everything is so changed, and it's a realization of how far he'd come. Even in the year and months that he had been in their new world. Years of phobia, of hiding his skin away and keeping a distance between himself and everyone else.

Yet those boundaries between him and Jesper are gone, and if he hadn't truly been aware of that before he knew now as he stared at the beautiful and sensual man next to him. Jesper was Kaz's opposite, his mirror, the one that was all that Kaz wasn't. Outgoing. Friendly. Caring. Exquisite.

And in this moment absolutely in control and utterly sexier than Kaz is sure he can handle.

'And if I don't make time for it, then what?"

He can't help himself, his usual wicked and cruel way of putting distance into things, and yet he suspects he's going to listen, and explore, and teach himself what pleasure is given he's done all he can to block it from his life for as long as he could.

Of course, that challenge is for Jesper to give him more, and loving the thought of it. Just like this right now.

Licking suddenly dry lips as he runs his hand along the length of his own cock, aching already for more of the sensation. Finding his stark gaze shifting between the way Jesper's hand moves over his own cock and then up to the expression on his handsome face.

He finds himself utterly caught up in need and trying to think when his brain is most certainly short circuiting. But he does do what he's told without even thinking about it. Sliding his pale hand along his length, groaning in a deep rumble that is barely beneath vocalization.

"Jesper... please."

He's not even sure what he's asking for but he knows he need and wants more.

[itookashot]

This isn't what Jesper fantasized about when it came to them but it's better because it's real. It's really Kaz and him barely a few feet apart, taking pleasure in themselves and in each other's presence. Kaz was game for this much and he's given so much of himself to Jesper already. He may want more, but this is more, this is everything.

Kaz looks so good it should be illegal. All that beautiful skin of his just begging to be caressed and kissed, which he can't have, but he likes to look. The way he licks his lips! Rude. Jesper stares at him, lost in the sensations but also in the eroticism of the moment.

"You will make time for it. Because it feels so damned good." He sounds confident because he is. Now that Kaz has a taste for the ecstasy, and knows he can lust after someone while he touches himself, he'll be drawn to the feeling. Jesper knows this from personal experience.

"Oh fuck, yeah, baby, beg me." Jesper's breath starts coming out in pants as he strokes himself faster. "You can do it, love, faster, just like me." He can last a lot longer but he doesn't want to, not when his eyes are feasting and his body wants Kaz more than he can handle. He wants to see him though, it reminds him of that first time, pushing Kaz against a wall as he rutted into him. The way Kaz's face looked when it went slack with pleasure, so he holds out, as his desperation grows.

"Come, Kaz, please, let me see you, you're so beautiful."

[bealufull]

He can't deny that Jesper is right, it feels amazing. Even if the other man won't be there but that doesn't change he'll be hearing Jesper's voice in his head, telling him he should do this. All those years being the one in charge and there's something that is really leaving him softly panting in Jesper telling him what he is going to do and why.

His touch over his own length has him shivering but it's Jesper's voice that is so intoxicating that he knows he isn't going to make it. He hates that it's going to go so fast, but how can he help himself?

Staring at Kaz, his mouth hanging open as he strokes himself faster, thumb running over the head and he can't bite back a soft cry at the sensation as he rubs the precome over his cockhead.

"Jesper. Fuck. Baby," he moans, trembling as he can't bring himself to look away from Jesper, unwilling to look away. "I... I can't..."

He shakes his head and then his pale form goes tense, fisting the head of his cock as he comes. "Jesper." Whining his name softly, staring at him with his cheeks red and his hand still stroking over his cock, slower now as he shudders from the end of his release. "Please. Please."

[itookashot]

Jesper is a talker and that is a guarantee when it comes to the bedroom. He will talk someone's ear off and there have been times he's made someone come by words alone and a simple touch. He likes to hear it too, it gets his heart pounding. He's a full package type of guy, he wants to feel it on every level. Touch and taste, sound and sight.

Kaz's words and face, for example, are making him go crazy. The fact he does this so little and that he's enjoying it flushed and needy now that Jesper is there, it's significant. "Fuck," is all Jesper can groan when Kaz calls him baby and then his face goes red and he can see the sweat on him. He wants to lick it off, he wants to clean his cock off now that it's spurted on him, he wants to kiss him more than anything.

"I love you." He says it before he comes so it's all the more true because it's not in the throes of pleasure. But Kaz also already knows. His heart beats for him. He stops holding back and lets himself take what he needs, furiously beating off so he tumbles over the edge not that long after Kaz. Some day he'll teach him how to go slow, but damned if these early days aren't fast and insane. They're both too pent up.

He bends his head back and gasps in air, his own skin flushed and a smile on his face, getting lost in it. Jesper can lazily reach and telekinetically pull a towel toward them to wash up, but first he puts his hand out to Kaz, gray eyes hazy.

"Put some of you on my hand. I want a taste."