Jesper Fahey (
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Smart men are always looking for loopholes.
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.

[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
WHAT: Catch-all for October
WHERE: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
WHEN: Throughout October (may add event things)
WARNINGS: Nothing right now.
[ooc: feel free to wildcard below or ask me for a custom starter on plurk]
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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.
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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."
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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."
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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."