It's okay, we were late for our own first date. Unless we count the hot springs. Which I haven't been.

[ His smile lingers as he watches Jesper's movements, aching fondness a warm light in amber eyes. Bending his head forward to give Jesper whatever room he wants to play, he brushes his fingertips over the man's lips as he presses kisses to the weapon-calloused skin there.

He lets the reputation bit drop, because that is something he's actively tried to leave behind him in the past year. And Jesper has helped with that far more than he'll ever realize. Just by being himself.

Besides. He'd much rather focus on the present.

His lover deserves all his focus, after all.

Jesper's words get another quiet hum from him before he bends forward again and nips lightly at the curve of his throat. ]

Let's not see how much you need to use before you hit that point, alright? Especially because there's no need to push yourself that far.