Like most of my first dates, I've been counting it since sex.
[ As if Jesper's really been on a date that wasn't sex. Maybe he has here and there, in the early stages of 'will they/won't they' but most of the time, it's involved sex. He is who he is and he's not ashamed of that, but he does think it's funny and brings it up. He's a passionate guy.
He nips playfully at Sylvain's fingertips and tilts his head so he can have more access to his throat. As if he'll ever say no to that. Sylvain's insane body is such a good cushion for him. Jesper sighs and is quiet for a few moments, something nearly unheard of from him. Even during sex, as Sylvain knows, he's incredibly vocal. ]
It's important to me, updating the inn. It's my home.
[ It's why the Crows have yet to leave it, they see it too clearly as their home, the place they want to be. Leaving just wouldn't work out. Maybe if he was entirely alone he would struggle with staying there, but he isn't (yet) so he clings to the familiar. ]
The Crow Club was always it before and I guess I've officially started shifting doors of where I considered home.
[ Which is complicated, because in a way it feels like giving up going back, too. Or maybe accepting that he isn't in any hurry to. Maybe he's not as neutral as he thought he was.]
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[ As if Jesper's really been on a date that wasn't sex. Maybe he has here and there, in the early stages of 'will they/won't they' but most of the time, it's involved sex. He is who he is and he's not ashamed of that, but he does think it's funny and brings it up. He's a passionate guy.
He nips playfully at Sylvain's fingertips and tilts his head so he can have more access to his throat. As if he'll ever say no to that. Sylvain's insane body is such a good cushion for him. Jesper sighs and is quiet for a few moments, something nearly unheard of from him. Even during sex, as Sylvain knows, he's incredibly vocal. ]
It's important to me, updating the inn. It's my home.
[ It's why the Crows have yet to leave it, they see it too clearly as their home, the place they want to be. Leaving just wouldn't work out. Maybe if he was entirely alone he would struggle with staying there, but he isn't (yet) so he clings to the familiar. ]
The Crow Club was always it before and I guess I've officially started shifting doors of where I considered home.
[ Which is complicated, because in a way it feels like giving up going back, too. Or maybe accepting that he isn't in any hurry to. Maybe he's not as neutral as he thought he was.]