"That's because you don't relax into the music enough!" This is a conversation they've had every time Jesper gets him to dance, which is as frequently as he can get away with it. He likes sweeping Koby off his feet and doing romantic things to please him. It might have been decades since they saw one another, but they fall into easy patterns without any pause between them.

Jesper has become quite the artist over the centuries. He was very good at designing his fashion, sketching clothes and fantasies of things he had in mind, and they're in intricate detail these days. He started painting whatever came to his mind. He can alter anything with his fingers in the paint, not needing a brush due to his natural powers.

"Well I'm glad to remind you." He steps behind Koby and puts his arms around his waist, offering up a drink he conjures. It's Koby's favorite, Jesper never forgets the details. He leans down to kiss his neck, nuzzling there. "I missed your smell." The scent of him is so familiar. "I'm glad you came back. I had a huge Koby-shaped hole."