"Oh you like that, do you?" Jesper smirks and pulls Sylvain's hair sharply just once, so he can get what he wants. He saw that reaction for what it was, and he is a fan himself, so he doesn't mind in the least. His gaze flickers between Sylvain's own eyes and then what he's doing to him. He does look at his back muscles ripple once, damn everything about him is so hot, but he is fixated on the show.

"Fuck, oh shit." He is forced to finally close his eyes, at least briefly, as the pleasure pushes through him intensely the lower Sylvain's mouth goes. He almost squirms underneath him and instead is left gasping, losing his cool. Jesper's fingers relax and start petting his hair instead. "Saints I can't wait to be in you again, love. You going to keep putting a good show on for me? I know you will."