"Damned right you're going to ride me, Sylvain." While some part of him (a very hungry and hard part of him) is dismayed at the loss of his mouth, Jesper tells himself to calm down because better things were coming along. He reaches over to the bedside, of course he keeps lube as close as he can in his own bedroom, and settles back on the bed with a smug smile.

"Get your pants off and come right here." He slaps his own flat stomach playfully so Sylvain knows where to sit. He needs to prepare him first but it'll be easier if he can sink down right after. "Giddy up, gorgeous." Jesper waggles his eyebrows, always someone happy to be playful in the bedroom.