Sylvain would like to thoroughly endorse this kind of relationship. Even if his experience with such is tragically slim. He's more than happy to give it a try, however, and Jesper can make anything tempting, he'd wager. And while he's smirking at that slap to his ass in repayment for his teasing, when fingers press into him he gives a breathless little groan - only drawn out when those long slender fingers wrap around his cock and start to stroke him at the same time.

He falls forward to brace on his hands over Jesper's torso, face flushing with arousal as his eyes slam shut and he bites his lower lip at the dual sensations. His cock had already been hard but he feels pleasure spark along his nerves at those sure touches. He doesn't want easy, and he rocks back into that stretch with a wanton moan, muscles clenching tight about the intrusion.

"I'll do my best, but it's your own fault for being so damn distracting."