"Oooh, I bet there is. I've seen books full of naked people, apparently it's quite normal in some worlds." Yes of course Jesper's found porn! Well, someone told him about porn and then he got to see the porn. But only the ones on paper. The thing is, why would he look at that when he could have someone literally rocking on top of him? He's oversexed in the best possible sense. "But nothing as hot as you, darling." Nothing better than the real thing!

Jesper laughs at the wink and smirks up at him, his own hands wandering from Sylvain's thighs now that he has positioned him exactly where he wants to, running up his beautiful torso and scratching his nails back down it. "You minx, you can manage anything you like."

He may have started saying something else but Sylvain clenches and he immediately has to suck in air, a tumble of swears being muttered under his breath as Sylvain starts moving. Jesper watches him for a few seconds, his eyes a silver-gray when turned on, as turned on by looking as he is by feeling.

"That's right," he whispers, fixed on Sylvain's face. "Fuck yourself on me, sweetheart. Show me the way you like it." Jesper likes to get a real look at someone's style when it comes to this. He is in no hurry even if his cock might be a little bit in a hurry, pulsing from within Sylvain as the blood pumps through. He rocks his hips up sharply the next time Sylvain comes down just to go deeper and see what he does.