Jesper goes with the tip and falls onto his back on the mattress. He stretches out like a very satisfied cat, his muscles feeling loose and his body warm. Nothing like a great orgasm to remind him that life isn't so bad after all. He smiles and leans his head back so Sylvain can kiss all along his jaw and settle however he likes.

"I know, but feel free to remind me." Jesper may be having a rough month, but his confidence when it comes to this part of his life is unshakeable. He is a sexual master. That's just the truth. Not to discount Sylvain's own skill and incredible sexiness though. "You are perfect yourself. Ugh, the way you looked, mmm." He is going to absolutely be thinking about this when he's daydreaming. Sylvain's body on display, his face slack with pleasure. Better than fantasy.

"Sex is the best kind of distraction there is." He knows that from experience. He runs his fingers through Sylvain's lovely red hair. "You better rest up, sweetheart." Jesper grins at him, his eyelashes partly hiding his eyes. "I plan on fucking the sadness out of us again soon."