Jesper is easy to get lost in. Sinking into the kiss, Wilhelm sways into his touch. His back arches to meet the heat of those hands gliding all over him, goading him to take Jesper in greedy handfuls in return. Following the line of Jesper's inner thigh to its apex, he palms the front of his trousers to find the shape of his stiffening cock as he climbs into his lap.
All hazy sighs and soft smiles under the persuasion of Jesper's hands, he lifts his arms to allow him to pull his loose-fitting shirt off. The moment it's gone, he loops his arms around Jesper's shoulders, fingers fanning up his neck and plunging into his hair.
"I know," he breathes into his ear, dangling a kiss from the lobe. "You're always good to me, Jes."
For once, he's not thinking about Simon at all. It's easier now to close the door on those memories that once comprised the whole of his sexual experience. He's not mourning that he's kissed other boys more times than he ever got to kiss Simon either. He's left his melancholia out in the cold night air to shiver alone. As Wilhelm rolls his hips down onto Jesper and spills a sigh against his temple, he's thinking only about the boy who's keeping him warm right now.
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All hazy sighs and soft smiles under the persuasion of Jesper's hands, he lifts his arms to allow him to pull his loose-fitting shirt off. The moment it's gone, he loops his arms around Jesper's shoulders, fingers fanning up his neck and plunging into his hair.
"I know," he breathes into his ear, dangling a kiss from the lobe. "You're always good to me, Jes."
For once, he's not thinking about Simon at all. It's easier now to close the door on those memories that once comprised the whole of his sexual experience. He's not mourning that he's kissed other boys more times than he ever got to kiss Simon either. He's left his melancholia out in the cold night air to shiver alone. As Wilhelm rolls his hips down onto Jesper and spills a sigh against his temple, he's thinking only about the boy who's keeping him warm right now.