He could drink in this version of Kaz, the one that had heretofore only existed in the sweeter of Jesper's fantasies. He'd always expected, if anything did come of this, that it would be a rough thing with Kaz's hand on his throat but this is...well, Kaz looks on the verge of swooning.

Jesper pulls back enough that Kaz can stand on his own and starts walking backward to the bedroom.