Kaz Brekker (
everymonstrousthing) wrote2016-08-26 12:33 am
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Kaz lets Jesper lead the way. It isn't the first time that he's been in Jesper's apartment but it's the first time without Inej, and that makes everything different. Once he's inside, he shrugs out of his jacket, leaves himself in his shirtsleeves, looks down at his gloves for a long, long time. Irritated, he passes one hand back through his hair and lowers himself down onto the couch.
"Not too late to turn me out onto the street, Jesper."
"Not too late to turn me out onto the street, Jesper."
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His breath catches and he finds himself smiling, in the middle of it all.
He nods.
"I knew that."
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Kaz smiling is better than a fat win at the tables because it's more rare and Jesper drops his head down to kiss him. He's got to enjoy the win while it lasts.
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It's a good kiss, in Kaz's limited experience, and he pushes it deeper, craving it like a man needs oxygen to keep from sinking under the surface and drowning.
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The slightly sharper shift of Jesper's hips, his cock, presses a sharper sound out of Kaz, muffled against Jesper's mouth.
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When Jesper finds his rhythm, it's harder, deeper than Kaz was expecting, and he feels like he's been pushed into cold water, like everything is sharp and new and clear. He can feel the pulsing heat of Jesper over him, inside him. He sobs out a breath.
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And maybe it is and maybe it isn't but, for right now, there's this and it's enough. Kaz tilts his head back against the pillow, giving Jesper room to kiss at his neck. His fingers curl around Jesper's biceps, squeezing.
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He finds that he likes the sound of his name on the tip of Jesper's tongue like that, soft and meant.
"M'right here," he mumbles.
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"I want to see you come," he says and it's stupid and obvious, unvarnished with dirty talk. He just does.
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"Won't take long," says Kaz, laughing breathlessly as he squirms, rocking up into the brush of Jesper's fingers, down onto the press of his cock. He swallows. "Fuck, Jes. C'mon."
On 10 September 2016 at 20:37, materialnik - DW Comment < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:
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"Talk to you like what?" asks Kaz, all wide eyed innocence for a moment before his eyelashes flicker, before his back arches and his mouth fall opens in a moan.
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"I'm..." he warns.
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"Do it," says Kaz, surprising himself with how much he wants it. He drops his own hand between them, curling his fingers over Jesper's, changing the rhythm of his hand, slightly, pushing himself closer and closer to an edge.
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"Saints, Kaz," he says against his mouth.
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"C'mon," mumbles Kax under his breath, flushed and squirming, his own breath coming hard and fast. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon."
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Kaz feels the moment that it happens, the sudden stutter of Jesper's hips and he whimpers, his own rhythm slipping for a moment, as he rocks up into Jesper's hand once, twice more and then comes, hot and sticky between their bodies.
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He can deal with it while he's still in the morning. He kisses Jesper again and lets out a shivering sigh.
"Saints, that was good."
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"I wanted it to be good," he says, breathless.
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"I'm going to need to shower," he says. He's not uncomfortable yet, not on edge, but it's only a matter of time. For now, he leans up, pressing a kiss to the corner of Jesper's mouth.
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