Saints. Jesper had thought, for once, that he might have the upper hand. Now Kaz is sprawled there, naked and touching himself and Jesper briefly forgets to think anything.
"Well," he says, breath still catching. "If you've got things well in hand, I guess you don't need me to do anything for you. Or to you."
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Date: 2016-09-18 07:33 pm (UTC)"Well," he says, breath still catching. "If you've got things well in hand, I guess you don't need me to do anything for you. Or to you."