everymonstrousthing | (no subject)

It's late. It's very, very late. And he has no idea what he's doing. He has no idea what he's doing.

He's not drunk - a little, maybe, but not enough to actually blame it. He's been at the club all day, finishing repairing the damage that he'd wrought with his cane. He'd thought about going home, but his apartment doesn't feel like home anymore, because home was on the tenth floor, with windows that opened onto the roof.

And what he is is lonely. And he's found something for that - not a cure. But a distraction.

And maybe it isn't fair. But what about life is?

He knocks on Jesper's door and then leans against the wall and waits.

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materialnik

He smudges a kiss along Kaz's stomach, just above his navel and then just beneath. "Everything I am is risk."

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everymonstrousthing

He can guess where Jesper is headed and his breath catches, a little bit, at the thought of it.

"You never did think things through."

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materialnik

"You count on it," Jesper says, nuzzling into the faint trail of hair that wisps over Kaz's belly. "You capitalize on it."

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everymonstrousthing

"I do," says Kaz lifting his hips slightly. His cock is taking notice of the gentle attention and he flushes faintly, lifting his head so that he can look down at Jesper. "I did."

He still is though, isn't he? A little. Here. Now.

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materialnik

Jesper hums into Kaz's skin, dropping a kiss along the shaft now, and doesn't say anything. Even Kaz has to know that Jesper's not that hopeless, that he knows Kaz still is. He's just choosing to be all right with it.

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everymonstrousthing

He's almost unbelievably sensitive under the brush of Jesper's lips and he focuses, turns his not inconsiderable will to the task of staying still under Jesper's ministrations.

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materialnik

Jesper smiles, knowing full well that he's skilled at this, skilled enough to torture Kaz if he wants. Jesper teases at him with little patterns at the end of his tongue, mapping the sensitive skin.

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everymonstrousthing

He can't keep a coherent thought in his head while Jesper's doing that to him with his mouth. He can't focus. He lifts his hips a little, gasping when his cock brushes Jesper's lips.

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materialnik

It's a strange thing to see Kaz Brekker in any way undone and Jesper loves it just a little. He teases at the slit before properly taking the head into his mouth, watching Kaz.

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everymonstrousthing

Jesper is better at this than Inej was, but that makes sense - with how much it must have cost Inej to be with him like this. His breath catches like that. He tries not to hold them in the same thought in his head.

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materialnik

He's not Inej. He can never be Inej or mean what she meant to Kaz. But he is good at this and he sinks his head down a little further, still denying Kaz the full extent of his mouth, but teasing it.

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everymonstrousthing

Kaz lets himself gets lost in it in the slide of Jesper's mouth, the tease of it.

"Please," he says. It slips out softly, like a prayer.

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materialnik

Jesper raises his eyes to Kaz, looking up at him through his eyelashes in a way he'd been told made him look both angelic and wanton. He's trying for it now as he sinks his head down on Kaz as far as he can.

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everymonstrousthing

There is no way on earth or in the saint-filled Heavens that Kaz could have been prepared for a look like that. He moans, his head falling back against the pillow as the warm wet heat of Jesper's mouth slides over the full length of his cock.

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materialnik

Jesper can't smile, his mouth stretched around Kaz the way it is, but it's evident in his eyes as he bobs his head a little. His jaw relaxes to ease the motion, a hand moving up Kaz's body.

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everymonstrousthing

Kaz finds himself fascinated, his head lifted to watch Jesper's mouth slide up and down the length of his cock. He whimpers. He's not going to laugh. He can feel it.

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materialnik

With his long limbs, it's easy for Jesper's hand to make his way up to Kaz's chest. It doesn't quite tickle but the gesture doesn't land either, not until he presses a thumb over Kaz's nipple, teasing it the way he did before with his tongue.

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everymonstrousthing

"Ah!"

The sound that Kaz makes is raw, sharp, sudden. His back arches. "Jes, I can't..."

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materialnik

Good, he thinks. Jesper teases with his thumb a little more firmly now, eyes flicking up so that Kaz can look down and know it's deliberate.

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everymonstrousthing

He can't hold onto it. He can't keep a handle on it, not with Jesper working him over like that. He whimpers right before he comes, his hips trembling.

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materialnik

Jesper pulls back, stroking Kaz through it as come hits his lips. He can feel it slipping down but he doesn't hurry to wipe off his mouth and chin. He's preoccupied in watching Kaz.

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everymonstrousthing

It's one of the filthiest things he's ever seen - he was never one who visited the girls - and he doesn't really know what to do with that. He moans. He doesn't know the words to describe how beautiful Jesper looks right then.

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materialnik

Jesper sits up a little when Kaz finishes, wiping off his face where he can't reach with his tongue. It's not his favorite taste in the world but he can see how it rivets Kaz and he wants to keep his eyes on him.

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everymonstrousthing

Kaz's eyelashes flutter as he gets himself under control. He finds he can't look at Jesper without flushing faintly, the memory of come splashed on his dark skin.

"Fuck, Jes," he breathes.

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materialnik

"We have," Jesper says, smile unfurling. Shuffling back up the bed, he lays alongside Kaz and palms himself casually. "You looked..." He's never seen Kaz's face like that. He loves it.