Weak kisses in the morning in bed, when they're barely awake.
Wesper pls 🥺👉👈
Thank you, Lou! I have some very soft Wesper for you
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“Mhh”, Wylan grumbled when he felt the blanket slipping away, so he quickly reached out a hand to pull it back up. It was cold outside and still dark, no need to get up right now, especially when he was still tired, and there was a warm body pressed against his back, one arm slung around his middle to hold him tight.
“You alright?” Jesper’s voice was quiet in the darkness of the room, gravelly from sleep, and Wylan knew that he wasn’t completely awake as well.
“Yeah, just a bit cold.” That alone prompted Jesper to pull Wylan even closer, press his nose against the back of his neck. Goosebumps spread from the spot where Wylan’s nose touched him - the good kind of goosebumps, not from the cold, but from how good it felt. “Get some more sleep.”
“Mhh don’t know if I can.” Jesper’s voice was vibrating against Wylan’s skin, making him shiver ever so slightly. “Gotta warm you up again.” His hand slipped beneath Wylan’s sleep shirt, fanning out over his stomach, drawing circles into his skin with his thumb. Jesper’s lips replaced his nose, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his neck.
“You’re already doing that.” Wylan sighed softly, his eyes drifting shut again. To be quite honest, he couldn’t really tell how late it was, if it was still night time or early morning. Most days, Ketterdam stayed quite dark, especially in winter, but since they had no appointments today, they could stay in bed as long as they wanted. “You’re a whole furnace.”
“Is this your way of telling me that I’m hot?” Jesper murmured against Wylan’s shoulder, and he could hear and feel the smile in his voice, before another kiss was pressed against his shirt-clad shoulder.
“Well, that’s not a secret.” Opening his eyes again so they could adjust to the darkness in the room, Wylan carefully turned around in Jesper’s arms, throwing his leg over Jesper’s to be even closer to him. His right hand found its way on Jesper’s belly, thumb slowly stroking back and forth while he reached his left one up to cup the back of his head. “But you’re also warming me up pretty nicely.” Slowly, he stroked his thumb right behind Jesper’s ear, beneath it, then back up, repeating the motion, because he knew how much Jesper enjoyed this. It had an almost calming effect on him, not that he needed it right now, but the deep sigh that fell from his lips was music to Wylan’s ears.
“Good. Can’t let you freeze,” Jesper mumbled, still with a smile on his lips. There was something else he wanted to do, though, something better than talking, and so he brushed his lips over Wylan’s. Just a soft, short kiss, nothing more, but enough to warm him up from the inside. Both of them actually.
Jesper’s hand slipped onto his back, further upwards and between his shoulder blades, feeling his sleep warm skin. With the other hand, he slowly carded through Wylan’s curls, before tracing his fingertips along the shell of his ear, his neck, to his shoulder. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling into the next kiss Wylan bestowed upon him. There was no heat behind them, neither of them initiating anything more for once, just the simple act of kissing each other. Languid, lazy, weak kisses that still managed to make Jesper’s heart beat a little faster, because he loved the man in his arms so much.
At one point, Wylan only managed to kiss the corner of Jesper’s lips, then his cheek, and Jesper wasn’t sure whether it was on purpose or not, but when Wylan’s head lulled a little against his own, he couldn’t stop himself from chuckling.
“Get some more sleep, darling.”
“Mhm.” A weak attempt to protest on Wylan’s part. Jesper ignored this more or less, hugged him tighter yet again and turned onto his back, pulling Wylan half on top of himself so that his head was laying on Jesper’s chest. There was no sign of protest anymore, quite the contrary, when Wylan pressed even more against him, his own hand halfway tucked beneath his head.
Jesper watched him for a moment before he lifted his head to place a gentle kiss on Wylan’s hair. Sometimes, he couldn’t believe how lucky he was, but this wasn’t some kind of dream anymore. When he woke up - properly woke up - Wylan would still be there.
