Kersen wasn't sure the last time he'd been kissed like this. He'd been timid when he got back from being trapped in that place, afraid of losing control, wanting to ease his way back into his life. Well, here he was jumping off the cliff back into it.

He slid a hand down and wrapped it firmly around Klaus' cock, wasting no time. He was naked, after all; consent felt firmly established.

Then he leaned in and whispered in Klaus' ear, "I'm over four hundred years old, would you like to see how much practice I have sucking cock?"