Jervis fell loosely back upon the beds mattress. He was still costumed fully, except for his black top hat. That was on the floor, along with his cards and the mind control band. He did not need those contraptions right now.
Jonathan was still fully costumed as well, but in very few moments they would both be head-to-toe nude. Jon straightened his mask a bit before crawling on top of the hatters body and nuzzling into his neck.
The blonde one started to moan at the sudden feeling of teeth against his neck. Huh. Biting. Another fetish of the slender man. Jervis had no issue with it, however. It may have hurt a tad plenty of times, but it was what made Jonathan happy, and Jervis would not interfere with that.
"My Dear Scarecrow..." Jervis moaned out along with the other moans.
Jonathan had his gloved hands tightly gripped upon the hatters thighs. Their bodies were meshed together. They could feel each others hearts racing. He turned his head to the shorter's ear. Jervis shivered a tad at the feeling of straw and burlap on his cheek and temple.
"Hroo... Hraaa..." Jonathan whispered into Jervis' ear. "Fe Fi Fo Fum... I have fallen in looooooooove with an Englishman..."