Kurt huffs a fond, amused breath against Jean-Paul's lips at his comment, the lightness quickly taken over by the electricity and heat of their contact. Each of his partners is so different from one another; he relishes the feel of the French Canadian against him, his slim hips and the warm muscles underneath the fabric of his clothes.

He shifts slightly as they kiss, letting the hammock move until he's straddling Jean-Paul's hips.

"Du bist sehr schön," he breathes, thumbs drawing fans over Jean-Paul's cheeks.