Oh I can't wait for Jeremy to realize that he doesn't need to forfeit his own desires and boundaries in the bedroom with Jean because Jean loves him as he is. He isn't an inconvenience, a body to be used only to be discarded immediately after.
Jean turning the tables on Jeremy's trauma-instilled need to be of service, to be the perfect vessel so that he can feel useful and wanted for once.
Jean laying him out on the bed, giving in to his own hunger as he also gives himself permission to actually have this—have Jeremy, on Jean's own terms, with Jean in control and revelling in it, revelling in all the choices he now has—and telling him, "Let me. I've got you. Let me explore you."
Jeremy feeling wanted and cherished for the first time. Not because of the things he can do for Jean, the ways he can be of service to him, but because of who he is; he is Jeremy and he is enough for Jean. He's perfect for Jean.