I want to. [Maybe it comes out a little too eagerly, but he can't help the way his fingers are already fumbling with straps and buckles.] I told you. There's no part of you I don't want to touch. To kiss, if you'll let me.
I just need -- [Right, he shrugs out of his own shirt before slipping his hands under the leather of Viktor's brace as it's removed, moaning softly at the feeling of warm, sweatslick skin there.] Beautiful. You're beautiful.
[Viktor let out a low moan when Jayce's hands trailed over red marks where hard leather dug into pale skin all day, head dropping against his partner's shoulder as tension drained out of a thin frame.]
Could I? [It's a little breathless and a lot needy, and his hands slide down to Viktor's ass while he mentally does a few quick calculations.] I could pick you up right now, if you put your legs around my waist.
[Viktor hummed softly in thought--then pressed in close with his arms around Jayce's neck to catch him in a slow, lingering kiss. Both because he wanted to marvel at how easily they fit together like a set of matching cogs in a machine, and to quiet the sounds of discomfort at changing his position. It took a little effort, but he settled his legs around his partner's waist, pulling back only far enough to leave a playful bite against his throat.]
...would never allow this from anyone else, you know. Only you--it has only ever been you.
[Mel had been wonderful; a good friend, and a great comfort during some incredibly difficult times in his life. But it was friendship with some added intimacy, the emotions were entirely different.
Everything with Viktor is different. They work so damned well together he can't imagine them apart. Like now, when Viktor is winding around him and Jayce carefully grips the back of his thighs to lift him, standing and taking a step towards their shared bed.] It could only ever be you.
Though gods Viktor, I won't be able to get us to the damned bed if you bite my neck like that.
I won't drop you, but I might bump us into a table. [He keeps one arm tight around Viktor's waist, the other wrapped around his back so he can sink his fingers into his partner's hair, welcoming and encouraging the kiss.]
[Jayce swears under his breath and ends up leaning Viktor against a wall to try and fix him with a stern look. Which lasts all of a moment before he's laughing and kissing him again.]
That depends. [It's his turn, now, to nuzzle and nip at Viktor's neck, settling on a place around his collarbone to leave one of those requested bruises.] Is me wanting to press you against a wall most of the time a problem?
Ah- [The attention to Viktor's collarbone drew out a soft moan, fingers curling tightly in his partner's hair.] Please, gods--it's not, it is decidedly not a problem...
You say that now, but what if it gets in the way of work? [It's said with a smirk against Viktor's shoulder, fingers pressing harder against where he's gripping him, mouthing at the mark he left. Janna's mercy, this is good. The physical aspects, of course, but also the relief of being able to say everything he's wanted to say to Viktor for so long. All the sweet, silly comments he's had to hold back.]
Yeah? Regret it like how? [Though even as he says that, he is moving them away from the wall and towards the bed, already impatient himself and wanting to spread Viktor out sooner rather than later]
I think you will find I can be very patient when it serves my purposes, Jayce. And I might just remember this for next time. You will only have yourself to blame if I should decide to take all the time in the world with you.
Hmm, sounds terrible. [It's said with sarcasm, even though he knows what absolute torture it would be if Viktor did follow through with his threats.
But he sets him on the bed and moves over him with a dopey, utterly lovesick sort of smile, dusting sweet kisses here and there against his skin.] I really, really loved being able to dance with you, tonight.
[Viktor filed that thought away for later, letting out a softly appreciative hum and stroking a hand through his partner's hair. His, and no one else's.]
...wanted to do that for so long. It was wonderful, Jayce, thank you.
[All of him has always and will always belong to Viktor. In all timelines, in all possibilities.
He braces his arms against the mattress, framing Viktor's face with them so they can trade kisses like this.] I'll dance with you any time you want. You just have to ask.
Mm...I've something else in mind right now, I think.
[If that was somehow too subtle, the arms snaking around Jayce's neck to tug him down into an insistent, devouring kiss certainly was not. Neither was Viktor hooking his good leg around the other man's waist.]
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[Which came out more as a soft admission than flirting, Viktor's hands a little steadier as he unfastened the brace in much more practiced motions.]
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...still don't believe you.
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...would never allow this from anyone else, you know. Only you--it has only ever been you.
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Everything with Viktor is different. They work so damned well together he can't imagine them apart. Like now, when Viktor is winding around him and Jayce carefully grips the back of his thighs to lift him, standing and taking a step towards their shared bed.] It could only ever be you.
Though gods Viktor, I won't be able to get us to the damned bed if you bite my neck like that.
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[And yet, somehow, not a dealbreaker. Though he did lighten up just a little, pressing a kiss to the same spot he'd bitten as if in apology.]
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Helluva time to pressure test me, you know.
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You're a menace, do you know that?
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If you continue teasing me, I will find a way to make you regret it.
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But he sets him on the bed and moves over him with a dopey, utterly lovesick sort of smile, dusting sweet kisses here and there against his skin.] I really, really loved being able to dance with you, tonight.
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...wanted to do that for so long. It was wonderful, Jayce, thank you.
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He braces his arms against the mattress, framing Viktor's face with them so they can trade kisses like this.] I'll dance with you any time you want. You just have to ask.
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[If that was somehow too subtle, the arms snaking around Jayce's neck to tug him down into an insistent, devouring kiss certainly was not. Neither was Viktor hooking his good leg around the other man's waist.]