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.]
[Jayce's next noise is a little surprised, but Viktor has always been very certain of what he wants, and unafraid to show it. So Jayce shifts his stance to brace a hand against the mattress, his other hand gripping the back of Viktor's thigh with an encouraging noise, opening his mouth to him eagerly.]
[Distantly, it registered that Jayce's hand just about fit around his entire thigh, which quickly put many indecent thoughts in Viktor's head. His mouth fell open with a soft moan, breaking away only far enough to bite and kiss a trail along Jayce's throat instead.]
Please-...if you're sure, if you really want this, I'm yours any way you'll have me.
[It's something he's wanted for who knows how long now. A decade, perhaps? Doesn't matter, because he can have it now. They can have it now.
He goes as slowly as either of them can handle, as gently as he can manage. Not careful, because Viktor doesn't need that, but tender, and filled with soft praise and sweet kisses pressed to Viktor's mouth, his jaw, his neck, anywhere his mouth can reach. His hands wander, gripping greedily at his partner, holding him as close as he can.
Afterwards, he wraps Viktor in his arms, pressing kisses to his hair and murmuring nonsense as he catches his breath.]
[He hadn't been totally sure what he'd expected--maybe a little rough treatment would have been nice, but a bit silly to think Jayce of all people would have done as much without being explicitly asked, least of all now. But it was just as good, he concluded, to be treated as something delicate rather than fragile; every breath of his own coming out in the kind of soft encouragement and praise he knew his partner liked.]
[Which he would still be doing after the fact, curling into his chest and mumbling half-dazed endearments half in his own native dialect.]
...you're perfect. Don't know what I did to deserve you.
Mm. [He does so love hearing Viktor speaking Zaunite to him, even if he only understands the odd word here and there. Jayce strokes his fingers through Viktor's hair, making contented noises as Viktor settles against his chest.]
I wouldn't say I'm perfect. What I am, though, is yours.
I think I've loved you since that first night in Heimerdinger's lab. But it took me a little while longer than that to realize it. I don't think it was any particular thing that made me realize it, just... you at the chalkboard, like you were every day. Lecturing me about some equation I'd fumbled, like you always did. And it hit me: oh Janna's mercy, I really love this man.
[While he rambles, he takes Viktor's scaled hand from where it is on his waist, lifting it to toy with his fingers and press kisses to his palm.]
[Viktor laughed softly under the affectionate touches to his hand, a breathless little ehehe as he nuzzled into Jayce's shoulder in some semblance of embarrassment.]
It...was the same for me. I fell for you the moment I saw you floating across from me on the ceiling. But I do not think I realized it fully until we began working together in earnest. You made a perfect space for me to stand beside you, rather than a step behind. You... [He trailed off briefly, other arm tightening around his waist.]
...I felt a sense of safety with you that I rarely had before.
That's all I want, you beside me, always. There will always be a space there for you, I promise. [He pauses, turning Viktor's hand over in his. Slotting his fingers together to study the way Jayce's skin looks against Viktor's scales. It's not quite as frightening to him, now.]
Can I tell you something? Something we were talking about, in the market. When you asked me why I was upset.
It's not difficult. Or -- it was, but it isn't anymore. [Another kiss, this time to Viktor's fingertips, before he turns his gaze onto Viktor's face.]
The Shimmer did help you, but it also... it augmented you. Shifted you, I guess. [He hates to use the word mutated, because it wasn't necessarily a negative thing. Or maybe it was, he didn't know.] This hand, and your right leg, they were a bluish purple colour, when I -- when I found you, after the attack.
The places where there are scales now, that's what the Shimmer affected. It just startled me, to make that connection. But it isn't a bad thing. It's still you, still a part of you, and that makes it something beautiful.
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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.]
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Please-...if you're sure, if you really want this, I'm yours any way you'll have me.
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He goes as slowly as either of them can handle, as gently as he can manage. Not careful, because Viktor doesn't need that, but tender, and filled with soft praise and sweet kisses pressed to Viktor's mouth, his jaw, his neck, anywhere his mouth can reach. His hands wander, gripping greedily at his partner, holding him as close as he can.
Afterwards, he wraps Viktor in his arms, pressing kisses to his hair and murmuring nonsense as he catches his breath.]
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[Which he would still be doing after the fact, curling into his chest and mumbling half-dazed endearments half in his own native dialect.]
...you're perfect. Don't know what I did to deserve you.
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I wouldn't say I'm perfect. What I am, though, is yours.
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[He hummed softly, arms slipping around the other man's waist as he pressed closer.]
...I love you. I always have.
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[While he rambles, he takes Viktor's scaled hand from where it is on his waist, lifting it to toy with his fingers and press kisses to his palm.]
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It...was the same for me. I fell for you the moment I saw you floating across from me on the ceiling. But I do not think I realized it fully until we began working together in earnest. You made a perfect space for me to stand beside you, rather than a step behind. You... [He trailed off briefly, other arm tightening around his waist.]
...I felt a sense of safety with you that I rarely had before.
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Can I tell you something? Something we were talking about, in the market. When you asked me why I was upset.
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It's alright. Whatever it is...this is where I belong. I do not intend to leave, no matter how difficult things may become.
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The Shimmer did help you, but it also... it augmented you. Shifted you, I guess. [He hates to use the word mutated, because it wasn't necessarily a negative thing. Or maybe it was, he didn't know.] This hand, and your right leg, they were a bluish purple colour, when I -- when I found you, after the attack.
The places where there are scales now, that's what the Shimmer affected. It just startled me, to make that connection. But it isn't a bad thing. It's still you, still a part of you, and that makes it something beautiful.
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