[he's not sure if this is the best or worst decision he could have possibly made. they could have possibly made, since Viktor had agreed to it. encouraged it, even, asking jayce to ask about his wants. his turn-ons.
and it's not like he hasn't thought about this before, the times when viktor was out looking for someone and jayce had to pretend like his brain wasn't screaming just pick me at him the whole conversation.
he'd worn his usual worn grey tee to bed and once Viktor had said yes, had thrown on whatever pants were closest on top of that. his hair looks like he's been in the forge all day, and his stubble is making its usual end-of-day appearance, but by the gods he's here.
here, turning the key in Viktor's door and stepping in quickly, like one of them might change their mind if he doesn't move fast enough. he can see the pale curve of Viktor's shoulder where the shirt has fallen off it and he leans hard against the closed door, breath catching]
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and it's not like he hasn't thought about this before, the times when viktor was out looking for someone and jayce had to pretend like his brain wasn't screaming just pick me at him the whole conversation.
he'd worn his usual worn grey tee to bed and once Viktor had said yes, had thrown on whatever pants were closest on top of that. his hair looks like he's been in the forge all day, and his stubble is making its usual end-of-day appearance, but by the gods he's here.
here, turning the key in Viktor's door and stepping in quickly, like one of them might change their mind if he doesn't move fast enough. he can see the pale curve of Viktor's shoulder where the shirt has fallen off it and he leans hard against the closed door, breath catching]
Fuck. Hi. You look --