[And then Viktor calls him that, and Jayce is lost again. He looks at Viktor with wide, liquid amber eyes, mouth dropping open just a little.] Am I? Your sweet boy?
My good, perfect boy. [Spoken with a look that was a little less wicked for the gentle tenderness creeping into it. Teasing, but in a way that was wholeheartedly sincere.] Will you kiss me first?
[Jayce sighs something affirmative, sliding his hands over the insides of Viktor's thighs as he leans in to press their mouths together. Oh, he'll never get over that. Being Viktor's good, perfect boy. He's pretty sure he'd do just about anything to hear that.]
[Gods, he really made it too easy. But that was nice, in its own way. Viktor liked to be sure his partner knew how valued he was, and if that information made him melt faster than ice in a forge then that was just a bonus. He murmured wordless contentment into Jayce's mouth, tugging him even closer with hands curled into that loosened collar.]
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[Viktor pressed a soft kiss to the blossoming mark he'd left, hands wandering along Jayce's sides.]
I told you that you could focus, my sweet boy. You can do anything you want to me.
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