[ it'd be terribly embarrassing, after all the buildup tonight, to come undone just from this. he could, he thinks. he bites on the skin around his knuckle, barely stifling his sinful little moans around it, perhaps more vocal on purpose because it's driving his partner crazy at the same time. but he knows he has to be careful, to not lose control too much, to not just lay back and give in. what a disappointing night that would be. so he tries. but let it be known, he's trying very hard.
and Jayce isn't exactly making it easy. Viktor manages to keep his hips still as thick fingers drive into him over and over, though only just, the temptation to arch and roll upward to get more, more of that touch near burning. instead he waits, grasping Jayce's hair tight in his hand as he waits and lets his body adjust, waits until he's opened and ready. maddening a wait as it is. Viktor's not known for his patience. ]
Hahh-- Jayce, that's... that's enough. [ it might be, it might not be. but it needs to be, or this will be over far too quickly. ] O-On your back. Now.
[it's so easy to get lost in this. the noises Viktor makes, the little whines and whimpers he seems almost embarrassed by that trickle down Jayce's spine to curl at the base of it, settling there and spreading their heat.
it's the sharp order of now that snaps him back to the moment, and he nods breathlessly, easing his hand away.] Yeah -- yes.
[in a moment, he's up next to Viktor on the mattress, moving onto his back. his hands go to his pants to undo them but pauses, glancing over at his partner for guidance. for permission.] Do you want --
[ he needs a moment. Viktor can't help the shiver as Jayce's fingers slip out, empty and aching. Jayce lays down beside him, and Viktor pushes himself up on his elbows, breathing heavy as he waits for his vision to clear, for his heart to stop racing so hard it'll beat out of his chest. breathe. fuck. ]
You're an engineer, Jayce. [ dryly ] Figure out a way to fuck me with your pants on.
[ before Jayce has a moment to wonder if he's telling the truth, he smacks the back of his hand against Jayce's hip. ] Off.
[there's a split second when his brow furrows a little before Viktor swats at his hip and it surprises Jayce into a breathless sort of laugh. right, yes. finishing undressing and now staring at Viktor's open, panting mouth.
he fumbles a little with the fly and zipper but manages, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of both his pants and briefs so he can slide both down at once, lifting his hips a little as he does. it's a relief, working his pants down and off, but the undressing leaves him feeling a little vulnerable, a little nervous lying here next to Viktor completely naked. like his partner might decide he's undesirable in some way and dismiss him]
[ something about the momentary confusion, and the eagerness that follows, is incredibly endearing. Viktor keeps that to himself. ]
Look at you. [ which Viktor does, eyes roaming, dark skin and sweat and heat radiating from him. he can't help but touch, trailing his fingertips down Jayce's neck and his chest, down his abs, to the base of his cock. ] All ready and waiting for me.
[ his other hand grasps the oil bottle, turning it over and pouring what's left into his palm. ] You are, yes? Ready for me?
[Viktor's voice and the way he looks down at him reassures him, deeply. there's a longing there that he feels matches his own, something that puts heat behind the drag of Viktor's hands over his skin.
another one of those high pitched whines, and Jayce bites his lip, huffing a breath through his nose as he forces himself to stay still, despite the hand on his cock.] Yes -- gods yes, Viktor.
[ it's all so perfect. so much more so than his imagination in the middle of the night could've come up with. Viktor bites his bottom lip as he only slightly awkwardly crawls over Jayce's body, drunken haze making lifting his bad leg over Jayce's hips less smooth than he would've liked-- but he manages, maybe huffs a self-depreciating laugh to himself.
but he's here now, the perfect vantage point. and he watches the man underneath him, barely holding back from writhing, like he's ready to devour him. ]
You can touch me. [ he says it softly as his slicked fingers wrap around Jayce's cock, stroking slowly and spreading the oil around him. he takes his time, making sure they're both ready. ] If you want to.
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and Jayce isn't exactly making it easy. Viktor manages to keep his hips still as thick fingers drive into him over and over, though only just, the temptation to arch and roll upward to get more, more of that touch near burning. instead he waits, grasping Jayce's hair tight in his hand as he waits and lets his body adjust, waits until he's opened and ready. maddening a wait as it is. Viktor's not known for his patience. ]
Hahh-- Jayce, that's... that's enough. [ it might be, it might not be. but it needs to be, or this will be over far too quickly. ] O-On your back. Now.
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it's the sharp order of now that snaps him back to the moment, and he nods breathlessly, easing his hand away.] Yeah -- yes.
[in a moment, he's up next to Viktor on the mattress, moving onto his back. his hands go to his pants to undo them but pauses, glancing over at his partner for guidance. for permission.] Do you want --
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You're an engineer, Jayce. [ dryly ] Figure out a way to fuck me with your pants on.
[ before Jayce has a moment to wonder if he's telling the truth, he smacks the back of his hand against Jayce's hip. ] Off.
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he fumbles a little with the fly and zipper but manages, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of both his pants and briefs so he can slide both down at once, lifting his hips a little as he does. it's a relief, working his pants down and off, but the undressing leaves him feeling a little vulnerable, a little nervous lying here next to Viktor completely naked. like his partner might decide he's undesirable in some way and dismiss him]
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Look at you. [ which Viktor does, eyes roaming, dark skin and sweat and heat radiating from him. he can't help but touch, trailing his fingertips down Jayce's neck and his chest, down his abs, to the base of his cock. ] All ready and waiting for me.
[ his other hand grasps the oil bottle, turning it over and pouring what's left into his palm. ] You are, yes? Ready for me?
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another one of those high pitched whines, and Jayce bites his lip, huffing a breath through his nose as he forces himself to stay still, despite the hand on his cock.] Yes -- gods yes, Viktor.
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but he's here now, the perfect vantage point. and he watches the man underneath him, barely holding back from writhing, like he's ready to devour him. ]
You can touch me. [ he says it softly as his slicked fingers wrap around Jayce's cock, stroking slowly and spreading the oil around him. he takes his time, making sure they're both ready. ] If you want to.