[it's everything he's wanted. everything he's spent countless lonely nights dreaming about, face buried in his pillow as he grinds desperately into his mattress, his partner's name on his lips.
and now here he is, Viktor's fingers tangled in his hair and tugging at him, that sweet little pout and fuck the way he tries to push closer. the way his name sounds as Viktor whines almost undoes him, but he's quick enough to obey. one warm hand wraps around the base of Viktor's cock, trembling even as he tries to hold him steady, and Jayce licks a broad stripe up the shaft with a moan that borders on pornographic]
[ Viktor tips his head back against the pillow, lets his eyes close. the sound that escapes his lips is just as sinful, sounds only Jayce can pull from him and no one else, low and drawn out like he's being filmed for it. it's just a tease for now, a taste of what's to follow, but enough of a fantasy fulfillment to send tingles down his spine. ]
Yes, Jayce, just like that... [ he presses his feet flat against the bed beneath him as best he can manage, bending his knees, legs spread wider so Jayce can be even closer. he twists and tugs Jayce's hair between his fingers. the man seems intent on driving Viktor mad. he wouldn't mind at all. ] So good for me, Jayce...
[perfect. Viktor is so perfect it makes Jayce ache and tremble, rolling his hips against the mattress with a needy whimper. gods he can see all of Viktor like this, and he wishes he could get his hands or his mouth on all of him at once.
for now, he settles for taking his partner into his mouth, moving slowly, savouring him. it's been a little while since his done this, but he's determined. he takes as much of Viktor in as he can manage and holds him there, letting himself get used to the sensation, then pulling back again and taking a breath before starts the process over. a little deeper each time, working his throat open, all the while whining and groaning around the shape of Viktor.]
Ohh... [ what makes it all that much sweeter is how much Jayce is affected, just by this. just the simple act of pleasing, that's all it takes, and Jayce is whimpering around him and rutting against his sheets. he can hear him. he can feel him. he peeks one eye open for a moment to catch a glimpse, the vision between his legs something beautiful.
but only a brief moment, the hot wet mouth around him too much. Viktors head rolls back against the pillow again and he groans, one hand leaving Jayce's hair to grasp at the sheets under him. he shivers, whispers the other man's name again. whatever amount of experience or lack thereof there might be, it's still Jayce, still the man he's wanted between his legs for far longer than can be considered healthy. ]
[for one small moment their gazes meet and it's beyond electric. a shudder runs through him and his fingers dig into the mattress. once he's able to pry his hand off the sheets, his touch wanders. now dragging blunt nails over the bruise on Viktor's hip, now sliding a palm over his thigh.
then, daringly, he shifts his touch up higher, between Viktor's thighs, fingertips brushing against his entrance and Jayce hums at the heat there.]
[ Jayce looks up at him, so needy and eager to please him. it's doing terrible things to his ego, having such a beautiful man between his legs, so skilled with his mouth around him, wandering hands all over him. all of it just for him, at least just for tonight, and however many nights in the future he dreams about this.
many nights, he thinks, as those hands wander further. Viktor bites his bottom lip, purrs, fingers curling tight in the sheets under him. he's very promptly reminded about something, and that hand leaves the sheets to reach under the pillow beneath him, fumbling around, and eventually tossing a small (notably near empty) bottle that smacks Jayce's elbow on the way down. ]
[Jayce pulls off with a wet noise when the bottle hits him, taking a few deep breaths while his brain tries to pull back together enough to work out the connection between his gesture and Viktor's.
once the idea lands, he looks back up at Viktor with wide, too-bright eyes, lips parted and slick, and the question he asks is as breathless as it is eager] Can I?
[ it's unfair, really. Viktor throws the bottle of oil at him, the one on his bed within reach specifically for one purpose, the implication of permission granted clear as day. and Jayce still looks up at him to ask, with those same eager pup eyes of his, because he's still so cautious of the rules set and wary of being a disappointment. incredibly rude of him. ]
You've been so good for me. [ Viktor's voice is shaky, breathless and on edge. he reaches out to grasp Jayce's chin, his thumb gently rubbing under his bottom lip. ] Do you want to?
Yes. [his lip bobs against Viktor's thumb when he answers, and he's absolutely certain he could be completely content just sitting with Viktor holding his chin like this, telling him he's good.
he's torn, honestly, unable to decide which he wants more -- to be inside Viktor or to have Viktor inside him. but it's easy, isn't it? because Viktor's in charge.] However you want me, I'm yours.
[ there are so many options. so many possibilities. so many fantasies and lonely late night scenarios he could fulfill right here, right now. his head's spinning. which is a shame. ]
Come here. [ he tugs gently on Jayce's chin to bring the man closer, guiding him up until he's almost close enough to kiss him. he won't - those are the rules, after all - but close. ] I'll tell you what we're going to do.
[it's so easy it's almost frightening, doing this with Viktor. letting his partner lead him with a gentle grip on his chin, and Jayce crawls up the mattress obediently, hands braced on either side of Viktor's torso.
they're close enough that he can feel Viktor's breath against his lips, and the sensation makes his lashes flutter a little.] Yeah?
[ it really should be. he shouldn't have so much power over one man, but Jayce listens and obeys so sweetly that it's addicting. Jayce looks so handsome hovering over him, breathing heavy, sweating, waiting to be told what to do. a lesser man would fold. ]
You, [ said while he traces the other man's bottom lip with his fingertip, ] are going to get me ready for you. Use whatever's left. [ gesturing idly towards said near empty bottle, which his drunken self is certain will still be plenty. ]
Then, you're going to lay down on your back. And I am going to ride you, until I am satisfied. [ two fingers touch Jayce's lips now, slipping past them to gently press down on his tongue. ] If you come before I do, I'm sending you home, and finishing this myself. But if you're good for me, I'll give you what you want. Understood?
[despite the fingers in his mouth, he keeps his lips parted. Viktor hasn't told him he can suck on them right now, so he keeps still for the time being, those keening little noises still falling from his mouth as Viktor presses against his tongue.
there's sweat sliding down his chest, dotting his face, and there's nothing behind his eyes other than pure want. and gods, the idea of Viktor riding him? using him for his pleasure? it's -- ] Perfect. [though the word is slurred a little around the fingers in his mouth.]
[ perfect. Viktor smiles, glad to see that they are in agreement. and he's still so obedient, so careful not to step out of line, so wary of doing anything he's not directly told to do. how is it possible, that it's everything he dreamed of, and somehow even more? ]
Good boy.
[ his fingers slip free from Jayce's lips, giving a gentle push against his chin to nudge him back down, back to where he was previously. ] Don't keep me waiting.
[oh, Jayce would do anything to get that "good boy" from Viktor, he's rapidly realizing. it sounds even better than he'd imagined, wrapped in that Zaunite accent and Viktor's usual wry tone.
he slides back down the bed, dropping almost sweet little kisses to Viktor's skin on his way. then he settles between his partner's thighs again and uncaps the oil, slicking it over his fingers with trembling hands.
his fingertips circle Viktor's entrance at first, not to tease but to get him wet, and his teeth drag over his lower lip in anticipation. oh so carefully, he starts working his finger in, pausing when he feels resistance until Viktor's body loosens enough to take his whole finger and moaning like he's the one being penetrated.]
[ gods, it's unfair, the vision before him right now. broad shoulders, tousled dark hair, bright hungry eyes. the man could snap him in half if he wanted to (or if Viktor told him to, he thinks,) but he's still so gentle and soft, treating every touch against his pale skin like it's getting him off too. it probably is, if the noises he's making just from prepping him are anything to go by.
Viktor's quieter in comparison, relaxing with a sigh against the pillows, closing his eyes for just a moment. the alcohol in his veins helps ease the tension, but admittedly, it has been a while, and he does hiss through his teeth at the initial intrusion. the random bar encounters were fewer and far between. disappointments. nothing like this. ]
Look at you... [ said when he peeks an eye open, smiles a little too fondly at Jayce between his legs. he reaches down to stroke and run his fingers through Jayce's hair, his breathing hot and heavy with every push in further. ] You must want this so bad, don't you?
[it's okay, to Jayce, that Viktor is more quiet. it just means he has to focus a little harder to hear them. and it means that every little sigh or exhale that Viktor makes in the lab will bring Jayce back to this moment here, now, and that's as delicious as it is dangerous.
he sighs and nods at the fond smile, at the fingers in his hair, his expression dreamy. he might almost look peaceful, were it not for the flush in his cheeks, the beads of sweat dotting his forehead. the front of his trousers are damp and stained where his cock rubs against the material, and he makes some sort of affirmative sound in answer to Viktor's question.]
[ that's really the most dangerous part of this, isn't it? what will happen after. that's the part Viktor isn't thinking about, not right now. too drunk, too lost in sensation, enjoying the view far too much. only now exists, only this. not later, not tomorrow, not awkward mornings in the lab waiting for the coffee to brew. ]
Mmm, oh, you do sound like it. [ and it's a sound he's going to take with him for future nights alone in bed. Viktor's head might be fuzzy and his vision a little hazy, but it can't be just from alcohol, not when Jayce is all over him, inside him. his fantasies could never compare. ] You don't-- ah... have to take your time, you know.
[gods he almost forgot what he was meant to be doing here, so lost was he in the heat of Viktor's body, in watching the long lines of him move and arch and sigh and knowing that he did that.
Jayce mumbles an apology with a kiss to Viktor's hip, unable to help giving the bitemark blossoming on his skin a little nip. he withdraws his finger, but soon enough there are two nudging in, as careful as the first, and he watches Viktor's face for the smallest signs of discomfort.
the breath gets knocked out of him a little when his fingers slide home, and he curls them just to see what sort of reaction he can coax from his partner]
[ oh. Viktor's head tips back, a low groan in the back of his throat. one hand grips Jayce's hair tighter on instinct, a shiver wracking through him, lips parted. even something like this, the precursor to the act itself, and it's better than he could ever hope to recreate on his own another night, tracing the mark left on his hip and vividly remembering the feeling of Jayce's lips and tongue and teeth there. ]
Jayce... [ his free hand, he brings to his lips, taking a knuckle between his teeth. ] Yes... good boy, just like that.
[ admittedly, he's not usually so reactive. but Viktor can only hypothesize, previous hookups didn't know him so well, weren't so intense and heated as Jayce is with him. there's probably some reason for it. probably. ]
[that good boy reverberates through him and he feels like his whole body is vibrating with anticipation of more and next. oh, to see Viktor biting his knuckle like that and know that he caused that? that feeling is dangerously addicting.
he spreads his fingers, twisting his wrist as he works his hand against Viktor, breathlessly smearing openmouthed kisses across his hip and down his thigh.]
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and now here he is, Viktor's fingers tangled in his hair and tugging at him, that sweet little pout and fuck the way he tries to push closer. the way his name sounds as Viktor whines almost undoes him, but he's quick enough to obey. one warm hand wraps around the base of Viktor's cock, trembling even as he tries to hold him steady, and Jayce licks a broad stripe up the shaft with a moan that borders on pornographic]
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Yes, Jayce, just like that... [ he presses his feet flat against the bed beneath him as best he can manage, bending his knees, legs spread wider so Jayce can be even closer. he twists and tugs Jayce's hair between his fingers. the man seems intent on driving Viktor mad. he wouldn't mind at all. ] So good for me, Jayce...
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for now, he settles for taking his partner into his mouth, moving slowly, savouring him. it's been a little while since his done this, but he's determined. he takes as much of Viktor in as he can manage and holds him there, letting himself get used to the sensation, then pulling back again and taking a breath before starts the process over. a little deeper each time, working his throat open, all the while whining and groaning around the shape of Viktor.]
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but only a brief moment, the hot wet mouth around him too much. Viktors head rolls back against the pillow again and he groans, one hand leaving Jayce's hair to grasp at the sheets under him. he shivers, whispers the other man's name again. whatever amount of experience or lack thereof there might be, it's still Jayce, still the man he's wanted between his legs for far longer than can be considered healthy. ]
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then, daringly, he shifts his touch up higher, between Viktor's thighs, fingertips brushing against his entrance and Jayce hums at the heat there.]
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many nights, he thinks, as those hands wander further. Viktor bites his bottom lip, purrs, fingers curling tight in the sheets under him. he's very promptly reminded about something, and that hand leaves the sheets to reach under the pillow beneath him, fumbling around, and eventually tossing a small (notably near empty) bottle that smacks Jayce's elbow on the way down. ]
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once the idea lands, he looks back up at Viktor with wide, too-bright eyes, lips parted and slick, and the question he asks is as breathless as it is eager] Can I?
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You've been so good for me. [ Viktor's voice is shaky, breathless and on edge. he reaches out to grasp Jayce's chin, his thumb gently rubbing under his bottom lip. ] Do you want to?
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he's torn, honestly, unable to decide which he wants more -- to be inside Viktor or to have Viktor inside him. but it's easy, isn't it? because Viktor's in charge.] However you want me, I'm yours.
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[ there are so many options. so many possibilities. so many fantasies and lonely late night scenarios he could fulfill right here, right now. his head's spinning. which is a shame. ]
Come here. [ he tugs gently on Jayce's chin to bring the man closer, guiding him up until he's almost close enough to kiss him. he won't - those are the rules, after all - but close. ] I'll tell you what we're going to do.
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they're close enough that he can feel Viktor's breath against his lips, and the sensation makes his lashes flutter a little.] Yeah?
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You, [ said while he traces the other man's bottom lip with his fingertip, ] are going to get me ready for you. Use whatever's left. [ gesturing idly towards said near empty bottle, which his drunken self is certain will still be plenty. ]
Then, you're going to lay down on your back. And I am going to ride you, until I am satisfied. [ two fingers touch Jayce's lips now, slipping past them to gently press down on his tongue. ] If you come before I do, I'm sending you home, and finishing this myself. But if you're good for me, I'll give you what you want. Understood?
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there's sweat sliding down his chest, dotting his face, and there's nothing behind his eyes other than pure want. and gods, the idea of Viktor riding him? using him for his pleasure? it's -- ] Perfect. [though the word is slurred a little around the fingers in his mouth.]
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Good boy.
[ his fingers slip free from Jayce's lips, giving a gentle push against his chin to nudge him back down, back to where he was previously. ] Don't keep me waiting.
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he slides back down the bed, dropping almost sweet little kisses to Viktor's skin on his way. then he settles between his partner's thighs again and uncaps the oil, slicking it over his fingers with trembling hands.
his fingertips circle Viktor's entrance at first, not to tease but to get him wet, and his teeth drag over his lower lip in anticipation. oh so carefully, he starts working his finger in, pausing when he feels resistance until Viktor's body loosens enough to take his whole finger and moaning like he's the one being penetrated.]
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Viktor's quieter in comparison, relaxing with a sigh against the pillows, closing his eyes for just a moment. the alcohol in his veins helps ease the tension, but admittedly, it has been a while, and he does hiss through his teeth at the initial intrusion. the random bar encounters were fewer and far between. disappointments. nothing like this. ]
Look at you... [ said when he peeks an eye open, smiles a little too fondly at Jayce between his legs. he reaches down to stroke and run his fingers through Jayce's hair, his breathing hot and heavy with every push in further. ] You must want this so bad, don't you?
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he sighs and nods at the fond smile, at the fingers in his hair, his expression dreamy. he might almost look peaceful, were it not for the flush in his cheeks, the beads of sweat dotting his forehead. the front of his trousers are damp and stained where his cock rubs against the material, and he makes some sort of affirmative sound in answer to Viktor's question.]
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Mmm, oh, you do sound like it. [ and it's a sound he's going to take with him for future nights alone in bed. Viktor's head might be fuzzy and his vision a little hazy, but it can't be just from alcohol, not when Jayce is all over him, inside him. his fantasies could never compare. ] You don't-- ah... have to take your time, you know.
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Jayce mumbles an apology with a kiss to Viktor's hip, unable to help giving the bitemark blossoming on his skin a little nip. he withdraws his finger, but soon enough there are two nudging in, as careful as the first, and he watches Viktor's face for the smallest signs of discomfort.
the breath gets knocked out of him a little when his fingers slide home, and he curls them just to see what sort of reaction he can coax from his partner]
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Jayce... [ his free hand, he brings to his lips, taking a knuckle between his teeth. ] Yes... good boy, just like that.
[ admittedly, he's not usually so reactive. but Viktor can only hypothesize, previous hookups didn't know him so well, weren't so intense and heated as Jayce is with him. there's probably some reason for it. probably. ]
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he spreads his fingers, twisting his wrist as he works his hand against Viktor, breathlessly smearing openmouthed kisses across his hip and down his thigh.]