[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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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.]