[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.]
[ 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 --
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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.]
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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 --