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[boyofprogress]

𝕆ℙ𝔼ℕ ℝℙ ℙ𝕆𝕊𝕋

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[boyofprogress]

Of course not. [With a lazy sort of smile, he draws his finger down the bridge of Viktor's nose, ending with an affectionate tap at the end of it.]

If you're wearing that shirt again, though, I might get distracted trying to figure out which constellation your freckles remind me of. Or your collarbone. Or this mark I left on your neck, which I will apologize for but I don't actually regret.

[hexcrafter]

There is no reason for you to apologize, Jayce. I do not recall having objected at any point.

[boyofprogress]

That's dangerous to know. [He skims his thumb over the mark, still looking a little awed that this even happened. Gods, he's so lucky.] If you're not careful, you'll end up with bitemarks any place that's covered by your clothes.

[hexcrafter]

Hm...you consider that dangerous? [He shivered at the touch, a slow and devious smirk crossing Viktor's face as he propped himself up on his arms to lean over Jayce.]

I am not hearing the part where that is a problem.

[boyofprogress]

[And Jayce shifts to let Viktor be over him. Willingly. So willingly, rolling onto his back and smiling up at his partner. Watching the way his hair falls into his face a little when he leans over, and how did he not kiss him every day since the moment they met?]

What if we're working and I'm overcome with the urge to kiss you?

[hexcrafter]

Mm, well. I do not think I would mind that, but we will have to find a balance that lets us get things done, no?

[boyofprogress]

[No, he's distracted again. He reaches up to brush his fingers over Viktor's cheek, looking at him with a dreamy expression.] You're so pretty. Have I told you in the last five minutes how pretty you are? I'm going to pass you notes ten times a day telling you.

[hexcrafter]

Will you? [Tilting his head into Jayce's hand, looking to take every bit of affection he was going to be given.] That's a problem, I may have to limit you to five.

[boyofprogress]

Hmm. I'll try, but no promises. [He tries to look thoughtful, but that smile keeps breaking through as he settles his hand against Viktor's cheek, stroking his thumb against his cheekbone.] Will I be in big trouble if I send you six?

[hexcrafter]

Horrible trouble, of course. [It was hard to sound convincing about that with his eyee fluttering closed like a contented cat.] We can not lose a step in our dedication to our work, Jayce.

[boyofprogress]

You're right, we shouldn't let ourselves get distracted. Five it is.

You have the longest lashes. I'll have to keep that in mind for the next time I draw you. [He strokes his thumb over the curve of Viktor's eyebrow, watching him like he's trying to commit every molecule of him to memory.]

[hexcrafter]

Next time...? You make a habit of that, do you?

[Well, if he kept this up, Jayce could have whatever weird hobby he wanted.]

[boyofprogress]

Oh. Honestly I thought you'd noticed by now but -- yes? [He laughs, a little self conscious now that he's revealed what he thought was a known secret. But Viktor seems to like the way he's being pet, so Jayce continues stroking his face as he talks.]

I draw you, when I'm stuck on an idea. Something about trying to get the shading right on your nose or cheekbones helps me refocus.

[hexcrafter]

That's...strangely charming, Jayce. [Enough for Viktor to lean over a little further for a kiss to his forehead.]

[boyofprogress]

[Oh. Jayce's face softens at the kiss, his smile shifting to something a little bit mystified but undoubtedly pleased.] Would you let me draw you, some time? I mean -- I do anyway, but maybe sit for me.

Sorry. [He shakes his head a little with a nervous laugh, suddenly self conscious of his odd request] That's weird, you don't have to say yes.

[hexcrafter]

You...would want to do something like that? [Not really judgmental so much as utterly mystified.] Why?

[boyofprogress]

I know I said a lot of things when you were in my lap, but them being said in the heat of the moment doesn't make them not true. I find you breathtaking. All of you. Maybe you'll let me take a few pictures of you, one day.

[hexcrafter]

Do not get too carried away. But...I would not mind, if you wanted to draw more than just some idle thing in your notes. It would be interesting, I think, to see myself the way you do.

[boyofprogress]

Well. We do have a day off tomorrow, according to our team leader. [Viktor gets a teasing nose tap and a cheeky smile.] And I have my notebook and pencils. Maybe I'll take the opportunity to draw a few sketches of you.

And you can see how I see you.

[hexcrafter]

Hm...I think I could allow that.

[A soft, brief laugh punctuated that, with a second light kiss pressed to that infuriatingly charming smile.]

But I expect at least some accuracy. Do not get too carried away.

[boyofprogress]

Of course I'd be accurate. [What he doesn't say is how badly he wants to draw the curve of Viktor's spine, bolts and all. How he wants to make a map of his body and mark all the places he's kissed, all the places he wants to kiss.

Because, he's finding, that it's a tricky thing, to try and compliment Viktor. Some land, but if he pushes too hard, Viktor backs away.] I may miss a freckle or two the first few times, but I'll learn where all of them go soon enough.

[hexcrafter]

Will you, now? I wonder if you'll need to cheeck a few more times. You may not have noticed all of them this time.

[Tricky, yes. Trickier, when Viktor was gauging how to flirt.]

[boyofprogress]

I could make a chart. Map them out by limb. Or I could number them all. [His hand finds Viktor's cheek again, and he skims his thumb over the line of Viktor's lower lip.]

[hexcrafter]

Hm...be careful with your suggestions, Jayce. I might just let you.

[He tilted his head into Jayce's hand with a softly contented noise before leaning down for a slow, lingering kiss.]

[boyofprogress]

Oh? [He hums happily into the kiss, resting his hand against the back of Viktor's neck to keep him there.] What else would you let me do? Is it a long list?