[ It's not just awkward. Viktor hates it because people can see his flaws and imperfections to a startling degree, and he hates how he looks, so this is just adding fuel to that fire. ] I don't see why. I'm not certainly not...anything to, ah, look at. There are much better people for that sort of thing, I would think.

[ There's that self deprecation again. But that thought is completely pushed to the back of his mind as Viktor watches Jayce, wide-eyed, take that book off the desk. He takes a sharp breath as he says something. ] Jayce I wouldn't- [ ah, too late then. If he's opened up to the page that Viktor had just closed, it's definitely too late as he stares a bit wide-eyed and embarrassed himself. He doesn't even know why he's embarrassed; maybe it's due to the overtly lewd situation, or perhaps it's because that's a fantasy he's entertained one too many times in his own mind. Maybe it's because it's some kind of perversion of their partnership that it also makes him feel a bit guilty for wanting it so badly.

Jayce's reaction is something to behold, though. Jayce is getting flustered, bothered, turned on, maybe? He's surprised, but that's due to his self-hatred of thinking that Jayce would be entirely disgusted by the image or even the thought. He wonders what Jayce is thinking. Seeing himself drawn, bent over a desk in the academy, forced to be quiet with two of Jayce's fingers in his mouth while he's taken by his partner of seven years.

Viktor feels a heat coiling in his stomach and groin, fleeting as it is, it's there, and he crosses his legs underneath the desk to temper that heat. Right, he swallows thickly as he looks away. They should really find something else. ]

This one isn't bad. Me as a prince? And you're my shining knight in armor, is it? [ An amused look as he leans back in his seat to give Jayce a heated look. ] Should I call you Sir Talis then?

[ Viktor, you're playing a dangerous game right now, especially after that rather smutty misstep. Or maybe that's why?? ]