[ Jayce can feel his heart hammering mercilessly against his chest. Here he was, freely offering something to Viktor and getting a response like that. Even in a hypothetical, Viktor would never abuse his trust like that. It was hard to deny how fuzzy that made him feel about it all. His eyes softened a bit - still full of that want directed at the man looking into his eyes.
His legs weren't just feeling weak from the thought of what it would be like to replicate the images in that doujinshi (though if he were forced to admit it, that was something on his mind), it was from something else. Affection, maybe? The word hits him like nothing else had.
In all this time as partners and friends, had this thought been behind lock and key? Just waiting for something to turn and unlatch itself to be set free. For all the affection that Jayce has for the people around him - Mel, his mother, Caitlyn - the affection he has for Viktor is just as everything else is of Viktor's - uniquely his.
It reminds him of the day they met, like he's on the verge of some major discovery. So he has to keep at it. He tries to find the words, on the tip of his tongue. He's enjoying this conversation. He enjoys the pleasant heat that's settled deep in his core.
Does he want to look through more of them? See if he can find something else to catch his attention. Yes... but maybe he should do that on his own time. He's had a challenging enough time to pull himself from the image.
His heart is racing impossibly fast. Here is Viktor being so perfectly kind to him in ways that others weren't. In ways that weren't because they wanted and needed something of him. Endearing. Confusing. It's so perfectly said. ] I guess that's why we work so well together. Even when I'm confusing, you understand what I mean.
[ He thinks, at least. Viktor's probably the only person that can help Jayce shift his perspective easily. He finally shifts a few of the books to the side to peek over at what Viktor's working on. Refocus. ]
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His legs weren't just feeling weak from the thought of what it would be like to replicate the images in that doujinshi (though if he were forced to admit it, that was something on his mind), it was from something else. Affection, maybe? The word hits him like nothing else had.
In all this time as partners and friends, had this thought been behind lock and key? Just waiting for something to turn and unlatch itself to be set free. For all the affection that Jayce has for the people around him - Mel, his mother, Caitlyn - the affection he has for Viktor is just as everything else is of Viktor's - uniquely his.
It reminds him of the day they met, like he's on the verge of some major discovery. So he has to keep at it. He tries to find the words, on the tip of his tongue. He's enjoying this conversation. He enjoys the pleasant heat that's settled deep in his core.
Does he want to look through more of them? See if he can find something else to catch his attention. Yes... but maybe he should do that on his own time. He's had a challenging enough time to pull himself from the image.
His heart is racing impossibly fast. Here is Viktor being so perfectly kind to him in ways that others weren't. In ways that weren't because they wanted and needed something of him. Endearing. Confusing. It's so perfectly said. ] I guess that's why we work so well together. Even when I'm confusing, you understand what I mean.
[ He thinks, at least. Viktor's probably the only person that can help Jayce shift his perspective easily. He finally shifts a few of the books to the side to peek over at what Viktor's working on. Refocus. ]
Are you working on the bot?