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[ He simply nods. ]

Of course.

[ There's no time where he wouldn't appreciate anything that shows Viktor is interest and eager to be with him. Of course he appreciates the verbal confirmation of it. Of course he listens, too, when Viktor notes about his speed. He is taking his time, isn't he? And maybe instead of him aiming for the perfect moment - to tell Viktor he loved him, to tell him what happened, to have him in his bed - he just let them happen.

He let them be as the rest of their relationship was - a series of events that drew them closer and closer together. Something like the stars aligning perfectly to allow for things to happen exactly right in that moment. For Viktor to ask the right questions, for Jayce to give the right answers, for the touches that made him feel like he'd float away without them.

He shifts his hips, moving the trousers off of his legs, shifting them down off of his hips and to his thighs. He uses his good leg to help kick them off. His arousal is obvious now, but he was never really making an effort to hide that he was turned on at any point, anyway.

There's a soft smile. Jayce is aware how people see him. He's seen the way women and men look at him when he's been forced to be the Man of Progress. But they only really saw him and knew their work. They didn't know him. It's always mattered little how others saw him because he always cared more about how people perceived the work that they did. He wanted that to be loved. But, despite that it certainly feels nice. ]

Thank you, Viktor. [ He says without any denial. ] All that matters to me is how you see me.

[ He lifts a hand, moving his thumb over his cheek. ]

Plus, that blush looks good on you.

[ He moves it back to his own shirt, undoing the top button - but giving Viktor the opportunity to do the rest should he want to. Jayce's eyes are locked onto the other's face, watching for any shift in his expression. ]

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[ God Jayce is gorgeous, beautiful, something incomparable to anyone he has ever met or seen. So focused on looking at him Viktor almost doesn't register what Jayce is saying to him, or offering to him. He swallows thickly as he nods, his blush only deepening as he leans up again to help Jayce remove his shirt, hands trailing underneath the fabric as Jayce undoes the buttons.

He's keenly aware of Jayce's stares, and his eyes focus intently on undoing those buttons after he's gotten his fill of running his hands along Jayce's chest and abs. He looks back at him finally, golden eyes meeting Jayce's with a burning need in them. He leans in to press a heated, hungry kiss against Jayce's lips. ]

It suits you as well. The blush and the beard. Don't ever get rid of it. I've become accustomed to it now.

[ He'll finish up undoing that last button before his hands are on Jayce's skin again, hot like the forge he often works in, while Viktor's hands are cool to the touch. He'll give Jayce another kiss, softer this time. ] I'd be disappointed if you did.

[ He lets out pleased murmurs at Viktor's hands on his chest and abs. Moving over skin that's been largely untouched for longer than he even remembers anymore. He shrugs off the top, letting it fall behind him into what has become a scattering of pieces of clothing, discarded along the way.

The scar on his back starts just at his shoulder, the small pattern resembling arcane corruption webs out from there a little. It's not something Jayce is unfamiliar with, he's seen how his body looks backwards and forwards. But this one — something about it makes him think that this was simply how his body had finished healing after he got pulled through.

He keeps his lips near Viktor's lingering. ]

You like it? [ A small smile. ] I thought maybe you'd want me clean shaven.

[ He had considered shaving it off to give Viktor a look at his partner as he once was. But now he knows there's no need. One less thing to worry about. And honestly, hearing that Viktor likes it is nice. Something so visible that shows exactly the time that's passed and what he's experienced. Viktor is the only person he'd consider shaving it for at this point. And so, it works out. He shifts, fully settling into the bed, spreading his legs slightly so that he's straddles Viktor's legs. ]

But I'd never. [ A kiss, soft. ] Ever. [ And another. ] Want to disappoint you. [ This time he leans in, fully sealing their lips together in a kiss that he lingers for. He's making sincere effort to not put any weight on Viktor's legs, but the slight shift in position does help him to feel a little closer. ]

More than I care to admit. [ Viktor will mumble as he feels that heat spread across his face again. His faces go to cup Jayce's face, thumbs drawing soothing circles across his cheeks. Viktor's smile is loving, adoring, and yearning. ] It suits you as part of who you are now, Jayce. I'd rather not take it from you.

[ His breath hitches ever so slightly as Jayce straddles him, his eyes staring back into Jayce's as he shifts to move himself further onto the bed. A hand will curl around the base of Jayce's neck to guide him forward and to lean in to kiss him deeper. ] You can be ridiculous sometimes, with your antics. But disappointment...you are not. But I have never wanted to disappoint either. [ And here he looks away again. ]

You are not disappointed, then? With...this? [ His frail and pitiful body. Too skinny, too crooked, and he knows Jayce said that he doesn't care that it doesn't bother him. But Viktor is still trying to piece that together in his mind. Someone finding him genuinely appealing is still a hard concept for him to grasp. ]

It's something I'm still coming to terms with.

[ He is glad Viktor likes it. A smile settles into his features, chasing after Viktor and placing soft kisses as they talk. His lips move down, trailing down Viktor's throat and to his chest. He settles his lips there, placing a few extra kisses. He likes to feel the way Viktor breathes, listen to his heartbeat — all the things that make Viktor alive and here with him. They were grounding and reassuring.

He's done a lot of wrong and there's a lot wrong going on with him now. And he knows he's changed a lot since Viktor's time. The change has to be even more jarring for his partner. But he's never once rejected him for the ways that he's changed. How could Jayce not love him? Viktor makes it easy for Jayce to love him.

He eyes Viktor and smiles with his lips against his chest. ]

Not even a little and I'll prove it. [ It's gentle when he says it this time. Still said as if it's fact, though. Like he's never been so sure of something. ] I will remind you every day, too.

[ When he says it, Viktor will know that he absolutely means it. This is your life now, Viktor. It's a small thing to do, he thinks. He knows he's not even touched on what he'd do for Viktor, though. Finally he moves his hands, shifting to take Viktor's shirt off of his shoulders so that he can discard it with everything else. ]

I want you to tell me if anything is hurting. And we'll immediately make some changes.

[ Last thing he wants to do is somehow make Viktor hurt more than his default. ]

[ Those trails of kisses get soft exhales and pleased sighs from Viktor. One of his hands coming up to the base of Jayce's neck to card his fingers through Jayce's hair. He shifts and writhes just a little bit under the carefully placed ministrations of Jayce. His eyes widen a bit as he lets out a soft, clipped laugh before wrapping both his arms around Jayce's neck. He'll lean to kiss him with a smoldering look in those eyes as he watches Jayce. ]

Remind me every day? We do have a bit of time to make up for. But I'm certainly up for the challenge. [ The amusement in his eyes is ever present as he pulls Jayce down into the bed with him. His breath hitched a bit with his cheeks pink from flush and desire. ] I'll be sure to let you know.

[ His hands trail down to the waistband of Jayce's undergarments, hands dipping in to slowly pull them down beneath Jayce's hips. Viktor isn't at all surprised by the size of him as a hand wraps around the base of Jayce's shaft. Viktor's movements are slow, steady, and gentle as he looks directly back at Jayce to see his reactions. ] You'll be sure to tell me as well if anything hurts, yes?

[ Said a bit breathlessly as he continues to stroke Jayce. ]

[ He enjoys the sounds, drinking in each and every one of them. Memorizing the way Viktor reacts to each and every touch. Enjoying the amusement and sound of his voice when he talks. Loving the look in his eyes when Jayce gets looks at them. He has really been making Viktor wait here, even. He's been feeling the man out here. It's not like he had been super prepared for it to go down this path, either. It was an exciting turn of events.

The moan that escapes him when Viktor wraps around him is low, pleased. He ruts his hips into Viktor's hands, though it's not immediately intentional. His body is seeking the touch - the friction. ]

Yeah....

[ He doubts he'll even notice if anything hurts right now. Maybe after he wakes up from a long nights sleep that he'll finally be able to get for the first time in months - the voices in his head having been at least temporarily silenced (or perhaps: drowned out). He brings his hands up to settle on Viktor's hips. ]

Hey - Vik... [ Trying to think while he still can cling to thought before he gets so wrapped up in this that he forgets logic. ] There's uh - some lube in the bedside table. We'll need -- [ He can reach without hardly moving, he thinks. But he definitely doesn't want to get to a point where he's forgotten where he stashed it. Just don't ask him why it's not totally full when he manages to get it from where it's stored. ]

[ The moans a nice touch, is what Viktor thinks but doesn't say, at least not with words. His eyes, however, speak of something else entirely. Like he wants to draw out more of those noises from Jayce the further they go into this. But there's time for that, they have all the time in the world here to explore each and what they enjoy and want, and need from each other.

Viktor's breath shudders ever so slightly as he watches Jayce reach to grab hold of the lubricant in his bedside table. His lips turned up into a small smirk as golden eyes flickered dangerously. He'll take the bottle, squeezing out a generous amount onto his hand. ] It's not full.

[ An astute observation no doubt. ] Have you been thinking about me all this time while you've used it, Jayce? [ Viktor, stop. ]

You're quite...big, so we'll have to start slow. [ He's treading dangerous ground here as his hand moves back over to stroke Jayce's length again, coating it evenly as he thumbs the head of Jayce's cock in a teasing manner. That same hand gets another dab of it as Viktor pulls down his undergarments, his half hard cock finally freed with a sigh from him as his hand moves slowly between his legs. ] Have you imagined me prepping myself for you?

[ It's slow but he pushes a lone finger passed the tight muscle of his entrance, a soft, low noise escapes him as he looks directly back at Jayce as he does it. ] Or maybe I'm going too-too slow and you take matters into your own hands?

[ He closes his eyes as his hips roll without encouragement, and the finger he has seated inside himself is pulled out slowly with a raspy gasp. His free hand cups Jayce's cheek, only to turn his head downward to make him watch as he reinserts his finger inside of himself. ]

Tell me what you'd like to see, Jayce, and you may have it.

[ He has the decency to be at least a little bashful about the call out on the bottle of lube. The let's out an amused hm. He hadn't really thought about it being called out like that. It's fairly obvious, so it was never going to get past Viktor unnoticed. He moans a little at every touch, savoring every bit of friction he gets when Viktor moves his hand. He rocks his hips a little into the touch.

His eyes shift to watch Viktor's hand and then they flicker up to look at his face. ]

Of course I think of you.

[ The confession comes easily. Even though he sees no reason he should be embarrassed by anything, he still is experiencing moments of embarrassment when confronted with what he's done and what he's felt head-on. The fact that he imagined Viktor's face, his body, when he was alone. At times, it was what he had needed to even get to the point of relaxation that he'd sleep.

His eyes move when Viktor guides his head, watching as Viktor's fingers move into himself. ]

The real thing is better.

[ He watches, entranced. Jayce is silent and focused for only a few moments, realizing that he feels the slightest bit of jealousy directed at Viktor's own hand, which is decidedly something he'll keep to himself. He's not proud of that. Of course, it wasn't like it was just here that he'd thought of Viktor, either. He did when he was alone in that world, too. Information that he'll hold onto for now. ]

Slow is -- [ He has no complaints about the slow itself. He's enjoyed exploring and testing and seeing what Viktor reacts to. And though Jayce's imagination was vivid, it was nothing like this. He reached for the lube himself, uncapping it once again, but pausing. ]

I want to take matters into my own hands. Or mouth.

[ He wants to see the faces Viktor makes, he wants to fill his senses with every bit of Viktor that he can - he wants to get what his imagination couldn't give him. His eyes flicker up towards Viktor, trying to gauge the other man's reaction. He wants to have that in his memory, too. ]

I never thought I would hear such words coming from your mouth, Councilor.

[ Viktor's expression, mostly his eyes, gleam with arousal and amusement. He huffs a soft laugh from his lips as he gives Jayce this look of adoration and unbridled love. Like everything he's ever held inside himself for the last seven years comes pouring out from beneath the surface.

He cocks his head to the side with a smirk as he shudders watching Jayce with hungry, inquisitive eyes. ]

Then you'll have to show me what that entails, taking matters into your hands. Purely for exploratory purposes.

[ For science. To see what it's like. He wants to know what it's like so he can have the knowledge and fill in the missing pieces in his imagination. He wants to know ore about Viktor, he wants to experience him thoroughly because he loves him in a way that he's never known. ]

I can...

[ Councilor. It must be the way that Viktor says it that makes him actually like the title. He's pretty certain, though, that the man could have been saying just about anything and Jayce would be feeling the same way from it. He shifts his body a little, scooting so he's between Viktor's legs. He's moving his lips over the sensitive flesh of the man's inner thigh again, this time with distinct purpose.

He understand how this works in theory, but not really in much practice. So some of it is him experimenting with his lips and hands to see how Viktor reacts. How he moves his lips over the length of the man's cock, placing gentle kisses over it. Using his mouth, as he said he would. It's when he takes the head of it into his mouth that he finally coats fingers with lube. Again, just as promised. ]

[ Viktor responds to Jayce's touch with soft, breathy gasps and sighs as he watches Jayce with an intensity that is normally suited towards his work. And perhaps that is why. Jayce was something to be studied, but not in an overtly clinical manner. But more in a way of fascination, adoration, and love? Viktor enjoys seeing him between his legs, and the creeping red of his blush slowly starts to overtake the normal paleness of his skin.

It's only when Jayce finally takes him into his mouth that Viktor makes a noise, a whimper, short and sweet as his back arches ever so slightly. Feeling the heat of Jayce's mouth around his arousal is almost enough to make him squirm. He will grab some of Jayce's hair, fingers curling into the messy locks, and give a soft tug, making note of his approval. ] That's good, Jayce.

[ Just like that. It feels divine to finally be under Jayce's hand. Something electrifying and powerful about it makes his own cock go hard with excitement and the thrums of pleasure igniting within his body. ] Keep...keep going.

[ The good hits his ears pleasantly. He'll want to hear it again and again, so he's going to do what he can to earn the praise. Everything is beautiful here, he thinks. The sounds of Viktor's voice, the smallest noises he makes, his taste. He looks up towards Viktor with half-lidded eyes as he works to take more of him into his mouth, working slowly - not to tease, but to test. To adjust and get used to the sensation. He bobs his head slightly, dragging his tongue over Viktor's cock.

He'll take Viktor's tugs on his hair as guidance, appreciation, and it's what keeps him focused and intense. His head only stills so he can focus on another task.

He's careful with his hands, moving them up Viktor's inner thighs, spreading his legs just a little more so that he can move his lubed up fingers towards the man's entrance. His first finger gently moves over the muscle there, probing it at first.

It's a silent question with a chance to protest, knowing well that Viktor has a mouth free to object. Gently, he uses his first finger to press into his entrance. His own fingers are larger than Viktor's, so he's slow and careful, dragging his tongue over the tip of his cock to distract from any potential discomfort. ]

[ Viktor's voice is a strangled little thing as Jayce's finger eases itself inside of him. He was already making noises from Jayce's mouth and tongue on his cock but this sends him over the edge is a delightfully thrilling shock of pleasure. Jayce's fingers are bigger than his own, naturally, and even just the one digit inside of him makes him feel full in a way he's never experienced before. He'll lean back into the bed, breath hitching as he shifts his lower body against Jayce's mouth and finger. His hand in Jayce's hair curls into the other's long locks, tugging a bit more, but still gentle in nature.

He'll use his other free hand to twist it into the sheets of the bed as his face goes red hot and he can't help but turn his head away, eyes fluttering closed. ] J-Jayce. Please...

[ It's almost a whine how his voice is pried from his throat, how his body shudders in excitement and need. He needs to feel more though because he's so, so, close. ] Please...another one, Jayce, inside me.

[ He can handle it. It's intoxicating, and Viktor can't seem to get enough of it either. ]

[ He takes pleasure in hearing the sounds Viktor is making. He drinks them in and keeps them stored in his memory for a later time, should he need it. He starts to get used to the rhythm of his head bobbing and moving his finger. He's enjoying the taste of Viktor on his tongue, almost as much as the sound of him. He wants to pull anything he can out of this man that he loves so much he would have ended the world for him.

At the request, he pulls his fingers out, and uses two to probe at Viktor's entrance. Jayce is slow with this part - ensuring that he doesn't hurt Viktor by going too quickly. He has large hands, and it's something he has to consider in this. But he'd also never stop giving the other man what he wants here.

He lets out a pleased groan against Viktor's cock as two fingers are fully inside him. He starts to gently move his fingers back - and then back into Viktor. He finally pulls his mouth off of his cock and smiles. ]

You feel and taste really good already, Viktor. [ The proper training if Piltover society has well been dropped and replaced with zero shame in the admission. ]

Ah! J-Jayce. So good. [ Murmured are those words through parted lips as he has to close his eyes to refocus. The rhythmic movements do little in helping Viktor keep his composure; if anything, he only lets more of those strangled, muted noises as Jayce works his fingers in and out of him. His hips bucking for some deeper purchase, like it's not enough, and never would be enough.

The introduction of two fingers inside of him gets a soft moan of Jayce to be pulled from Viktor's mouth around the panting and heavy breathing he's doing already. He's so close to climax, and then Jayce stops, and Viktor can't help but let out a soft noise of disappointment, the hand in Jayce's hair tugging a little. His half-lidded eyes look down between his quivering legs, face going red hot at those ridiculous words. ]

I-I was getting close. [ A click of his tongue as he tilts his head to the side. ] You are doing so well, Jayce.

[ He wants to kiss him, to taste himself on Jayce's tongue, and his eyes indicate that easily enough with how they stare at Jayce's lips. ]

[ Hearing his name like that brings sound from his lips. The praise being showered onto him is nice, too. And then his eyes meet Viktor's and they're filled with all of the affection that he carries with him. It's that look he gives Viktor all the time anymore - the look like he hung every light in the sky just for him. Watching him as he works his fingers inside of his partner. His fingers are far more gentle with Viktor than they are with nearly anything else. His callused fingers probing and watching and listening for reactions. ]

Sorry.

[ Somehow, it's sincere. Maybe he shouldn't have stopped, but the look he's getting now opens up a different door. It barely takes him a moment to decide where he wants to put his mouth to use. He wants to be gentle as he moves and maneuvers Viktor, careful with each shift of his weight to not hurt either of them. The kiss this time is almost clumsy as he finds a comfortable position, fingers working still slowly and unsteadily. ]

I won't leave you wanting, I promise.

[ And a promise he'll keep. ]

[ Jayce's fingers still working inside him makes Viktor's body alight with a fire of want and desire he's never truly experienced before. He's never had someone who truly loved him to this degree before, either, so perhaps that's why. He shifts in his own position to take some of the weight off his bad leg and his back, opting to shift onto his side, his good leg propped in a way that leaves Jayce uninterrupted with his work. Speaking of which, Jayce's fingers they are certainly more than enough. Viktor has never felt so...full before but he's never done things such as this before either. Too busy with his work, too busy overthinking his faults, too busy to act on his own feelings. But like this, right now with Jayce, he can finally sort through those feelings as he watches Jayce with an intensity that's filled only with love and want. He runs his hand through Jayce's hair, gasping and panting with each consecutive thrust of Jayce's fingers inside of him.

He wants more, needs more of Jayce inside of him. He presses his lips hungrily against Jayce's lips, teeth clattering clumsily against each other as he uses his tongue to get a better taste of Jayce and himself on Jayce's lips. It's almost enough to push him over the edge, but not entirely. As Jayce works himself inside Viktor, he'll use his hips to try and sink himself lower onto Jayce's hand. It feels so good, and he'll moan against Jayce's lips as his kisses him while also keeping his attention firmly on Jayce. ] You better-ah, keep it.

[ Of course he'll keep it. Even words said in the heat of the moment mean something to him. They're full of a decade's worth of desire and yearning. A decade's worth of small, kept promises—outweighed by the big, heavy promise that he broke. Jayce told him he'd show him what it meant to be loved by him and he fully intends to do that.

Viktor feeling good is his top priority right now. He wants nothing more than to know that he was the reason Viktor felt good, too. He wants to give him everything and anything that he can. He takes Viktor's urging with his hips and moves his fingers, thrusting them hard inside of the other. He curls one of his fingers slightly. ]

I will. I love you.

[ It's natural now. Like second nature. Telling Viktor he loves him is easy because Viktor makes it easy for Jayce to love him. It's second nature. And while it may have taken him 7 years to realize how effortless it was, he's going to hold onto that feeling. His lips part, giving Viktor every part of his mouth, allowing him to claim it for himself. He moans, Vik.

He grinds his hips against Viktor's, wanting some of that friction for himself. He's got a good rhythm going with his hand now, steady and rough. ]

Edited 2025-06-06 05:48 (UTC)

Ah! J-Jayce... [ Viktor lets out a soft exclamation as Jayce's finger curls inside of him. He'll bite his lip as he pants and ruts into Jayce's hips making a pleased hum with the introduction of that continuous friction between both their cocks now.

His hand might delve into the space between them both and will do a decent job of steadying their cocks together as he proceeds to run his hand up both their lengths. ]

I want you to enjoy this as-as well. [ He knows Jayce is enjoying it, but in the way of giving Viktor what he so desperately wants. Jayce was always like that, putting others before himself and his own comforts, but Viktor knew it well and wouldn't allow for him to go unattended for any longer. A soft 'ah' from him as he pants into Jayce's lips before kissing him again. His eyes half-lidded, face completely flushed, he can't help but moan into Jayce's mouth as they continue. ]

I-I'm so close. But I want us to...together. [ As he juts his hips a bit more in abortive movements. ]

[ The kiss that he returns is all clumsy and teeth. Nothing like the more thoughtful kisses he gave Viktor earlier. He's keeping himself together, just barely. He had known he missed being touched like this, but now he really realizes how much he had been craving it. Despite the clumsy kisses and moans into Viktor's mouth, he hears Viktor's plea. ]

Ah - yeah.

[ He loves the thought. He keeps the pace of his fingers slow and careful. He tries to slow it down a little, it's not a race after all. Just enough that he'll be able to get closer to that edge before he works his hands more.

Viktor's hand is doing a good job at bringing Jayce closer and closer to that edge. He moans out Viktor's name, and he whispers: ]

I thought about you -- [ He ruts his hips into Viktor's hips, letting out a small whine that shifts into a moan. ] When I was alone. [ In that cave. And given the timing of the admission, he clearly means like this. He thought of every piece of Viktor and how good they were for the whole. ]

Close...

Ah. D-Did you? Was it like this? [ A whispered tease as he presses further against the other man. Jayce slowing down makes Viktor let out a noise of frustration, but also want and desire. He needs just a little more, just more in general; this wasn't nearly enough by any stretch of the imagination. Viktor's hand stutters around both their lengths, stilling as Jayce ruts up into him so desperately and needy like that.

He'll keep his eyes firmly fixed on Jayce's face as he starts up his own ministrations again, his hand moving deftly and quickly. He's so close... ]

You're so good for me, Jayce. [ He'll say in a breathless moan as he finally feels himself spill over the ledge, hips jutting against Jayce's, his seed spilling between them both as he lets out a soft, shaky exhale. ]

[ Jayce can't help but smile at Viktor's question. There were things that were certainly like he had imagined. But that pit was lonely and it was just him, his thoughts, and his hand. ]

This is better.

[ This was the best version of anything his mind could have come up with him. If he imagined Viktor's hand on him stroking him like this — it didn't even come close to the real thing. Viktor's hand is real and Viktor is real and it's the most real version of an experience like this that he's had with his partner.

A moan, and he drowns in that praise. Viktor calling him good like that. He picks up the pace with his fingers inside Viktor, pressing and probing to find the spot that gives him the best possible sounds. He comes himself soon after Viktor between the both of them, crushing their lips together as he does, moaning into Viktor's mouth.]

[ Viktor pants into that kiss making noises as Jayce's fingers continue to fuck him through his release. He'll pant against the other's shoulder, eyes half-lidded and filled with nothing but desire as he brings a hand up to card through Jayce's hair. ] You are perfect, Jayce.

[ Perfect for me is unsaid as he presses languid kisses against the other's lips, cheeks, pressing their foreheads together with a soft sigh. ]

[ Jayce smiles, panting as their foreheads are pressed together. He knows that he's confessed a lot of terrible things, but he also shared the most important thing he's held onto. And that confession makes him feel so much lighter. He's glad that he could offer that much to Viktor. ]

As if you have room to talk.

[ Viktor calls him perfect, but he knows he's not. He doesn't debate it, though. Besides, he knows it's all about perception, Viktor sees him in a way only Viktor can. Just as Jayce sees him. He slips his hand out of Viktor, settling it against the other's hip. ]

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