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[ He exhales sharply when the pants are gone, watching Viktor the best that hecan as the other makes his way up onto straddling him again. There's adoration again. Jayce is looking up at Viktor like he hangs the stars in the sky. Even with all of his thoughts twisting in his mind (his name would mean nothing without Viktor, he's nothing without Viktor, he's dead without Viktor) - he can still easily show that he loves the man before him.

The kiss is hungry, they'd only been apart a few days but it felt like an eternity. And he pours that feeling into everything when their lips meet. He brings his hands up to Viktor's cheeks, fingers brushing over where soft flesh meets metal. He wishes he had gotten to do this the day Viktor woke up.

If Jayce knew how he had felt then — maybe he could have salvaged their relationship at home. ]

No one else.

[ That makes him feel glad to know that he's the only one that Viktor trusts the way that he does. He shifts his hips a little, an attempt to grind up into Viktor where he's straddling him. There's neediness in every touch. It's there when he kisses and presses himself into Viktor, holding himself against the man. He needs Viktor to help his mind vanish for awhile. He needs Viktor to quiet his thoughts and voices as he always had. ]

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[ It's that look that gets Viktor to fluster almost immediately when he sees it coming from Jayce. Viktor leans into that touch, almost a purr coming from him as he kisses Jayce's palm until Viktor shifts and pushes Jayce down into the bed—those eyes of his swirling to life with want, desire, love, and affection. He wants nothing more than to allow Jayce to ravage him in whatever way he wants, but he is trying to contain himself.

But before he does anything else, he will straighten a little before rising up onto his knees to change his positioning. His ass is facing Jayce, while he'll face toward the door. Those cool metallic hands ease themselves between Jayce's skin and his underwear as Viktor is slow to remove them. He'll look over his shoulder, his expression nothing short of salacious. ]

You had wanted me to sit on your face, no? This is, eh, a bit different, but I think the positioning should be fine. [ It's muttered before he finishes pulling down Jayce's underwear. He'll lean down further, moving his crotch painfully close to Jayce's face while pressing himself against Jayce's body, something he could never hope to achieve without aches and pains the next morning, in his normal broken form. Viktor, ever so teasingly, will take Jayce's cock into his mouth. ]

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[ He watches Viktor with intense curiosity as the man maneuvers his body into such a position. There's a heat that rushes to his cheeks and ears that he can't hide.

He had. He had wanted to devour every piece of Viktor. He wanted to taste him in full and get the feel of every inch of the man who just told him he returned the love he felt. Jayce would always love him with or without it, but it doesn't make him any less happy to hear it.

When Viktor's mouth goes around his cock, he lets out a moan, eyes falling half-lidded as he attempts to focus on the view, which is so close. ]

Viktor — [ Saying his name as if it were prayer. He moves his hands, sliding up his thighs, touching the metallic flesh. ]

Ah — you're brilliant.

[ Oh, Viktor is treating him. He knows it was the goal, too. But he can't help himself. He can't help his want to please Viktor. ]

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[ He feels Jayce's hands sliding up his thighs, and he can't help but let out a long exhale as he sucks on the tip of Jayce's cock, tongue sliding over the slit before he pulls away. He'll look over his shoulder, particularly needy and lustful as he licks his lips. ]

You wanted to touch me, so do it. [ He needs it, craves it, wants nothing more than to feel Jayce's mouth on him anywhere and everywhere. He'll give Jayce's shaft a long, teasing stroke with those cool metallic hands of his. ]

Or I can tease you and make you keep your hands off of me until it becomes too much. Could you handle it? [ He will give Jayce a flushed and heated look after that challenge. ]

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[ He watches Viktor for a moment - trying to catch a glimpse of the man's mouth on his cock. He lets out a moan, and even though it's soft - it's unrestrained. It's coming from a man who's dropped every guard around Viktor because he trusts him wholly. He just wants to touch and feel him. He wants to ground himself in Viktor's touch and feel what it means to be close to someone like this. The thought of not touching him —

A breathy laugh. ]

I can try.

[ He knows himself well enough to know how long he won't last, but his eyes search, quizzical. (Though he does consider - if it's hands off, that doesn't mean he can't use his mouth, right?) For now, he'll use everything he has until requested otherwise. He tilts his head, kissing everything that he can reach - the inside of Viktor's thighs, his cock so close to his face. His tongue soon follows, tracing on that metallic flesh he's never quite experienced like this before. ]