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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. ]