[Viktor rolls his eyes in an attempt to gloss over the fact that he'd lost his composure and was genuinely begging, though they both know it certainly won't be the last time. He knows that despite what he's saying, his body is betraying him regardless, the way he's holding Jayce inside him more than enough indication that he enjoyed himself. And, of course, he's filing all this away for later--all the better to precisely calculate everything that makes Jayce come undone.
He does not actually count the seconds because he doesn't mind the weight of Jayce's body on his, but it's true that they have to move. As soon as Jayce is able to pull out, Viktor will scoot out from under him, turning on his side so that they can be face to face. In the meantime, he gives his chest and collar (what he can see of it, anyway) a little glance, taking in the bruises that have risen to the surface of his skin.]
You've simply ruined me. [A joke, of course. Viktor knows he actively encouraged this, and he'll be proud to wear the marks, but their relationship is still partially defined by teasing each other. This is no exception.] You're lucky I like it.
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Date: 2022-08-01 05:34 pm (UTC)[Viktor rolls his eyes in an attempt to gloss over the fact that he'd lost his composure and was genuinely begging, though they both know it certainly won't be the last time. He knows that despite what he's saying, his body is betraying him regardless, the way he's holding Jayce inside him more than enough indication that he enjoyed himself. And, of course, he's filing all this away for later--all the better to precisely calculate everything that makes Jayce come undone.
He does not actually count the seconds because he doesn't mind the weight of Jayce's body on his, but it's true that they have to move. As soon as Jayce is able to pull out, Viktor will scoot out from under him, turning on his side so that they can be face to face. In the meantime, he gives his chest and collar (what he can see of it, anyway) a little glance, taking in the bruises that have risen to the surface of his skin.]
You've simply ruined me. [A joke, of course. Viktor knows he actively encouraged this, and he'll be proud to wear the marks, but their relationship is still partially defined by teasing each other. This is no exception.] You're lucky I like it.