Jayce loves sentimentality, he is dripping with it at all times, but it is so sweet to see Viktor getting into it for him. And enjoying it too for himself. Their intimacy is close in a way even he couldn't have imagined, since he never had it before Viktor. It's still amazing to him how much the reality surpassed his fantasy. He does think that Viktor was a little sentimental deep down, but Jayce is the one who gets to enjoy it.
It might take time before Jayce doesn't treat Viktor carefully because their relationship so far was always in consideration of his pain or his illness. By the time it progressed toward the end he treated Viktor like glass, and he is unlearning that again. For example, he keeps his full weight off him despite being on top, but he pouts as Viktor puts a wrench in his frisky plans. He runs a hand down Viktor's side and curls around his good knee, squeezing, settling between his legs like he belongs there.
Jayce kisses the moles on his face lovingly and then trails down to kiss them on his neck too. He is reluctant to stop, enticing as always. "Just give me a little taste." As if with Jayce a little taste ever ended there, he always makes it a full meal.
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Jayce loves sentimentality, he is dripping with it at all times, but it is so sweet to see Viktor getting into it for him. And enjoying it too for himself. Their intimacy is close in a way even he couldn't have imagined, since he never had it before Viktor. It's still amazing to him how much the reality surpassed his fantasy. He does think that Viktor was a little sentimental deep down, but Jayce is the one who gets to enjoy it.
It might take time before Jayce doesn't treat Viktor carefully because their relationship so far was always in consideration of his pain or his illness. By the time it progressed toward the end he treated Viktor like glass, and he is unlearning that again. For example, he keeps his full weight off him despite being on top, but he pouts as Viktor puts a wrench in his frisky plans. He runs a hand down Viktor's side and curls around his good knee, squeezing, settling between his legs like he belongs there.
Jayce kisses the moles on his face lovingly and then trails down to kiss them on his neck too. He is reluctant to stop, enticing as always. "Just give me a little taste." As if with Jayce a little taste ever ended there, he always makes it a full meal.