I told you, I spent my time in the wagon writing my memoir.
[He isn't fooling anyone, but despite their new openness with each other, Viktor still likes to play some things close to the chest. Teasing Jayce has always been part of the fun, and this will just give him an excuse to continue. Maybe make it even worse, given the whole new realm of it they've just opened for each other. Already he's burning up with anticipation, even just sitting here motionless with his eyes closed, waiting for Jayce to finish. He feels the proximity of his mouth and tries to tilt his head to capture Jayce's lips, knowing that in doing so he looks vulnerable and wanting. He doesn't think he particularly cares.
When told to do so, Viktor slips under the water, running his hands through his hair to rinse out all the shampoo. Satisfied, he pulls the plug and runs the tap again, giving himself one last once-over with the bar of soap, if only to make sure he's scrubbed away all the dust and sweat of the journey. Only a moment later, Jayce is waiting for him with a towel.]
Help me up, please.
[He's already halfway there, reaching for the bar on the wall that they installed--Viktor can certainly go the rest of the way himself, but he's feeling a little sluggish from the warm water, to say nothing of the exhaustion from the journey catching up with him. He thinks he might like to be taken care of, just a little bit longer.]
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Date: 2022-06-19 04:40 am (UTC)[He isn't fooling anyone, but despite their new openness with each other, Viktor still likes to play some things close to the chest. Teasing Jayce has always been part of the fun, and this will just give him an excuse to continue. Maybe make it even worse, given the whole new realm of it they've just opened for each other. Already he's burning up with anticipation, even just sitting here motionless with his eyes closed, waiting for Jayce to finish. He feels the proximity of his mouth and tries to tilt his head to capture Jayce's lips, knowing that in doing so he looks vulnerable and wanting. He doesn't think he particularly cares.
When told to do so, Viktor slips under the water, running his hands through his hair to rinse out all the shampoo. Satisfied, he pulls the plug and runs the tap again, giving himself one last once-over with the bar of soap, if only to make sure he's scrubbed away all the dust and sweat of the journey. Only a moment later, Jayce is waiting for him with a towel.]
Help me up, please.
[He's already halfway there, reaching for the bar on the wall that they installed--Viktor can certainly go the rest of the way himself, but he's feeling a little sluggish from the warm water, to say nothing of the exhaustion from the journey catching up with him. He thinks he might like to be taken care of, just a little bit longer.]