[ Jayce is pleased, Viktor said he would take anything Jayce wanted to give, and he has a mountain of ideas. So many of them involve being so familiar with each other that they're practically one person. Attached at the hip in more than one way. He can't wait to see Viktor in the throes of passion, having had only a few encounters leaning that way and they are already incredibly intense. Jayce suspected they would be compatible here like they are in every other way.
Viktor is wet and he's dripping on Jayce, but he is the one who started this, so it's his fault. His clothes will survive. He is eager and excited and he whines a little when the kiss ends and he's pushed. But Viktor is right that if he gave in a little longer, they wouldn't make it to the bed. He would hoist Viktor up on the sink and it would be incredible, but not what they want. ]
Come get me, V.
[ Jayce is not embarrassed about how fast he follows that request, going straight to Viktor's room. He kicks off his shoes in there instead of pausing by the door. There is a distinct bottle he bought and has one in each of their rooms, just in case. He puts it in clear view, there is nothing subtle about here, this is no exception.
He hesitates at first as he thinks about whether he should strip down. If Viktor would rather do that himself, peel him apart piece by piece. But Viktor got naked first so really, he might as well catch up. Jayce pulls his clothes off and tossed them with his shoes, getting on the bed. He lies there casually, sitting against the head board, fully on display. Like they talked about before, Jayce does know he's handsome. He knows his body is impressive, broad, well-muscled, smooth. And it matters more that Viktor thinks so than anyone else. He wants Viktor to look at him right then and desire him.
He even stretches his arms behind him, hands on his neck, knowing how it makes his torso and arms appear more ripped. Look at him, Viktor. He's all yours. ]
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Date: 2022-06-19 05:21 am (UTC)Viktor is wet and he's dripping on Jayce, but he is the one who started this, so it's his fault. His clothes will survive. He is eager and excited and he whines a little when the kiss ends and he's pushed. But Viktor is right that if he gave in a little longer, they wouldn't make it to the bed. He would hoist Viktor up on the sink and it would be incredible, but not what they want. ]
Come get me, V.
[ Jayce is not embarrassed about how fast he follows that request, going straight to Viktor's room. He kicks off his shoes in there instead of pausing by the door. There is a distinct bottle he bought and has one in each of their rooms, just in case. He puts it in clear view, there is nothing subtle about here, this is no exception.
He hesitates at first as he thinks about whether he should strip down. If Viktor would rather do that himself, peel him apart piece by piece. But Viktor got naked first so really, he might as well catch up. Jayce pulls his clothes off and tossed them with his shoes, getting on the bed. He lies there casually, sitting against the head board, fully on display. Like they talked about before, Jayce does know he's handsome. He knows his body is impressive, broad, well-muscled, smooth. And it matters more that Viktor thinks so than anyone else. He wants Viktor to look at him right then and desire him.
He even stretches his arms behind him, hands on his neck, knowing how it makes his torso and arms appear more ripped. Look at him, Viktor. He's all yours. ]