[Despite knowing exactly why he's doing it, Jayce rolling off him gets a displeased grunt. Even if he was sparing Viktor his full weight, there's something to be said for having such a large body pressed against him, especially considering how insubstantial he feels, most of the time. The absence is felt immediately, to the point where Viktor wastes no time leaning over him again, kissing at his neck and fondling his chest until Jayce directs his attention towards the conveniently-placed lubricant.]
You stashed it?
[Stashed it, like it's some kind of illicit substance. In various places!? Why not just keep it in a drawer in the bedroom? Or a cabinet in the bathroom? It occurs to him that Jayce had no idea where in their tiny, terrible apartment they'd be getting down to business first, so he'd prepared accordingly. Possibly, the idea is that they'll be ready for this no matter where they are. Viktor has the terrible realization that they're never going to get any work done ever again.]
We're going to need to set some boundaries. Later. [Not now, of course. Viktor clambers over Jayce, fumbling for the bottle. He's clearly doing some mental calculations about positioning.] How do you want to do this?
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You stashed it?
[Stashed it, like it's some kind of illicit substance. In various places!? Why not just keep it in a drawer in the bedroom? Or a cabinet in the bathroom? It occurs to him that Jayce had no idea where in their tiny, terrible apartment they'd be getting down to business first, so he'd prepared accordingly. Possibly, the idea is that they'll be ready for this no matter where they are. Viktor has the terrible realization that they're never going to get any work done ever again.]
We're going to need to set some boundaries. Later. [Not now, of course. Viktor clambers over Jayce, fumbling for the bottle. He's clearly doing some mental calculations about positioning.] How do you want to do this?