[ Jayce spent most of his life being on the outside, being considered strange long before everyone found out about his illegal experimentation. As a child he was considered odd too, focusing on things that most children wouldn't consider, and while handsome and compelling as an adult, he still was never really seen clearly. He doesn't feel secure around most people, but Viktor has always made him feel heard and seen. Viktor's attention and affection gave him something special, so it's no wonder he longs for more, he wants Viktor's full focus.
His request goes out of his head for a moment when Viktor plays with his nipple and Jayce's back arches, pushing his chest into Viktor's hand and his ass back into him at the same time. His free hand clenches tightly into the sheet and as Viktor torments him more, he twists it so hard that the sheet is pulled closer to them and bunched a little. ]
Don't stop.
[ He pleads with Viktor when he pauses inside of him for a moment, whimpering, the mouth on his neck branding him. It is not difficult to get him loud, he's moaning and wriggling, making a broken sound when he taunts him about his ego. Jayce nods his head frantically. ]
I love your accent, love how you say my name. Fuck, I'm so close.
[ His chest is heaving, his voice rough. ]
Please, harder, come in me, I want it.
[ Anything else Jayce might say is now muffled by Viktor's fingers in his mouth but he takes them in, sucking on them flagrantly. He feels it building, it's tense at the base of his spine, climbing up him, tight as a bowstring. He lets go of Viktor's ass and puts his hand over Viktor's on his chest, holding it to his heart. Jayce is on the edge and it's obvious, his whole body taut. ]
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Date: 2022-06-26 04:44 pm (UTC)His request goes out of his head for a moment when Viktor plays with his nipple and Jayce's back arches, pushing his chest into Viktor's hand and his ass back into him at the same time. His free hand clenches tightly into the sheet and as Viktor torments him more, he twists it so hard that the sheet is pulled closer to them and bunched a little. ]
Don't stop.
[ He pleads with Viktor when he pauses inside of him for a moment, whimpering, the mouth on his neck branding him. It is not difficult to get him loud, he's moaning and wriggling, making a broken sound when he taunts him about his ego. Jayce nods his head frantically. ]
I love your accent, love how you say my name. Fuck, I'm so close.
[ His chest is heaving, his voice rough. ]
Please, harder, come in me, I want it.
[ Anything else Jayce might say is now muffled by Viktor's fingers in his mouth but he takes them in, sucking on them flagrantly. He feels it building, it's tense at the base of his spine, climbing up him, tight as a bowstring. He lets go of Viktor's ass and puts his hand over Viktor's on his chest, holding it to his heart. Jayce is on the edge and it's obvious, his whole body taut. ]