[For as much as he likes to think he's composed, Viktor can't stay completely focused, not when they've settled into a rhythm and he can feel pleasure building at the base of his spine. His fingers slip out of Jayce's mouth and his hand immediately moves to rest on his shoulder, providing a little more stability as things get increasingly fervent. Even Jayce's suggestion spurs him on, and he rolls his hips in response, trying to grind out every last bit of friction that he can.]
Yes-- [He doesn't even have to think about the answer to that. Viktor's got a mental checklist of everything he wants to try, and this is only the start of it.] --I want that.
[Like he even needs to be asked. This particular post-breakfast round is meant to be something of a breather, before they get back into more involved arrangements that require more preparation, but even this has him almost panting with exertion, especially as he picks up the pace, an indication that he's about to drive them both towards completion.
Jayce might be the one taking orders, but Viktor, in turn, can't deny him anything he asks for. He crushes his lips against Jayce's waiting mouth, wasting no time, outright gasping into him.]
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Yes-- [He doesn't even have to think about the answer to that. Viktor's got a mental checklist of everything he wants to try, and this is only the start of it.] --I want that.
[Like he even needs to be asked. This particular post-breakfast round is meant to be something of a breather, before they get back into more involved arrangements that require more preparation, but even this has him almost panting with exertion, especially as he picks up the pace, an indication that he's about to drive them both towards completion.
Jayce might be the one taking orders, but Viktor, in turn, can't deny him anything he asks for. He crushes his lips against Jayce's waiting mouth, wasting no time, outright gasping into him.]