[ Jayce whines when Viktor slides out of his lap, reaching out to touch him as he goes although it's all for show, he doesn't do anything to actually stop him. He just pouts and watches him leave. It's pathetic to miss him right away but he does, so he's pathetic, that's fine. He knows the whys so he impatiently watches the doorway for when Viktor returns. The no was for him moving, not for the idea, which is pretty hilarious.
But Jayce is still pouting when Viktor comes back, a show for sure considering how amused and warm his eyes are in contrast. He's just glad Viktor didn't dare pick those boxers back up because Jayce would keep throwing them farther away if he had to. He doesn't want a stitch of clothing on them any time soon.
He lets him wipe him off though, it's only fair. ]
I already have a list.
[ Jayce isn't happy until he gets to touch Viktor too, his hands automatically moving to cup his cheek and slide down the arm holding the cloth. He steals the cloth from him and puts it aside, taking Viktor's hand into his, threading their fingers together. He's clean enough.]
I'm pretty sure I've been the one openly sharing fantasies.
[ Jayce begged Viktor to be in him, he put his mouth on him, he said he wanted Viktor to ride him, wanted him in the gravity-less room. He has zero qualms or hesitations about sharing his desires now that they're being let loose. He pulls Viktor's hand toward his mouth and kisses his wrist, the inside of his arm. ]
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[ Jayce whines when Viktor slides out of his lap, reaching out to touch him as he goes although it's all for show, he doesn't do anything to actually stop him. He just pouts and watches him leave. It's pathetic to miss him right away but he does, so he's pathetic, that's fine. He knows the whys so he impatiently watches the doorway for when Viktor returns. The no was for him moving, not for the idea, which is pretty hilarious.
But Jayce is still pouting when Viktor comes back, a show for sure considering how amused and warm his eyes are in contrast. He's just glad Viktor didn't dare pick those boxers back up because Jayce would keep throwing them farther away if he had to. He doesn't want a stitch of clothing on them any time soon.
He lets him wipe him off though, it's only fair. ]
I already have a list.
[ Jayce isn't happy until he gets to touch Viktor too, his hands automatically moving to cup his cheek and slide down the arm holding the cloth. He steals the cloth from him and puts it aside, taking Viktor's hand into his, threading their fingers together. He's clean enough.]
I'm pretty sure I've been the one openly sharing fantasies.
[ Jayce begged Viktor to be in him, he put his mouth on him, he said he wanted Viktor to ride him, wanted him in the gravity-less room. He has zero qualms or hesitations about sharing his desires now that they're being let loose. He pulls Viktor's hand toward his mouth and kisses his wrist, the inside of his arm. ]
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