Of course I'm going to take advantage of getting what I want, V. I'm not that stupid. And I am opportunistic.
[ Viktor is offering him up intimacy, sex, true partnership, everything he has been thinking about on a platter and Jayce is going to jump on it immediately. He's not quite at a point yet where there isn't a part of him worried that if he doesn't, it could go away. This is all so new and he wants to hold onto it, tightly. Viktor is naked in a bath next to him and it feels completely normal, somehow, if a little more thrilling than normal.
Jayce knows that his dream probably will not happen the way he pictured. It's a fantasy, it isn't something someone would expect to be real. Even if they find a cure for Viktor's illness, it likely won't end up the exact way he thought, and that's fine. The reality will be better than the idea, it already is. They are not playing by the rules of his fantasy in the first place. They wouldn't have had a fight before they got together, for example. Everything is much more perfect in dreams.
He hands the shampoo over, looking forward to smelling or touching his hair when it's clean again.]
Okay, I can practice that.
[ Jayce sits casually where he is, looking up at the ceiling for a moment, a smirk curling at his lips. Because he is about to be both clever and a little flustered. ]
What I want is for you to get clean and then take me to your room and pound me into the mattress.
[ It probably would land better if even saying it didn't make Jayce's cheeks heat a little, but it's the thought that counts. They might not be kids, but it still is talking about the first time being with the man he loves. He doesn't know if it would be a surprise to hear his preferred approach but there really is a long list for him. You could take one off anywhere on his page and he would be happy about it. ]
Here, let me help with your hair. You can relax
[ Calm, as if he didn't just shamelessly come onto him, but Jayce thinks it would be sweet to wash his hair and let Viktor relax in the tub and let someone take care of him for once. He's never done anything like that before, but it seems like it would be nice. ]
[The unspoken question of who will be doing what this afternoon--not that he objects to Jayce's request. In fact, there might be a wry smile on his face as he pours shampoo into his hand and starts to run it through his hair. He might be feeling a little nervous himself, masking it with the banter to avoid tipping his hand, letting Jayce know just how excited he is to do everything he asks for.
There's still, at least, work to be done here. Viktor doesn't want to be treated like he's fragile, but he does think he could get used to being pampered. Jayce offers to wash his hair and, well. How can he say no? He adjusts, leaning back against the bath so that he's within reach, letting his eyes slide closed.]
I'm open to everything. But this first time, yeah.
[ Jayce is very flexible in what he likes although he has a tendency to follow the other person's desires, unsurprising considering his general state of being. He is so eager to please, always, it gives him endless joy to make other people happy. And when it comes to sex, there is nothing wrong with his need to please. If anything, it makes him a great lover. So this is actually rare, him stating a preference upfront, but this has been in his mind a long time.
Especially the past few nights, waiting for Viktor to get back and make good on his promises.
Jayce is delighted at the permission, he will continue to be amazed every time Viktor lets him do something he didn't expect. He smiles wide and turns toward the bath, getting on his knees next to it so he can face him more directly. He wets his hands so they slide easier into Viktor's dark hair. He runs his fingers through Viktor's hair first before gently starting to knead the shampoo into it, unsurprisingly good at this considering how perfect his own hair tends to be. ]
I want you to get used to it. I want you to enjoy it.
I guess you've had plenty of time to think about it.
[Considering Jayce's comment about being in his room, with no traveling companions, when they parted in the Horizon, Viktor can make some assumptions about what he's been doing. Deciding what he wants, for one. Preparing accordingly, and not just in the sense of cleaning their apartment. Who is he to deny him, at this point? There's a warmth pooling in his stomach, separate from the heat of the bathtub, which he recognizes as anticipation. Relaxing here is nice, but he's quickly growing impatient for the aforementioned bed, and getting Jayce in it. Even now, he wants to lean over and kiss him, the only thing preventing him from doing so the fact that Jayce is washing his hair.
He can't do much more than keep his eyes closed, to avoid getting soap in them. Jayce's hands are practiced, and as he massages his scalp he makes a contented noise in the back of his throat, settling into his reclined position.]
If you're trying to spoil me, it's working. [He's starting to think he might like to get spoiled in other ways, too.] Tell me when I can rinse.
[ Jayce is curious about that, he really has to assume so, considering Viktor started their kissing in the first place and went right into his lap. Surely he's thought about this, about them. Enough that he told Jayce he wanted sex between them to be real this first time. It's sentimental. Unlike him. Soft. Jayce loves it. He has some nervous energy to him still, anticipation mixed in there. It will be nice after their waves of lust, which he expects, to continue this intimacy too. He wants to hold Viktor in his arms, touch all of his body.
Viktor is giving in to the simple pleasure of being cared for and that itself is frankly hot. Jaye doesn't know how much longer he can hold out. He takes advantage of the fact Viktor can't move or open his eyes while he cleans his hair to lean in and kiss his high cheekbone, his chin. So beautiful. ]
I am. You have no idea how much I want to give you everything.
[ He slicks down Viktor's hair and drops his hands into the water to rinse himself off. ]
Go under.
[ The towels are nearby so Jayce doesn't have to go far to grab one and he gets up, ready with it so Viktor can step out of the bath and get dry and cozy right away. ]
I told you, I spent my time in the wagon writing my memoir.
[He isn't fooling anyone, but despite their new openness with each other, Viktor still likes to play some things close to the chest. Teasing Jayce has always been part of the fun, and this will just give him an excuse to continue. Maybe make it even worse, given the whole new realm of it they've just opened for each other. Already he's burning up with anticipation, even just sitting here motionless with his eyes closed, waiting for Jayce to finish. He feels the proximity of his mouth and tries to tilt his head to capture Jayce's lips, knowing that in doing so he looks vulnerable and wanting. He doesn't think he particularly cares.
When told to do so, Viktor slips under the water, running his hands through his hair to rinse out all the shampoo. Satisfied, he pulls the plug and runs the tap again, giving himself one last once-over with the bar of soap, if only to make sure he's scrubbed away all the dust and sweat of the journey. Only a moment later, Jayce is waiting for him with a towel.]
Help me up, please.
[He's already halfway there, reaching for the bar on the wall that they installed--Viktor can certainly go the rest of the way himself, but he's feeling a little sluggish from the warm water, to say nothing of the exhaustion from the journey catching up with him. He thinks he might like to be taken care of, just a little bit longer.]
[ Jayce would actually love to read a memoir written by Viktor, he knows it would be fascinating! He does like being teased, he teases his loved ones too, but Viktor's always had this wry sense of humor that has an immediate way to get him laughing. The fact their flirting is added to the mix is appealing. When Viktor tilts his head to steal a kiss from him, he gives into it, pliable and wanting. They made it through the bath and were completely good, they should get a medal. He should definitely get a medal considering how delicious Viktor looks naked. ]
I'd like to do this again some time, but touch you while you're relaxing? I like taking care of you.
[ Viktor's look of contentment as Jayce pampers him is attractive. He thinks it would be great to let him lie back again and simply enjoy the attention. See, he is absolutely able to verbalize his wants when it's something he desires as much as this. He still flusters a little about it, but it's too good a vision to pass up.
He reaches over to take Viktor firmly by the elbow and helps him stand the rest of the way. Jayce is ridiculously strong, and Viktor is so very light. He offers the towel but as soon as it's taken from him Jayce wastes no more time. He cups Viktor's face in his hands like the Horizon and pulls him into a deep kiss.
He probably should have let him dry off but he has been waiting long enough and they will move out of the bathroom in a minute. Jayce should get at least thirty seconds to thoroughly search Viktor's mouth with his tongue. ]
[The joke is, of course, that there is no memoir. And also that, very much in spite of himself, he enjoyed this, and might not be opposed to being cared for in the future. There's something appealing about letting Jayce have his way with him--a thought for later, perhaps. They've hardly begun to explore each other.
Viktor has barely passed the towel through his hair and twisted it around his waist before he's swept up in another kiss--deeper, this time, more passionate, indicative of what they're about to do now that he's cleaned up as promised. Jayce's hands hold him in place and it's so easy to collapse into the touch, leaning against a much more substantial body and simply becoming as receptive as possible. He parts his lips, welcomes Jayce into his mouth and breathes him in, hands sliding down his broad shoulders and settling there. Viktor is still soaked from the bath, dripping onto the floor, but an extra few moments won't hurt.
Still, he knows he needs to be the one with a modicum of self-control.]
Go, [He says, a slight urgency in his voice now, even as he's breathless from the kiss. Viktor presses his hand against Jayce's chest to urge him out the door. If he doesn't do it now, they're going to end up staying here, and he can't imagine it's going to be the most comfortable scenario.] I'll meet you in my room.
[ 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. ]
[He stubbornly keeps Jayce away, insisting that they need to relocate (if only because he's dripping water all over the floor). Viktor lets him go, then takes the next minute or two to dry off fully and pull his boxer shorts back on--a little pointless, considering that he's about to remove them again, but it warms him up a bit and it will give Jayce something to do, at least to start. He's surprised, how little apprehension he has--only excitement, and anticipation, and what he recognizes as desire, smoldering comfortably in the pit of his stomach.
Viktor stays in the bathroom just long enough to get his hair to damp, then he gingerly makes his way to the bedroom, mindful of the fact that he isn't wearing his brace. It's possible he expects Jayce to still be wearing something, and when he steps into the entranceway, cannot help but roll his eyes. It's ridiculous and endearing all at once, so his first inclination is to make fun of him for it.]
I changed my mind. I think I'm going to kill you, instead.
[That said, this is not an objectionable view. Viktor, despite his best efforts, does not manage a threatening facial expression for very long, though he will heave a sigh, shaking his head as he leans his crutch up against the wall and climbs onto the mattress, wanting to get his hands on the body in front fo him as quickly as possible. Viktor slides up against him and captures Jayce's chin with a hand, turning it towards him a little forcibly.]
[ Jayce is also buzzing with excitement now that it seems they're actually going to get started. Their heated encounter in the Horizon was enough to get him hot and bothered, and it's been days since so now he's longing to finish what they started. He did not expect Viktor to put anything back on so now he thinks maybe he should have let Viktor unwrap him like a present, but too late now. He rolls his eyes right back that Viktor decides to mess with him instead of being impressed; typical!
Despite Viktor's put-upon attitude, Jayce observes that he does hurry to get on the bed and join him. He drops his arms down so he can use them, catching his breath when Viktor comes close. And maybe his heart beat races even more when Viktor forcefully grips his chin like that, lust shooting through him. Would it be a surprise to know he likes being pushed around? It shouldn't be. ]
Are you saying you don't like what you see? Because I can put my clothes back on.
[ Jayce reaches out to grip Viktor's side and encourages him closer, wanting little more than to feel Viktor's body against him, skin on skin. Jayce unsurprisingly runs hot, he's basically a furnace, his brown skin flushed. He frankly doesn't plan on putting his clothes back on for the foreseeable future. He wants to linger in bed as long as Viktor will allow him after this. ]
Touch me. Please. I love your hands. I want them on me.
[ He's always admired Viktor's long fingers and hands, watching them work, and he's wondered before, what it would be like to have them touching him with the same caress they do his inventions. ]
[The urge to curl up against Jayce's side, warm as he is, and give in to the creeping exhaustion of the last week or so is very tempting, but there will be plenty of time for that later. For once, he has no thoughts of work, or the lab, or the things he's supposed to be doing--everything has been reduced down to the man in front of him, and all he wants is to give Jayce everything he asks for. Luckily, he's voicing it for once, all inhibitions gone now that they're on the same page. Of course Viktor wants to oblige.]
Now you ask for what you want.
[It's clear, also, that Jayce likes to be given direction and told what to do. Viktor will file that away for later use--for now, he'll oblige this first request, splaying his hand on Jayce's chest as he pushes up against his side, craning over him to kiss him fully, hot and open-mouthed. His fingers skim down the flat plane of Jayce's stomach, becoming accustomed to the feel of it under his hands, with no clothing in the way. Just kissing is more than a little exhilarating, and he's content to do that for a moment, settling against each other and taking in the warmth of the body next to him.
Viktor doesn't wait very long, however, to take things further, a testament to his own impatience. He refuses to break the kiss, but slides his good leg over Jayce's middle in order to pull himself up and over, straddling him at the waist so that he can better touch with both hands free.]
[ Jayce was somewhat waiting to find out if Viktor might want to rest before doing this, although he's not sure his lust could satisfy itself now that they're getting started. But they can sleep after. He wants to wear him out, wear them both out. He has no shame about saying please now that they've started. Viktor will find it very easy to get him to beg. Jayce is touch-starved and loud and needy and he doesn't have the ability to be sorry about that when Viktor's lying next to him and kissing him.
Jayce moans into the kiss and one hand slides into his hair and the other to run against his back. He shivers from the first brush of Viktor's fingers over his chest and it feels like he's leaving a trail of heat as he does for Jayce, his skin alight through his stomach too. Jayce lets Viktor set the pace; Jayce follows direction well and he takes initiative, but he's really into the idea of Viktor taking what he wants for once.
Desire shudders through him when Viktor fully straddles him and he lets his own hands wander hungrily over Viktor's body, careful against his spine although he is learning how Viktor's body responds. So he experimentally runs a hand over Viktor's chest and rubs at a nipple. His body is coming alive and excited between their kisses and the weight of Viktor on him, arching up into the touches, needing more. Jayce is very responsive.
He pulls out of the kiss so they both can breathe but also so he can look up at Viktor, Jayce's eyes more gold than brown when heated like this. ]
[Viktor takes in every breath--every minute shift in expression, the tensing of muscles underneath him. He wants to learn how Jayce responds to every tiny bit of stimulation, calculate it mathematically and reproduce the desired effect as much as he wants. Once again, sheer possibility is laid out before him, and it's overwhelming. Not knowing how much time he'll have to take what he wants, Viktor resolves to do as much as possible.
For now, sitting on top of Jayce, leaning over to kiss him, exploring his mouth with his tongue is probably more than he ever could have hoped for. Knowing that this is only the beginning--that they're going to take it much further than this--is thrilling in a way he hasn't experienced in a long time.]
I want you to show me--
[He gasps a little, not finishing the thought in favor of searching for Jayce's mouth again. There will be plenty of time for Viktor to take what he wants--pound Jayce into the mattress, using his own phrasing. Right now, however, he's still mellowed from the bath, a little fixated on the way Jayce wanted to make him feel good. Still wearing his boxers, he grinds down on Jayce experimentally, teasing, then dips his head to drag his tongue in a hot line up the tight strain of his neck.]
--you've wanted this for so long. What sorts of things did you imagine?
[ Jayce groans loudly when Viktor grinds down against him and he strains back against him, hardening and turning his head to give him more access to his neck. He can feel that lick right down to his toes. It gives him ideas. So does Viktor's prodding of him, and the memory of how he seemed to react so well to being taken care of. Jayce smiles up at him and then abruptly sits up, leaning up into Viktor's body and brushing their chests together. ]
I'll show you. I'm going to move you.
[ It feels like a fair warning to give since for anyone else it is easy to do, but Jayce is going to be very conscientious about Viktor's leg and back as he does. He shows exactly that by the firm arm around him and a grip on Viktor's good thigh so that he can spin him in one easy move and drop Viktor very gently back onto the bed. He gives him a few moments to adjust to the change before immediately dropping his head down and not getting distracted by his mouth, going for his neck.
That beautiful long neck that he only got to taste briefly in the Horizon is now his to suck on lightly, careful not to put too much weight on top of Viktor while at the same time just enough for him to feel Jayce's large body against him. He wants to kiss all of him, but he settles for down his chest and licks experimentally at the nipple he played with before. Jayce's body moves down as he does, in a very deliberate path.
His mouth trails down Viktor's stomach and he pauses at the top of the boxers, looking up at Viktor from where he currently lies, his hands and strong arms holding him up, settling between Viktor's thin legs. ]
I imagined putting my mouth on you, giving you pleasure.
[ Jayce purposely kisses on top of the boxers where he wants to be, watching Viktor's face, seeking permission. ]
[He appreciates the heads up, though he's still getting used to how easy it is for Jayce to move him. They'll have to have a real discussion about that, at one point or another, about how Viktor doesn't want it happening without express permission, but he understands what's happening and is provided adequate warning. Viktor will even put his arms around Jayce's neck, less to actually hold on, and more because it keeps them closer together as he switches their positions.
There's a moment to adjust (Viktor slides a pillow under the small of his back, just for extra insurance), but soon enough he's gazing expectantly up at Jayce, then leaning his head back to provide better access to his neck. He feels vulnerable, like this, but not necessarily in a way he dislikes, and he clings to Jayce tightly as he starts to work his way down, only loosening his hold when Jayce gets low enough to slip out of his embrace.
It's a good look for him, that's certain. Viktor's hands start looking for purchase in his hair and he sinks back into the pillows as Jayce licks and kisses his way down.]
Of course, Jayce. [There's a little hitch of anticipation in his breath, and he's watching this intently.] Anything you want.
[ Jayce could probably carry him around for an entire day and only get tired by the end of it, these muscles are not for show. He does understand Viktor enough to know he doesn't like being carried, which is why he warned him, but he'll be open to making boundaries on this. For now, this seemed to be the quickest route to bringing them here, and he notes that Viktor put the pillow under. A good thing to know for their sexual future.
The permission is sweetly said, anything you want, and Jayce smiles lovingly up at them. It'll take a while for him to adjust to the fact he can actually have what he wants. It still doesn't feel real. He leans to the side briefly so he can slide Viktor's boxers off. He peeked while Viktor was in the bath, he allowed him to look on purpose, but he now gets a chance to really appreciate Viktor's naked body. It's different to look than to touch. ]
You're all I want. Touch and pull my hair as much as you like.
[ He really likes his hair being played with. Jayce settles back between his legs and takes his time now that he has it. He kisses the soft skin of his thighs and from the base of his length up to the tip. He strokes at it with his tongue steadily, wetting up the sensitive skin, encouraging Viktor into arousal. Viktor is freshly clean and tastes good, curling his tongue along the base of the head to touch the sensitive nerves there. He can't express how many times he's thought about just this and now it's happening and it feels special.
One hand easily keeps him up and the other wraps around the base to hold him steady, his thumb caressing the skin at the same time. Jayce reads Viktor's signals as he goes, it is always unique to the person, but his mouth is already watering from wanting more. He takes the head in first as he lowers down to take more of Viktor and tightens his mouth around him. He moans around him, this experience as blissful to him. ]
[He pitches his hips up to make boxer removal easier, but then resolves to recline and let Jayce have his way (Viktor deserves it, at this point). There's something to be said for being at the mercy of someone else, though he knows that isn't really the case--he can sit here and provide direction which Jayce will accept eagerly and execute enthusiastically. He knows that his partner is a people-pleaser by nature, and that must extend to the bedroom. That much is already obvious, even in the way that Viktor scratches his hairline and Jayce immediately says that he can do whatever he likes.
He won't, however, be too forceful, too quickly, not when it's so easy to enjoy the gentle touches, the feeling of Jayce's mouth against the inside of his thigh, and then his tongue at the base of his cock. Viktor is already half-hard, the natural result of their touching and kissing, but those hands and that mouth will quickly bring him the rest of the way. The hot, wet heat of Jayce's tongue against the length of him has his stomach clenching, and his chest heaves with a sharp inhale when Jayce's mouth closes around him, even shallowly.
Viktor does his best to play a little reserved, in control, but there's color in his cheeks and hearing Jayce moan, when he's barely begun, threatens to undo him. It's been a long time since he's felt so openly wanted.]
You look perfect like this. [The vantage point is excellent, and he regards Jayce with half-lidded eyes, both hands starting to pet through his hair, both as encouragement and to keep him where he is--to encourage him to take in more.] And you like it, don't you? Already moaning.
[ This is somewhere being a people pleaser is a gift, not a hindrance. Jayce has singular focus on what he desires or is interested in, and now Viktor is going to get the full weight of his total attention. Nothing else exists to him outside of this bed and this man. He likes how relaxed and comfortable Viktor seems to be with him, trusting that he can make good on his promise. There is trust in letting Jayce guide here and he appreciates it. He has no doubt Viktor will speak up if he wants something.
Viktor is less obvious than Jayce when it comes to reaction so he soaks in the sharp inhale. Jayce takes in more of him, sliding his hand in a nice solid stroke, up to where his mouth is and down again. Any plans to continue to make this slow go out the window when Viktor speaks and Jayce shudders, eyes snapping up to him. It probably isn't a surprise that any kind of compliment makes pleasure shoot through him, responding to the encouragement with a sound between a moan and a whimper.
All he wants then is more; more words, more gasps, more Viktor enjoying himself. Jayce drops his eyes away and focuses entirely again. He starts moving up and down on him much quicker now, ramping up, feeling the slide of Viktor from his lips deeper into his throat. It's been a while since he did this so he is being a little ambitious, but he is so wrapped up in making this incredible, he doesn't care.
His hand moves even faster than his head bobbing, stroking twice in the space it takes him to surround Viktor with wet heat. Jayce is no longer playing around, he wants to make Viktor's fingers dig into his hair. ]
[Jayce picks up speed almost immediately--Viktor should have been prepared for this, but maybe he underestimated the effect his own words would have. Despite his bravado, he's still feeling this out, too, not sure how Jayce is going to react to any given command or response. The eagerness, at least, is something he recognizes. Earnest, like the rest of him.
Viktor, in contrast, is more reserved, but Jayce starts to plunge deeper and move his hand more quickly and it's difficult even for him to keep quiet. Perhaps there's a part of him that wants Jayce to know he's doing a good job, even if it's a little involuntary, on his part. What started as a cool, half-lidded gaze becomes less composed, Viktor's expression going a little slack and breath becoming more heavy as his knees bend and back arches. In spite of himself, a drawn-out, satisfied noise rises from the back of his throat, which he tries to mask with more words of encouragement (even if he knows that, in all likelihood, it will only make things worse, as far as his composure is concerned).]
That's--that's good, Jayce. Keep going.
[He'll stop him, in a second, right before he gets too close to the edge, but Viktor thinks he can last a little longer, hips pitching upward in tandem with the motion of Jayce's mouth, trying to see how much he can take. All the while, his fingers twist in Jayce's hair, grasping and pulling as if it's the only thing anchoring him to the moment--without it to ground him, he might lose control.]
[ Jayce will do this every day if it gets Viktor like this, spread out beneath him, losing control over his calm. There is no time he wouldn't be willing to get on his knees for his lover, which may end up being very distracting for them both, but also, glorious. He forgot how much he likes making his bed partner toss and turn, the grip on his head tight, every movement or noise a compliment to his passion. Any reaction out of Viktor would be loud to anyone else.
He wants to look up and see Viktor's face but doing so would put him out of his rhythm, so he'll have to save that for a time when he gets to pull him into a finish. Jayce hums in appreciation when Viktor starts thrusting into his mouth, just fast enough himself that he manages not to gag on him, although he comes very close. And he doesn't mind, frankly. The near-gag, right on the verge of it with how deep he goes, only makes him more keyed into what's happening. It's Viktor enjoying himself, taking what he wants out of Jayce.
The encouragement has gone straight to his head and frankly, if Viktor doesn't stop him, Jayce is too eager to stop and will suck him down until he has nothing left in him. Self-control is not a Jayce Talis trait. Not when it comes to this in particular, with Viktor making noises and lifting toward him. That's good, Jayce. He sucks on the head tightly every time he moves up now, stroking his tongue against the underside, along the tip. Jayce goes precisely with how Viktor pulls his head, following his silent commands. ]
[He's good at this, which should not be surprising, but somehow is. Jayce is good at anything he sets his mind to, though it's possible that Viktor didn't expect to come undone so quickly under his attention--assumed he was less experienced with men, or otherwise out of practice, given his most recent romantic indulgences. A mistake on Viktor's part, maybe, one he slightly regrets when he reminds himself that there's more he wants to do, and that Jayce won't stop until he's told.
Still, he lets himself get close, lets the head of his cock hit the back of Jayce's throat, covering his mouth and trying not to moan at the warm seal around his shaft. When he feels the familiar twinge, he wills himself to tap out, quite literally giving Jayce a nudge on the shoulder as he (reluctantly) drops his hips back onto the mattress.]
Okay, okay--stop. [Viktor tugs gently on Jayce's hair, this time with the intent to pull his head away and off.] I don't want to come yet.
[As tempting as it is, it feels premature, though it's clear he was close, if the way he searches for an embrace is any indication. He wants Jayce back up on his level, wants that mouth on his again. It takes him a protracted moment to stop breathing heavily, which is difficult to do when Jayce looms above him and there's so much of him to touch. He has to stop himself from hooking his legs around his partner's waist and pulling him close and grinding against him. Instead, he puts his hands on Jayce's face again, feeling the contours of it, craning upward to meet it, kissing him over and over, in different places.]
You want me inside you. Yes?
[Viktor sounds a little breathless at the very idea of it. He hasn't forgotten.]
[ Jayce is technically out of practice, but him being who he is, he's never fully out of practice when it comes to taking care of someone in his bed. It'd been a while before Mel and he took to that immediately, and the same is true here. His singular attention, his passionate focus, it all zeroes in on Viktor. He plans on making his life difficult, his knees weak. He's been holding in all his lust and Viktor is encouraging him.
He whines when Viktor pushes him off; he knows what they both want, what he's been frantic for, but he can't help mindless desire. Jayce does follow the demand though, of course he does, resisting the urge to lick one more time, because then he'll keep going. He could tell Viktor was very close so he must still be on the edge. If he thought he was egotistical for stripping, wait until he sees how egotistical Jayce is going to be when he knows he's driven Viktor crazy.
He follows the unspoken command again and crawls up Viktor's body, looming and large over him, still putting only enough weight on him so Viktor can feel his hot and broad body without too much pressure. Jayce gets breathless easy with Viktor kissing his mouth and his face over and over, and he too has to resist grinding against him. He still can't believe how affectionate he is. It's a dream come true. He may get to kiss him any time he wants. Wow.
Jayce groans at the question, yes he wants that, more than anything. ]
Please. V, I need it.
[ Want is true but too small a word for how he's feeling, like he may combust if Viktor doesn't get inside of him. He knows if he doesn't move he is going to rock down into him until they both lose it, so Jayce kisses him deeply and turns away from Viktor onto his back again. He could easily have pulled him with him, but this time at least he is letting Viktor roll the way he wants. Jayce nods toward the lubricant he got for them, right out there displayed with no regrets. ]
I stashed that in various places. [ Jayce grins, so turned on and so very happy. ] I'm yours, anything you want from me, any time, you get it.
[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?
[ It's not as if Jayce enjoys any separation of their bodies now that they're both naked and into this, but their former position was not a good one for the next part. At least Viktor immediately follows him. He sighs at the kiss on his neck and the fondling of his chest, that's new, and he likes it. He meant it when he said he likes his hands all over him, especially when Viktor seems so hungry for him now. It has been enough time since he's done this that he is aware they will have to be patient a little longer getting him ready, and he's so desperate already. ]
I've wanted you for seven years, Viktor. [ He reaches up to cup his cheek and caress it. ] I plan on having sex with you on every available surface. If you can handle it.
[ Jayce is saying that to tease him, maybe taunt him a little, it is in no way a question of his ability, as that would be rude. Besides, Viktor is doing great so far, and he is very hot. So ridiculously hot. He loves the feeling of Viktor on top of him like this, looking up at him, hands running down his back and down to squeeze his ass. He wants to touch him again but avoids it. He himself is hard, big like everything else about him, but they have steps to get to first. ]
I want to look at you. I need to see your eyes.
[ Jayce has fallen into those golden eyes many times over their years together. He knows that Viktor has to consider his leg in positioning so he is very flexible on this matter, willing to be moved however he needs. The way Jayce is looking at him, eyes traveling all over his body, leaves nothing to question about how much he desires Viktor. His sickness could never change that. ]
Position me best for you. Be quick, I can take it.
[ Well, he'll see if his enthusiasm is too much or not, the point is, he is burning hot. ]
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[ Viktor is offering him up intimacy, sex, true partnership, everything he has been thinking about on a platter and Jayce is going to jump on it immediately. He's not quite at a point yet where there isn't a part of him worried that if he doesn't, it could go away. This is all so new and he wants to hold onto it, tightly. Viktor is naked in a bath next to him and it feels completely normal, somehow, if a little more thrilling than normal.
Jayce knows that his dream probably will not happen the way he pictured. It's a fantasy, it isn't something someone would expect to be real. Even if they find a cure for Viktor's illness, it likely won't end up the exact way he thought, and that's fine. The reality will be better than the idea, it already is. They are not playing by the rules of his fantasy in the first place. They wouldn't have had a fight before they got together, for example. Everything is much more perfect in dreams.
He hands the shampoo over, looking forward to smelling or touching his hair when it's clean again.]
Okay, I can practice that.
[ Jayce sits casually where he is, looking up at the ceiling for a moment, a smirk curling at his lips. Because he is about to be both clever and a little flustered. ]
What I want is for you to get clean and then take me to your room and pound me into the mattress.
[ It probably would land better if even saying it didn't make Jayce's cheeks heat a little, but it's the thought that counts. They might not be kids, but it still is talking about the first time being with the man he loves. He doesn't know if it would be a surprise to hear his preferred approach but there really is a long list for him. You could take one off anywhere on his page and he would be happy about it. ]
Here, let me help with your hair. You can relax
[ Calm, as if he didn't just shamelessly come onto him, but Jayce thinks it would be sweet to wash his hair and let Viktor relax in the tub and let someone take care of him for once. He's never done anything like that before, but it seems like it would be nice. ]
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[The unspoken question of who will be doing what this afternoon--not that he objects to Jayce's request. In fact, there might be a wry smile on his face as he pours shampoo into his hand and starts to run it through his hair. He might be feeling a little nervous himself, masking it with the banter to avoid tipping his hand, letting Jayce know just how excited he is to do everything he asks for.
There's still, at least, work to be done here. Viktor doesn't want to be treated like he's fragile, but he does think he could get used to being pampered. Jayce offers to wash his hair and, well. How can he say no? He adjusts, leaning back against the bath so that he's within reach, letting his eyes slide closed.]
Careful. I'll get used to this.
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[ Jayce is very flexible in what he likes although he has a tendency to follow the other person's desires, unsurprising considering his general state of being. He is so eager to please, always, it gives him endless joy to make other people happy. And when it comes to sex, there is nothing wrong with his need to please. If anything, it makes him a great lover. So this is actually rare, him stating a preference upfront, but this has been in his mind a long time.
Especially the past few nights, waiting for Viktor to get back and make good on his promises.
Jayce is delighted at the permission, he will continue to be amazed every time Viktor lets him do something he didn't expect. He smiles wide and turns toward the bath, getting on his knees next to it so he can face him more directly. He wets his hands so they slide easier into Viktor's dark hair. He runs his fingers through Viktor's hair first before gently starting to knead the shampoo into it, unsurprisingly good at this considering how perfect his own hair tends to be. ]
I want you to get used to it. I want you to enjoy it.
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[Considering Jayce's comment about being in his room, with no traveling companions, when they parted in the Horizon, Viktor can make some assumptions about what he's been doing. Deciding what he wants, for one. Preparing accordingly, and not just in the sense of cleaning their apartment. Who is he to deny him, at this point? There's a warmth pooling in his stomach, separate from the heat of the bathtub, which he recognizes as anticipation. Relaxing here is nice, but he's quickly growing impatient for the aforementioned bed, and getting Jayce in it. Even now, he wants to lean over and kiss him, the only thing preventing him from doing so the fact that Jayce is washing his hair.
He can't do much more than keep his eyes closed, to avoid getting soap in them. Jayce's hands are practiced, and as he massages his scalp he makes a contented noise in the back of his throat, settling into his reclined position.]
If you're trying to spoil me, it's working. [He's starting to think he might like to get spoiled in other ways, too.] Tell me when I can rinse.
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[ Jayce is curious about that, he really has to assume so, considering Viktor started their kissing in the first place and went right into his lap. Surely he's thought about this, about them. Enough that he told Jayce he wanted sex between them to be real this first time. It's sentimental. Unlike him. Soft. Jayce loves it. He has some nervous energy to him still, anticipation mixed in there. It will be nice after their waves of lust, which he expects, to continue this intimacy too. He wants to hold Viktor in his arms, touch all of his body.
Viktor is giving in to the simple pleasure of being cared for and that itself is frankly hot. Jaye doesn't know how much longer he can hold out. He takes advantage of the fact Viktor can't move or open his eyes while he cleans his hair to lean in and kiss his high cheekbone, his chin. So beautiful. ]
I am. You have no idea how much I want to give you everything.
[ He slicks down Viktor's hair and drops his hands into the water to rinse himself off. ]
Go under.
[ The towels are nearby so Jayce doesn't have to go far to grab one and he gets up, ready with it so Viktor can step out of the bath and get dry and cozy right away. ]
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[He isn't fooling anyone, but despite their new openness with each other, Viktor still likes to play some things close to the chest. Teasing Jayce has always been part of the fun, and this will just give him an excuse to continue. Maybe make it even worse, given the whole new realm of it they've just opened for each other. Already he's burning up with anticipation, even just sitting here motionless with his eyes closed, waiting for Jayce to finish. He feels the proximity of his mouth and tries to tilt his head to capture Jayce's lips, knowing that in doing so he looks vulnerable and wanting. He doesn't think he particularly cares.
When told to do so, Viktor slips under the water, running his hands through his hair to rinse out all the shampoo. Satisfied, he pulls the plug and runs the tap again, giving himself one last once-over with the bar of soap, if only to make sure he's scrubbed away all the dust and sweat of the journey. Only a moment later, Jayce is waiting for him with a towel.]
Help me up, please.
[He's already halfway there, reaching for the bar on the wall that they installed--Viktor can certainly go the rest of the way himself, but he's feeling a little sluggish from the warm water, to say nothing of the exhaustion from the journey catching up with him. He thinks he might like to be taken care of, just a little bit longer.]
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I'd like to do this again some time, but touch you while you're relaxing? I like taking care of you.
[ Viktor's look of contentment as Jayce pampers him is attractive. He thinks it would be great to let him lie back again and simply enjoy the attention. See, he is absolutely able to verbalize his wants when it's something he desires as much as this. He still flusters a little about it, but it's too good a vision to pass up.
He reaches over to take Viktor firmly by the elbow and helps him stand the rest of the way. Jayce is ridiculously strong, and Viktor is so very light. He offers the towel but as soon as it's taken from him Jayce wastes no more time. He cups Viktor's face in his hands like the Horizon and pulls him into a deep kiss.
He probably should have let him dry off but he has been waiting long enough and they will move out of the bathroom in a minute. Jayce should get at least thirty seconds to thoroughly search Viktor's mouth with his tongue. ]
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[The joke is, of course, that there is no memoir. And also that, very much in spite of himself, he enjoyed this, and might not be opposed to being cared for in the future. There's something appealing about letting Jayce have his way with him--a thought for later, perhaps. They've hardly begun to explore each other.
Viktor has barely passed the towel through his hair and twisted it around his waist before he's swept up in another kiss--deeper, this time, more passionate, indicative of what they're about to do now that he's cleaned up as promised. Jayce's hands hold him in place and it's so easy to collapse into the touch, leaning against a much more substantial body and simply becoming as receptive as possible. He parts his lips, welcomes Jayce into his mouth and breathes him in, hands sliding down his broad shoulders and settling there. Viktor is still soaked from the bath, dripping onto the floor, but an extra few moments won't hurt.
Still, he knows he needs to be the one with a modicum of self-control.]
Go, [He says, a slight urgency in his voice now, even as he's breathless from the kiss. Viktor presses his hand against Jayce's chest to urge him out the door. If he doesn't do it now, they're going to end up staying here, and he can't imagine it's going to be the most comfortable scenario.] I'll meet you in my room.
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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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Viktor stays in the bathroom just long enough to get his hair to damp, then he gingerly makes his way to the bedroom, mindful of the fact that he isn't wearing his brace. It's possible he expects Jayce to still be wearing something, and when he steps into the entranceway, cannot help but roll his eyes. It's ridiculous and endearing all at once, so his first inclination is to make fun of him for it.]
I changed my mind. I think I'm going to kill you, instead.
[That said, this is not an objectionable view. Viktor, despite his best efforts, does not manage a threatening facial expression for very long, though he will heave a sigh, shaking his head as he leans his crutch up against the wall and climbs onto the mattress, wanting to get his hands on the body in front fo him as quickly as possible. Viktor slides up against him and captures Jayce's chin with a hand, turning it towards him a little forcibly.]
Egotistical, even in this.
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Despite Viktor's put-upon attitude, Jayce observes that he does hurry to get on the bed and join him. He drops his arms down so he can use them, catching his breath when Viktor comes close. And maybe his heart beat races even more when Viktor forcefully grips his chin like that, lust shooting through him. Would it be a surprise to know he likes being pushed around? It shouldn't be. ]
Are you saying you don't like what you see? Because I can put my clothes back on.
[ Jayce reaches out to grip Viktor's side and encourages him closer, wanting little more than to feel Viktor's body against him, skin on skin. Jayce unsurprisingly runs hot, he's basically a furnace, his brown skin flushed. He frankly doesn't plan on putting his clothes back on for the foreseeable future. He wants to linger in bed as long as Viktor will allow him after this. ]
Touch me. Please. I love your hands. I want them on me.
[ He's always admired Viktor's long fingers and hands, watching them work, and he's wondered before, what it would be like to have them touching him with the same caress they do his inventions. ]
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Now you ask for what you want.
[It's clear, also, that Jayce likes to be given direction and told what to do. Viktor will file that away for later use--for now, he'll oblige this first request, splaying his hand on Jayce's chest as he pushes up against his side, craning over him to kiss him fully, hot and open-mouthed. His fingers skim down the flat plane of Jayce's stomach, becoming accustomed to the feel of it under his hands, with no clothing in the way. Just kissing is more than a little exhilarating, and he's content to do that for a moment, settling against each other and taking in the warmth of the body next to him.
Viktor doesn't wait very long, however, to take things further, a testament to his own impatience. He refuses to break the kiss, but slides his good leg over Jayce's middle in order to pull himself up and over, straddling him at the waist so that he can better touch with both hands free.]
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Jayce moans into the kiss and one hand slides into his hair and the other to run against his back. He shivers from the first brush of Viktor's fingers over his chest and it feels like he's leaving a trail of heat as he does for Jayce, his skin alight through his stomach too. Jayce lets Viktor set the pace; Jayce follows direction well and he takes initiative, but he's really into the idea of Viktor taking what he wants for once.
Desire shudders through him when Viktor fully straddles him and he lets his own hands wander hungrily over Viktor's body, careful against his spine although he is learning how Viktor's body responds. So he experimentally runs a hand over Viktor's chest and rubs at a nipple. His body is coming alive and excited between their kisses and the weight of Viktor on him, arching up into the touches, needing more. Jayce is very responsive.
He pulls out of the kiss so they both can breathe but also so he can look up at Viktor, Jayce's eyes more gold than brown when heated like this. ]
What do you want, Viktor?
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For now, sitting on top of Jayce, leaning over to kiss him, exploring his mouth with his tongue is probably more than he ever could have hoped for. Knowing that this is only the beginning--that they're going to take it much further than this--is thrilling in a way he hasn't experienced in a long time.]
I want you to show me--
[He gasps a little, not finishing the thought in favor of searching for Jayce's mouth again. There will be plenty of time for Viktor to take what he wants--pound Jayce into the mattress, using his own phrasing. Right now, however, he's still mellowed from the bath, a little fixated on the way Jayce wanted to make him feel good. Still wearing his boxers, he grinds down on Jayce experimentally, teasing, then dips his head to drag his tongue in a hot line up the tight strain of his neck.]
--you've wanted this for so long. What sorts of things did you imagine?
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I'll show you. I'm going to move you.
[ It feels like a fair warning to give since for anyone else it is easy to do, but Jayce is going to be very conscientious about Viktor's leg and back as he does. He shows exactly that by the firm arm around him and a grip on Viktor's good thigh so that he can spin him in one easy move and drop Viktor very gently back onto the bed. He gives him a few moments to adjust to the change before immediately dropping his head down and not getting distracted by his mouth, going for his neck.
That beautiful long neck that he only got to taste briefly in the Horizon is now his to suck on lightly, careful not to put too much weight on top of Viktor while at the same time just enough for him to feel Jayce's large body against him. He wants to kiss all of him, but he settles for down his chest and licks experimentally at the nipple he played with before. Jayce's body moves down as he does, in a very deliberate path.
His mouth trails down Viktor's stomach and he pauses at the top of the boxers, looking up at Viktor from where he currently lies, his hands and strong arms holding him up, settling between Viktor's thin legs. ]
I imagined putting my mouth on you, giving you pleasure.
[ Jayce purposely kisses on top of the boxers where he wants to be, watching Viktor's face, seeking permission. ]
Let me make you feel good, V. Please.
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There's a moment to adjust (Viktor slides a pillow under the small of his back, just for extra insurance), but soon enough he's gazing expectantly up at Jayce, then leaning his head back to provide better access to his neck. He feels vulnerable, like this, but not necessarily in a way he dislikes, and he clings to Jayce tightly as he starts to work his way down, only loosening his hold when Jayce gets low enough to slip out of his embrace.
It's a good look for him, that's certain. Viktor's hands start looking for purchase in his hair and he sinks back into the pillows as Jayce licks and kisses his way down.]
Of course, Jayce. [There's a little hitch of anticipation in his breath, and he's watching this intently.] Anything you want.
[It's his to take, at this point.]
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The permission is sweetly said, anything you want, and Jayce smiles lovingly up at them. It'll take a while for him to adjust to the fact he can actually have what he wants. It still doesn't feel real. He leans to the side briefly so he can slide Viktor's boxers off. He peeked while Viktor was in the bath, he allowed him to look on purpose, but he now gets a chance to really appreciate Viktor's naked body. It's different to look than to touch. ]
You're all I want. Touch and pull my hair as much as you like.
[ He really likes his hair being played with. Jayce settles back between his legs and takes his time now that he has it. He kisses the soft skin of his thighs and from the base of his length up to the tip. He strokes at it with his tongue steadily, wetting up the sensitive skin, encouraging Viktor into arousal. Viktor is freshly clean and tastes good, curling his tongue along the base of the head to touch the sensitive nerves there. He can't express how many times he's thought about just this and now it's happening and it feels special.
One hand easily keeps him up and the other wraps around the base to hold him steady, his thumb caressing the skin at the same time. Jayce reads Viktor's signals as he goes, it is always unique to the person, but his mouth is already watering from wanting more. He takes the head in first as he lowers down to take more of Viktor and tightens his mouth around him. He moans around him, this experience as blissful to him. ]
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He won't, however, be too forceful, too quickly, not when it's so easy to enjoy the gentle touches, the feeling of Jayce's mouth against the inside of his thigh, and then his tongue at the base of his cock. Viktor is already half-hard, the natural result of their touching and kissing, but those hands and that mouth will quickly bring him the rest of the way. The hot, wet heat of Jayce's tongue against the length of him has his stomach clenching, and his chest heaves with a sharp inhale when Jayce's mouth closes around him, even shallowly.
Viktor does his best to play a little reserved, in control, but there's color in his cheeks and hearing Jayce moan, when he's barely begun, threatens to undo him. It's been a long time since he's felt so openly wanted.]
You look perfect like this. [The vantage point is excellent, and he regards Jayce with half-lidded eyes, both hands starting to pet through his hair, both as encouragement and to keep him where he is--to encourage him to take in more.] And you like it, don't you? Already moaning.
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Viktor is less obvious than Jayce when it comes to reaction so he soaks in the sharp inhale. Jayce takes in more of him, sliding his hand in a nice solid stroke, up to where his mouth is and down again. Any plans to continue to make this slow go out the window when Viktor speaks and Jayce shudders, eyes snapping up to him. It probably isn't a surprise that any kind of compliment makes pleasure shoot through him, responding to the encouragement with a sound between a moan and a whimper.
All he wants then is more; more words, more gasps, more Viktor enjoying himself. Jayce drops his eyes away and focuses entirely again. He starts moving up and down on him much quicker now, ramping up, feeling the slide of Viktor from his lips deeper into his throat. It's been a while since he did this so he is being a little ambitious, but he is so wrapped up in making this incredible, he doesn't care.
His hand moves even faster than his head bobbing, stroking twice in the space it takes him to surround Viktor with wet heat. Jayce is no longer playing around, he wants to make Viktor's fingers dig into his hair. ]
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Viktor, in contrast, is more reserved, but Jayce starts to plunge deeper and move his hand more quickly and it's difficult even for him to keep quiet. Perhaps there's a part of him that wants Jayce to know he's doing a good job, even if it's a little involuntary, on his part. What started as a cool, half-lidded gaze becomes less composed, Viktor's expression going a little slack and breath becoming more heavy as his knees bend and back arches. In spite of himself, a drawn-out, satisfied noise rises from the back of his throat, which he tries to mask with more words of encouragement (even if he knows that, in all likelihood, it will only make things worse, as far as his composure is concerned).]
That's--that's good, Jayce. Keep going.
[He'll stop him, in a second, right before he gets too close to the edge, but Viktor thinks he can last a little longer, hips pitching upward in tandem with the motion of Jayce's mouth, trying to see how much he can take. All the while, his fingers twist in Jayce's hair, grasping and pulling as if it's the only thing anchoring him to the moment--without it to ground him, he might lose control.]
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He wants to look up and see Viktor's face but doing so would put him out of his rhythm, so he'll have to save that for a time when he gets to pull him into a finish. Jayce hums in appreciation when Viktor starts thrusting into his mouth, just fast enough himself that he manages not to gag on him, although he comes very close. And he doesn't mind, frankly. The near-gag, right on the verge of it with how deep he goes, only makes him more keyed into what's happening. It's Viktor enjoying himself, taking what he wants out of Jayce.
The encouragement has gone straight to his head and frankly, if Viktor doesn't stop him, Jayce is too eager to stop and will suck him down until he has nothing left in him. Self-control is not a Jayce Talis trait. Not when it comes to this in particular, with Viktor making noises and lifting toward him. That's good, Jayce. He sucks on the head tightly every time he moves up now, stroking his tongue against the underside, along the tip. Jayce goes precisely with how Viktor pulls his head, following his silent commands. ]
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Still, he lets himself get close, lets the head of his cock hit the back of Jayce's throat, covering his mouth and trying not to moan at the warm seal around his shaft. When he feels the familiar twinge, he wills himself to tap out, quite literally giving Jayce a nudge on the shoulder as he (reluctantly) drops his hips back onto the mattress.]
Okay, okay--stop. [Viktor tugs gently on Jayce's hair, this time with the intent to pull his head away and off.] I don't want to come yet.
[As tempting as it is, it feels premature, though it's clear he was close, if the way he searches for an embrace is any indication. He wants Jayce back up on his level, wants that mouth on his again. It takes him a protracted moment to stop breathing heavily, which is difficult to do when Jayce looms above him and there's so much of him to touch. He has to stop himself from hooking his legs around his partner's waist and pulling him close and grinding against him. Instead, he puts his hands on Jayce's face again, feeling the contours of it, craning upward to meet it, kissing him over and over, in different places.]
You want me inside you. Yes?
[Viktor sounds a little breathless at the very idea of it. He hasn't forgotten.]
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He whines when Viktor pushes him off; he knows what they both want, what he's been frantic for, but he can't help mindless desire. Jayce does follow the demand though, of course he does, resisting the urge to lick one more time, because then he'll keep going. He could tell Viktor was very close so he must still be on the edge. If he thought he was egotistical for stripping, wait until he sees how egotistical Jayce is going to be when he knows he's driven Viktor crazy.
He follows the unspoken command again and crawls up Viktor's body, looming and large over him, still putting only enough weight on him so Viktor can feel his hot and broad body without too much pressure. Jayce gets breathless easy with Viktor kissing his mouth and his face over and over, and he too has to resist grinding against him. He still can't believe how affectionate he is. It's a dream come true. He may get to kiss him any time he wants. Wow.
Jayce groans at the question, yes he wants that, more than anything. ]
Please. V, I need it.
[ Want is true but too small a word for how he's feeling, like he may combust if Viktor doesn't get inside of him. He knows if he doesn't move he is going to rock down into him until they both lose it, so Jayce kisses him deeply and turns away from Viktor onto his back again. He could easily have pulled him with him, but this time at least he is letting Viktor roll the way he wants. Jayce nods toward the lubricant he got for them, right out there displayed with no regrets. ]
I stashed that in various places. [ Jayce grins, so turned on and so very happy. ] I'm yours, anything you want from me, any time, you get it.
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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?
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I've wanted you for seven years, Viktor. [ He reaches up to cup his cheek and caress it. ] I plan on having sex with you on every available surface. If you can handle it.
[ Jayce is saying that to tease him, maybe taunt him a little, it is in no way a question of his ability, as that would be rude. Besides, Viktor is doing great so far, and he is very hot. So ridiculously hot. He loves the feeling of Viktor on top of him like this, looking up at him, hands running down his back and down to squeeze his ass. He wants to touch him again but avoids it. He himself is hard, big like everything else about him, but they have steps to get to first. ]
I want to look at you. I need to see your eyes.
[ Jayce has fallen into those golden eyes many times over their years together. He knows that Viktor has to consider his leg in positioning so he is very flexible on this matter, willing to be moved however he needs. The way Jayce is looking at him, eyes traveling all over his body, leaves nothing to question about how much he desires Viktor. His sickness could never change that. ]
Position me best for you. Be quick, I can take it.
[ Well, he'll see if his enthusiasm is too much or not, the point is, he is burning hot. ]
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