[ Jayce will always prioritize fixing Viktor's illness over anything, including the incredible sex they'll be having. So as soon as that's on the table, it's all seriousness. Everything else, well, no promises.
Jayce is expressive and his reactions are as obvious as the rest of him. He nods in complete trust over Viktor taking over, having no doubt this will be pleasurable and he'll be careful and kind. Not that Jayce entirely wants that once they get down to it, he did say 'pound' after all. But to start, it's necessary. He holds and lets out a breath of anticipation, tingling all over. Viktor doing it is much more meaningful than himself.
He does manage to relax quickly around Viktor's long elegant finger, only a moment of tension before he gives way. He groans and his hand drops from Viktor's hair to his shoulder, holding on. His back arches when Viktor goes to two and it feels strange but good, glad he did practice otherwise he would've been as tight as a virgin right now. Jayce's eyes are half-open, looking at Viktor through long eyelashes. ]
You are beautiful.
[ He knows Viktor's scoffed before about it, but Jayce as always is intensely sincere. ]
Your eyes. Your cheekbones, so sharp they could cut glass. I -- oh. More, yeah.
[ Jayce's breath catches as the slide of his fingers goes from a little strange to only good. ]
Your lips.
[ His other hand reaches out to let his fingers trace said lips. ]
When you smile I feel like my heart is going to stop.
[Viktor’s snark, however, is betrayed in the way he flushes slightly, not only because of their physical content, but because of how openly Jayce wants him, and how he isn’t afraid to make that known. He buries his head against Jayce's neck, instead, clearly a little flustered. He doesn't feel the way Jayce sees him--he feels sick, increasingly decimated by illness and constantly exhausted, but as always Jayce is so earnest and so sincere that he has to believe it.
What he has to do, to avoid more of this, is to simply reduce Jayce to incoherence. He's fairly confident in his ability to do that, at least, pulling his fingers almost all the way out and then sliding them in again, this time curling them inside, watching intently for a response.
That's the best part of all this--seeing how quickly Jayce becomes overwhelmed under his hands (quite literally). He wonders how much more he can get him to babble, until he can't form words at all.]
[ Jayce can tell that Viktor is getting flustered, that he's feeling things that he is trying to brush off on the outside. He caresses his hand through Viktor's hair, soothing, there's a lot of vulnerability happening for them both. For Jayce, he's always like an open wound, easy to hurt, easy to get feelings from. He knows it isn't the same for the man he loves. Viktor is sick and frail, and he doesn't need to communicate that for Jayce to know it's in his mind. ]
There is nothing and no one I've ever wanted more than you.
[ Jayce would say Viktor and Hextech have always been his priorities, but when he had to pick, he picked Viktor first, and he always will. He might have said more but Viktor then decides to distract him from being able to communicate, and he's great at it. Jayce moans at the movement but then makes a startled cry when Viktor curls his fingers, his sensitive walls making his entire body suddenly feel like it's on fire.]
Fuck.
[ Jayce rarely swears but this is definitely a situation that calls for it. All of a sudden he feels out of breath and overheated, his head knocking hard back into the pillow, rocking his body down into Viktor's fingers now. He is greedy for more, no longer tense at all.]
That feels amazing. [ His voice is weak, breathless. ] I want more, I want you inside me, please, I can handle it, please.
[ It's good they're no longer in the inn where people they actually know are nearby because Jayce is loud. He doesn't have the ability to have shame when he is in the middle of passion. He is not embarrassed about his begging, his fingers tighten in Viktor's hair, his chest heaving. ]
[Viktor gets in his own head easily, evidenced by the fact that he's stopped trying to banter in the face of Jayce's onslaught of compliments. The good news is that Jayce is distracting, and the more he babbles, the more Viktor is able to pull himself out of those thoughts and do what he's asked. How can he not? Perhaps he's not surprised that Jayce is so responsive, but it feels like so much. He can't ever imagine being so vocal, not that this isn't deeply appealing, knowing he's the one responsible.
Jayce is still going to have to be a little patient, because the last thing Viktor wants is for this to hurt, but he knows he can make it worth it in the meantime. Viktor's hand finds a rhythm, sliding in the whole length of his fingers before pulling out and doing it again, working him open. When it seems like there's enough give, he starts in with a third, but even that is quickly not enough, if the way Jayce begs for it is any indication. Well, if he's sure...]
Turn this way.
[He withdraws, but ideally it will only be for a short time--Viktor just needs to configure them, shifting Jayce onto his side and reaching for the bottle again. He slicks himself and pulls close, chest to Jayce's back and arms around him, clean hand splayed against his chest, the other ready to line himself up. It's not face-to-face, but he figures Jayce should be able to twist his upper body a little, at least enough to kiss.
Which he plans on doing, of course, as soon as Jayce gets the hint.]
[ It's not surprising that their normal traits end up displayed just as much in the bedroom as anywhere else. Viktor in his head, Jayce always being too much. He'd be self-conscious about how needy he is if he thought Viktor didn't like it, but he is all too encouraging instead. He is an absolute mess the more Viktor works on him, moaning and squirming underneath him, begging with little pleases. Maybe another time he would enjoy taking the time; taking his time to make Viktor come from his mouth alone, letting Viktor play with him longer like this. But no, Jayce is done waiting. It's been years.
He doesn't argue or hesitate at all, he hurries eagerly to follow Viktor's instructions. It doesn't mean he can look in his eyes, but he absolutely does not care anymore about that. He isn't thinking in details, only in needs. Jayce is surprised by the sudden spooning but not in a bad way; in fact, he loves being wrapped up in someone's arms like this. He's just only ever done it with sleeping or cuddling, so he's excited to try this out. He is really radiating heat at this point and wiggles against Viktor.
Jayce already twists his upper body a little to look at him, curling his hand up and hooking around Viktor's head. It's a new angle so he's not entirely sure how to do it right, but he manages to clumsily kiss at his face multiple times. Eager. ]
It won't be. I'll be fine, I'll be great. Get in me.
[Jayce is clumsy and overeager, but it doesn't deter Viktor in the least. He knows how he's going to arrange this and how it's going to work, and he's pretty sure that Jayce will be able to follow along. Already, he's figured out the first part, which is how to twist his upper body so that they can press their lips together. Below, Viktor holds Jayce's hips steady so he can guide himself in.
There's some resistance, at first, but soon everything gives way and Viktor is sinking into him, letting out a shaky breath, a part of him in disbelief that this is even happening. Jayce is altogether too large for him to fully wrap his free arm around, but he does his best anyway, pulling him close and kissing him fully, one last reassurance before he presses his hips forward more forcefully. He can't help but gasp a little, knitting his eyebrows together in concentration as he tries not to be overwhelmed. The last thing he wants is for all this to be over before it's even begun, so he goes slow, pushing little by little and making sure to breathe on the way.]
Okay--
[There. Jayce is tight around him and he waits a moment, just breathing, pinpricks of sweat at his temples as he realizes just how badly he's wanted this.]
[ It has been a long enough time that Jayce didn't fully remember the experience, and it is so outshone by the fact this is Viktor that this may as well be his first time. Viktor presses in and Jayce makes a guttural sound, the feeling so intense that it isn't exactly good or bad, it's beyond those terms for him. He barely tenses at all, so trusting and excited that he opens up to Viktor easily. He might not be able to entirely embrace Jayce with how big he is, but it feels like he is, it feels like Viktor's everywhere all at once.
He is barely aware of the kiss although he responds automatically, and then Viktor's pushing fully into him and he struggles to breathe, the arm underneath his body stretching up so he can curl his hand into the sheets tightly. Jayce finds himself feeling incredibly dizzy when he realizes Viktor's inside of him, touching every inch of him, and it's happened. After all these years of wanting and dreaming, he has this.
Jayce realizes that he hasn't spoken for the first time, only let himself feel it, and he has this loopy smile on his lips. ]
Finally.
[ His heart is pounding and his body is screaming at him to move if Viktor isn't going to, and instead he grins, thrilled, endorphins as well as energy zooming through him. ]
V.
[ Jayce squeezes around him on the inside on purpose. ]
Fuck me.
[ His tone is playful and happy, so deliriously happy, before he closes the space between them and kisses Viktor deeply. ]
[He almost loses his own composure the further he goes, finding it more and more difficult not to make noises of his own. Jayce is unabashed, completely overcome by this, and Viktor can only think that he wants more. They could have been doing this for years. Maybe they should have been doing it for years He tries not to think about the time he might have wasted, trying to keep his focus on his work and their relationship strictly professional.
All of that's out the window now. The only thing that matters is this moment.]
Jayce---
[Viktor's on his good side, so the position makes it easy on his leg and easy for him to roll his hips. Jayce driving back into him certainly helps, though he's firm when it comes to establishing a rhythm. He doesn't want this to be over too soon, and he's certain that Jayce wants to enjoy this as long as possible, though the way he clenches around him has Viktor gasping. He tries to muffle it in Jayce's shoulder but Jayce kisses him, instead, so of course he uses that as an excuse. One hand splays across his chest, pulling him close, the other dipping back down between Jayce's thighs to stroke him in tandem with the movement of his hips. Slow, steady, pulling out the whole length of him before driving back in again.]
You're being so good for me. I'm sorry I made you wait so long.
[ They definitely should have been doing this for years, in Jayce's opinion, but he doesn't care all that much now that they are. The only thing that matters is here and now. He is wrapped up in the arms of the love of his life, feeling wanted and adored. He likes how intimate this is, how Viktor's chest is right against his back so he can feel him breathe, that he can burrow his head into Jayce's shoulder or kiss him freely.
He can see why this is better for his leg too and Jayce decides to let Viktor set the pace. Otherwise they'd have lost it after one thrust, according to Jayce's impatience. He can feel the long drag in and out of him and it only gets better each time, breaking out of the kiss to gasp when Viktor takes his cock. Jayce doesn't twist his head around to look at Viktor and instead dips his head back to rest it on Viktor's shoulder, letting himself whine and raggedly breathe in between Viktor's thrusts.
He moans when Viktor says he's being good and he moves his hand away from Viktor's head down to hook around his back instead, putting a large hand on Viktor's ass to encourage his thrusting. ]
I'd wait another seven years, this is so good, Viktor, nothing's ever felt this good.
[ Jayce is confident despite it being a while, that he's never been this keyed into a lover, that what they are sharing eclipses other experiences. He's trying to be good and patient but between Viktor moving inside of him and stroking him at the same time, his heart is pounding and he's losing sense. ]
Is it ... is it good for you? Do you like it?
[ Viktor's making noise in his own way, Jayce is paying attention, but he can't help even now that fluttering need for reassurance. Or maybe it's not a need so much as a true desire, that he gets turned on by Viktor's assurances. ]
[None of this information is actually new, of course. He knows that Jayce seeks validation--likes praise, has constant anxiety about his own status and the possibility of it being pulled out from under him. Viktor can't blame him, really. He imagines that if his mother pleaded some kind of insanity defense to a room full of Piltover's elite shortly before becoming their golden boy, he'd struggle with imposter syndrome as well. Having all of this translate to the bedroom, however--well. It's quite a bit to take in. Viktor is only starting to understand just how powerful he is, when it comes to taking Jayce apart.
He doesn't answer right away, more interested in wringing as much out of Jayce as he possibly can. One hand strokes relentlessly, the other plays along Jayce's chest, tweaking a nipple between his forefinger and thumb. They're so close--no air between them, Jayce arching back into him and using his own hand to pull him even closer.]
This isn't enough?
[It's teasing, only half-serious. Despite his own confidence in this sort of activity, Viktor is testing out what kind of talk gets Jayce going the most--he has a feeling that this sort of light condescension might be just as effective as complimenting him. This time, when he pushes in as deep as he can go, he holds it for a moment, mouth pressed against Jayce's neck as he speaks. The hand stroking his cock keeps moving, thumb circling the head, a clear intent to wring more of those noises out of him.]
You need me to stroke your ego, too, Jayce?
[Still, his own body is starting to betray him. Viktor starts to move again, but he's panting, sweat beading on his forehead, eyes glazing over with his own pleasure. His other hand, the one at Jayce's chest slides upward, fingers ghosting up his neck until he's pressing them against Jayce's lips, inviting him to take them into his mouth as he picks up the pace, his intent clear.]
[ 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. ]
[Don't stop, he says, like Viktor could possibly stop, at this point. The movements are automatic now, to the point where he feels like his body is moving of its own accord, chasing the pleasure of it all as Jayce quickly loses all his composure. It's tempting to let himself go as well, but someone has to maintain at least the semblance of control, if only to see this through. It's not exactly pounding him into the mattress, but he hopes it's close enough.
Viktor quickens his pace again, at least when it comes to the hand on Jayce's cock. He can feel the tension that builds, pressed up against him, all of Jayce coiled so tightly that it's nearly impossible to stave off his own climax for a single moment longer.]
Go ahead.
[Obviously, Jayce doesn't need to be told it's okay, but timing those words just right seems to be what he wants. Viktor is more than happy to oblige, offering him permission even has he continues stroking, trying to wring out everything he possibly can from him. He'll be quick to follow after, holding Jayce tightly to his chest the whole time.]
[ Jayce would try to kiss Viktor again but he is breathing in short constant gasps as Viktor wrings him out. He feels that mindless push toward release, too far gone to do anything other than moan and let Viktor take him past the edge. He does seem to hover at the top until Viktor gives him permission and that sets him off, jerking forward into Viktor's hand and losing his control. He closes his eyes tightly as ecstasy washes over him and he says Viktor's name, his voice wavering and sounding distant to him in the rush.
He tightens around Viktor when he comes and finds himself aware just in time to experience it, sighing in absolute bliss as Viktor surrenders to his lust as well. Jayce's entire body relaxes and he feels like a rag doll for a moment, delirious, his head spinning, and he breathlessly laughs, the thrill of it still in him. He finally got to have sex with Viktor, and it was fantastic, exactly as he expected. ]
Stay like this for a moment. I'll get something to clean us, just ... let me have this. A few seconds.
[ It's a repeated line between the two of them, let me have this, but Jayce is holding Viktor's hand still to his chest. He doesn't want to lose the feeling of Viktor inside of him, of how his body is enveloping him entirely. He feels safe and it's intimate. He does turn his head now that he's managing to breathe steadily and leans in to take the kiss he couldn't handle before, slow and lingering. ]
I love you. [ He murmurs, kissing him again. ] You were worth waiting for.
[Viktor follows immediately after, unable to hold himself back any further now that Jayce has fully let go. He keeps doing his best to move out and in, thrusts that become increasingly aborted as Jayce squeezes around him and he feels his own release. His mouth is pressed against Jayce's shoulder, a half-kiss that becomes more of an open-mouthed pant as they both ride out their orgasms. Viktor holds on a few more seconds after Jayce goes fully limp, but soon enough he's joining him, arms loosening their hold and suddenly feeling a little boneless.
He remembers how tired he is. How part of him wanted to climb out of the bath and go right to sleep. There's no danger of him leaving the bed, not at this point.]
I'm not going anywhere. I don't think I could even if I wanted to.
[He sounds a little breathless, the comment more of a testament to his exhaustion than anything else. Viktor leans into the kiss, letting Jayce guide it, eyes fluttering closed in an effort to simply enjoy the feeling of it for as long as he can. He doesn't need to be told to stay inside, but as the minutes go by it starts to get uncomfortable, so when he's able, he breaks the kiss and pulls out, rolling over onto his back, chest still heaving.
Still, he wants to be touching. A hand brushes over Jayce's side, already missing the close contact.]
[ Jayce is overheated, sweating, and sticky, and he doesn't care, he leans back into Viktor's body and gives a very happy and contented sigh. He does make an unhappy noise when Viktor pulls out of him, but he understands. He turns onto his back as well, wiping hands over his face, feeling deeply satisfied down to his bones. He turns his head to look at Viktor when his hand touches him and he smiles softly, turning onto his side facing him.
He nods at the request but leans in for a kiss first now that he isn't at an odd angle. He kisses Viktor's forehead and then sits up, knowing if he gets his mouth too distracted it might take a while. ]
Anything you want.
[ Jayce is going to bring him things and spoil him rotten now that he knows he can. His body feels so relaxed and loose, he hasn't felt this way in a long time. He pushes into a stand and feels unsteady on his feet so he has to take a step back to center himself. He turns to look at Viktor and full-out grins. ]
You've made me weak in the knees.
[ He laughs and there is a bit of a sting but it's good, he feels worn out and thoroughly wrecked. Jayce leaves the room to get the rag full of chilly water, since they're overheated, slung over his arm for now, and brings two glasses of water back to the bedroom. He walks casually and confidently naked, hoping that maybe Viktor appreciates it, always looking to please even when he knows he does. His eyes travel over Viktor's worn-out body, so obviously into it. ]
Relax, I got this.
[ He offers Viktor the glass of water, setting his own to the side for now, and picks up one of the pillows to put behind Viktor's head. He wants to pamper him, and he is testing to see if Viktor will still let him. He slides onto the bed again and takes Viktor's hand that had been stroking him, cleaning off his fingers. If he lets him, he very gently wipes off his now soft cock, not being teasing, merely thorough. ]
We should move my bed into here tomorrow, make it one big bed. We can make that a working room.
[ By we, Jayce of course means him, Viktor's not going to carry his bed frame in here. But he doesn't see a reason to have two when he fully plans on sleeping here, next to Viktor, for the rest of their days. ]
Did you think I wouldn't know what I was doing, or something?
[Jayce wanted to get pounded into the mattress--maybe the position had been a different than what he imagined, but Viktor thinks he fulfilled the request in spirit. So that's a joke, masking real concern for how quickly Jayce springs up out of bed. He gives a sympathetic wince, but soon enough Jayce is out of the room, presumably to clean up and then bring everything Viktor requested. When he returns, he'll find Viktor sitting up in bed, having stuffed pillows behind him to lean on (though he does not object to an additional one, slotting in behind his head).
He does appreciate the view, evidenced by the way his eyes follow Jayce as he enters the room and sets down the glasses on the beside table. Viktor will even let Jayce clean him up, adjusting as necessary and then making space on the bed. Once his hands are clean he reaches for the glass of water and drinks deeply, more spent by all of this than he perhaps anticipated.
It doesn't surprise him that Jayce is already making plans. He's been nothing but clear about the level to which he wants to commit. Viktor isn't quite sure how he wants to address that, yet, but he agrees that they should be sharing a bed from here on out.]
No, I know you're good at everything you put your mind to.
[ He assumes it's a joke because he's been very clear about how deeply he enjoyed the sex they just had. Jayce is already thinking about doing it again, although obviously not yet, he knows Viktor is exhausted, and they both aren't so young as to be able to spring up within a few minutes. He knows they have a lot of time ahead of them together, he's just very excited to move forward as a couple.
Jayce feels Viktor's gaze on him and warms under the attention, a little smug. There's nothing wrong with a little ego-stroking in this case, in his opinion. He would preen if he wasn't currently naked. He settles onto the bed next to him and drinks his own water. He is a little parched, having been sweating for most of that, and Viktor thoroughly ruined him.
Maybe it was presumptuous to go right to sleeping together permanently, but Jayce has been clear, and Viktor is aware. The soft way he replies though makes him look over and he sets his glass to the side after guzzling most of it. He then sits up on the bed next to him and puts a big arm over his shoulder, leaning in to kiss his cheek gently.]
Good, I want to wake up to you every morning.
[ Jayce does realize that in most situations this would be too much, it's not as if he said any of this to Mel. They were not going to move in together any time soon, and he didn't crave her constant attention. This is all very specific to Viktor, that he's being so pushy and declaring the depth of what he wants from this. Everything. He reaches over to take Viktor's free hand and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the palm sweetly. ]
I know you're exhausted, love, between the road and this, how about you relax and get some well-earned sleep? I'll be right here.
[The good news, at least, is that they've known each other so long this feels like a natural progression, something easy to slip into, like it's simply the next, inevitable step in the sequence of their years together. Agreeing to share a bed is not necessarily a huge leap--at least in the sense that he thinks he can get away with it while continuing to avoid a very serious conversation with Jayce about what it's going to mean, to be in a relationship with him, even with the stop-gap methods they're employing. The healing. The research. There are still going to be difficult times ahead. More bad days than good ones.
Now, basking in afterglow, it seems inappropriate to bring it up. He'll put it off, for now, because it's easier to indulge in the attention, instead, and he's increasingly succumbing to the exhaustion of his unplanned adventure. He leans into Jayce's embrace and settles against his side, watching the way their hands intertwine.]
You don't have to watch me sleep.
[He'll do it anyway, but Viktor will be adamant that Jayce isn't obligated. Still, he can agree that they've both had enough excitement for one day.]
[ This really does feel like a natural extension of their relationship, and that was what Jayce expected it to be like. They've settled in together so easily in every other way. The reason things went wrong for them just before they came here is that they stopped leaning on each other the way they used to. And now they are again.
Jayce does suspect they'll have to talk about some things. Boundaries, Viktor mentioned they had to talk about those, and learn how to adapt to having this and their lives. Although Jayce personally feels like they should be allowed to indulge in this for a little while, give themselves permission to be happy together. As if he could stop now that he had Viktor in his arms. He comfortably keeps his arm around Viktor and looks down at him with so much love in his eyes. And he doesn't have to hold back anymore or hide it. ]
I will, don't worry. Go to sleep, V.
[ Jayce isn't that tired yet, but he assumes he will be as he relaxes. He will get a little time to look at Viktor's face while he sleeps. He's allowed now. He kisses Viktor's hand again and then holds it, rubbing his thumb along his knuckles soothingly.
Jayce does sleep but he is up by dawn every day, so there's no getting around that. He is very careful when he does need to get up, since Viktor looks genuinely conked out and in a deep sleep. It's so he can make sure Viktor's travel clothes will be ready to be cleaned, and he actually takes a few moments to clean Viktor's braces as well, since he's been traveling so much in general. He brings them back into the room so they're easy to get. Jayce puts together a little breakfast in case Viktor's hungry as soon as he gets up, they did really go at each other, and sets it to the side with some fresh water and juice.
Feeling accomplished, Jayce returns to bed. Jayce is gentle and careful to take his place back next to Viktor and curl him back up into his arms. He encourages Viktor's head onto his chest to rest there so his arm can hold him close to his side. It's nice to see Viktor sleeping this deeply and long, knowing his boyfriend to be a little more restless. He clearly needed it. Jayce drifts into a light doze, not fully asleep, but feeling comfortable until Viktor eventually stirs. ]
[Viktor doesn't know when, exactly, he falls asleep. What he does register is sinking into Jayce's arms and the pillows and the mattress, simply letting himself be held until he slips off into unconsciousness. There's a reason he doesn't really let himself get as much rest as he needs--when he's out, he's really out, and the combination of the harrowing excursion, a week in a wagon, and their own bedroom activities means that sleep finds Viktor quickly and completely. At some point, he becomes aware that Jayce leaves the bed, probably to take care of a few things, but he's so throughly exhausted that he's never fully roused by any of it.
He sleeps into the evening and through the night. When he finally does awaken, it's long past dawn (when he, too, prefers to get up), sun streaming in through the room's little window. It takes him a moment to remember the events of the previous day, though the presence of the large body currently enveloping him is a good reminder. The contented noise that escapes him when he realizes where he is and how he came to be here more-or-less says it all.
Viktor shifts in Jayce's arms, twisting a little to look at him and see if he's awake. It's nice--just to watch, and linger in the moment, but eventually he speaks up.]
Hi.
[He's well-rested, for once. Fully mellowed out, expression soft, apparently pleased by this turn of events. A rare look, for him.]
[ Jayce begins to pull out of his doze when he hears Viktor make a sound, feeling him move but coming out of it slowly himself, his expression peaceful. He opens his eyes slowly to look down at Viktor. Viktor's eyes look so incredibly gold in this lighting and maybe it's the feeling good part too, but it's breathtaking. Jayce already told him how much he likes looking at him, but it's obvious in how his own eyes trail over every inch of his angular and lovely face. Jayce smiles, bright as the sun outside. He is ridiculously happy and it radiates out of him right now. ]
Hi.
[ He lifts a hand to cup his face, caressing his cheekbone. His body feels good this morning, outside of a little ache, but it's a pleasant one because of what it means. Jayce has never seen him this soft and vulnerable in all the time they've known one another, and that means something to him. ]
I love you.
[ Once Jaybe broke the barrier of holding it back, it comes so easily to him now, and he's going to say it frequently. It never is being used in a way that implies he wants to hear it back though, it's him sharing what shines through from his heart. ]
I can't believe how lucky I am to be with you.
[ That's the thing about having Jayce in love with you. He is terribly sincere, and even if it seems cheesy, the things he says, he means them. Jayce is with the man of his dreams now. He gets to love Viktor freely, compliment him, kiss him, take care of him, be his partner in all aspects, have sex with him, and it's incredible to have the freedom for all of those things. He feels lucky.
He runs his fingers through Viktor's sleep-tousled hair and gently pulls him up, hoping to get a morning kiss out of him. ]
[He can't say he ever imagined this specific scenario--at least, not in the way Jayce probably spent years turning it over in his head, but if he had, he thinks it would have played out exactly like this. Jayce is as gentle and considerate as Viktor expects him to be, and all of his feelings are right out on his sleeves (or they would be, if either of them were wearing any clothes). It's tempting to close his eyes against the hand that caresses his face and fall asleep again, but he wills himself to stay awake.
Jayce looks good. Satisfied. Deeply happy. It's infectious, even if Viktor can't quite voice the same sentiments so openly.]
Did you sleep well?
[Viktor's hair is sticking out at every possible angle, certainly not helped by the fact that he went straight from the bathtub to the bed and hasn't left yet. He'll accept the kiss, though he keeps it short, still groggy from sleep. He thinks, vaguely, that he should get up. Brush his teeth, wash his face. Jayce certainly isn't going anywhere, but his body protests the very thought of it. This is the longest he's spent in a bed in a quite a while, and it's tempting to simply enjoy it for a little longer.]
Yeah, I did. You were completely out, you really needed it.
[ Jayce feels confident Viktor won't be grumpy about him letting him sleep as long as he needed, the two of them are lounging in bed, and it's his opinion that they have no reason to go anywhere for the next twenty-four hours or so. After nearly dying multiple times and sleeping in a wagon for a week, Viktor could do with another good night of sleep too. Jayce will do what he can to persuade him.
The fact he's been up a little longer is proven by the fact he did brush his teeth and Viktor can taste it when they kiss, but it definitely isn't keeping Jayce from enjoying a kiss from him, morning breath or not. He smooths down Viktor's hair but likes it this way, tousled and wild. It's thick and beautiful, always has been. ]
I made breakfast.
[ He glances over to where he set the tray down within reaching distance, although it will require leaning or moving a little over on the bed to get. Which he will in a second. Jayce brushes his lips to Viktor's forehead, his arm around him tightening a little in a nice hug. ]
How about ....
[ Jayce tips Viktor's chin back to look at him, smiling. ]
You stay here and relax, start eating, and I'll make the coffee. I was waiting for when you'd get up. Or I can bring tea. What do you want?
I didn't sleep well in the wagon, if you can believe it.
[Now that he's awake, his thoughts are on work, and the lab, but the general level of comfort and Jayce's insistence on relaxing means he suppresses the urge to bring it up. It can wait, maybe, though it does occur to him that Lee must be wondering where her employee is. Most of those thoughts leave his head, however, when Jayce starts trying to tame his hair. He closes his eyes and leans into it almost involuntarily, enjoying the feeling of being so casually touched.
When Jayce keeps talking, however, he blinks his eyes open again, looking a little confused, like he's not sure how he's supposed to respond to someone doing something like this for him.]
You...made breakfast?
[Or you bought breakfast, is the unspoken additional question. He's not going to say no, but it doesn't sit right with him that he gets to stay in bed while Jayce does all the work. He shifts on the mattress, clearly moving to get up.]
Okay, I technically bought breakfast by restocking our food tomorrow morning before you got back, but I did situate it.
[ Jayce really needed to keep busy while he was waiting. It actually got worse the closer to when Viktor would get there, his impatience making it harder. So he cleaned the place and restocked everything, especially with Viktor's favorite foods and some fresh fruit and sweets. All part of his nervous energy while he counted down the hours. But the food is very fresh! So it still counts. He's not a good cook, although his mother taught him enough to get by. ]
No, I ---
[ Jayce says no but he doesn't stop Viktor, sitting up and reaching out to touch his shoulder, sliding his hand down to his elbow and then to Viktor's hand. ]
I wanted to spoil you, like in the bath.
[ He blushes because it's not as simple as spoiling, Jayce likes it. He's a giver and there's no better way to make him happy than to find actions to show that he loves someone. Jayce kisses Viktor's hand and his eyes have a little bit of shyness to them when he looks at him. He's never really gotten to be like this with a partner, none of them were long enough, and he feels like he's been storing up his desires in intimacy as well as sex.
He lets his hand go though, of course Viktor can get up and do whatever he wants! ]
But if you really want to get the tea, we can meet back here and eat together?
[ Jayce sounds hopeful because this is new to both of them and he still isn't certain all the things he's allowed to want or ask for, ready to adapt as they go. Does he have permission to pull Viktor back into his arms? Can they make the tea together and he can kiss his neck? ]
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Jayce is expressive and his reactions are as obvious as the rest of him. He nods in complete trust over Viktor taking over, having no doubt this will be pleasurable and he'll be careful and kind. Not that Jayce entirely wants that once they get down to it, he did say 'pound' after all. But to start, it's necessary. He holds and lets out a breath of anticipation, tingling all over. Viktor doing it is much more meaningful than himself.
He does manage to relax quickly around Viktor's long elegant finger, only a moment of tension before he gives way. He groans and his hand drops from Viktor's hair to his shoulder, holding on. His back arches when Viktor goes to two and it feels strange but good, glad he did practice otherwise he would've been as tight as a virgin right now. Jayce's eyes are half-open, looking at Viktor through long eyelashes. ]
You are beautiful.
[ He knows Viktor's scoffed before about it, but Jayce as always is intensely sincere. ]
Your eyes. Your cheekbones, so sharp they could cut glass. I -- oh. More, yeah.
[ Jayce's breath catches as the slide of his fingers goes from a little strange to only good. ]
Your lips.
[ His other hand reaches out to let his fingers trace said lips. ]
When you smile I feel like my heart is going to stop.
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[Viktor’s snark, however, is betrayed in the way he flushes slightly, not only because of their physical content, but because of how openly Jayce wants him, and how he isn’t afraid to make that known. He buries his head against Jayce's neck, instead, clearly a little flustered. He doesn't feel the way Jayce sees him--he feels sick, increasingly decimated by illness and constantly exhausted, but as always Jayce is so earnest and so sincere that he has to believe it.
What he has to do, to avoid more of this, is to simply reduce Jayce to incoherence. He's fairly confident in his ability to do that, at least, pulling his fingers almost all the way out and then sliding them in again, this time curling them inside, watching intently for a response.
That's the best part of all this--seeing how quickly Jayce becomes overwhelmed under his hands (quite literally). He wonders how much more he can get him to babble, until he can't form words at all.]
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[ Jayce can tell that Viktor is getting flustered, that he's feeling things that he is trying to brush off on the outside. He caresses his hand through Viktor's hair, soothing, there's a lot of vulnerability happening for them both. For Jayce, he's always like an open wound, easy to hurt, easy to get feelings from. He knows it isn't the same for the man he loves. Viktor is sick and frail, and he doesn't need to communicate that for Jayce to know it's in his mind. ]
There is nothing and no one I've ever wanted more than you.
[ Jayce would say Viktor and Hextech have always been his priorities, but when he had to pick, he picked Viktor first, and he always will. He might have said more but Viktor then decides to distract him from being able to communicate, and he's great at it. Jayce moans at the movement but then makes a startled cry when Viktor curls his fingers, his sensitive walls making his entire body suddenly feel like it's on fire.]
Fuck.
[ Jayce rarely swears but this is definitely a situation that calls for it. All of a sudden he feels out of breath and overheated, his head knocking hard back into the pillow, rocking his body down into Viktor's fingers now. He is greedy for more, no longer tense at all.]
That feels amazing. [ His voice is weak, breathless. ] I want more, I want you inside me, please, I can handle it, please.
[ It's good they're no longer in the inn where people they actually know are nearby because Jayce is loud. He doesn't have the ability to have shame when he is in the middle of passion. He is not embarrassed about his begging, his fingers tighten in Viktor's hair, his chest heaving. ]
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Jayce is still going to have to be a little patient, because the last thing Viktor wants is for this to hurt, but he knows he can make it worth it in the meantime. Viktor's hand finds a rhythm, sliding in the whole length of his fingers before pulling out and doing it again, working him open. When it seems like there's enough give, he starts in with a third, but even that is quickly not enough, if the way Jayce begs for it is any indication. Well, if he's sure...]
Turn this way.
[He withdraws, but ideally it will only be for a short time--Viktor just needs to configure them, shifting Jayce onto his side and reaching for the bottle again. He slicks himself and pulls close, chest to Jayce's back and arms around him, clean hand splayed against his chest, the other ready to line himself up. It's not face-to-face, but he figures Jayce should be able to twist his upper body a little, at least enough to kiss.
Which he plans on doing, of course, as soon as Jayce gets the hint.]
Tell me if it's too much.
[He has a feeling it won't be.]
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He doesn't argue or hesitate at all, he hurries eagerly to follow Viktor's instructions. It doesn't mean he can look in his eyes, but he absolutely does not care anymore about that. He isn't thinking in details, only in needs. Jayce is surprised by the sudden spooning but not in a bad way; in fact, he loves being wrapped up in someone's arms like this. He's just only ever done it with sleeping or cuddling, so he's excited to try this out. He is really radiating heat at this point and wiggles against Viktor.
Jayce already twists his upper body a little to look at him, curling his hand up and hooking around Viktor's head. It's a new angle so he's not entirely sure how to do it right, but he manages to clumsily kiss at his face multiple times. Eager. ]
It won't be. I'll be fine, I'll be great. Get in me.
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There's some resistance, at first, but soon everything gives way and Viktor is sinking into him, letting out a shaky breath, a part of him in disbelief that this is even happening. Jayce is altogether too large for him to fully wrap his free arm around, but he does his best anyway, pulling him close and kissing him fully, one last reassurance before he presses his hips forward more forcefully. He can't help but gasp a little, knitting his eyebrows together in concentration as he tries not to be overwhelmed. The last thing he wants is for all this to be over before it's even begun, so he goes slow, pushing little by little and making sure to breathe on the way.]
Okay--
[There. Jayce is tight around him and he waits a moment, just breathing, pinpricks of sweat at his temples as he realizes just how badly he's wanted this.]
This is okay?
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He is barely aware of the kiss although he responds automatically, and then Viktor's pushing fully into him and he struggles to breathe, the arm underneath his body stretching up so he can curl his hand into the sheets tightly. Jayce finds himself feeling incredibly dizzy when he realizes Viktor's inside of him, touching every inch of him, and it's happened. After all these years of wanting and dreaming, he has this.
Jayce realizes that he hasn't spoken for the first time, only let himself feel it, and he has this loopy smile on his lips. ]
Finally.
[ His heart is pounding and his body is screaming at him to move if Viktor isn't going to, and instead he grins, thrilled, endorphins as well as energy zooming through him. ]
V.
[ Jayce squeezes around him on the inside on purpose. ]
Fuck me.
[ His tone is playful and happy, so deliriously happy, before he closes the space between them and kisses Viktor deeply. ]
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All of that's out the window now. The only thing that matters is this moment.]
Jayce---
[Viktor's on his good side, so the position makes it easy on his leg and easy for him to roll his hips. Jayce driving back into him certainly helps, though he's firm when it comes to establishing a rhythm. He doesn't want this to be over too soon, and he's certain that Jayce wants to enjoy this as long as possible, though the way he clenches around him has Viktor gasping. He tries to muffle it in Jayce's shoulder but Jayce kisses him, instead, so of course he uses that as an excuse. One hand splays across his chest, pulling him close, the other dipping back down between Jayce's thighs to stroke him in tandem with the movement of his hips. Slow, steady, pulling out the whole length of him before driving back in again.]
You're being so good for me. I'm sorry I made you wait so long.
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He can see why this is better for his leg too and Jayce decides to let Viktor set the pace. Otherwise they'd have lost it after one thrust, according to Jayce's impatience. He can feel the long drag in and out of him and it only gets better each time, breaking out of the kiss to gasp when Viktor takes his cock. Jayce doesn't twist his head around to look at Viktor and instead dips his head back to rest it on Viktor's shoulder, letting himself whine and raggedly breathe in between Viktor's thrusts.
He moans when Viktor says he's being good and he moves his hand away from Viktor's head down to hook around his back instead, putting a large hand on Viktor's ass to encourage his thrusting. ]
I'd wait another seven years, this is so good, Viktor, nothing's ever felt this good.
[ Jayce is confident despite it being a while, that he's never been this keyed into a lover, that what they are sharing eclipses other experiences. He's trying to be good and patient but between Viktor moving inside of him and stroking him at the same time, his heart is pounding and he's losing sense. ]
Is it ... is it good for you? Do you like it?
[ Viktor's making noise in his own way, Jayce is paying attention, but he can't help even now that fluttering need for reassurance. Or maybe it's not a need so much as a true desire, that he gets turned on by Viktor's assurances. ]
Please, tell me, say ... say my name.
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He doesn't answer right away, more interested in wringing as much out of Jayce as he possibly can. One hand strokes relentlessly, the other plays along Jayce's chest, tweaking a nipple between his forefinger and thumb. They're so close--no air between them, Jayce arching back into him and using his own hand to pull him even closer.]
This isn't enough?
[It's teasing, only half-serious. Despite his own confidence in this sort of activity, Viktor is testing out what kind of talk gets Jayce going the most--he has a feeling that this sort of light condescension might be just as effective as complimenting him. This time, when he pushes in as deep as he can go, he holds it for a moment, mouth pressed against Jayce's neck as he speaks. The hand stroking his cock keeps moving, thumb circling the head, a clear intent to wring more of those noises out of him.]
You need me to stroke your ego, too, Jayce?
[Still, his own body is starting to betray him. Viktor starts to move again, but he's panting, sweat beading on his forehead, eyes glazing over with his own pleasure. His other hand, the one at Jayce's chest slides upward, fingers ghosting up his neck until he's pressing them against Jayce's lips, inviting him to take them into his mouth as he picks up the pace, his intent clear.]
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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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Viktor quickens his pace again, at least when it comes to the hand on Jayce's cock. He can feel the tension that builds, pressed up against him, all of Jayce coiled so tightly that it's nearly impossible to stave off his own climax for a single moment longer.]
Go ahead.
[Obviously, Jayce doesn't need to be told it's okay, but timing those words just right seems to be what he wants. Viktor is more than happy to oblige, offering him permission even has he continues stroking, trying to wring out everything he possibly can from him. He'll be quick to follow after, holding Jayce tightly to his chest the whole time.]
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He tightens around Viktor when he comes and finds himself aware just in time to experience it, sighing in absolute bliss as Viktor surrenders to his lust as well. Jayce's entire body relaxes and he feels like a rag doll for a moment, delirious, his head spinning, and he breathlessly laughs, the thrill of it still in him. He finally got to have sex with Viktor, and it was fantastic, exactly as he expected. ]
Stay like this for a moment. I'll get something to clean us, just ... let me have this. A few seconds.
[ It's a repeated line between the two of them, let me have this, but Jayce is holding Viktor's hand still to his chest. He doesn't want to lose the feeling of Viktor inside of him, of how his body is enveloping him entirely. He feels safe and it's intimate. He does turn his head now that he's managing to breathe steadily and leans in to take the kiss he couldn't handle before, slow and lingering. ]
I love you. [ He murmurs, kissing him again. ] You were worth waiting for.
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He remembers how tired he is. How part of him wanted to climb out of the bath and go right to sleep. There's no danger of him leaving the bed, not at this point.]
I'm not going anywhere. I don't think I could even if I wanted to.
[He sounds a little breathless, the comment more of a testament to his exhaustion than anything else. Viktor leans into the kiss, letting Jayce guide it, eyes fluttering closed in an effort to simply enjoy the feeling of it for as long as he can. He doesn't need to be told to stay inside, but as the minutes go by it starts to get uncomfortable, so when he's able, he breaks the kiss and pulls out, rolling over onto his back, chest still heaving.
Still, he wants to be touching. A hand brushes over Jayce's side, already missing the close contact.]
A wet rag. And water, please.
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He nods at the request but leans in for a kiss first now that he isn't at an odd angle. He kisses Viktor's forehead and then sits up, knowing if he gets his mouth too distracted it might take a while. ]
Anything you want.
[ Jayce is going to bring him things and spoil him rotten now that he knows he can. His body feels so relaxed and loose, he hasn't felt this way in a long time. He pushes into a stand and feels unsteady on his feet so he has to take a step back to center himself. He turns to look at Viktor and full-out grins. ]
You've made me weak in the knees.
[ He laughs and there is a bit of a sting but it's good, he feels worn out and thoroughly wrecked. Jayce leaves the room to get the rag full of chilly water, since they're overheated, slung over his arm for now, and brings two glasses of water back to the bedroom. He walks casually and confidently naked, hoping that maybe Viktor appreciates it, always looking to please even when he knows he does. His eyes travel over Viktor's worn-out body, so obviously into it. ]
Relax, I got this.
[ He offers Viktor the glass of water, setting his own to the side for now, and picks up one of the pillows to put behind Viktor's head. He wants to pamper him, and he is testing to see if Viktor will still let him. He slides onto the bed again and takes Viktor's hand that had been stroking him, cleaning off his fingers. If he lets him, he very gently wipes off his now soft cock, not being teasing, merely thorough. ]
We should move my bed into here tomorrow, make it one big bed. We can make that a working room.
[ By we, Jayce of course means him, Viktor's not going to carry his bed frame in here. But he doesn't see a reason to have two when he fully plans on sleeping here, next to Viktor, for the rest of their days. ]
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[Jayce wanted to get pounded into the mattress--maybe the position had been a different than what he imagined, but Viktor thinks he fulfilled the request in spirit. So that's a joke, masking real concern for how quickly Jayce springs up out of bed. He gives a sympathetic wince, but soon enough Jayce is out of the room, presumably to clean up and then bring everything Viktor requested. When he returns, he'll find Viktor sitting up in bed, having stuffed pillows behind him to lean on (though he does not object to an additional one, slotting in behind his head).
He does appreciate the view, evidenced by the way his eyes follow Jayce as he enters the room and sets down the glasses on the beside table. Viktor will even let Jayce clean him up, adjusting as necessary and then making space on the bed. Once his hands are clean he reaches for the glass of water and drinks deeply, more spent by all of this than he perhaps anticipated.
It doesn't surprise him that Jayce is already making plans. He's been nothing but clear about the level to which he wants to commit. Viktor isn't quite sure how he wants to address that, yet, but he agrees that they should be sharing a bed from here on out.]
I think I'd like that.
[Viktor's voice is soft--surprisingly sincere.]
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[ He assumes it's a joke because he's been very clear about how deeply he enjoyed the sex they just had. Jayce is already thinking about doing it again, although obviously not yet, he knows Viktor is exhausted, and they both aren't so young as to be able to spring up within a few minutes. He knows they have a lot of time ahead of them together, he's just very excited to move forward as a couple.
Jayce feels Viktor's gaze on him and warms under the attention, a little smug. There's nothing wrong with a little ego-stroking in this case, in his opinion. He would preen if he wasn't currently naked. He settles onto the bed next to him and drinks his own water. He is a little parched, having been sweating for most of that, and Viktor thoroughly ruined him.
Maybe it was presumptuous to go right to sleeping together permanently, but Jayce has been clear, and Viktor is aware. The soft way he replies though makes him look over and he sets his glass to the side after guzzling most of it. He then sits up on the bed next to him and puts a big arm over his shoulder, leaning in to kiss his cheek gently.]
Good, I want to wake up to you every morning.
[ Jayce does realize that in most situations this would be too much, it's not as if he said any of this to Mel. They were not going to move in together any time soon, and he didn't crave her constant attention. This is all very specific to Viktor, that he's being so pushy and declaring the depth of what he wants from this. Everything. He reaches over to take Viktor's free hand and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the palm sweetly. ]
I know you're exhausted, love, between the road and this, how about you relax and get some well-earned sleep? I'll be right here.
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Now, basking in afterglow, it seems inappropriate to bring it up. He'll put it off, for now, because it's easier to indulge in the attention, instead, and he's increasingly succumbing to the exhaustion of his unplanned adventure. He leans into Jayce's embrace and settles against his side, watching the way their hands intertwine.]
You don't have to watch me sleep.
[He'll do it anyway, but Viktor will be adamant that Jayce isn't obligated. Still, he can agree that they've both had enough excitement for one day.]
Maybe you should get some rest, too.
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Jayce does suspect they'll have to talk about some things. Boundaries, Viktor mentioned they had to talk about those, and learn how to adapt to having this and their lives. Although Jayce personally feels like they should be allowed to indulge in this for a little while, give themselves permission to be happy together. As if he could stop now that he had Viktor in his arms. He comfortably keeps his arm around Viktor and looks down at him with so much love in his eyes. And he doesn't have to hold back anymore or hide it. ]
I will, don't worry. Go to sleep, V.
[ Jayce isn't that tired yet, but he assumes he will be as he relaxes. He will get a little time to look at Viktor's face while he sleeps. He's allowed now. He kisses Viktor's hand again and then holds it, rubbing his thumb along his knuckles soothingly.
Jayce does sleep but he is up by dawn every day, so there's no getting around that. He is very careful when he does need to get up, since Viktor looks genuinely conked out and in a deep sleep. It's so he can make sure Viktor's travel clothes will be ready to be cleaned, and he actually takes a few moments to clean Viktor's braces as well, since he's been traveling so much in general. He brings them back into the room so they're easy to get. Jayce puts together a little breakfast in case Viktor's hungry as soon as he gets up, they did really go at each other, and sets it to the side with some fresh water and juice.
Feeling accomplished, Jayce returns to bed. Jayce is gentle and careful to take his place back next to Viktor and curl him back up into his arms. He encourages Viktor's head onto his chest to rest there so his arm can hold him close to his side. It's nice to see Viktor sleeping this deeply and long, knowing his boyfriend to be a little more restless. He clearly needed it. Jayce drifts into a light doze, not fully asleep, but feeling comfortable until Viktor eventually stirs. ]
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He sleeps into the evening and through the night. When he finally does awaken, it's long past dawn (when he, too, prefers to get up), sun streaming in through the room's little window. It takes him a moment to remember the events of the previous day, though the presence of the large body currently enveloping him is a good reminder. The contented noise that escapes him when he realizes where he is and how he came to be here more-or-less says it all.
Viktor shifts in Jayce's arms, twisting a little to look at him and see if he's awake. It's nice--just to watch, and linger in the moment, but eventually he speaks up.]
Hi.
[He's well-rested, for once. Fully mellowed out, expression soft, apparently pleased by this turn of events. A rare look, for him.]
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Hi.
[ He lifts a hand to cup his face, caressing his cheekbone. His body feels good this morning, outside of a little ache, but it's a pleasant one because of what it means. Jayce has never seen him this soft and vulnerable in all the time they've known one another, and that means something to him. ]
I love you.
[ Once Jaybe broke the barrier of holding it back, it comes so easily to him now, and he's going to say it frequently. It never is being used in a way that implies he wants to hear it back though, it's him sharing what shines through from his heart. ]
I can't believe how lucky I am to be with you.
[ That's the thing about having Jayce in love with you. He is terribly sincere, and even if it seems cheesy, the things he says, he means them. Jayce is with the man of his dreams now. He gets to love Viktor freely, compliment him, kiss him, take care of him, be his partner in all aspects, have sex with him, and it's incredible to have the freedom for all of those things. He feels lucky.
He runs his fingers through Viktor's sleep-tousled hair and gently pulls him up, hoping to get a morning kiss out of him. ]
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Jayce looks good. Satisfied. Deeply happy. It's infectious, even if Viktor can't quite voice the same sentiments so openly.]
Did you sleep well?
[Viktor's hair is sticking out at every possible angle, certainly not helped by the fact that he went straight from the bathtub to the bed and hasn't left yet. He'll accept the kiss, though he keeps it short, still groggy from sleep. He thinks, vaguely, that he should get up. Brush his teeth, wash his face. Jayce certainly isn't going anywhere, but his body protests the very thought of it. This is the longest he's spent in a bed in a quite a while, and it's tempting to simply enjoy it for a little longer.]
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[ Jayce feels confident Viktor won't be grumpy about him letting him sleep as long as he needed, the two of them are lounging in bed, and it's his opinion that they have no reason to go anywhere for the next twenty-four hours or so. After nearly dying multiple times and sleeping in a wagon for a week, Viktor could do with another good night of sleep too. Jayce will do what he can to persuade him.
The fact he's been up a little longer is proven by the fact he did brush his teeth and Viktor can taste it when they kiss, but it definitely isn't keeping Jayce from enjoying a kiss from him, morning breath or not. He smooths down Viktor's hair but likes it this way, tousled and wild. It's thick and beautiful, always has been. ]
I made breakfast.
[ He glances over to where he set the tray down within reaching distance, although it will require leaning or moving a little over on the bed to get. Which he will in a second. Jayce brushes his lips to Viktor's forehead, his arm around him tightening a little in a nice hug. ]
How about ....
[ Jayce tips Viktor's chin back to look at him, smiling. ]
You stay here and relax, start eating, and I'll make the coffee. I was waiting for when you'd get up. Or I can bring tea. What do you want?
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[Now that he's awake, his thoughts are on work, and the lab, but the general level of comfort and Jayce's insistence on relaxing means he suppresses the urge to bring it up. It can wait, maybe, though it does occur to him that Lee must be wondering where her employee is. Most of those thoughts leave his head, however, when Jayce starts trying to tame his hair. He closes his eyes and leans into it almost involuntarily, enjoying the feeling of being so casually touched.
When Jayce keeps talking, however, he blinks his eyes open again, looking a little confused, like he's not sure how he's supposed to respond to someone doing something like this for him.]
You...made breakfast?
[Or you bought breakfast, is the unspoken additional question. He's not going to say no, but it doesn't sit right with him that he gets to stay in bed while Jayce does all the work. He shifts on the mattress, clearly moving to get up.]
Uh, tea. I can help.
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[ Jayce really needed to keep busy while he was waiting. It actually got worse the closer to when Viktor would get there, his impatience making it harder. So he cleaned the place and restocked everything, especially with Viktor's favorite foods and some fresh fruit and sweets. All part of his nervous energy while he counted down the hours. But the food is very fresh! So it still counts. He's not a good cook, although his mother taught him enough to get by. ]
No, I ---
[ Jayce says no but he doesn't stop Viktor, sitting up and reaching out to touch his shoulder, sliding his hand down to his elbow and then to Viktor's hand. ]
I wanted to spoil you, like in the bath.
[ He blushes because it's not as simple as spoiling, Jayce likes it. He's a giver and there's no better way to make him happy than to find actions to show that he loves someone. Jayce kisses Viktor's hand and his eyes have a little bit of shyness to them when he looks at him. He's never really gotten to be like this with a partner, none of them were long enough, and he feels like he's been storing up his desires in intimacy as well as sex.
He lets his hand go though, of course Viktor can get up and do whatever he wants! ]
But if you really want to get the tea, we can meet back here and eat together?
[ Jayce sounds hopeful because this is new to both of them and he still isn't certain all the things he's allowed to want or ask for, ready to adapt as they go. Does he have permission to pull Viktor back into his arms? Can they make the tea together and he can kiss his neck? ]
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