[Jayce wants him no matter what, that much is clear, but Viktor can't help but wish he wasn't so visibly affected by his illness. That he could be with Jayce as he's supposed to be, not so physically diminished, fully bare and unable to hide the way he's declined. He's dwarfed in almost every way, even in this arrangement, and when he steadies himself he sees his pale fingers wrapped around Jayce's bicep, an involuntary sigh escaping him in response.
The good news is that it's a challenge to get into his own head when Jayce is so responsive under him. All Viktor has to do is stroke them together once, and Jayce is tilting his head back, moaning unabashedly like he's never been touched in his life. It's intoxicating.]
I'd make a lot of people jealous, if they knew. I wonder what they'd think, if they could see their Councilor Talis now?
[If they knew what Jayce is like, fully at the mercy of someone else and coming apart under his practiced hands. Viktor is not invulnerable--Jayce rubs at his chest and he arches in response, trying to disguise the automatic motion by holding their cocks in place and grinding down again so that they slide against each other. His thumb circles the head of Jayce's a little clumsily, spreading the drops of precome, though that doesn't necessarily provide the slickness that he wants, if he's going to jack them off together.]
Hand me one of those bottles. Since you hid them everywhere.
[ Jayce is trying to fight his natural inclination to be gentle with Viktor, part of him truly is that way, but it's also about not wanting to hurt him. He is not blind to how thin he is, how the sickness has changed him. He knows if they'd been together from the start, it would've been disturbingly obvious as time passed, making it easier for him to know something was wrong. But this is Viktor. His attraction is stronger than anything else. And he wants to make him feel good, knowing he's usually in pain, his body failing him. Jayce can give him something beautiful. For a short time, he can chase away Viktor's shadows and cover him in joy.
Jayce is giant, there's no getting around that, even if Viktor was at full health, he'd seem slender in comparison. When he moves below him, his muscles flex; while it's his face on blimps, only a few people have seen him like this. All he can hope is that Viktor likes it, all of it. If his physical beauty feeds into Viktor's desire for him, he's happy to look this way.
People would be jealous. He's been hit on a lot since becoming famous, although most of it goes over his head, but he's brushed it off for years. Too much work. Too much Viktor. He smirks smugly. ]
So you like that. Knowing the Man of Progress, the Golden Boy of Piltover, is a moaning mess under your hands. Yours.
[ Jayce likes to talk in bed, as he's already proving, but he's appreciating that Viktor's starting to do the same. It's sexy, to hear him be taunting in that beautiful accent of his. He loves it, it could get him going alone. Although not as good as how he feels when Viktor slides them together like that and he makes a choked cry when his thumb touches his wet head. Jayce barely is coherent for a moment but then he lifts his head to look around. ]
The one from last night's around here.
[ He desperately has his hand searching on the bed. ]
I'm still loose, it would be easy to be in me again, if you wanted.
[ After his grasping hand slides over and under the covers, he finally manages to finagle where they left it, having shifted a little as they slept. He breathes a sigh of relief, this is the bottle he stashed in this bedroom. The other ones are spread out around the apartment. Jayce hands the bottle to him and lets his hands move over his body, letting his hand travel down to touch them too. Although it's so he can get Viktor back, trailing his own fingers over his head tauntingly.
He really doesn't care what Viktor chooses here, if he wants to stroke them to completion easily, it wouldn't take long, although he'll hold out as much as his lover needs him to. It's about options. He's down bad for so much.]
[The last thing Viktor wants is to be treated like he’s fragile, and he’s been pleasantly surprised by Jayce in that regard. He supposes that’s a testament to how well they know each other—that Jayce both knows to ask permission or to warn him when he’s going to move him bodily, and that he also doesn’t hold back, when it comes to putting his hands everywhere they can find bare skin. Viktor resolves to give as good as he gets in turn, whether that’s physically or in his banter, not holding back when it comes to teasing barbs.
Like now, when Jayce rattles off all of his accumulated titles. He’s practically begging to be ridiculed.]
This is too many nicknames.
[Egotistical! Just for that, Viktor will not help him find the bottle, though of course he eagerly accepts it once it’s unearthed from the blankets. He wastes no time pouring some out into his palm, using the next stroke to slick up the entire arrangement, making it that much easier for them to slide against each other as he bears down with his hips, shifting to accommodate Jayce’s hand, too. This time, when he leans in, he offers a chaste kiss.]
I know you are. I think I’d like to try this, right now.
[They’re going to have all day to test various configurations. He still hasn’t put his mouth on Jayce the way he wants to, either. So much of this is about testing the waters—seeing what he can do with just his hands alone.]
[ If Jayce ever treats him as fragile, it'll probably be because he is cherishing him on purpose, not because of anything to do with his illness or body. He can be a very gentle lover when he wants to take things slow and put his mouth all over the other person before going anywhere. He's just not ready to do that when he is so hot and desperate for Viktor right now. It's too early. They've only begun.]
You started it.
[ Jayce laughs at the jab, having done it on purpose since he knows what Viktor thinks of his titles. Viktor did start it by using Councilor. These are not nicknames Jayce has ever repeated himself until now; frankly, he finds them flattering and silly. He likes the attention but he has never forgotten that they planned on exiling him right before he became their mascot. But maybe it did it a little for him when Viktor called him Councilor. Don't judge him.
Jayce makes a pleased sound when Viktor slicks them both up, it feels much smoother and Viktor's hands are so lovely. He lifts his head to meet Viktor halfway with the kiss, his hand wrapping around Viktor's cock alone so he can stroke it when his hips move. He nods his head in understanding, getting that they are both learning each other, and that means anything goes. Anything will be good.
He rests back despite missing Viktor's mouth already so he can let his eyes trail over Viktor's body, looking down to watch them slide against each other at the same time the pleasure waves through him. It's erotic and he licks his lips. Jayce didn't get to see his face last night, although everything else was perfect about their first time, and now his gaze is fixed on Viktor, watching him. ]
You look good like this. You could do anything to me and I'd thank you.
[ Viktor looks powerful and in control, and Jayce is still letting him drive, resisting every instinct to rut up against him. He takes Viktor's free hand and brings it to his mouth, sucking two of his fingers in. ]
[They're ridiculous titles, but Jayce wears them well. Viktor's not so fond of Councilor, but Golden Boy is certainly apt, especially when Jayce is looking at him like this. He knows he'd balk at being given such titles himself, but he'd never wanted that kind of recognition anyway. Having Jayce all for himself, despite the strange way they came to be here, is more than enough. The quick peck becomes a deeper kiss, and then Jayce is sliding Viktor's fingers into his mouth and the sight of it is simply obscene.]
I'll have all day to do lots of things to you.
[A not-so-tacit admission that, yes, Viktor has been convinced to take the rest of the day off. He starts to move his hand steadily, pressing his hips forward in an attempt to take all of the air out from between them. Jayce's hand provides more friction, but Viktor can tell he's trying very hard not to move, otherwise. It occurs to him that he's awaiting further permission, which he can't say he dislikes.
And he does get the idea that Jayce likes to look at him--likes the way he looks, when he's straddling him and giving instruction, so he does his best to provide that, arching into him, gazing up with half-lidded eyes.]
You can move.
[He'll still be firm about the pace, again, not wanting things to be over too soon, but he can tell Jayce's pent-up energy threatens to spill over at any moment.]
[ Jayce has won the battle for a day of complete decadence and love-making and he couldn't be more pleased about it. His reply to that is to nip playfully at the tip of Viktor's fingers, not at all something he would do if Viktor's cock was in his mouth instead of them, obviously. He's happy, that's all. It actually will help Jayce settle into taking their time with the pace because he doesn't have to rush, he has all day and night now. Not to mention they are not going to find it easy to keep their hands off each other now that it's started, he knows that much.
He releases Viktor's fingers because he has to moan when Viktor presses down more firmly and they're so much closer physically. He moves his hand at the same pace as Viktor, following his preference, and his other hand drops to his ass, like the night before pulling it toward him in a silent plea for more movement. ]
Thank you.
[ He breathes, proving that it was him waiting on Viktor's command. Viktor will find he can do this any time he wants, bend Jayce to his will with a single sentence. He is such a beautiful sight at the moment. Jayce gets right to rocking his hips up against the friction, thrusting up into Viktor's hand. His eyes are closer to fully gold when his pupils are blown like this from lust. Jayce seems completely fixated on watching their cocks move together, seeing the bend of Viktor's body when he arches. ]
Will you ride me later? I want to watch. You look so fucking good like this.
[ It's already so arousing to see this, but he imagines how incredible it would be to see himself go into Viktor like this. And to watch him powerful and in the middle of ecstasy, rising above Jayce as he takes his pleasure from him. This is great, he is shuddering as each thrust goes straight through him, but he knows it would be amazing. But also very quick if he's not careful. He is already working hard to keep himself together, Viktor setting the pace on purpose so they last longer. ]
Please, come closer, love, please. Kiss me.
[ Jayce's hand moves up Viktor's back into his hair and he encourages him down, wanting their bodies fully pressed against each as they move in time together. He wants Viktor's mouth and he hasn't been given permission to rise up closer to him, so it has to be Viktor's choice to lean down into him, and he begs so fervently. ]
[For as much as he likes to think he's composed, Viktor can't stay completely focused, not when they've settled into a rhythm and he can feel pleasure building at the base of his spine. His fingers slip out of Jayce's mouth and his hand immediately moves to rest on his shoulder, providing a little more stability as things get increasingly fervent. Even Jayce's suggestion spurs him on, and he rolls his hips in response, trying to grind out every last bit of friction that he can.]
Yes-- [He doesn't even have to think about the answer to that. Viktor's got a mental checklist of everything he wants to try, and this is only the start of it.] --I want that.
[Like he even needs to be asked. This particular post-breakfast round is meant to be something of a breather, before they get back into more involved arrangements that require more preparation, but even this has him almost panting with exertion, especially as he picks up the pace, an indication that he's about to drive them both towards completion.
Jayce might be the one taking orders, but Viktor, in turn, can't deny him anything he asks for. He crushes his lips against Jayce's waiting mouth, wasting no time, outright gasping into him.]
[ Jayce can tell that Viktor is starting to loosen his hold on his control and it makes him hungrier to push it, to watch him unravel and unable to keep his composure. He moans and knows they're at the stage where he can hurry up to the end they both want, Viktor's no longer forcing them to be slow and careful. He groans at the assurance he is going to get exactly what he wants and that's all he needs to hear to focus instead on the now.
They crash into a kiss that's part contact and part ragged breathing and Jayce is on a roll now, rocking their hips together and his hand completely slick now between the lube and Viktor's own arousal. He strokes Viktor faster than the way they're chasing friction, his other arm simply wrapping around him entirely and holding him against his body. Every rock they do, every slide together, feels like a full body experience.
They don't need to be elegant or graceful, if anything this is a more direct and lust-driven need for friction. Jayce kisses him until there is no way to keep them together, so his head knocks back and he looks at his face. They're very close but he can focus on Viktor's eyes. ]
Look at me when you come. I need to see it.
[ Jayce didn't get the chance last night so he is not going to miss out on it here. In fact he decides to let go and crash there first, it only requires him to give permission to himself. He is so keyed up and it takes nothing at all for him, only the drive of their bodies together and seeing Viktor's eyes. Jayce cries out, tensing entirely before he relaxes all at once, his eyelashes fluttering as he forces them to stay open to catch every second of his love's face to spur him on. ]
[In lieu of an actual response, Viktor makes a deeply satisfied noise, free hand wrapped around Jayce's shoulders, clinging to him as if his life depends on it. It might as well, at this point. He has to stop himself from gasping openly into Jayce's neck, trying his best to do what he wants. It's not lost on him that despite his giving instructions, he wants to do whatever Jayce asks of him. He'll willingly give it, even as his own composure is threatened.
This time, he comes only a second after Jayce, slick hands still pumping as if trying to wring out everything they possibly can. Viktor's eyes slide half-lidded, then closed--his eyebrows furrow and his mouth goes a little slack, a groan in the back of his throat. He finds himself hoping that it looks good, if only because that's what Jayce wants.
Once he's satisfied that Jayce has seen everything he wants, Viktor collapses forward into his shoulder, their stomachs flush, his legs tight around Jayce's hips. After a moment, everything slows and starts to still, and Viktor pulls his hand out from between them, letting it join the other around Jayce's shoulder. He buries his face against Jayce's neck, and catches his breath.]
[ It looks exactly as Jayce was hoping for. Seeing Viktor lost in pleasure, unable to stop himself from making noise and giving into Jayce, it's something he will probably fantasize about despite being able to have this over and over again. Some things are worth memorizing simply because he can. Viktor is usually so good at controlling himself so it is important to Jayce to watch him completely unfurl and lose it. He sights in perfect contentment between the orgasm and watching Viktor.
His pulls his own hand from between them and uses that arm to hold him close. His other hand slides up into Viktor's hair and he strokes fingers through it again, enjoying the afterglow. Jayce catches his breath, eyes closed to bask in it, lowering his head down to kiss the top of Viktor's head. It all feels so good, right, true, as it should be. ]
Fair warning, I'm never going to get enough of this.
[ Jayce chuckles low and nuzzles Viktor's hair, his hand trailing up and down Viktor's spine. And all the points where the brace goes in, figuring Viktor almost never gets caressed in these places. So he's going to get him used to it. He has a hunger that won't be satiated by one day and two nights, but he will eventually try his best to keep it under control. Viktor knows now that any time he wants, he can simply order Jayce around, and he'll do it without hesitation. Whether that's to cool it or to get hotter, that's up to him. ]
I'm glad we waited. It's better, having our first time be here.
[It takes longer for him to come down this time, wanting to stay here and ride it out as long as possible. Once the waves subside, however, he becomes aware of the hand at his back, brushing against the metal bolts there. New and different, but not unpleasant. He makes another contented noise in response, settling deeper into the embrace, only daring to come up for air when the stickiness between them starts to get uncomfortable.
He peels himself away, but his arms stay wrapped around Jayce's neck. The slightly upturned corners of his mouth betray him.But Jayce has already won--for today, at least. Once again, Viktor has no desire to leave this bed beyond a trip to the bathroom to get cleaned up (which he is very much going to want to do). He'll allow a victory, just for today, and for once his expression seems to be wholly relaxed. Satisfied. More than a little pleased by this turn of events.]
[ Another new thing learned about Viktor: he's cute. The little noise he makes coupled with snuggling against Jayce is adorable. He happily cuddles right back, and makes his own noise of displeasure when Viktor pulls away from him. It's not far and Viktor's still touching him in many places. He knows why but he doesn't care about the stickiness the same way. He is more than willing to get a new rag to clean them off, they're going to need it today, but he is content to let Viktor stay perched on him like this. ]
I do know what you mean. Although I was thinking ....
[ Jayce smiles playfully at him, eyes warm, his fingers touching the bolts on Viktor's back and the skin nearby it. He sits up abruptly, not at all caring that he's about to get them sticky again with pressing their chests together, but he wants to kiss Viktor. Long and lingering, satisfied but never done with his mouth. The trail off is finished after he breaks the kiss. ]
I wanted to kiss you that first night, floating in the lab. We could do that for real in the Horizon.
[ Not right now, he is happy to be in the real world with Viktor's real body, but it's a bit of mischief for another day. Jayce trails his mouth down to his neck and takes a few seconds to very deliberately suck on Viktor's pale skin until a real mark is left behind, since he said he could. This one is high enough that unless Viktor's collar is buttoned, it could show. Jayce is very pleased when he pulls back to look at it. ]
Mine.
[ He murmurs, nuzzling into Viktor's neck briefly, his arm possessively holding him close. ]
[Oh, that's nice. He gave Jayce permission to do this before, but now there's less distraction in the way, so he leans his head back, giving him full access to his neck as he sucks a bruise into it. Viktor thinks he might like to see it, later.
Despite the fact that he knows Jayce will object, Viktor doesn't really like the feel of come drying on his skin and hands, so once the kiss seems to have run its course, he's ducking out of Jayce's embrace and sliding off his lap and off the bed. He can't hide the smile on his face as Jayce shares more of his fantasies, but he can grab his crutch from the spot where it leans against the wall and gingerly make his way out of the room.
At least, for now.]
It sounds like you need to make a list.
[Of all the things Jayce wants them to do to each other, and where, and how. They're scientists--surely they can approach this systematically. Viktor already doesn't want to be gone for long, carrying on the conversation from the bathroom. When he returns, he's cleaned himself up and has a damp cloth in his free hand. This time, he can be the one to take care of Jayce, and there's no question that he'll return to the mattress as soon as he's able, sliding up next to his partner and wiping him down, starting with his hands and moving across his stomach and chest.]
I'll make one too. We can compare and contrast. Prioritize accordingly. Decide on an optimal course of action.
[Possibly he's joking. Possibly he's already decided this is a very good idea and is going to pursue their intimate relationship in exactly this fashion.]
[ Jayce whines when Viktor slides out of his lap, reaching out to touch him as he goes although it's all for show, he doesn't do anything to actually stop him. He just pouts and watches him leave. It's pathetic to miss him right away but he does, so he's pathetic, that's fine. He knows the whys so he impatiently watches the doorway for when Viktor returns. The no was for him moving, not for the idea, which is pretty hilarious.
But Jayce is still pouting when Viktor comes back, a show for sure considering how amused and warm his eyes are in contrast. He's just glad Viktor didn't dare pick those boxers back up because Jayce would keep throwing them farther away if he had to. He doesn't want a stitch of clothing on them any time soon.
He lets him wipe him off though, it's only fair. ]
I already have a list.
[ Jayce isn't happy until he gets to touch Viktor too, his hands automatically moving to cup his cheek and slide down the arm holding the cloth. He steals the cloth from him and puts it aside, taking Viktor's hand into his, threading their fingers together. He's clean enough.]
I'm pretty sure I've been the one openly sharing fantasies.
[ Jayce begged Viktor to be in him, he put his mouth on him, he said he wanted Viktor to ride him, wanted him in the gravity-less room. He has zero qualms or hesitations about sharing his desires now that they're being let loose. He pulls Viktor's hand toward his mouth and kisses his wrist, the inside of his arm. ]
[But even he can't keep a straight face, so the chastisement is entirely unserious. For as much as Jayce complains about his absence, Viktor wastes no time climbing back into bed (though he's starting to notice that it is sort of small, for the two of them--maybe they should get to work on combining furniture sooner rather than later). Once everything is cleaned up to his satisfaction, he settles back in, this time lying down on his side, letting Jayce kiss his hand and arm, watching him with a soft smile.
Jayce has been entirely open about his fantasies, Viktor less so, mostly because he purposefully refused to indulge. Now, however, it seems appropriate to start thinking about all of the things he wants them to do, and how, and when. He has to fight the urge to keep it to himself, but it helps that Jayce is so eager. It makes him want to be a little more open, in turn.
Not before a little more teasing, though.]
It's a work in progress.
[Viktor pretends like he has to think about it, even though he knows now that he could do literally anything to Jayce, and be thanked for it.]
[ Jayce will be happy to move the bed sooner rather than later, but it will take some finagling, and he is happy languishing in bed with Viktor for now. It'll be nice to have a bigger bed though considering Jayce's size, although they very comfortably snuggled all last night. He turns onto his side to face Viktor at the same time, pulling Viktor's arm and putting it around his shoulder on purpose. He wants Viktor draped on him, just a little bit. He lets his hand caress over his side, curling around his thigh and squeezing affectionately.
He groans instead of whines this time, closing space between them on the bed so there's barely a few inches between them. Jayce is taking advantage of every moment he gets with them like this. He doesn't care if this is forever, that there is no reason for him to soak up every second like it'll go away. He still treasures each second. ]
V, come on, one thing.
[ Jayce does know part of it is likely that Viktor didn't let himself fantasize, but surely there is something that snuck through the cracks. Or that he's thought about since they first kissed in the Horizon. He leans in to kiss his cheek and then suck on his earlobe. ]
[Viktor gets the hint, letting his arm drape over Jayce's shoulder and scooting closer until they're almost nose to nose. The proximity is nice, and the closeness of the conversation reminds him of what they now share, and how intimate it feels. He holds Jayce's gaze until his partner decides they aren't close enough, then Viktor tilts his head a little and laughs--it's possible he's slightly ticklish.]
If you want an answer, you have to stop distracting me.
[An impossibility, he's sure. Viktor's free hand splays across Jayce's chest, a sort of halfhearted attempt to stop him, though of course he doesn't really mean it, not when he turns his head in an attempt to capture Jayce's mouth with his.]
I would, actually, like to pound you into the mattress. [Which he did in spirit, but not quite literally, not yet.] I want to get my mouth on you and shut you up, for once.
[ About the stopping from distracting. Jayce laughs and lets him steal a kiss, as if he minds, enraptured with how Viktor's letting him do anything he wants. Indulging him. Although it seems he wants it just as much, less of an indulgence, and more of an agreement they should always be touching. Jayce wonders what it'll be like when they leave this bed, and he hopes it'll be both adorable and saucy from time to time.
The kiss lingers for multiple beautiful seconds and it's like he can't possibly get enough of him. Is this what being in love is truly like? He's always felt it for Viktor but it was unrequited until now. He understands what all the stories and songs meant now. ]
Yes, please.
[ What they did do was great, don't get him wrong. It was a new position for him and Jayce felt very tender about it. More lovemaking than sex, with Viktor playing his body like he'd known it for much longer. But he does want that pounding. He wants Viktor to pin him against the bed and make him scream. Sometime.
Jayce laughs again, nuzzling their noses. ]
What part of being with me so far makes you think that would get me to shut up?
[ If anything Jayce will be a louder mess! His hand strokes up and down Viktor's back again, along his bolts.]
Would you get on your stomach for me, love? I'd like to massage your back a little, you had a hard time recently. I'll be gentle.
[ Jayce asks permission first. He knows Viktor's body is unique and wants him to know he can trust him to respect his physical boundaries. Whereas Jayce never needs to be asked, he'll take whatever he can get. ]
[Even if Jayce is probably right—nothing short of gagging him (though that sounds fun, too) is going to get him to shut up, but for Viktor it means more like reducing him to incoherence. A challenge for himself, as well, to see just how much he can undo the other man. He already knows how desperate and wanting Jayce is. Taking away his very ability to make words is an incredibly appealing thought.
He knows, too, that the anticipation, the teasing, is all part of the appeal. Jayce likes it. Viktor likes that Jayce likes it, and it’s thrilling to know they’ve only barely scratched the surface.
Asking to give him a back rub is a surprise, and it’s probably evident on Viktor’s face as he processes the request. It’s been a very long time since he’s been intimate with anyone in this way, and he can’t remember any former partners asking to do something like that. He’s surprised, again, but how natural all this feels, and after a moment of consideration nods, and scoots a little so that he can roll over on his stomach, grabbing a pillow for his head and folding his arms beneath it.]
You don’t have to be gentle. I imagine I need it.
[They both know he doesn’t exactly manage his own stress very well, shoulders in stubborn knots.]
[ Jayce thinks gagging him is likely the best way to make that happen, although he'll probably still manage to make noise even while stifled. He's not against it in the slightest. It'll be necessary if they try to have sex in a place easy to hear, and Jayce has already been clear that he'll be ready to go in any situation. So covering his mouth will be the best bet. He knows that Viktor likes it. In this, he's not subtle. It's why Jayce hasn't tried to stop himself; he might have tried if Viktor displayed dislike of it in the start, but it would've been difficult. Instead he feels empowered to let it all out.
Jayce is still testing the boundaries. He knows what he wants, which is to be able to touch every part of Viktor's body, and it's not purely sexual. He loves him, he wants to make him happy. But he's a caretaker and while his healing helped Viktor's breathing and chest, it can't fix all of his stiffness or pains. So maybe he can approach it from another angle. Viktor already knows that Jayce enjoys taking care of him. He flashes a pleased smile when Viktor agrees, moving away from him so he can settle.
He's seen Viktor's back intimately on more than on occasion, considering he helped secure the back brace when he arrived. Jayce kisses the back of Viktor's head. ]
Stay right here, sweetheart, I want to do this right.
[ Maybe Jayce is testing out other pet names since Viktor hasn't pushed back about love. Jayce does disappear for a moment but he's very fast, knowing exactly what he's going for. This will now move into their joint bedroom, but Jaye has oils for when he's worked himself too hard in the forge. He does upkeep on his strained muscles and sometimes he's pulled one or two, so he brings that back with him. He's gone less than a minute, climbing back onto the bed.
As he crawls onto it he playfully kisses his way up Viktor's body, even on his thighs and ass because he can, and along his bolted spine. Jayce spreads the oil onto his hands and sets it aside, straddling Viktor's hips but putting none of his weight down onto his back or legs. He knows what he's doing.
Jayce has large hands and they easily cover most of Viktor's shoulders, kneading into his tense muscles. He is gentle at first to get a sense of it but since Viktor asks he applies a little more pressure, his hands steady and strong. ]
It's not any fun if I give away everything all at once.
[This is only the first real day of their relationship, after all, and even for someone with limited time, Viktor still doesn't want to rush things. There's so much about Jayce he wants to learn, beyond what he already knows, and he thinks he wants to savor it, as much as he can. Jayce asking to massage him is not surprising, but it is new and different, so of course he wants to enjoy the moment.
One pet name he could let slide—it’s hard to ignore another one, so he decides to comment on it, calling while Jayce is out of the room.]
Do you have a list of pet names, too? Trying them out one by one?
[He’s not sure how he feels about it yet. It’s very overly-affectionate, in a way that Viktor isn’t, but maybe it’s the principle of the thing. Someone thinking all of these things about them, and voicing them in turn.
Viktor doesn’t look to see what Jayce has come back with, figuring that if he offered, he must know what he’s doing. He shudders a little from the kisses in unexpected places, but soon enough Jayce is working at him with his hands, and he grunts at the pressure. It sounds like he’s uncomfortable, but the truth is that this is anything but.]
[ Jayce does want to know everything about Viktor eventually, but he's having a great time learning them one by one like they're doing now. Each new reveal is exciting. This more falls under the category of his mindset that if they do have a future together, a real one, it'll lead to all the firsts they could ever ask for and more. But he's not going to bring that up now, because they are living in the moment. ]
That's exactly what I'm doing.
[ In response to him trying pet names out. Right on the money. Viktor doesn't sound like he hates it, but maybe is uncertain. It's not as if nicknames are new to them, Jayce has been calling him Vik and V as long as they've been friends, but that's friendship nicknames. Not relationship ones. Maybe he wants to try out these intimate names and see if any of them will fit in nicely with their new coupling. There's no harm in trying.
Jayce hesitates for a moment at the grunt because he can't tell if it's a good or a bad one, but Viktor would tell him to stop the moment he didn't like something. He knows that much. But he also might push himself more than Jayce typically would. For now, he decides to keep going, but at that same medium ground rather than going any rougher. He massages the back of Viktor's neck too, the shoulders and his biceps. He's been sleeping in a cart for over a week. None of it was comfortable. ]
Okay, so I admit, it's something my parents used to do. Call each other pet names and it seemed so sweet, and I thought when I was in love, maybe I'd find one I liked with my partner.
[ Jayce's parents did represent a good relationship to him, although purely from the point of view of a child, but his mother never got over his father. She never moved on, she focused all her attention on Jayce. And he's fairly sure he's going to be the same way. Not that he's going to ever say that to Viktor, who feels guilty enough for being with him despite dying. He is going to focus on the sweet aspect. ]
They used darling. I do think I like calling you love. I spent so long avoiding the word with you, it feels relaxing to use it so easily.
[ Jayce sounds calm and relaxed and it's because he is, he's doing great. He presses his fingers in to rub at the skin right next to the bolts, figuring that area doesn't get a lot of attention. ]
[Whatever thought he was about to have dissolves into a muffled noise that he makes into the pillow. Jayce is kneading the tension right out of him, and he feels a little boneless as he works out the knots in his shoulders. When Jayce digs his thumbs into either side of his spine, Viktor lets out an involuntary moan of relief. It momentarily distracts him from the things he wanted to say, and gives Jayce the opportunity
Ah. So that's what this is about. He knows Jayce doesn't mean anything by it, but Viktor can't help but feel like there are some expectations, here, that come along with his various fantasies about their relationship. He worries his lip, adjusting his head on the pillow as he thinks about how he wants to phrase this.]
I don't dislike it. [It's just going to take him some getting used to.] But, we aren't your parents. You don't have to do something just because they did.
[Viktor would prefer the opposite, actually. He doesn't doubt that Jayce feels the way he says he does, but looking to a (presumably) happily married, long-term relationship as an example for theirs seems...inadvisable, in their unique situation. Perhaps he's just being pessimistic.]
[ Any concerns Jayce had about maybe going too hard are let go when Viktor's noises are reassuring and he can tell it's helping. He is very pleased that this is going so well and he knows Viktor barely if ever does this sort of thing, so he wants to be thorough. And already puts that in his mind as something he can do regularly, when Viktor allows him too. He'll be more relaxed than ever before, between the orgasms and the massages. He continues kneading into the spine on either side from his neck down to his back right in front of where Jayce currently hovers. ]
I know that, V. I'm not doing anything because it's something they did. Otherwise I would already have been married with a kid of my own and working permanently in the forge.
[ If Jayce wanted to be exactly like them, they did a lot of other things by their thirties that weren't Jayce's path. He isn't against marriage or kids theoretically, but he had different ambitions and priorities. He's not a very conventional man despite appearances; he wouldn't have been experimenting with forbidden magic instead of making friends if so.
Viktor isn't entirely wrong that there is a part of Jayce's fantasies for them that is ill-advised, putting all his eggs in one basket so to speak, but there's no real way to get around it. He knows the odds are against them, but he refuses to let that bring him down. Jayce may have become more realistic since his current experiences knocked him a few pegs down, but he still has hope. Especially now that he has Viktor in his arms.
He works meticulously on each part of Viktor's back until he can feel him relax, and takes a temporary break from it to press his hands into Viktor's hair but to massage his scalp as well, digging a thumb into the space right between the tip of his neck to the back of his skull where he's found some relief before himself. ]
I've always liked calling you by nicknames, because it feels special to us. It's why I don't call you V in front of other people, it's an us thing.
Perhaps it's selfish of me, but I'm glad you didn't. Your incredible brain would have been wasted on a forge.
[Selfish, maybe, but Jayce's trajectory led right to Viktor, and he'll never regret capitalizing on the opportunity to complete Hextech. Things might have been very different for both of them, if Jayce hadn't secured patronage from the Kirammans, and gone into the family business, instead.
It's gradual, and it's likely going to take more than one session, but Viktor relaxes under Jayce's practiced hands, the tension leaving his body as he works out the knots in his muscles. If he wasn't sure before, he certainly is now--he's not leaving this bed for a good long while. Viktor imagines that was part of the plan. He should have foreseen this! Now he's trapped.
When Jayce gets to the back of his neck and his scalp, he takes that as a sign that he's more-or-less worked through everything else. Viktor allows himself to enjoy it for a few long moments, then decides that they're finished, rolling over onto his back. This is very nice, being underneath Jayce like this, and the smile on his face is soft and sincere.]
I like it when you call me that. You can do it around other people, if you want.
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The good news is that it's a challenge to get into his own head when Jayce is so responsive under him. All Viktor has to do is stroke them together once, and Jayce is tilting his head back, moaning unabashedly like he's never been touched in his life. It's intoxicating.]
I'd make a lot of people jealous, if they knew. I wonder what they'd think, if they could see their Councilor Talis now?
[If they knew what Jayce is like, fully at the mercy of someone else and coming apart under his practiced hands. Viktor is not invulnerable--Jayce rubs at his chest and he arches in response, trying to disguise the automatic motion by holding their cocks in place and grinding down again so that they slide against each other. His thumb circles the head of Jayce's a little clumsily, spreading the drops of precome, though that doesn't necessarily provide the slickness that he wants, if he's going to jack them off together.]
Hand me one of those bottles. Since you hid them everywhere.
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Jayce is giant, there's no getting around that, even if Viktor was at full health, he'd seem slender in comparison. When he moves below him, his muscles flex; while it's his face on blimps, only a few people have seen him like this. All he can hope is that Viktor likes it, all of it. If his physical beauty feeds into Viktor's desire for him, he's happy to look this way.
People would be jealous. He's been hit on a lot since becoming famous, although most of it goes over his head, but he's brushed it off for years. Too much work. Too much Viktor. He smirks smugly. ]
So you like that. Knowing the Man of Progress, the Golden Boy of Piltover, is a moaning mess under your hands. Yours.
[ Jayce likes to talk in bed, as he's already proving, but he's appreciating that Viktor's starting to do the same. It's sexy, to hear him be taunting in that beautiful accent of his. He loves it, it could get him going alone. Although not as good as how he feels when Viktor slides them together like that and he makes a choked cry when his thumb touches his wet head. Jayce barely is coherent for a moment but then he lifts his head to look around. ]
The one from last night's around here.
[ He desperately has his hand searching on the bed. ]
I'm still loose, it would be easy to be in me again, if you wanted.
[ After his grasping hand slides over and under the covers, he finally manages to finagle where they left it, having shifted a little as they slept. He breathes a sigh of relief, this is the bottle he stashed in this bedroom. The other ones are spread out around the apartment. Jayce hands the bottle to him and lets his hands move over his body, letting his hand travel down to touch them too. Although it's so he can get Viktor back, trailing his own fingers over his head tauntingly.
He really doesn't care what Viktor chooses here, if he wants to stroke them to completion easily, it wouldn't take long, although he'll hold out as much as his lover needs him to. It's about options. He's down bad for so much.]
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Like now, when Jayce rattles off all of his accumulated titles. He’s practically begging to be ridiculed.]
This is too many nicknames.
[Egotistical! Just for that, Viktor will not help him find the bottle, though of course he eagerly accepts it once it’s unearthed from the blankets. He wastes no time pouring some out into his palm, using the next stroke to slick up the entire arrangement, making it that much easier for them to slide against each other as he bears down with his hips, shifting to accommodate Jayce’s hand, too. This time, when he leans in, he offers a chaste kiss.]
I know you are. I think I’d like to try this, right now.
[They’re going to have all day to test various configurations. He still hasn’t put his mouth on Jayce the way he wants to, either. So much of this is about testing the waters—seeing what he can do with just his hands alone.]
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You started it.
[ Jayce laughs at the jab, having done it on purpose since he knows what Viktor thinks of his titles. Viktor did start it by using Councilor. These are not nicknames Jayce has ever repeated himself until now; frankly, he finds them flattering and silly. He likes the attention but he has never forgotten that they planned on exiling him right before he became their mascot. But maybe it did it a little for him when Viktor called him Councilor. Don't judge him.
Jayce makes a pleased sound when Viktor slicks them both up, it feels much smoother and Viktor's hands are so lovely. He lifts his head to meet Viktor halfway with the kiss, his hand wrapping around Viktor's cock alone so he can stroke it when his hips move. He nods his head in understanding, getting that they are both learning each other, and that means anything goes. Anything will be good.
He rests back despite missing Viktor's mouth already so he can let his eyes trail over Viktor's body, looking down to watch them slide against each other at the same time the pleasure waves through him. It's erotic and he licks his lips. Jayce didn't get to see his face last night, although everything else was perfect about their first time, and now his gaze is fixed on Viktor, watching him. ]
You look good like this. You could do anything to me and I'd thank you.
[ Viktor looks powerful and in control, and Jayce is still letting him drive, resisting every instinct to rut up against him. He takes Viktor's free hand and brings it to his mouth, sucking two of his fingers in. ]
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I'll have all day to do lots of things to you.
[A not-so-tacit admission that, yes, Viktor has been convinced to take the rest of the day off. He starts to move his hand steadily, pressing his hips forward in an attempt to take all of the air out from between them. Jayce's hand provides more friction, but Viktor can tell he's trying very hard not to move, otherwise. It occurs to him that he's awaiting further permission, which he can't say he dislikes.
And he does get the idea that Jayce likes to look at him--likes the way he looks, when he's straddling him and giving instruction, so he does his best to provide that, arching into him, gazing up with half-lidded eyes.]
You can move.
[He'll still be firm about the pace, again, not wanting things to be over too soon, but he can tell Jayce's pent-up energy threatens to spill over at any moment.]
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He releases Viktor's fingers because he has to moan when Viktor presses down more firmly and they're so much closer physically. He moves his hand at the same pace as Viktor, following his preference, and his other hand drops to his ass, like the night before pulling it toward him in a silent plea for more movement. ]
Thank you.
[ He breathes, proving that it was him waiting on Viktor's command. Viktor will find he can do this any time he wants, bend Jayce to his will with a single sentence. He is such a beautiful sight at the moment. Jayce gets right to rocking his hips up against the friction, thrusting up into Viktor's hand. His eyes are closer to fully gold when his pupils are blown like this from lust. Jayce seems completely fixated on watching their cocks move together, seeing the bend of Viktor's body when he arches. ]
Will you ride me later? I want to watch. You look so fucking good like this.
[ It's already so arousing to see this, but he imagines how incredible it would be to see himself go into Viktor like this. And to watch him powerful and in the middle of ecstasy, rising above Jayce as he takes his pleasure from him. This is great, he is shuddering as each thrust goes straight through him, but he knows it would be amazing. But also very quick if he's not careful. He is already working hard to keep himself together, Viktor setting the pace on purpose so they last longer. ]
Please, come closer, love, please. Kiss me.
[ Jayce's hand moves up Viktor's back into his hair and he encourages him down, wanting their bodies fully pressed against each as they move in time together. He wants Viktor's mouth and he hasn't been given permission to rise up closer to him, so it has to be Viktor's choice to lean down into him, and he begs so fervently. ]
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Yes-- [He doesn't even have to think about the answer to that. Viktor's got a mental checklist of everything he wants to try, and this is only the start of it.] --I want that.
[Like he even needs to be asked. This particular post-breakfast round is meant to be something of a breather, before they get back into more involved arrangements that require more preparation, but even this has him almost panting with exertion, especially as he picks up the pace, an indication that he's about to drive them both towards completion.
Jayce might be the one taking orders, but Viktor, in turn, can't deny him anything he asks for. He crushes his lips against Jayce's waiting mouth, wasting no time, outright gasping into him.]
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They crash into a kiss that's part contact and part ragged breathing and Jayce is on a roll now, rocking their hips together and his hand completely slick now between the lube and Viktor's own arousal. He strokes Viktor faster than the way they're chasing friction, his other arm simply wrapping around him entirely and holding him against his body. Every rock they do, every slide together, feels like a full body experience.
They don't need to be elegant or graceful, if anything this is a more direct and lust-driven need for friction. Jayce kisses him until there is no way to keep them together, so his head knocks back and he looks at his face. They're very close but he can focus on Viktor's eyes. ]
Look at me when you come. I need to see it.
[ Jayce didn't get the chance last night so he is not going to miss out on it here. In fact he decides to let go and crash there first, it only requires him to give permission to himself. He is so keyed up and it takes nothing at all for him, only the drive of their bodies together and seeing Viktor's eyes. Jayce cries out, tensing entirely before he relaxes all at once, his eyelashes fluttering as he forces them to stay open to catch every second of his love's face to spur him on. ]
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This time, he comes only a second after Jayce, slick hands still pumping as if trying to wring out everything they possibly can. Viktor's eyes slide half-lidded, then closed--his eyebrows furrow and his mouth goes a little slack, a groan in the back of his throat. He finds himself hoping that it looks good, if only because that's what Jayce wants.
Once he's satisfied that Jayce has seen everything he wants, Viktor collapses forward into his shoulder, their stomachs flush, his legs tight around Jayce's hips. After a moment, everything slows and starts to still, and Viktor pulls his hand out from between them, letting it join the other around Jayce's shoulder. He buries his face against Jayce's neck, and catches his breath.]
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His pulls his own hand from between them and uses that arm to hold him close. His other hand slides up into Viktor's hair and he strokes fingers through it again, enjoying the afterglow. Jayce catches his breath, eyes closed to bask in it, lowering his head down to kiss the top of Viktor's head. It all feels so good, right, true, as it should be. ]
Fair warning, I'm never going to get enough of this.
[ Jayce chuckles low and nuzzles Viktor's hair, his hand trailing up and down Viktor's spine. And all the points where the brace goes in, figuring Viktor almost never gets caressed in these places. So he's going to get him used to it. He has a hunger that won't be satiated by one day and two nights, but he will eventually try his best to keep it under control. Viktor knows now that any time he wants, he can simply order Jayce around, and he'll do it without hesitation. Whether that's to cool it or to get hotter, that's up to him. ]
I'm glad we waited. It's better, having our first time be here.
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He peels himself away, but his arms stay wrapped around Jayce's neck. The slightly upturned corners of his mouth betray him.But Jayce has already won--for today, at least. Once again, Viktor has no desire to leave this bed beyond a trip to the bathroom to get cleaned up (which he is very much going to want to do). He'll allow a victory, just for today, and for once his expression seems to be wholly relaxed. Satisfied. More than a little pleased by this turn of events.]
I wanted it to be real. You know what I mean.
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I do know what you mean. Although I was thinking ....
[ Jayce smiles playfully at him, eyes warm, his fingers touching the bolts on Viktor's back and the skin nearby it. He sits up abruptly, not at all caring that he's about to get them sticky again with pressing their chests together, but he wants to kiss Viktor. Long and lingering, satisfied but never done with his mouth. The trail off is finished after he breaks the kiss. ]
I wanted to kiss you that first night, floating in the lab. We could do that for real in the Horizon.
[ Not right now, he is happy to be in the real world with Viktor's real body, but it's a bit of mischief for another day. Jayce trails his mouth down to his neck and takes a few seconds to very deliberately suck on Viktor's pale skin until a real mark is left behind, since he said he could. This one is high enough that unless Viktor's collar is buttoned, it could show. Jayce is very pleased when he pulls back to look at it. ]
Mine.
[ He murmurs, nuzzling into Viktor's neck briefly, his arm possessively holding him close. ]
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Despite the fact that he knows Jayce will object, Viktor doesn't really like the feel of come drying on his skin and hands, so once the kiss seems to have run its course, he's ducking out of Jayce's embrace and sliding off his lap and off the bed. He can't hide the smile on his face as Jayce shares more of his fantasies, but he can grab his crutch from the spot where it leans against the wall and gingerly make his way out of the room.
At least, for now.]
It sounds like you need to make a list.
[Of all the things Jayce wants them to do to each other, and where, and how. They're scientists--surely they can approach this systematically. Viktor already doesn't want to be gone for long, carrying on the conversation from the bathroom. When he returns, he's cleaned himself up and has a damp cloth in his free hand. This time, he can be the one to take care of Jayce, and there's no question that he'll return to the mattress as soon as he's able, sliding up next to his partner and wiping him down, starting with his hands and moving across his stomach and chest.]
I'll make one too. We can compare and contrast. Prioritize accordingly. Decide on an optimal course of action.
[Possibly he's joking. Possibly he's already decided this is a very good idea and is going to pursue their intimate relationship in exactly this fashion.]
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[ Jayce whines when Viktor slides out of his lap, reaching out to touch him as he goes although it's all for show, he doesn't do anything to actually stop him. He just pouts and watches him leave. It's pathetic to miss him right away but he does, so he's pathetic, that's fine. He knows the whys so he impatiently watches the doorway for when Viktor returns. The no was for him moving, not for the idea, which is pretty hilarious.
But Jayce is still pouting when Viktor comes back, a show for sure considering how amused and warm his eyes are in contrast. He's just glad Viktor didn't dare pick those boxers back up because Jayce would keep throwing them farther away if he had to. He doesn't want a stitch of clothing on them any time soon.
He lets him wipe him off though, it's only fair. ]
I already have a list.
[ Jayce isn't happy until he gets to touch Viktor too, his hands automatically moving to cup his cheek and slide down the arm holding the cloth. He steals the cloth from him and puts it aside, taking Viktor's hand into his, threading their fingers together. He's clean enough.]
I'm pretty sure I've been the one openly sharing fantasies.
[ Jayce begged Viktor to be in him, he put his mouth on him, he said he wanted Viktor to ride him, wanted him in the gravity-less room. He has zero qualms or hesitations about sharing his desires now that they're being let loose. He pulls Viktor's hand toward his mouth and kisses his wrist, the inside of his arm. ]
Share something from your list.
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[But even he can't keep a straight face, so the chastisement is entirely unserious. For as much as Jayce complains about his absence, Viktor wastes no time climbing back into bed (though he's starting to notice that it is sort of small, for the two of them--maybe they should get to work on combining furniture sooner rather than later). Once everything is cleaned up to his satisfaction, he settles back in, this time lying down on his side, letting Jayce kiss his hand and arm, watching him with a soft smile.
Jayce has been entirely open about his fantasies, Viktor less so, mostly because he purposefully refused to indulge. Now, however, it seems appropriate to start thinking about all of the things he wants them to do, and how, and when. He has to fight the urge to keep it to himself, but it helps that Jayce is so eager. It makes him want to be a little more open, in turn.
Not before a little more teasing, though.]
It's a work in progress.
[Viktor pretends like he has to think about it, even though he knows now that he could do literally anything to Jayce, and be thanked for it.]
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He groans instead of whines this time, closing space between them on the bed so there's barely a few inches between them. Jayce is taking advantage of every moment he gets with them like this. He doesn't care if this is forever, that there is no reason for him to soak up every second like it'll go away. He still treasures each second. ]
V, come on, one thing.
[ Jayce does know part of it is likely that Viktor didn't let himself fantasize, but surely there is something that snuck through the cracks. Or that he's thought about since they first kissed in the Horizon. He leans in to kiss his cheek and then suck on his earlobe. ]
Anything.
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If you want an answer, you have to stop distracting me.
[An impossibility, he's sure. Viktor's free hand splays across Jayce's chest, a sort of halfhearted attempt to stop him, though of course he doesn't really mean it, not when he turns his head in an attempt to capture Jayce's mouth with his.]
I would, actually, like to pound you into the mattress. [Which he did in spirit, but not quite literally, not yet.] I want to get my mouth on you and shut you up, for once.
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[ About the stopping from distracting. Jayce laughs and lets him steal a kiss, as if he minds, enraptured with how Viktor's letting him do anything he wants. Indulging him. Although it seems he wants it just as much, less of an indulgence, and more of an agreement they should always be touching. Jayce wonders what it'll be like when they leave this bed, and he hopes it'll be both adorable and saucy from time to time.
The kiss lingers for multiple beautiful seconds and it's like he can't possibly get enough of him. Is this what being in love is truly like? He's always felt it for Viktor but it was unrequited until now. He understands what all the stories and songs meant now. ]
Yes, please.
[ What they did do was great, don't get him wrong. It was a new position for him and Jayce felt very tender about it. More lovemaking than sex, with Viktor playing his body like he'd known it for much longer. But he does want that pounding. He wants Viktor to pin him against the bed and make him scream. Sometime.
Jayce laughs again, nuzzling their noses. ]
What part of being with me so far makes you think that would get me to shut up?
[ If anything Jayce will be a louder mess! His hand strokes up and down Viktor's back again, along his bolts.]
Would you get on your stomach for me, love? I'd like to massage your back a little, you had a hard time recently. I'll be gentle.
[ Jayce asks permission first. He knows Viktor's body is unique and wants him to know he can trust him to respect his physical boundaries. Whereas Jayce never needs to be asked, he'll take whatever he can get. ]
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[Even if Jayce is probably right—nothing short of gagging him (though that sounds fun, too) is going to get him to shut up, but for Viktor it means more like reducing him to incoherence. A challenge for himself, as well, to see just how much he can undo the other man. He already knows how desperate and wanting Jayce is. Taking away his very ability to make words is an incredibly appealing thought.
He knows, too, that the anticipation, the teasing, is all part of the appeal. Jayce likes it. Viktor likes that Jayce likes it, and it’s thrilling to know they’ve only barely scratched the surface.
Asking to give him a back rub is a surprise, and it’s probably evident on Viktor’s face as he processes the request. It’s been a very long time since he’s been intimate with anyone in this way, and he can’t remember any former partners asking to do something like that. He’s surprised, again, but how natural all this feels, and after a moment of consideration nods, and scoots a little so that he can roll over on his stomach, grabbing a pillow for his head and folding his arms beneath it.]
You don’t have to be gentle. I imagine I need it.
[They both know he doesn’t exactly manage his own stress very well, shoulders in stubborn knots.]
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[ Jayce thinks gagging him is likely the best way to make that happen, although he'll probably still manage to make noise even while stifled. He's not against it in the slightest. It'll be necessary if they try to have sex in a place easy to hear, and Jayce has already been clear that he'll be ready to go in any situation. So covering his mouth will be the best bet. He knows that Viktor likes it. In this, he's not subtle. It's why Jayce hasn't tried to stop himself; he might have tried if Viktor displayed dislike of it in the start, but it would've been difficult. Instead he feels empowered to let it all out.
Jayce is still testing the boundaries. He knows what he wants, which is to be able to touch every part of Viktor's body, and it's not purely sexual. He loves him, he wants to make him happy. But he's a caretaker and while his healing helped Viktor's breathing and chest, it can't fix all of his stiffness or pains. So maybe he can approach it from another angle. Viktor already knows that Jayce enjoys taking care of him. He flashes a pleased smile when Viktor agrees, moving away from him so he can settle.
He's seen Viktor's back intimately on more than on occasion, considering he helped secure the back brace when he arrived. Jayce kisses the back of Viktor's head. ]
Stay right here, sweetheart, I want to do this right.
[ Maybe Jayce is testing out other pet names since Viktor hasn't pushed back about love. Jayce does disappear for a moment but he's very fast, knowing exactly what he's going for. This will now move into their joint bedroom, but Jaye has oils for when he's worked himself too hard in the forge. He does upkeep on his strained muscles and sometimes he's pulled one or two, so he brings that back with him. He's gone less than a minute, climbing back onto the bed.
As he crawls onto it he playfully kisses his way up Viktor's body, even on his thighs and ass because he can, and along his bolted spine. Jayce spreads the oil onto his hands and sets it aside, straddling Viktor's hips but putting none of his weight down onto his back or legs. He knows what he's doing.
Jayce has large hands and they easily cover most of Viktor's shoulders, kneading into his tense muscles. He is gentle at first to get a sense of it but since Viktor asks he applies a little more pressure, his hands steady and strong. ]
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[This is only the first real day of their relationship, after all, and even for someone with limited time, Viktor still doesn't want to rush things. There's so much about Jayce he wants to learn, beyond what he already knows, and he thinks he wants to savor it, as much as he can. Jayce asking to massage him is not surprising, but it is new and different, so of course he wants to enjoy the moment.
One pet name he could let slide—it’s hard to ignore another one, so he decides to comment on it, calling while Jayce is out of the room.]
Do you have a list of pet names, too? Trying them out one by one?
[He’s not sure how he feels about it yet. It’s very overly-affectionate, in a way that Viktor isn’t, but maybe it’s the principle of the thing. Someone thinking all of these things about them, and voicing them in turn.
Viktor doesn’t look to see what Jayce has come back with, figuring that if he offered, he must know what he’s doing. He shudders a little from the kisses in unexpected places, but soon enough Jayce is working at him with his hands, and he grunts at the pressure. It sounds like he’s uncomfortable, but the truth is that this is anything but.]
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That's exactly what I'm doing.
[ In response to him trying pet names out. Right on the money. Viktor doesn't sound like he hates it, but maybe is uncertain. It's not as if nicknames are new to them, Jayce has been calling him Vik and V as long as they've been friends, but that's friendship nicknames. Not relationship ones. Maybe he wants to try out these intimate names and see if any of them will fit in nicely with their new coupling. There's no harm in trying.
Jayce hesitates for a moment at the grunt because he can't tell if it's a good or a bad one, but Viktor would tell him to stop the moment he didn't like something. He knows that much. But he also might push himself more than Jayce typically would. For now, he decides to keep going, but at that same medium ground rather than going any rougher. He massages the back of Viktor's neck too, the shoulders and his biceps. He's been sleeping in a cart for over a week. None of it was comfortable. ]
Okay, so I admit, it's something my parents used to do. Call each other pet names and it seemed so sweet, and I thought when I was in love, maybe I'd find one I liked with my partner.
[ Jayce's parents did represent a good relationship to him, although purely from the point of view of a child, but his mother never got over his father. She never moved on, she focused all her attention on Jayce. And he's fairly sure he's going to be the same way. Not that he's going to ever say that to Viktor, who feels guilty enough for being with him despite dying. He is going to focus on the sweet aspect. ]
They used darling. I do think I like calling you love. I spent so long avoiding the word with you, it feels relaxing to use it so easily.
[ Jayce sounds calm and relaxed and it's because he is, he's doing great. He presses his fingers in to rub at the skin right next to the bolts, figuring that area doesn't get a lot of attention. ]
Do you hate it? Should I stop?
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[Whatever thought he was about to have dissolves into a muffled noise that he makes into the pillow. Jayce is kneading the tension right out of him, and he feels a little boneless as he works out the knots in his shoulders. When Jayce digs his thumbs into either side of his spine, Viktor lets out an involuntary moan of relief. It momentarily distracts him from the things he wanted to say, and gives Jayce the opportunity
Ah. So that's what this is about. He knows Jayce doesn't mean anything by it, but Viktor can't help but feel like there are some expectations, here, that come along with his various fantasies about their relationship. He worries his lip, adjusting his head on the pillow as he thinks about how he wants to phrase this.]
I don't dislike it. [It's just going to take him some getting used to.] But, we aren't your parents. You don't have to do something just because they did.
[Viktor would prefer the opposite, actually. He doesn't doubt that Jayce feels the way he says he does, but looking to a (presumably) happily married, long-term relationship as an example for theirs seems...inadvisable, in their unique situation. Perhaps he's just being pessimistic.]
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I know that, V. I'm not doing anything because it's something they did. Otherwise I would already have been married with a kid of my own and working permanently in the forge.
[ If Jayce wanted to be exactly like them, they did a lot of other things by their thirties that weren't Jayce's path. He isn't against marriage or kids theoretically, but he had different ambitions and priorities. He's not a very conventional man despite appearances; he wouldn't have been experimenting with forbidden magic instead of making friends if so.
Viktor isn't entirely wrong that there is a part of Jayce's fantasies for them that is ill-advised, putting all his eggs in one basket so to speak, but there's no real way to get around it. He knows the odds are against them, but he refuses to let that bring him down. Jayce may have become more realistic since his current experiences knocked him a few pegs down, but he still has hope. Especially now that he has Viktor in his arms.
He works meticulously on each part of Viktor's back until he can feel him relax, and takes a temporary break from it to press his hands into Viktor's hair but to massage his scalp as well, digging a thumb into the space right between the tip of his neck to the back of his skull where he's found some relief before himself. ]
I've always liked calling you by nicknames, because it feels special to us. It's why I don't call you V in front of other people, it's an us thing.
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[Selfish, maybe, but Jayce's trajectory led right to Viktor, and he'll never regret capitalizing on the opportunity to complete Hextech. Things might have been very different for both of them, if Jayce hadn't secured patronage from the Kirammans, and gone into the family business, instead.
It's gradual, and it's likely going to take more than one session, but Viktor relaxes under Jayce's practiced hands, the tension leaving his body as he works out the knots in his muscles. If he wasn't sure before, he certainly is now--he's not leaving this bed for a good long while. Viktor imagines that was part of the plan. He should have foreseen this! Now he's trapped.
When Jayce gets to the back of his neck and his scalp, he takes that as a sign that he's more-or-less worked through everything else. Viktor allows himself to enjoy it for a few long moments, then decides that they're finished, rolling over onto his back. This is very nice, being underneath Jayce like this, and the smile on his face is soft and sincere.]
I like it when you call me that. You can do it around other people, if you want.
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