[Viktor already knows there will be some boundary negotiation--and likely some exasperation, when it comes to reining Jayce in, but he'd known this from the start. He's not out to change Jayce, because his eagerness and sincerity and the fact that he wears his heart on his sleeve is part of who he is. It's part of what Viktor loves about him, even if he's not very good at saying that in as many words. If this means he'll have to be slightly distracted from work every so often, well. He thinks he might like that.
Jayce is discovering new things that he likes, too, it seems. Viktor hopes to continue the trend.]
Not bad, then. For a first try.
[Moving, at this point, seems almost impossible, so he takes in the moment instead. He and Jayce are practically nose to nose, and there's a warm hand brushing against his cheek. He smiles, genuinely, enjoying their closeness--even the prickle of sweat drying on his skin and messy sheets doesn't bother him, at least not for now. He simply looks, instead, taking in the perfect planes and angles of Jayce's face, the gold-ringed hazel of his eyes, and his chest suddenly aches with the thought that all of this is his. Despite everything, despite all of the outside forces trying to pull them apart and turn them against each other, they've come back to this anyway. It seems almost ridiculous, now, that he denied himself the man in front of him for so long.
Jayce wants to make him happy. Viktor isn't so optimistic that he envisions much of a future outside of this moment, but for now it will be enough. If he gets to spend the time he has left just like this, it will be enough.]
[ Just in a day, so much has changed, and it's not that sex has changed them, although it has, significantly, considering how they know one another inside and out now. But it's also the freedom he feels to touch Viktor. He used to be so careful but now he isn't hesitating, it's as natural as he suspected it would be if he ever got permission. He might be persuaded to try not to seduce Viktor constantly at work (occasionally will happen), because he'll get little moments all day that will satisfy him. He can put his arm around him, run fingers through his hair, and have no fear that he'll be going too far. ]
People might notice. It's not all easy to hide.
[ Jayce did try in the start to put it in hiding spots since they wear enough clothes and he knows where it wouldn't show. But then Viktor urged him on and he went really off his leash on that one. He somehow manages to sound both apologetic and pleased. He doesn't know what to make of this urge, outside of that he wants everyone to know they're together. This is also true in general. He would probably scream it out the window if he didn't know that was ridiculous.
They've moved quicker to clean themselves before but Jayce doesn't mind staying sticky and messy longer, in fact he loves that Viktor is letting them both languish in it. Viktor is smiling at him and Jayce looks at his face with the same kind of admiration. His eyes, his cheekbones, the lips curved at him. Viktor looks happy. He really does. ]
Then I'll just have to keep it up. I finally have you. I've never been happier.
[ Maybe a streak of guilt will strike him at times, that he has something so beautiful when he has done some ugly things, but not right now. Jayce kisses him long and lingering, he is never going to get sick of these lips, that will be the hardest part of trying to be good. He puts his arm around Viktor and kisses his cheek, nuzzling down into the curve of his neck. He holds him in a warm hug, so thankful. Treasuring this moment. ]
Okay I'll get us something to clean up, and you can tell me what boundaries we have at work. I can't promise not to kiss you at all, but I can be reasoned with.
Jayce, have I ever cared about what other people think?
[He'd wear the red marks on his neck into a Council meeting, at this point. Of course, it's very easy to say when he's so far removed from it (perhaps he would not be so bold, if it was a real possibility), but Viktor is riding high on the way Jayce has pledged himself to him, and it's not difficult to envision a scenario where he flaunts that in front of a room of Piltover's elite. Let them know just who their golden boy belongs to.
Here, it matters even less, so he has no real issues with the fact that his tie and collar won't cover everything. It isn't as if his and Jayce's closeness is a secret, and he imagines most of their friends won't be surprised to hear of the logical progression of their relationship.
He still feels a little guilty. A little selfish. He doesn't think that will go away, especially if his health takes a further turn for the worse, but Jayce has made it clear that they're going to weather this together, no matter how it ends. Jayce kisses him and then makes himself comfortable in the crook of his neck and Viktor wraps arms around him, content to let the moment linger until Jayce starts to move again.]
I'm going to need a little more than a wet rag this time. [He'll get out of bed too, fully intending to head back to the bath and rinse. It surprises him, that Jayce wants to talk boundaries now, but perhaps it's better if they get it over with.] I don't have anything specific in mind. I just don't want to be disturbed while I'm working on something important.
[So, nothing too out of the ordinary, or different than what they're both used to. They both know, however, that Viktor is starting to cave on a few things, so Jayce might naturally have some success with casual affection in the lab.
[ If the hickeys don't do it, Jayce's mouth absolutely will. It is the natural reaction to being told Viktor doesn't care. Great! Then it's not a secret. And Jayce can not even attempt to be subtle while flashing his lovesick looks at his partner. Everyone wins. He would have felt similarly even back home. Maybe he would have been a little nervous to be so shameless, but he would've done it anyway. He's already said he wouldn't be afraid of people knowing their golden boy belonged to a Zaunite. Fuck them, frankly. But they don't have to worry about it here.
He has faith that the connection they share will remain no matter what happens in the future. He understands it won't always be this good, but he has never been in this relationship with the idea that it would be perfect. He's in it to the end, whether that's five months from now, or decades from now. Especially when they're embracing like this, close and content and happy. ]
I don't think we can share a bath but no time like the present to see how that goes.
[ Jayce smiles, he has to wash off too, but they might have to take turns. Or use the shower. Either way, he is not quite ready to unglue himself from Viktor. He'll have to tomorrow, and that is fine. They'll figure out how all this works once they go outside. He snags Viktor's hand and kisses the fingertips. ]
I promise that at least eighty percent of the time I will be good about that.
[That gets him to roll his eyes, but it's wholly affectionate.]
Fine. You have my permission.
[He wonders momentarily, what it might mean for their research and their business, if it become common knowledge that they're romantically involved, but it takes only a moment for Viktor to decide he doesn't care about that, either. Let them think whatever they want. All that matters is this bed, and Jayce in it.
It's hard to move, but he does, telling himself this is just a temporary intermission. They're definitely not both going to fit in the bathtub, but it might be funny to try. Viktor ushers them both out of bed, foregoing his crutch to lean on Jayce, instead. He's about to make a joke about how, as a mathematician, he should never be offered percentages--because he'll hold Jayce to them, of course--but he decides that for now, he's finished teasing.
Viktor stops them both in the doorway, turns Jayce to face him, and then bends him closer, craning upward just slightly so that they can meet in the middle.]
I do love you, Jayce. [Before he can answer (perhaps, on purpose), Viktor closes the last inch to kiss him slowly. Sincerely, hoping to drive the point home.] Very much. I hope you know that.
[ Jayce is happy to be leaned on and he likes that both of them seem to want to touch each other as much as possible. He slides an arm around Viktor's waist to make it easier for him to lean, but pauses when he does at the doorway, smiling down at him. He bends down exactly as Viktor wants, expecting a kiss, he doesn't expect that.
He'd been telling himself that he didn't care if Viktor never said it. He knows how he feels, he's showing Jayce constantly. Jayce feels loved, so he doesn't need the words, it's fine. Except when he gets the words, it's like the air has been sucked out of the room. Or the rest of the world doesn't exist because Viktor loves him.
His eyes go a little misty and he can't help it, his smile so soft, and he holds Viktor's close to him for a moment. Jayce kisses him again, just as sincerely. ]
Well if you love me. [ He kisses Viktor's nose. ] You'll have to forgive me for this.
[ Jayce leans down and sweeps an arm under Viktor's knees, careful so as not to hurt him, hoisting him up into Jayce's arms. He doesn't weigh that much so it seems extremely easy for Jayce to do this, and he grins at him, ear-to-ear. He carries him toward the bath and their ridiculous attempt to see how they can share. ]
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Jayce is discovering new things that he likes, too, it seems. Viktor hopes to continue the trend.]
Not bad, then. For a first try.
[Moving, at this point, seems almost impossible, so he takes in the moment instead. He and Jayce are practically nose to nose, and there's a warm hand brushing against his cheek. He smiles, genuinely, enjoying their closeness--even the prickle of sweat drying on his skin and messy sheets doesn't bother him, at least not for now. He simply looks, instead, taking in the perfect planes and angles of Jayce's face, the gold-ringed hazel of his eyes, and his chest suddenly aches with the thought that all of this is his. Despite everything, despite all of the outside forces trying to pull them apart and turn them against each other, they've come back to this anyway. It seems almost ridiculous, now, that he denied himself the man in front of him for so long.
Jayce wants to make him happy. Viktor isn't so optimistic that he envisions much of a future outside of this moment, but for now it will be enough. If he gets to spend the time he has left just like this, it will be enough.]
You've already done that.
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People might notice. It's not all easy to hide.
[ Jayce did try in the start to put it in hiding spots since they wear enough clothes and he knows where it wouldn't show. But then Viktor urged him on and he went really off his leash on that one. He somehow manages to sound both apologetic and pleased. He doesn't know what to make of this urge, outside of that he wants everyone to know they're together. This is also true in general. He would probably scream it out the window if he didn't know that was ridiculous.
They've moved quicker to clean themselves before but Jayce doesn't mind staying sticky and messy longer, in fact he loves that Viktor is letting them both languish in it. Viktor is smiling at him and Jayce looks at his face with the same kind of admiration. His eyes, his cheekbones, the lips curved at him. Viktor looks happy. He really does. ]
Then I'll just have to keep it up. I finally have you. I've never been happier.
[ Maybe a streak of guilt will strike him at times, that he has something so beautiful when he has done some ugly things, but not right now. Jayce kisses him long and lingering, he is never going to get sick of these lips, that will be the hardest part of trying to be good. He puts his arm around Viktor and kisses his cheek, nuzzling down into the curve of his neck. He holds him in a warm hug, so thankful. Treasuring this moment. ]
Okay I'll get us something to clean up, and you can tell me what boundaries we have at work. I can't promise not to kiss you at all, but I can be reasoned with.
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[He'd wear the red marks on his neck into a Council meeting, at this point. Of course, it's very easy to say when he's so far removed from it (perhaps he would not be so bold, if it was a real possibility), but Viktor is riding high on the way Jayce has pledged himself to him, and it's not difficult to envision a scenario where he flaunts that in front of a room of Piltover's elite. Let them know just who their golden boy belongs to.
Here, it matters even less, so he has no real issues with the fact that his tie and collar won't cover everything. It isn't as if his and Jayce's closeness is a secret, and he imagines most of their friends won't be surprised to hear of the logical progression of their relationship.
He still feels a little guilty. A little selfish. He doesn't think that will go away, especially if his health takes a further turn for the worse, but Jayce has made it clear that they're going to weather this together, no matter how it ends. Jayce kisses him and then makes himself comfortable in the crook of his neck and Viktor wraps arms around him, content to let the moment linger until Jayce starts to move again.]
I'm going to need a little more than a wet rag this time. [He'll get out of bed too, fully intending to head back to the bath and rinse. It surprises him, that Jayce wants to talk boundaries now, but perhaps it's better if they get it over with.] I don't have anything specific in mind. I just don't want to be disturbed while I'm working on something important.
[So, nothing too out of the ordinary, or different than what they're both used to. They both know, however, that Viktor is starting to cave on a few things, so Jayce might naturally have some success with casual affection in the lab.
He's absolutely not going to say as much.]
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[ If the hickeys don't do it, Jayce's mouth absolutely will. It is the natural reaction to being told Viktor doesn't care. Great! Then it's not a secret. And Jayce can not even attempt to be subtle while flashing his lovesick looks at his partner. Everyone wins. He would have felt similarly even back home. Maybe he would have been a little nervous to be so shameless, but he would've done it anyway. He's already said he wouldn't be afraid of people knowing their golden boy belonged to a Zaunite. Fuck them, frankly. But they don't have to worry about it here.
He has faith that the connection they share will remain no matter what happens in the future. He understands it won't always be this good, but he has never been in this relationship with the idea that it would be perfect. He's in it to the end, whether that's five months from now, or decades from now. Especially when they're embracing like this, close and content and happy. ]
I don't think we can share a bath but no time like the present to see how that goes.
[ Jayce smiles, he has to wash off too, but they might have to take turns. Or use the shower. Either way, he is not quite ready to unglue himself from Viktor. He'll have to tomorrow, and that is fine. They'll figure out how all this works once they go outside. He snags Viktor's hand and kisses the fingertips. ]
I promise that at least eighty percent of the time I will be good about that.
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Fine. You have my permission.
[He wonders momentarily, what it might mean for their research and their business, if it become common knowledge that they're romantically involved, but it takes only a moment for Viktor to decide he doesn't care about that, either. Let them think whatever they want. All that matters is this bed, and Jayce in it.
It's hard to move, but he does, telling himself this is just a temporary intermission. They're definitely not both going to fit in the bathtub, but it might be funny to try. Viktor ushers them both out of bed, foregoing his crutch to lean on Jayce, instead. He's about to make a joke about how, as a mathematician, he should never be offered percentages--because he'll hold Jayce to them, of course--but he decides that for now, he's finished teasing.
Viktor stops them both in the doorway, turns Jayce to face him, and then bends him closer, craning upward just slightly so that they can meet in the middle.]
I do love you, Jayce. [Before he can answer (perhaps, on purpose), Viktor closes the last inch to kiss him slowly. Sincerely, hoping to drive the point home.] Very much. I hope you know that.
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He'd been telling himself that he didn't care if Viktor never said it. He knows how he feels, he's showing Jayce constantly. Jayce feels loved, so he doesn't need the words, it's fine. Except when he gets the words, it's like the air has been sucked out of the room. Or the rest of the world doesn't exist because Viktor loves him.
His eyes go a little misty and he can't help it, his smile so soft, and he holds Viktor's close to him for a moment. Jayce kisses him again, just as sincerely. ]
Well if you love me. [ He kisses Viktor's nose. ] You'll have to forgive me for this.
[ Jayce leans down and sweeps an arm under Viktor's knees, careful so as not to hurt him, hoisting him up into Jayce's arms. He doesn't weigh that much so it seems extremely easy for Jayce to do this, and he grins at him, ear-to-ear. He carries him toward the bath and their ridiculous attempt to see how they can share. ]