Yes, Viktor started it. Yes, he knew exactly what he was doing--and maybe this is for him, too, to get his mind off the meeting he had with Strange and focus his efforts on something entirely more pleasurable. Now they're more comfortable, with fewer clothes in the way, and Viktor is pressed up against Jayce's warm body. They both know where this is going to go. Loath as he is to continue stroking Jayce's ego, there's still a part of him that wants to make sure Jayce knows he's appreciated.
He lets himself be pulled down, settling into their current arrangement and kissing Jayce slowly. They could just stay like this, he thinks, but Jayce is so warm underneath him and so responsive to his touch. He wants to see what he can accomplish with just his hands alone. The fact that Jayce is so attractive is just a bonus.
"I'm enjoying it. Trust me." That much is evident by the way he slides his hand across Jayce appreciatively, squeezing at his chest again, just for punctuation. "Are you so surprised, that I'd want to touch you like this?"
As Viktor has pointed out, Jayce's face was on blimps. It was on mugs. It was on a lot more things too, once they started branding him. There were plenty of people who commented on his looks and gave him appreciative glances. Flirtations. And Jayce ate it all up because he craved the attention and because he knows how close he came to losing it all. He wanted to be known for his mind most of all, but he let them make the merchandise and he basked in the cheers. He's gotten past that need on a personal level. He doesn't want that from the world anymore. But he does want it from Viktor.
He wraps an arm around Viktor and he loves when Viktor is on top of him, when he can see the hunger in those beautiful gold eyes. Jayce probably would be content with the kissing and closeness, but there is so much heat in his body now, it would be a waste. Viktor is going to lean into this, he can tell, and that gets him excited. The move of his hands over his warm skin gets more blatant.
Jayce's chest is broad, every muscle in his torso defined, his arms are giant, and he basks under Viktor's affection as he touches and squeezes him. "Not surprised, exactly, just hopeful. I've had so many eyes on me over the years, but it's you I want to be an object of desire for." It's hard to describe because he doesn't think it's solely about his ego. Viktor knows that underneath his arrogance is a lot of insecurity. "I crave your attention, V. I want you to look at me and know I'm yours."
Viktor knows that Jayce considers his attractiveness to the general public and his attractiveness to Viktor to be two different things, and he's still learning how to navigate that discrepancy. Where Viktor thinks this should be obvious, Jayce needs personal reassurance from him, specifically. The touching is good--the outright worshipping of his body even better, though by now he's acutely aware of how far a little verbal affirmation goes.
He scoots down just a little, all the better to press his mouth against the line of Jayce's jaw, speaking against him as his hand travels lower with purpose, thumb rubbing at the hem of his pants, but not dipping into them.
"I know that you're mine, Jayce." He's made that much abundantly clear, and yet despite this, he still needs Viktor to return the sentiment. Needs reminders. Viktor wonders if he can't play into that, especially when Jayce so openly needs to be touched. "Were you jealous, back then? Knowing that I was with other people?"
Viktor doesn't really bring up his past relationships--mostly because he considered them diversions more than anything serious, partly because by now everything before his illness, before Hextech (before Jayce) feels like a life lived by someone else. Still, he wants to emphasize that despite his preoccupation with his work and general lack of interest in anything but, he still has desires. Preferences. Finds certain things attractive, in other men.
He scrapes his teeth against Jayce's neck, the hand that seemed like it was about to dip under his trousers sliding back up the flat plane of his stomach. "Did you think about it?"
Occasionally Jayce gets embarrassed about how much reassurance he needs, but Viktor seems to make it easy, since a few words from him can soothe any concerns he has. And sometimes when they're in bed, it is even easier. Jayce gets a lot of confidence from their bedroom and still glows the morning after, several weeks into their relationship, because it isn't just about the sex for him. It is being loved and wanted and chosen by Viktor that makes him face every day feeling stronger.
Some of this is about reassurance, and some of it is honestly just turning him on. Jayce is getting hard from only kissing and words, that is how much it does it for him. He could be embarrassed or he could enjoy it. He swallows when Viktor's finger teases at the hem of his pants and slides his hand against Viktor's soft hair, feeling very locked into every movement of his hands.
The reference to Viktor being with other people startles him as that is not what he expected and he never thought they were going to talk about this. It's not a bad thing, but he runs his tongue over his dry lips. Viktor is asking because he likely knows the answer, so Jayce doesn't have to feel guilty about it.
"I didn't like sharing you, even before I knew why." Jayce blushes, shivering at the touch of his teeth. He almost started to get nervous before that and the reassuring brush of Viktor's fingers against his stomach, so he knows he is safe. "I wanted your attention on me." So nothing has changed on that front in seven years.
"Did you ever think about me? I was your type, but you never ...."
Maybe this is part of it too. Jayce was wanted by so many people and he liked that, he gave into it a lot in those first few years, basking in it, feeling so special at the time. Yet Viktor was the one he could never catch the eye of, and when that frustration turned into heartache, it stayed the same truth: Viktor didn't want him. He could come up with these fantasies of how it could be with them and he could stand by being his best friend and loving him silently, respectful, grateful for being near him, but it would always be unrequited.
While Jayce starts to work through what seem to be some long-repressed thoughts, Viktor doesn't waste any time. He offers an affirmative noise, but whether it indicates his understanding of Jayce's reluctance to share or agreement that Jayce is, in fact, his type, is slightly unclear. He's not about to answer right away, either, letting Jayce talk while he goes back to kissing his neck.
"You know why I didn't." Their work was too important, though the knowledge that Jayce might have ached for him all these years makes him feel guilty. For his part, it was difficult to watch Jayce pulled away from their work, but he'd always written it off as a necessity. People would naturally gravitate towards the handsome, personable face of Hextech, and in many ways, that's what Viktor wanted. It was better for both of them, to let Jayce handle meetings with sponsors and investors, especially after the Hexgates.
The fact that others wanted Jayce romantically, too, was just an extension of that. Viktor had his suspicions, of course, something they've already discussed, but perhaps he'd resigned himself to the fact that Jayce would always be pulled in a multitude of directions. Need to be so many different things for so many different people. Now, however, Jayce is fully his, and he wishes he could articulate how much that means to him.
"You hid it well." As in, Viktor was never aware of that resentment. His hand skims back down across Jayce's stomach, returning to its spot just at the hem of his trousers, fingers working open the buttons as a reward for his candid answer. He drags his mouth along Jayce's collarbone, and finally dips his hand into Jayce's pants, palm running along the hard outline of his cock inside his underwear. "Nothing was ever serious. Our work was always my priority. So were you."
"I know all the logic, love, I do. I could have said something too." This is not a blame situation of why they couldn't be together beforehand. They both know, and Jayce now understands how Viktor's illness factored in, which he wasn't aware of before. If he had all the pieces then, he would have gotten it, and more than that, he probably would have done the same thing. Loved him but prioritized their work, Viktor's life's work.
He regrets not having had it sooner, but at the same time, it feels like only now does it really all work. As much as he likes to think they would have been happy together, there is no guarantee, there were a lot of pieces moving in their lives. One more complication could have broken them instead, and that would have been disaster for their work. So the aching, the suffering, in the end, he chalks it up to doing the right thing despite personal disappointments. But at least he has Viktor.
He promised to live in the moment with Viktor and that is what he wants. Jayce smiles faintly at him and starts to reply but his breath catches instead, Viktor's hand causing all of the blood to instantly drop down. That almost casual caress has him fully hard and he drops his free hand into the blanket, twisting. "I wanted you to be happy," he murmurs. If Viktor's happiness was because of another man, he would learn to live with it. He hid it and lived with it. Now Jayce knows that he is the cause of Viktor's happiness and it means more than he can say.
"I know you love me and love my mind and my intensity, you've proven that." And he is still willing to do more for Jayce, to show him that, to give him everything he longs for. Jayce sees that, it doesn't require someone to be as emotive as he is, Viktor's actions are there like now. His lips though curve up after that and there's heat in his eyes as he curls his hand along Viktor's jaw and encourages his head up to look at him. "But maybe I like the idea that you really just want to fuck me."
He supposes he can't begrudge Jayce any of this. Feelings aren't exactly rational, much of the time. If he was jealous, then he was jealous. Here, however, Viktor is more than aware that they're only together because of their distance from everything back home. He's not sure this would be a reality, if they were continuing along their original timeline. All the more reason to cherish this while he can, though he's under no illusions that the very specific circumstances of this place are what allows them to openly love each other. Perhaps that should be enough.
"Our work makes me happy." It always has. He doesn't want Jayce to doubt that, ever. "You make me happy."
In spite of everything. In spite of the fact that he still feels selfish, for allowing himself this. But Jayce is so warm beneath him and so responsive that it's easy to forget everything outside the scope of the bed. It's tempting to continue to tease, palming Jayce outside the fabric of his underwear, but Viktor can't deny that he's right, so he slides his fingers under the waistband, maneuvering Jayce's erection out of his trousers.
"All of those things can be true at once." As in, Viktor wanting to fuck Jayce is not mutually exclusive to anything else. For now, he strokes his cock slowly, working him up, his lips slightly parted on Jayce's neck, wet and warm against him.
Jayce thinks the same thing. There were too many complications back home and he had a lot of stuff to answer for. Viktor was dying with no hope as far as he knows, if he destroyed the Hexcore, so there's only tragedy in his mind coming. They ran out of time to be together. They were given that time back here and if their plans work out, they'll be given time they couldn't have otherwise. He is truly grateful and despite occasional sadness they missed out on years together, he is thankful they're together now.
"You make me so happy, V." It's not a surprise, Jayce glows with his happiness in this relationship, but he still likes to communicate it. The only thing that could compare with being with him was them discovering Hextech or the Hexgates opening, and so much of that joy is already connected with Viktor. Any time he has ever felt this good, it was with Viktor. He is the source of the best moments of his life.
Jayce lifts his hips into Viktor's grip and groans, overheated immediately. He assumes Viktor wants him partly dressed on purpose and he is letting him run this so he doesn't try to take his pants fully off. He is always so responsive, tilting his head so Viktor can enjoy all of his neck. "Did you think about it back then? Were you ever jealous?" It's hard to ask because he suspects probably not, but jealousy isn't always about sex. Jealousy can be about wanting Jayce's full attention too.
He glances to the side and puts out a long arm to try and reach the bedside table, he manages to open it although pauses for a moment when a very good stroke gets him breathless. Jayce told Viktor that first day he would always have something with them and he proved that. He pulls a bottle out and shakily drops it by his hip. "Please." While Jayce is very into this, it's dry and there's no reason to be when he's prepared.
Jayce is as overly-responsive as always, and the smugness Viktor feels every time he's so unabashedly vocal hasn't quite worn off yet, even though it's no longer a novelty. He keeps a firm grip, circling the pad of his thumb around the head to distribute the precome, though he knows that provides little relief. Jayce starts fumbling at the bedside drawer and Viktor almost rolls his eyes, though of course he's completely unsurprised that Jayce has taken the opportunity to make sure the inn room is also equipped for extracurricular activities.
"Just be patient. I'll make you more comfortable."
He sits up, immediately missing the skin to skin contact but reminding himself that it's always worth it, to take some time and do what Jayce asks. Viktor slides Jayce's pants and underwear down his thighs, slightly, one side at a time over the curve of his ass, just to give him a little more to work with. Once Jayce is more fully exposed, Viktor leans back in and gestures to the bottle. Jayce can slick himself up, if he's so prepared. "Go ahead."
Because, of course, he never wants to make it too easy. He'll keep stroking whether Jayce applies lubricant or not, in the meantime kissing whatever bare skin is available, dragging his tongue down Jayce's collar until he's flicking it over a nipple, waiting for it to stiffen before he tries a gentle, experimental bite--just enough to sting.
"No," he says. Not jealous. "I hated how they'd pull you away from our work. I know some if it was necessary, but--"
None of it matters now. There are no more distractions.
Jayce arches up into at that slow caress across the head and feels dizzy from it. He laughs because the very concept of him being patient is hilarious.
"I know we haven't been having sex that long, but trust me when I say I am never going to be patient."
He's proven exactly that every time they have sex. The only time he is patient is when he is taking his time seducing Viktor or giving him pleasure, then he can slow it all down because he knows that's what Viktor prefers and he wants to make him happy. He can be infinitely patient when it comes to Viktor's desire, but when it's him, he burns too hotly for it. He always gives in and lets Viktor do whatever he wants, but he wants it so desperately every time. They'll be a year from now and he will still be begging for it like the first time.
Jayce lifts up so Viktor can move his clothes wherever he likes and he is relieved at Viktor's permission, Viktor is truly always in charge of their encounters, wetting himself up to a comfortable place but not overdoing it. His grip on himself is fast, he wants Viktor's hands far more than his, and he sighs when he gets his wish.
"You couldn't just lie and say you were a little jealous?" His tone is dry because Jayce knows Viktor doesn't lie, especially not to soothe over Jayce's ego, but he likes when they banter in the bedroom. "Could y---fuck." Any thoughts completely drop away when Viktor actually bites his nipple and Jayce arches his back right into it, pushing that large chest toward his mouth. It feels like lightning hit every nerve in his body at once.
His hand dives into Viktor's hair again but this time he can't help from tightening thick fingers into the strands, simply because he is holding on. Jayce's head drops back and he sucks in a breath. "Nothing could ever pull me away from you again, V, I'm only yours."
It hasn't been that long, has it? Only a few months, but to Viktor it all feels so natural that they might as well have been doing it the whole time. He thinks, again, of how lucky he is that Jayce has bought him this time, and how the shine hasn't worn off their intimacy, not yet. Every time is new and exciting and fulfilling, and he knows that it will be impossible for him to recapture this feeling with anyone else. It's just Jayce. It's always been Jayce, even when they had completely separate love lives.
"You know that I don't want to lie to you." He smirks a little, feeling cold lubricant drizzle over his hands. The effect is immediate--Jayce is arching into him and his strokes become smoother, less chafing. He works himself into a rhythm, bending closer when he feels those large fingers in his hair. "But I have no doubts about your priorities. Not anymore."
Sure, it isn't exactly dirty talk, but the sentiment is similar. At Jayce's prompting, he wastes no time kissing and licking at his chest while his hand works steadily, slowly but surely picking up the pace as Jayce comes undone beneath him.
"You're so beautiful like this," he breathes, breath warm against Jayce's skin. That much from Viktor is sincere, no echo of banter in his voice. "I won't ever let anything--" --or anyone, but he feels that's implied-- "--take you from me."
In days it hasn't been long, technically, but they've been emotionally together so long, but the physical has been such an intense addition. Jayce is never tired of it, never content, he wants and wants and wants. They can joke in bed and then seconds later be hot and heavy, and he is out of his mind with how good it all is together. Idyllic. No one is capable of comparing, it's the difference between a partly cloudy morning and a bright sunny day.
It's their kind of dirty talk. Jayce appreciates verbal confirmation and he's glad that Viktor believes him, that he knows Jayce has re-prioritized correctly. He moans as Viktor's mouth leaves kisses like brands on his hot skin and he whimpers when he picks up the pace, almost squirming underneath him as pleasure starts hitting him harder. When Viktor compliments him again he looks down at him, dazed.
It's one thing for Jayce to say he's Viktor's, another thing to be claimed directly that way. He licks his lips and drives his hips up toward him. "What would you do if someone tried?" He might not have managed to get jealousy out of Viktor, but he sure as hell is enjoying this possessive edge. "Would you -- fuck, faster -- stake a claim?" Jayce is playing right into that fantasy because he wants it, all of this has been about Viktor desiring him and possessing him. He is so close to the edge, his breath coming in short gasps.
Jayce isn't going anywhere, so Viktor crawls up him those last few inches to press his mouth against his neck, the underside of his jaw. All the while, his hand continues to work, picking up the pace in time with Jayce's increasingly shallow breaths. Being a little higher up affords him a better vantage point, too, and he watches his own hand intently, eyes half-lidded, waiting for Jayce to reach the edge.
"I wouldn't even let them try." That's all posturing--they both know that, if this situation was a reality, Viktor would more than likely handle it like an adult. He's not the type to get jealous, and he's so confident in Jayce's devotion to him that they'd never end up in a situation like this at all, but he knows that's not what this is about. It's just a fantasy, one he's more than willing to indulge in the privacy of a bedroom. "I'd never even let them think it."
It is absolutely a fantasy, the idea of Viktor being jealous and possessive when there will never be a reason to be. But Jayce likes it for that reason, since he is the jealous one, and it does something for him. He lets that wash over him, that Viktor would assert power over him and others to keep him, the idea of it not the reality, and it works well. "Because I'm yours," he murmurs, "yours."
The increasing movement of his hand and the image of it mashed up with the reality of Viktor's lips on him, his desire for Jayce, is all that is needed at that point. The pleasure washes over him as he doesn't even rock up into Viktor's hand, he lets it take him there, increasingly moaning louder.
Jayce's eyes roll up and his hand goes almost too tight curling into Viktor's hair as he spasms and comes, only jerking up now as he gets all of it out of him. He is left heaving, sweating, and raggedly breathing, letting go of his hair as he relaxes. "V, kiss me."
"That's right," he says, playing into it. There's a thought in the back of his mind, that he doesn't want Jayce to be hung up on him forever, should the worst happen--he deserves to move on with his life, and love other people, and make the most of the years that he has. He thinks, that if it comes down to it, he'd make that clear.
For now, however, he indulges in what Jayce wants, simply because it's driving him to incoherence. Viktor watches intently as the last few strokes send Jayce over the edge, angling his shaft so that his orgasm hits his stomach and chest. He knows, by now, that Jayce doesn't really care about a mess, so he leaves it for now and indulges the request to kiss, instead.
He won't take his hand off Jayce's cock until he's asked to. Viktor leans in, to kiss him slowly, pressing his tongue past Jayce's parted lips, still stroking him lazily to make sure he's wrung every last drop out of him.
Jayce doesn't care about a mess at all, in fact, sometimes he really likes making a mess. He doesn't really linger too long on the whys, just knowing he doesn't mind and likes when he has a few moments to stew in it. Too lost to pleasure to worry about cleaning up yet. He whimpers into the kiss because it's just a little on the side of too much, but he lets it go for one or two strokes before he pulls back.
"Stop, stop." Jayce is usually oversensitive faster than Viktor and doesn't chase it quite as much as his partner, but he still likes it. He drops his head back onto the pillow for a moment to get his unsteady breathing under control, glowing in the aftermath. After just a few seconds to get his brain working again, he reaches for Viktor.
"I'm just going to pitch something, but, um...." It's ridiculous to be embarrassed considering Viktor just jerked him off, but Jayce is not always able to formulate the right words to explain what he wants. "Would you come on my chest or face? Please?"
Viktor keeps going until Jayce tells him to stop, then he releases his hand, letting it hover for a moment before choosing a (clean) spot for it to come to rest. He pulls back from the kiss and watches Jayce's face, expecting a request to follow but perhaps not anticipating it in this particular way. Like almost everything else about Jayce, Viktor finds this hopelessly endearing. The sheer sheepishness with which he makes the request--calling it a pitch, even--almost gets a laugh out of him.
"Well, since you asked so politely..."
He can't quite hide the way the corners of his lips quirk upward. It aches, almost, to peel himself away from Jayce's warm body, but he tells himself this is a necessity. Viktor sits up to strip his pants off, then, with some effort, swings his good leg over Jayce's middle in order to straddle him. One hand splays across the broad chest beneath him, the other slides down to take himself in hand. All the while, he watches Jayce intently.
Jayce hasn't had the most adventurous sex life. Not for lack of interest, exactly, but he hasn't had really consistent lovers and as they both know, eventually he got focused on work too and stopped bothering. He's had fine experiences, such as with Mel, and he enjoyed them, but he didn't really take a long-term consistent lover. Someone he could ask these sorts of things from, but even with Viktor, he gets shy. He doesn't know if the things he likes are normal, per se. Viktor doesn't mind that he covers him in marks, which was the first time he ever did that, so he's getting more comfortable.
Jayce watches him undress eagerly and finds that this is exactly what he wanted when Viktor leans over him like that, a hand on his chest, his other on himself. There's color in his cheeks but also his eyes are almost as gold as Viktor's when he's turned on, running his tongue along his lips. The intense eye contact is very much wanted and he reaches out to run his large hand across Viktor's chest.
"What do I look like to you right now?" A mess? Yes. He wonders if Viktor likes that, if he enjoys seeing him completely undone this way. Jayce caresses a nipple and pinches it, wishing he could suck it, he knows how Viktor likes that. But then he wouldn't be able to look at him like this, naked and fully in command. Jayce just came and there's still heat in his gaze.
Viktor has never really doubted Jayce's experience (well, maybe a little, when it comes to actually being with men), but it does have him wondering what he must have been like with other people, if he's so shy about asking for something that Viktor considers fairly basic. Again, he entertains the thought that sometime he should let Jayce boss him around, if only to see what he'll do. For now, however, he'll indulge this arrangement, smirking a little as he looks down at Jayce, flushed and disheveled. He still has his pants halfway down his thighs.
"You look like you enjoyed that," he says, corners of his mouth quirking upwards. Really, it's indescribable. Jayce looks far from sated, but there's a softness--a satisfaction to his expression that he loves to see. Viktor pauses for just a moment to slick himself up, but soon enough he's falling into a rhythm, stroking himself steadily and bracing himself against Jayce's chest.
When he reaches out for Viktor's bare skin, he gets his hand smacked away for the effort. "I didn't say you could touch."
Jayce has been much shyer with others than with Viktor, the fact that they trust and know one another so well plays a large part in how easy he feels about all of this. It's complicated; Jayce has never been good at asking for what he wants. He is a people pleaser in all areas of his life, more inclined to do whatever the other person wants, eager and excitable if it makes them happy. Identifying the things he likes in bed has not been high on the list, much lower than his partner's interests. Eventually, he might push out of it, given the right encouragement.
"I enjoy everything we do in bed. You're the hottest thing I've ever touched." And that's coming from someone who works in a forge. Jayce may never be entirely sated, he's addicted to Viktor's touch and gaze and mouth. He looks over his body, to where his hand is steadily moving, biting his lip.
He pouts when Viktor slaps his hand and snaps his gaze up, and for a moment there's a tilt to his jaw, some mild defiance. "You like it when I touch you." Jayce may not always be entirely comfortable pushing boundaries, but he actually does know that Viktor likes it. "Do you want me to sit here and be pretty or do you want me to do some actual work?" He looks a little hesitant but then slides that same hand along his side, touching without asking.
Now he's really not going to let him get away with any of this. Viktor scoots up a few more inches, so that he's less straddling Jayce across the middle and more his ribcage. All the while, he keeps working diligently, doing his very best to look unaffected by the fact that he's touching himself. It's only marginally successful as sweat starts to prick at his temples and he goes a little slack-jawed with exertion. He'd rather not be talking at all, at this point, but Jayce leaves him no choice.
"Of course I like it ." Jayce's hands are skilled, and he's already proven how much he likes running them over him. That isn't the point. "The difference between the two of us is that I have self-control. What if I made you sit here and watch? Could you keep your hands off me?"
"You already know you're the hottest person I've been with. Thing was all-encompassing of everything else in the world."
Jayce wants to touch him, he wants to put his hands all over him. With Viktor up on his ribcage now, so close, he wants to slide his fingers all over his back, his ass, his thighs, curl them into his tousled hair. Being allowed to let himself off the leash with Viktor has been a big deal, which is why he's so hungry for it. Jayce sighs and drops his hands back against the bed.
"I spent years not touching you when I wanted to. I have better self-control than you." Because Viktor didn't crave touch the way Jayce did, he doesn't know how difficult it was for Jayce to keep himself within respectful boundaries. A touch on the back or arm, little things he would give himself because Viktor allowed it, but all the while he wanted so much more. And he obeyed that for years.
"Why pretend you aren't blinded with lust right now, V? Let me see you, let go." He digs his fingers into the sheets to keep himself from touching Viktor. "If you like my face so much, why don't you come on it?"
"Yes, in an entire world of attractive things, you've chosen an emaciated invalid. Doesn't reflect very well on you, Jayce."
He wants to also argue that Jayce did touch him, quite a lot. Sure, it was reserved his shoulders, and arms, but he can count more than a few times where Jayce's hand settled on his lower back in a decidedly non-platonic way. He isn't fooling anyone. Getting into that, however, seems like more trouble than it's worth, especially when he feels himself starting to push towards the edge.
Viktor can protest all he wants, but Jayce knows too much about him by now. There's no real hiding, so he offers a withering glance that more-or-less says I'm trying.
"You can steady me," he concedes finally, but just a moment later it becomes clear he's only saying that so he can free up his other hand and slide his thumb against Jayce's lips, inviting him to take it into his mouth.
"Actually, being chosen by you reflects higher on me than anything else ever could."
Typical Jayce, managing to twist anything into a compliment and/or love confession. He always gives Viktor a look when he's self-deprecating, but at the moment they are in a sexual encounter, so he can only be sweet in response. He also knows that glance from Viktor and smiles in response, so very handsome and knowing it at the moment.
The moment he is given permission Jayce is already obeying, placing one hand against his shoulder and the other on his side so Viktor can lean freely against him. His fingers caress along Viktor's ribcage, thin as it may be, and he knows exactly the purpose. To shut him up as much as it is to get off. Jayce sucks his thumb into his mouth, enthusiastic as ever, and then bites down on it, eyes fixed on Viktor's.
With Jayce to secure him, Viktor can lean forward slightly, tilting his hips so that he can thrust more firmly into his palm. Jayce looks obscene, sucking on his fingers, looking up at him like that. It's almost enough to make him come on the spot--it doesn't, not quite, but he feels telltale heat pooling in the pit of his stomach as he quickens his pace.
"Open." It's a breathy command that betrays how close he is to the edge, but if Jayce doesn't comply, Viktor will do it for him, pulling on his bottom lip with the pad of his thumb and then pressing it against his tongue. Whether Jayce actually parts his lips or not doesn't really matter--Viktor is going to fulfill his request either way, with or without the bonus of hitting his mouth.
"I love seeing you like this," he gasps, clearly becoming a little undone. "Ready to take anything that I--I give you."
But he's betrayed by the way his voice catches and his eyebrows furrow, finally letting himself go. He does his best to aim at Jayce's face as requested, but his composure is quickly lost as he comes in spurts, cock twitching in his own hand.
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Date: 2022-10-01 04:57 am (UTC)He lets himself be pulled down, settling into their current arrangement and kissing Jayce slowly. They could just stay like this, he thinks, but Jayce is so warm underneath him and so responsive to his touch. He wants to see what he can accomplish with just his hands alone. The fact that Jayce is so attractive is just a bonus.
"I'm enjoying it. Trust me." That much is evident by the way he slides his hand across Jayce appreciatively, squeezing at his chest again, just for punctuation. "Are you so surprised, that I'd want to touch you like this?"
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Date: 2022-10-01 02:31 pm (UTC)He wraps an arm around Viktor and he loves when Viktor is on top of him, when he can see the hunger in those beautiful gold eyes. Jayce probably would be content with the kissing and closeness, but there is so much heat in his body now, it would be a waste. Viktor is going to lean into this, he can tell, and that gets him excited. The move of his hands over his warm skin gets more blatant.
Jayce's chest is broad, every muscle in his torso defined, his arms are giant, and he basks under Viktor's affection as he touches and squeezes him. "Not surprised, exactly, just hopeful. I've had so many eyes on me over the years, but it's you I want to be an object of desire for." It's hard to describe because he doesn't think it's solely about his ego. Viktor knows that underneath his arrogance is a lot of insecurity. "I crave your attention, V. I want you to look at me and know I'm yours."
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Date: 2022-10-02 02:14 am (UTC)He scoots down just a little, all the better to press his mouth against the line of Jayce's jaw, speaking against him as his hand travels lower with purpose, thumb rubbing at the hem of his pants, but not dipping into them.
"I know that you're mine, Jayce." He's made that much abundantly clear, and yet despite this, he still needs Viktor to return the sentiment. Needs reminders. Viktor wonders if he can't play into that, especially when Jayce so openly needs to be touched. "Were you jealous, back then? Knowing that I was with other people?"
Viktor doesn't really bring up his past relationships--mostly because he considered them diversions more than anything serious, partly because by now everything before his illness, before Hextech (before Jayce) feels like a life lived by someone else. Still, he wants to emphasize that despite his preoccupation with his work and general lack of interest in anything but, he still has desires. Preferences. Finds certain things attractive, in other men.
He scrapes his teeth against Jayce's neck, the hand that seemed like it was about to dip under his trousers sliding back up the flat plane of his stomach. "Did you think about it?"
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Date: 2022-10-02 02:56 am (UTC)Some of this is about reassurance, and some of it is honestly just turning him on. Jayce is getting hard from only kissing and words, that is how much it does it for him. He could be embarrassed or he could enjoy it. He swallows when Viktor's finger teases at the hem of his pants and slides his hand against Viktor's soft hair, feeling very locked into every movement of his hands.
The reference to Viktor being with other people startles him as that is not what he expected and he never thought they were going to talk about this. It's not a bad thing, but he runs his tongue over his dry lips. Viktor is asking because he likely knows the answer, so Jayce doesn't have to feel guilty about it.
"I didn't like sharing you, even before I knew why." Jayce blushes, shivering at the touch of his teeth. He almost started to get nervous before that and the reassuring brush of Viktor's fingers against his stomach, so he knows he is safe. "I wanted your attention on me." So nothing has changed on that front in seven years.
"Did you ever think about me? I was your type, but you never ...."
Maybe this is part of it too. Jayce was wanted by so many people and he liked that, he gave into it a lot in those first few years, basking in it, feeling so special at the time. Yet Viktor was the one he could never catch the eye of, and when that frustration turned into heartache, it stayed the same truth: Viktor didn't want him. He could come up with these fantasies of how it could be with them and he could stand by being his best friend and loving him silently, respectful, grateful for being near him, but it would always be unrequited.
"Yes, I was jealous. Horribly, ugly jealous."
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Date: 2022-10-02 04:27 am (UTC)"You know why I didn't." Their work was too important, though the knowledge that Jayce might have ached for him all these years makes him feel guilty. For his part, it was difficult to watch Jayce pulled away from their work, but he'd always written it off as a necessity. People would naturally gravitate towards the handsome, personable face of Hextech, and in many ways, that's what Viktor wanted. It was better for both of them, to let Jayce handle meetings with sponsors and investors, especially after the Hexgates.
The fact that others wanted Jayce romantically, too, was just an extension of that. Viktor had his suspicions, of course, something they've already discussed, but perhaps he'd resigned himself to the fact that Jayce would always be pulled in a multitude of directions. Need to be so many different things for so many different people. Now, however, Jayce is fully his, and he wishes he could articulate how much that means to him.
"You hid it well." As in, Viktor was never aware of that resentment. His hand skims back down across Jayce's stomach, returning to its spot just at the hem of his trousers, fingers working open the buttons as a reward for his candid answer. He drags his mouth along Jayce's collarbone, and finally dips his hand into Jayce's pants, palm running along the hard outline of his cock inside his underwear. "Nothing was ever serious. Our work was always my priority. So were you."
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Date: 2022-10-02 04:44 am (UTC)He regrets not having had it sooner, but at the same time, it feels like only now does it really all work. As much as he likes to think they would have been happy together, there is no guarantee, there were a lot of pieces moving in their lives. One more complication could have broken them instead, and that would have been disaster for their work. So the aching, the suffering, in the end, he chalks it up to doing the right thing despite personal disappointments. But at least he has Viktor.
He promised to live in the moment with Viktor and that is what he wants. Jayce smiles faintly at him and starts to reply but his breath catches instead, Viktor's hand causing all of the blood to instantly drop down. That almost casual caress has him fully hard and he drops his free hand into the blanket, twisting. "I wanted you to be happy," he murmurs. If Viktor's happiness was because of another man, he would learn to live with it. He hid it and lived with it. Now Jayce knows that he is the cause of Viktor's happiness and it means more than he can say.
"I know you love me and love my mind and my intensity, you've proven that." And he is still willing to do more for Jayce, to show him that, to give him everything he longs for. Jayce sees that, it doesn't require someone to be as emotive as he is, Viktor's actions are there like now. His lips though curve up after that and there's heat in his eyes as he curls his hand along Viktor's jaw and encourages his head up to look at him. "But maybe I like the idea that you really just want to fuck me."
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Date: 2022-10-02 07:30 pm (UTC)"Our work makes me happy." It always has. He doesn't want Jayce to doubt that, ever. "You make me happy."
In spite of everything. In spite of the fact that he still feels selfish, for allowing himself this. But Jayce is so warm beneath him and so responsive that it's easy to forget everything outside the scope of the bed. It's tempting to continue to tease, palming Jayce outside the fabric of his underwear, but Viktor can't deny that he's right, so he slides his fingers under the waistband, maneuvering Jayce's erection out of his trousers.
"All of those things can be true at once." As in, Viktor wanting to fuck Jayce is not mutually exclusive to anything else. For now, he strokes his cock slowly, working him up, his lips slightly parted on Jayce's neck, wet and warm against him.
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Date: 2022-10-02 09:08 pm (UTC)"You make me so happy, V." It's not a surprise, Jayce glows with his happiness in this relationship, but he still likes to communicate it. The only thing that could compare with being with him was them discovering Hextech or the Hexgates opening, and so much of that joy is already connected with Viktor. Any time he has ever felt this good, it was with Viktor. He is the source of the best moments of his life.
Jayce lifts his hips into Viktor's grip and groans, overheated immediately. He assumes Viktor wants him partly dressed on purpose and he is letting him run this so he doesn't try to take his pants fully off. He is always so responsive, tilting his head so Viktor can enjoy all of his neck. "Did you think about it back then? Were you ever jealous?" It's hard to ask because he suspects probably not, but jealousy isn't always about sex. Jealousy can be about wanting Jayce's full attention too.
He glances to the side and puts out a long arm to try and reach the bedside table, he manages to open it although pauses for a moment when a very good stroke gets him breathless. Jayce told Viktor that first day he would always have something with them and he proved that. He pulls a bottle out and shakily drops it by his hip. "Please." While Jayce is very into this, it's dry and there's no reason to be when he's prepared.
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Date: 2022-10-03 09:15 pm (UTC)"Just be patient. I'll make you more comfortable."
He sits up, immediately missing the skin to skin contact but reminding himself that it's always worth it, to take some time and do what Jayce asks. Viktor slides Jayce's pants and underwear down his thighs, slightly, one side at a time over the curve of his ass, just to give him a little more to work with. Once Jayce is more fully exposed, Viktor leans back in and gestures to the bottle. Jayce can slick himself up, if he's so prepared. "Go ahead."
Because, of course, he never wants to make it too easy. He'll keep stroking whether Jayce applies lubricant or not, in the meantime kissing whatever bare skin is available, dragging his tongue down Jayce's collar until he's flicking it over a nipple, waiting for it to stiffen before he tries a gentle, experimental bite--just enough to sting.
"No," he says. Not jealous. "I hated how they'd pull you away from our work. I know some if it was necessary, but--"
None of it matters now. There are no more distractions.
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Date: 2022-10-03 10:11 pm (UTC)"I know we haven't been having sex that long, but trust me when I say I am never going to be patient."
He's proven exactly that every time they have sex. The only time he is patient is when he is taking his time seducing Viktor or giving him pleasure, then he can slow it all down because he knows that's what Viktor prefers and he wants to make him happy. He can be infinitely patient when it comes to Viktor's desire, but when it's him, he burns too hotly for it. He always gives in and lets Viktor do whatever he wants, but he wants it so desperately every time. They'll be a year from now and he will still be begging for it like the first time.
Jayce lifts up so Viktor can move his clothes wherever he likes and he is relieved at Viktor's permission, Viktor is truly always in charge of their encounters, wetting himself up to a comfortable place but not overdoing it. His grip on himself is fast, he wants Viktor's hands far more than his, and he sighs when he gets his wish.
"You couldn't just lie and say you were a little jealous?" His tone is dry because Jayce knows Viktor doesn't lie, especially not to soothe over Jayce's ego, but he likes when they banter in the bedroom. "Could y---fuck." Any thoughts completely drop away when Viktor actually bites his nipple and Jayce arches his back right into it, pushing that large chest toward his mouth. It feels like lightning hit every nerve in his body at once.
His hand dives into Viktor's hair again but this time he can't help from tightening thick fingers into the strands, simply because he is holding on. Jayce's head drops back and he sucks in a breath. "Nothing could ever pull me away from you again, V, I'm only yours."
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Date: 2022-10-04 12:51 am (UTC)"You know that I don't want to lie to you." He smirks a little, feeling cold lubricant drizzle over his hands. The effect is immediate--Jayce is arching into him and his strokes become smoother, less chafing. He works himself into a rhythm, bending closer when he feels those large fingers in his hair. "But I have no doubts about your priorities. Not anymore."
Sure, it isn't exactly dirty talk, but the sentiment is similar. At Jayce's prompting, he wastes no time kissing and licking at his chest while his hand works steadily, slowly but surely picking up the pace as Jayce comes undone beneath him.
"You're so beautiful like this," he breathes, breath warm against Jayce's skin. That much from Viktor is sincere, no echo of banter in his voice. "I won't ever let anything--" --or anyone, but he feels that's implied-- "--take you from me."
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Date: 2022-10-04 01:57 am (UTC)It's their kind of dirty talk. Jayce appreciates verbal confirmation and he's glad that Viktor believes him, that he knows Jayce has re-prioritized correctly. He moans as Viktor's mouth leaves kisses like brands on his hot skin and he whimpers when he picks up the pace, almost squirming underneath him as pleasure starts hitting him harder. When Viktor compliments him again he looks down at him, dazed.
It's one thing for Jayce to say he's Viktor's, another thing to be claimed directly that way. He licks his lips and drives his hips up toward him. "What would you do if someone tried?" He might not have managed to get jealousy out of Viktor, but he sure as hell is enjoying this possessive edge. "Would you -- fuck, faster -- stake a claim?" Jayce is playing right into that fantasy because he wants it, all of this has been about Viktor desiring him and possessing him. He is so close to the edge, his breath coming in short gasps.
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Date: 2022-10-04 03:57 pm (UTC)"I wouldn't even let them try." That's all posturing--they both know that, if this situation was a reality, Viktor would more than likely handle it like an adult. He's not the type to get jealous, and he's so confident in Jayce's devotion to him that they'd never end up in a situation like this at all, but he knows that's not what this is about. It's just a fantasy, one he's more than willing to indulge in the privacy of a bedroom. "I'd never even let them think it."
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Date: 2022-10-04 07:22 pm (UTC)The increasing movement of his hand and the image of it mashed up with the reality of Viktor's lips on him, his desire for Jayce, is all that is needed at that point. The pleasure washes over him as he doesn't even rock up into Viktor's hand, he lets it take him there, increasingly moaning louder.
Jayce's eyes roll up and his hand goes almost too tight curling into Viktor's hair as he spasms and comes, only jerking up now as he gets all of it out of him. He is left heaving, sweating, and raggedly breathing, letting go of his hair as he relaxes. "V, kiss me."
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Date: 2022-10-04 10:08 pm (UTC)For now, however, he indulges in what Jayce wants, simply because it's driving him to incoherence. Viktor watches intently as the last few strokes send Jayce over the edge, angling his shaft so that his orgasm hits his stomach and chest. He knows, by now, that Jayce doesn't really care about a mess, so he leaves it for now and indulges the request to kiss, instead.
He won't take his hand off Jayce's cock until he's asked to. Viktor leans in, to kiss him slowly, pressing his tongue past Jayce's parted lips, still stroking him lazily to make sure he's wrung every last drop out of him.
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Date: 2022-10-04 10:55 pm (UTC)"Stop, stop." Jayce is usually oversensitive faster than Viktor and doesn't chase it quite as much as his partner, but he still likes it. He drops his head back onto the pillow for a moment to get his unsteady breathing under control, glowing in the aftermath. After just a few seconds to get his brain working again, he reaches for Viktor.
"I'm just going to pitch something, but, um...." It's ridiculous to be embarrassed considering Viktor just jerked him off, but Jayce is not always able to formulate the right words to explain what he wants. "Would you come on my chest or face? Please?"
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Date: 2022-10-05 02:02 am (UTC)"Well, since you asked so politely..."
He can't quite hide the way the corners of his lips quirk upward. It aches, almost, to peel himself away from Jayce's warm body, but he tells himself this is a necessity. Viktor sits up to strip his pants off, then, with some effort, swings his good leg over Jayce's middle in order to straddle him. One hand splays across the broad chest beneath him, the other slides down to take himself in hand. All the while, he watches Jayce intently.
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Date: 2022-10-05 02:19 am (UTC)Jayce watches him undress eagerly and finds that this is exactly what he wanted when Viktor leans over him like that, a hand on his chest, his other on himself. There's color in his cheeks but also his eyes are almost as gold as Viktor's when he's turned on, running his tongue along his lips. The intense eye contact is very much wanted and he reaches out to run his large hand across Viktor's chest.
"What do I look like to you right now?" A mess? Yes. He wonders if Viktor likes that, if he enjoys seeing him completely undone this way. Jayce caresses a nipple and pinches it, wishing he could suck it, he knows how Viktor likes that. But then he wouldn't be able to look at him like this, naked and fully in command. Jayce just came and there's still heat in his gaze.
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Date: 2022-10-05 11:07 pm (UTC)"You look like you enjoyed that," he says, corners of his mouth quirking upwards. Really, it's indescribable. Jayce looks far from sated, but there's a softness--a satisfaction to his expression that he loves to see. Viktor pauses for just a moment to slick himself up, but soon enough he's falling into a rhythm, stroking himself steadily and bracing himself against Jayce's chest.
When he reaches out for Viktor's bare skin, he gets his hand smacked away for the effort. "I didn't say you could touch."
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Date: 2022-10-06 01:35 am (UTC)"I enjoy everything we do in bed. You're the hottest thing I've ever touched." And that's coming from someone who works in a forge. Jayce may never be entirely sated, he's addicted to Viktor's touch and gaze and mouth. He looks over his body, to where his hand is steadily moving, biting his lip.
He pouts when Viktor slaps his hand and snaps his gaze up, and for a moment there's a tilt to his jaw, some mild defiance. "You like it when I touch you." Jayce may not always be entirely comfortable pushing boundaries, but he actually does know that Viktor likes it. "Do you want me to sit here and be pretty or do you want me to do some actual work?" He looks a little hesitant but then slides that same hand along his side, touching without asking.
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Date: 2022-10-06 03:54 pm (UTC)Now he's really not going to let him get away with any of this. Viktor scoots up a few more inches, so that he's less straddling Jayce across the middle and more his ribcage. All the while, he keeps working diligently, doing his very best to look unaffected by the fact that he's touching himself. It's only marginally successful as sweat starts to prick at his temples and he goes a little slack-jawed with exertion. He'd rather not be talking at all, at this point, but Jayce leaves him no choice.
"Of course I like it ." Jayce's hands are skilled, and he's already proven how much he likes running them over him. That isn't the point. "The difference between the two of us is that I have self-control. What if I made you sit here and watch? Could you keep your hands off me?"
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Date: 2022-10-06 04:48 pm (UTC)Jayce wants to touch him, he wants to put his hands all over him. With Viktor up on his ribcage now, so close, he wants to slide his fingers all over his back, his ass, his thighs, curl them into his tousled hair. Being allowed to let himself off the leash with Viktor has been a big deal, which is why he's so hungry for it. Jayce sighs and drops his hands back against the bed.
"I spent years not touching you when I wanted to. I have better self-control than you." Because Viktor didn't crave touch the way Jayce did, he doesn't know how difficult it was for Jayce to keep himself within respectful boundaries. A touch on the back or arm, little things he would give himself because Viktor allowed it, but all the while he wanted so much more. And he obeyed that for years.
"Why pretend you aren't blinded with lust right now, V? Let me see you, let go." He digs his fingers into the sheets to keep himself from touching Viktor. "If you like my face so much, why don't you come on it?"
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Date: 2022-10-06 07:48 pm (UTC)He wants to also argue that Jayce did touch him, quite a lot. Sure, it was reserved his shoulders, and arms, but he can count more than a few times where Jayce's hand settled on his lower back in a decidedly non-platonic way. He isn't fooling anyone. Getting into that, however, seems like more trouble than it's worth, especially when he feels himself starting to push towards the edge.
Viktor can protest all he wants, but Jayce knows too much about him by now. There's no real hiding, so he offers a withering glance that more-or-less says I'm trying.
"You can steady me," he concedes finally, but just a moment later it becomes clear he's only saying that so he can free up his other hand and slide his thumb against Jayce's lips, inviting him to take it into his mouth.
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Date: 2022-10-06 08:44 pm (UTC)Typical Jayce, managing to twist anything into a compliment and/or love confession. He always gives Viktor a look when he's self-deprecating, but at the moment they are in a sexual encounter, so he can only be sweet in response. He also knows that glance from Viktor and smiles in response, so very handsome and knowing it at the moment.
The moment he is given permission Jayce is already obeying, placing one hand against his shoulder and the other on his side so Viktor can lean freely against him. His fingers caress along Viktor's ribcage, thin as it may be, and he knows exactly the purpose. To shut him up as much as it is to get off. Jayce sucks his thumb into his mouth, enthusiastic as ever, and then bites down on it, eyes fixed on Viktor's.
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Date: 2022-10-07 12:29 am (UTC)"Open." It's a breathy command that betrays how close he is to the edge, but if Jayce doesn't comply, Viktor will do it for him, pulling on his bottom lip with the pad of his thumb and then pressing it against his tongue. Whether Jayce actually parts his lips or not doesn't really matter--Viktor is going to fulfill his request either way, with or without the bonus of hitting his mouth.
"I love seeing you like this," he gasps, clearly becoming a little undone. "Ready to take anything that I--I give you."
But he's betrayed by the way his voice catches and his eyebrows furrow, finally letting himself go. He does his best to aim at Jayce's face as requested, but his composure is quickly lost as he comes in spurts, cock twitching in his own hand.
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