"Well, I do enjoy when you stand up to the pompous." Namely his trial, which is probably the moment Viktor really started to look at Jayce properly. Even if his research had ended up being nonsense Viktor would have appreciated the passion Jayce had for it, misplaced or not.
Viktor tries not to look too pleased by Jayce's eager response - needless to say he had issues before with what people expected of him based on his looks. He doesn't mind bottoming but a degree of control is his usual preference, and certainly not to be treated like something small and meek.
With Jayce's he's slowly been learning the difference of being treated gently or kindly because of care rather than misconception, and the vague thought of it brings a flush of fondness through him, leaning up to impart it with his lips to Jayce's jaw. It ends in a nip then thorough distraction as Jayce strips off his towel, an approving hum because gods above, Jayce is beautiful. Even more so when he asks so nicely to put his mouth to work, Viktor's hands carding through Jayce's hair as he answers.
"Please," he answers with a nod, shifting to sit up a little because he wants to see this. "You have no idea how often I've wanted to bend you over your desk, especially when you come back frustrated and tense from social obligations."
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Date: 2022-03-26 02:58 am (UTC)Viktor tries not to look too pleased by Jayce's eager response - needless to say he had issues before with what people expected of him based on his looks. He doesn't mind bottoming but a degree of control is his usual preference, and certainly not to be treated like something small and meek.
With Jayce's he's slowly been learning the difference of being treated gently or kindly because of care rather than misconception, and the vague thought of it brings a flush of fondness through him, leaning up to impart it with his lips to Jayce's jaw. It ends in a nip then thorough distraction as Jayce strips off his towel, an approving hum because gods above, Jayce is beautiful. Even more so when he asks so nicely to put his mouth to work, Viktor's hands carding through Jayce's hair as he answers.
"Please," he answers with a nod, shifting to sit up a little because he wants to see this. "You have no idea how often I've wanted to bend you over your desk, especially when you come back frustrated and tense from social obligations."