[ Watching Jayce busy himself here reminds Viktor of how he works in the stables, managing several tasks at once and yet fulfilling them all with care. He's such a gentle soul, at his core, something sweet and soft beneath his rugged exterior. Viktor feels like to get to see that side of him, to have cracked the shell so he could experience the warmth underneath it.
He lets Jayce bask for a moment before standing to join him, very carefully stepping between his spread legs. There's some temptation to sit down facing him, legs draped over his hips, but ultimately he settles down with his back to Jayce's chest. The fit is tight, but it's warmth and smell incredible. Viktor thinks the water looks a little pink. ]
Surprise me? With what? Is it too late to pretend I don't know you're planning something?
He lets Jayce bask for a moment before standing to join him, very carefully stepping between his spread legs. There's some temptation to sit down facing him, legs draped over his hips, but ultimately he settles down with his back to Jayce's chest. The fit is tight, but it's warmth and smell incredible. Viktor thinks the water looks a little pink. ]
Surprise me? With what? Is it too late to pretend I don't know you're planning something?
[ Viktor is laughing with him.
Melting back against Jayce's strong chest, he closes his eyes briefly and soaks in the warmth of his partner and the water and the moment. It's so easy to imagine living the rest of his life like this, spending the day caring for the horses with Jayce and working on innovations together, then making love at night and ending in domestic bliss. It's something he never thought about wanting, but now that he has the very real possibility at his fingertips, he reaches for it hungrily. ]
How bold. [ He chuckles, reaching up for one of Jayce's hands at his neck and pulling it down so they can lace their fingers together and rest it on a thigh. ] I can't wait to see if you come through the door or a window.
Melting back against Jayce's strong chest, he closes his eyes briefly and soaks in the warmth of his partner and the water and the moment. It's so easy to imagine living the rest of his life like this, spending the day caring for the horses with Jayce and working on innovations together, then making love at night and ending in domestic bliss. It's something he never thought about wanting, but now that he has the very real possibility at his fingertips, he reaches for it hungrily. ]
How bold. [ He chuckles, reaching up for one of Jayce's hands at his neck and pulling it down so they can lace their fingers together and rest it on a thigh. ] I can't wait to see if you come through the door or a window.
[ Their hands together gives Viktor a moment to revel in the difference in their sizes, his long and slender, Jayce's thick and strong. They were both hands that could create so much, too, Jayce able to make delicate things like the iron horse he'd gifted Viktor with his proposal. He imagines them adorned with rings and wonders if Jayce will let him pick his out, if they can exchange them equally rather than what was often tradition of the husband choosing both.
With two husbands, they should be allowed to break tradition. ]
Oh no, how scary. My fiancé sneaking into my room to ravish me? Call in the guards.
[ He says it deadpan, obviously sarcastic because... well, it's thrilling in ways that stir the embers smoldering low in his belly. Letting his eyes droop, he rests his head back against Jayce's wide shoulder. ]
May I ask you something... personal?
With two husbands, they should be allowed to break tradition. ]
Oh no, how scary. My fiancé sneaking into my room to ravish me? Call in the guards.
[ He says it deadpan, obviously sarcastic because... well, it's thrilling in ways that stir the embers smoldering low in his belly. Letting his eyes droop, he rests his head back against Jayce's wide shoulder. ]
May I ask you something... personal?
[ Their hands flexing and stretching, held together one moment and then splayed on top of each other the next, reminds him of blinding white flashes and a kaleidoscope of colors. He doesn't chase the memory for now, content to stay in the moment and make the new memory instead.
Humming happily when Jayce rests against him, Viktor turns enough so that he can press a kiss to the side of his neck. This easy, chaste intimacy is as addicting at the passionate heat they'd shared in bed—he's coming to terms with the fact that Jayce himself is the drug of choice. ]
I almost asked earlier, when you said you'd like me to fuck you. [ Jayce, brilliant as he is, might see where this is going. ] Have you ever been? Or done it yourself?
Humming happily when Jayce rests against him, Viktor turns enough so that he can press a kiss to the side of his neck. This easy, chaste intimacy is as addicting at the passionate heat they'd shared in bed—he's coming to terms with the fact that Jayce himself is the drug of choice. ]
I almost asked earlier, when you said you'd like me to fuck you. [ Jayce, brilliant as he is, might see where this is going. ] Have you ever been? Or done it yourself?
[ Viktor is patient while Jayce finds his words, understanding that it's probably embarrassing even if they'd just done... well, so much more than talking about prior experiences.
It's no surprise that he hasn't been fucked before, given that he'd already said his only experience was with a woman—Viktor doesn't discount the option existing, just knows that it can't be very common. What does come as a pleasant shock is the idea that he's been doing it himself while thinking about Viktor. ]
You wonderous man. [ He presses a smile to Jayce's throat, kissing a little higher up towards his pulse point. ] Do you like how it feels? Have you only tried fingers, or something else?
It's no surprise that he hasn't been fucked before, given that he'd already said his only experience was with a woman—Viktor doesn't discount the option existing, just knows that it can't be very common. What does come as a pleasant shock is the idea that he's been doing it himself while thinking about Viktor. ]
You wonderous man. [ He presses a smile to Jayce's throat, kissing a little higher up towards his pulse point. ] Do you like how it feels? Have you only tried fingers, or something else?
[ Fully aware of Jayce's wandering hands and quickening pulse, Viktor moves his own up and behind him, one cupping the back of Jayce's neck while the other sinks into his hair. His legs fall farther apart, pressing against Jayce's and the sides of the tub as he shifts his hips slightly lower. It's a stretch, but it feels good to not let his body get too stiff from relaxation. ]
How many? [ He tugs on Jayce's hair to bring him close enough to kiss his lips, sideways and sloppy as it is. ] I wouldn't want to hurt you by being too ambitious the first time.
How many? [ He tugs on Jayce's hair to bring him close enough to kiss his lips, sideways and sloppy as it is. ] I wouldn't want to hurt you by being too ambitious the first time.
[ Three at most Jayce says, as if three of his strong fingers isn't an accomplishment worthy of praise. It sooths some of Viktor's worries to know that he's touched himself, has learned what the stretch feels like and how to relax his body around it. Viktor making love to him would be a different thing entirely, of course, but at least the starting point is farther along that he had assumed.
Humming at the slow exploration of Jayce's hands, he sucks in a breath when the warmth of the bath is doubled by the tender hold. He's getting hard again—it would be a cruel miracle if this discussion left him unbothered—and he rolls his hips up into Jayce's hand for a small burst of friction before settling back down. ]
Being with you is already heaven. [ Viktor means it, too, he's not just trying to be charming or romantic. Compared to life before Jayce had wandered into it, this colorful world full of passion and love is nothing short of paradise.
Gathering himself up, he pushes himself up to standing with hands on the sides of the tub. Water cascades down, but he turns around rather than stepping out and sits back down across Jayce's hips. He can kiss him properly now, draping his arms around Jayce's neck and pressing their lips together in a lazy dance. ]
I want to be able to see all of you when we do that. And when I fuck you. [ He rocks his hips forward, pressing his cock against Jayce's stomach, and then backward to rub against his length. ]
Humming at the slow exploration of Jayce's hands, he sucks in a breath when the warmth of the bath is doubled by the tender hold. He's getting hard again—it would be a cruel miracle if this discussion left him unbothered—and he rolls his hips up into Jayce's hand for a small burst of friction before settling back down. ]
Being with you is already heaven. [ Viktor means it, too, he's not just trying to be charming or romantic. Compared to life before Jayce had wandered into it, this colorful world full of passion and love is nothing short of paradise.
Gathering himself up, he pushes himself up to standing with hands on the sides of the tub. Water cascades down, but he turns around rather than stepping out and sits back down across Jayce's hips. He can kiss him properly now, draping his arms around Jayce's neck and pressing their lips together in a lazy dance. ]
I want to be able to see all of you when we do that. And when I fuck you. [ He rocks his hips forward, pressing his cock against Jayce's stomach, and then backward to rub against his length. ]
[ To have Jayce's hands on him—Viktor doesn't know if he's ever felt something better, nor will he ever in the future. It's like they were made to hold him, to cup his face or drape over his shoulder or rub against his spine, holding him close and enveloping his waist and spreading him open. Viktor wants to feel those hands inside of him, wants to melt all the barriers between his body and Jayce's until they mesh into a single entity. He imagines their bodies made up of nebulas, cosmic radiance, and magic, and he knows that it's a memory rather than a fanciful daydream. It brings tears to his eyes, welling in the corners and spilling over as a single tear that runs down his cheek.
He leans in for a kiss, tasting the salt between them, uncertain himself if it was the taste of joy or sorrow; perhaps both. ]
I love you, Jayce Talis. [ His heart swells as he says it, knowing it's true down to the marrow of his bones and the core of his essence. The gentle touch between his legs sends fire racing up his spine, and he leans in to bite at that pretty swollen bottom lip, stealing it back from Jayce. ] I need you again, need to come on your fingers.
He leans in for a kiss, tasting the salt between them, uncertain himself if it was the taste of joy or sorrow; perhaps both. ]
I love you, Jayce Talis. [ His heart swells as he says it, knowing it's true down to the marrow of his bones and the core of his essence. The gentle touch between his legs sends fire racing up his spine, and he leans in to bite at that pretty swollen bottom lip, stealing it back from Jayce. ] I need you again, need to come on your fingers.
[ Viktor leans in to the kiss, and when he parts to breathe, he kisses the pad of Jayce's thumb to whisk away the salt of his own tears. He misses the firm heat of his hand as soon as it's gone, making a soft noise of protest even as he leans back in to kiss him and make up for the loss. It's greedy, gluttonous, to be so close and wrapped up in Jayce and yet still yearn for more, and yet it's the easiest sin for Viktor to commit.
Humming approval at the shower of fresh, hot water against his back, he nuzzles into the palm caressing the side of his face and turns to kiss the meat of it. Jayce, with a simple sentence, both absolves him of his sins and feeds them, a miracle of patience and selflessness in the face of a lustful demon. ]
Until I pass out from it. [ He grins into the kiss, biting Jayce's lip more purposefully after his maneuver serves to remind him how much his partner loves having teeth sink into that beautifully plump flesh. ] And then once more.
[ Viktor melts against Jayce's strong chest as he prepares his fingers with oil and reaches them down behind his back. The first sinks into him so easily, pushes a contented sigh from Viktor as a shiver runs up from the base of his spine to the back of his neck. Already he wants more, but the combination of slow kisses and clear words make it obvious that he's going to be made to wait. He can do that, he can left Jayce have this—he's been so thoughtful with their sex so far that Viktor will easily give him control now.
That doesn't mean he won't press his face to Jayce's neck and whine his name impatiently, though. ]
Humming approval at the shower of fresh, hot water against his back, he nuzzles into the palm caressing the side of his face and turns to kiss the meat of it. Jayce, with a simple sentence, both absolves him of his sins and feeds them, a miracle of patience and selflessness in the face of a lustful demon. ]
Until I pass out from it. [ He grins into the kiss, biting Jayce's lip more purposefully after his maneuver serves to remind him how much his partner loves having teeth sink into that beautifully plump flesh. ] And then once more.
[ Viktor melts against Jayce's strong chest as he prepares his fingers with oil and reaches them down behind his back. The first sinks into him so easily, pushes a contented sigh from Viktor as a shiver runs up from the base of his spine to the back of his neck. Already he wants more, but the combination of slow kisses and clear words make it obvious that he's going to be made to wait. He can do that, he can left Jayce have this—he's been so thoughtful with their sex so far that Viktor will easily give him control now.
That doesn't mean he won't press his face to Jayce's neck and whine his name impatiently, though. ]
[ Oh, Jayce is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Here he is, promising Viktor everything he wants on a silver platter, but it's being held just out of reach while he watches his partner salivate with desire. A beautiful devil masquerading as an angel.
Viktor pushes down on the finger filling him, catching on quickly to how Jayce massages the muscles in the opposite direction of where Viktor would really like it. He'll just have to be annoyingly patient in retaliation, and really, all of it feels so good that he doesn't mind the delay to another orgasm. The build is half of the fun, the tingling rise of heat and need in his body that makes the crash down the opposite side all the better.
That doesn't mean he won't give a shaky moan of approval when Jayce adds another finger, though. ]
Maybe this is what I want...
Viktor pushes down on the finger filling him, catching on quickly to how Jayce massages the muscles in the opposite direction of where Viktor would really like it. He'll just have to be annoyingly patient in retaliation, and really, all of it feels so good that he doesn't mind the delay to another orgasm. The build is half of the fun, the tingling rise of heat and need in his body that makes the crash down the opposite side all the better.
That doesn't mean he won't give a shaky moan of approval when Jayce adds another finger, though. ]
Maybe this is what I want...
[ Viktor does whine at the loss, his body shaking from the sudden emptiness and relative cold of being without Jayce. He leans back, enough to pout at his lover with obvious drama that doesn't last long under the melting force of the compliment. Viktor can be vain, especially when it comes to Jayce's opinion of him, and to be called both beautiful and cunning in the same breath makes it difficult to maintain his feigned upset. ]
And you're annoyingly patient. [ He dips his head in to bite the crook of Jayce's neck to show that, yes he had been lying and no, he's not happy with being left empty. ] As well as stunningly brilliant.
[ They both seem to get what they want when Jayce readjusts his angle and presses back into Viktor's hole—Viktor gets that warm filling stretch, and Jayce gets to be a good boy who gives his lover what he wants. The touch to his length is a surprise, given that Jayce was so keen on not giving in to him, and it shocks a moan out of Viktor. He lets him explore, tries not to be so impatient with the wandering touch inside, but ultimately he reaches down for the hand on his cock and pulls it away to entwine their fingers together. ]
I don't want your touch there this time. [ Leaning more heavily against Jayce's chest, he lifts their hands and angles them to kiss his partner's knuckles. ]
And you're annoyingly patient. [ He dips his head in to bite the crook of Jayce's neck to show that, yes he had been lying and no, he's not happy with being left empty. ] As well as stunningly brilliant.
[ They both seem to get what they want when Jayce readjusts his angle and presses back into Viktor's hole—Viktor gets that warm filling stretch, and Jayce gets to be a good boy who gives his lover what he wants. The touch to his length is a surprise, given that Jayce was so keen on not giving in to him, and it shocks a moan out of Viktor. He lets him explore, tries not to be so impatient with the wandering touch inside, but ultimately he reaches down for the hand on his cock and pulls it away to entwine their fingers together. ]
I don't want your touch there this time. [ Leaning more heavily against Jayce's chest, he lifts their hands and angles them to kiss his partner's knuckles. ]
[ How Jayce can be so tenderly loving and brutally sexy at the same time needs to be studied. The fact that he's being so sweet and soft with his affections above Viktor's shoulders and so wicked with his attentions below the waist is literally breathtaking. It makes him shiver when the light traversal of lips reminds him of the lovebite in his neck just as a second finger sinks inside of him, drawing a gasp from his kiss-bruised lips. ]
Devil. [ He says it with all the love in the world and beyond, smiling at the squeeze of their interlocked fingers. That smile gets wiped off his face when Jayce finally finds his prostate, not just brushing past it but targeting it, quick and efficient. It punches all the air out of Viktor's lungs, leaving him to scream silently to the ceiling as his back arches and his legs shake. When he finally manages to fight down a breath, it's immediately followed by a moan of Jayce's name. ]
Devil. [ He says it with all the love in the world and beyond, smiling at the squeeze of their interlocked fingers. That smile gets wiped off his face when Jayce finally finds his prostate, not just brushing past it but targeting it, quick and efficient. It punches all the air out of Viktor's lungs, leaving him to scream silently to the ceiling as his back arches and his legs shake. When he finally manages to fight down a breath, it's immediately followed by a moan of Jayce's name. ]
[ Viktor wants to retort, but not only can he not get his lips to form words, his thoughts are in absolute disarray with no hopes of coming up with a coherent sentence. Every sense he has is focused on the fingers inside of him doing everything they can to try and push him to the edge of orgasm again, sending tingling pleasure shooting through his nerves and sparking beneath his skin. It feels like he's swaying in circles with the motion of Jayce's ministrations, an erotic whirlpool pulling him deeper with each rotation. When they stop, it leaves Viktor dizzy, an easy target for how Jayce changes his movements and bowls Viktor over. This coaxing, beckoning pull makes him shudder bodily, the ghost of an orgasm that's so close to hitting him so soon already. ]
Oh fuck. [ He digs his nails in deeper to where he clutches as Jayce's shoulders, hanging on for dear life because the building tension in his body makes it difficult to do anything but kneel in place and take what he's given. ] Fuck, yes yes yes.
Oh fuck. [ He digs his nails in deeper to where he clutches as Jayce's shoulders, hanging on for dear life because the building tension in his body makes it difficult to do anything but kneel in place and take what he's given. ] Fuck, yes yes yes.
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