[ Viktor hums as he melts across his lover, legs falling to either side of him and arms wrapping around his neck. He wants to stay close, dreads the moment that Jayce will leave him empty, eager to burrow into this warmth and sleep for days. The weight of his lover's gaze is like a physical touch on him, and he looks up to meet it and get lost in the hazel depths. He wants to wear that color like a brand, like proof that he loves Jayce Talis and is loved by him.
He's so lost in thought that the change in Jayce's expression hits him hard, wondering what it could be that would jolt him out of this pleasant afterglow. Surely he wasn't having regrets, not after two glorious rounds. Had he forgotten something important? It's not until Viktor feels gentle fingers on his neck that he even thinks of the bite as something that might cause worry. ]
It's okay, it doesn't hurt. [ And by that, he means that it hurts the perfect amount in that way that will linger with him and remind him of all they've done tonight when he sees it in the mirror tomorrow. ] I wanted it.
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He's so lost in thought that the change in Jayce's expression hits him hard, wondering what it could be that would jolt him out of this pleasant afterglow. Surely he wasn't having regrets, not after two glorious rounds. Had he forgotten something important? It's not until Viktor feels gentle fingers on his neck that he even thinks of the bite as something that might cause worry. ]
It's okay, it doesn't hurt. [ And by that, he means that it hurts the perfect amount in that way that will linger with him and remind him of all they've done tonight when he sees it in the mirror tomorrow. ] I wanted it.