[ It's still unnerving to discover new bits of knowledge, old memories resurfacing like shells on the beach revealed by the slow erosion of waves. Jayce stands on a precipice, looking out over a city Viktor only knows through flashes like this. He looks like a breeze could push him over the edge, feet ready to tip him forward if not for Viktor's interruption.
He doesn't dwell on the image, pulling himself back forcefully to the present where Jayce is safe and sound in his arms. Humming under the little affections lavished upon him, Viktor steals another kiss. ]
I'll always fight for you.
[ Sighing softly, he tucks his face against Jayce's neck and presses gentle kisses to the lovebite he'd left earlier. He's debating within himself if he should explain that he'd meant he knows not because of the memory, but because of his own experiences in this lifetime. It's a grim subject, though, so he tucks it away to share some other time when he doesn't have so much skin to discover. ]
no subject
He doesn't dwell on the image, pulling himself back forcefully to the present where Jayce is safe and sound in his arms. Humming under the little affections lavished upon him, Viktor steals another kiss. ]
I'll always fight for you.
[ Sighing softly, he tucks his face against Jayce's neck and presses gentle kisses to the lovebite he'd left earlier. He's debating within himself if he should explain that he'd meant he knows not because of the memory, but because of his own experiences in this lifetime. It's a grim subject, though, so he tucks it away to share some other time when he doesn't have so much skin to discover. ]