[ jayce hasn't noticed that in his work, in his bottled attempts to defuse his heart and convince himself to proceed without any perverse ideas about his hands and viktor's thin legs (because that would be a horrible way to taint their friendship, and take advantage of a man he'd never think to violate), jayce's bottom lip has jutted a bit too far. he is pouting at his own assumptions, grown man that he was, prudently slotting the head of his tool into one of the main bolts and bending the metal to a tight fit.
how could marriage be innapropriate? it should be as average a topic as any.
he feels his throat dry, and it shouldn't be. he feels his cheeks sizzle at the tiny muscle strains under the fabric of viktor's pants. even the hike of it to expose socked ankles has jayce blinking away. ]
Would it, [ his voice is quiet, concerned: ] affect our partnership?
[ viktor had been joking earlier, but now jayce too, feels the sultry burn of jealousy of anything, anyone, that would spirit this man away from him. karma couldn't be so disregulated that he's being punished for blowing viktor off for a month, could it? ]
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how could marriage be innapropriate? it should be as average a topic as any.
he feels his throat dry, and it shouldn't be. he feels his cheeks sizzle at the tiny muscle strains under the fabric of viktor's pants. even the hike of it to expose socked ankles has jayce blinking away. ]
Would it, [ his voice is quiet, concerned: ] affect our partnership?
[ viktor had been joking earlier, but now jayce too, feels the sultry burn of jealousy of anything, anyone, that would spirit this man away from him. karma couldn't be so disregulated that he's being punished for blowing viktor off for a month, could it? ]