[ Staring into Jayce's eyes, the intimacy of the moment isn't lost on Viktor. He's focused on the color (color!!) of Jayce's eyes, warm and inviting and beautiful; he doesn't have anything to compare it to other than the greyscale world he's lived in before now, but this would be his favorite color even if it was one in a million.
Where he'd normally jump at the large hands holding his waist, he finds himself melting into them a little. It's hard not to feel comforted by everything about Jayce, even something as decreasingly unfamiliar as his hands on Viktor's body. He feels steadied, physically and emotionally, no longer threatening to teeter over from the strength of his own staring. ]
A miracle. [ He smiles, his grip turning into a gentle cradle of Jayce's face, and leans up to kiss him.
It hadn't been planned, and Viktor is barely aware that he's doing it before he feels the curve of Jayce's smile against his lips. Just as quickly, he pulls back, face hot with a blush that neither of them can see. Viktor doesn't apologize, but he does relax his grip in case he's misread the situation, equations unbalanced, and Jayce wants to step away from him. ]
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Where he'd normally jump at the large hands holding his waist, he finds himself melting into them a little. It's hard not to feel comforted by everything about Jayce, even something as decreasingly unfamiliar as his hands on Viktor's body. He feels steadied, physically and emotionally, no longer threatening to teeter over from the strength of his own staring. ]
A miracle. [ He smiles, his grip turning into a gentle cradle of Jayce's face, and leans up to kiss him.
It hadn't been planned, and Viktor is barely aware that he's doing it before he feels the curve of Jayce's smile against his lips. Just as quickly, he pulls back, face hot with a blush that neither of them can see. Viktor doesn't apologize, but he does relax his grip in case he's misread the situation, equations unbalanced, and Jayce wants to step away from him. ]