It's an unusual thing, more often running laps in moments of surprise rather than shutting down completely. There's no sense to what's happening, though, nothing that can be deduced. Jayce hadn't kissed him before, and now he was kissing him like his life depended on it. It felt like Jayce had been struggling through the desert and Viktor was the oasis' water, disappearing into his lips. He couldn't breathe, could barely move from the shock, and there was a real threat of passing out from lack of air.
His body saves him, stuttering into action now that his mind is stupefied. Breathing through his nose, his lips move against Jayce's and part to invite him to delve deeper. His cane is once again left to drop as he lifts both arms and wraps them around Jayce's torso, holding himself steady and Jayce close. He wants to sink his fingers into Jayce's hair—has wanted to for longer than he cares to admit—but trapped as he is now, he settles for this, for splaying his hands low at the curve of Jayce's back to pull him tighter against Viktor's body.
There's nothing to say, for once. No emotions to explain or equations to work through. All there is in the moment is the feeling that he's wanted this for eons, and now that he has it, nothing in the cosmos is going to stop him from kissing Jayce and being kissed by Jayce. ]
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It's an unusual thing, more often running laps in moments of surprise rather than shutting down completely. There's no sense to what's happening, though, nothing that can be deduced. Jayce hadn't kissed him before, and now he was kissing him like his life depended on it. It felt like Jayce had been struggling through the desert and Viktor was the oasis' water, disappearing into his lips. He couldn't breathe, could barely move from the shock, and there was a real threat of passing out from lack of air.
His body saves him, stuttering into action now that his mind is stupefied. Breathing through his nose, his lips move against Jayce's and part to invite him to delve deeper. His cane is once again left to drop as he lifts both arms and wraps them around Jayce's torso, holding himself steady and Jayce close. He wants to sink his fingers into Jayce's hair—has wanted to for longer than he cares to admit—but trapped as he is now, he settles for this, for splaying his hands low at the curve of Jayce's back to pull him tighter against Viktor's body.
There's nothing to say, for once. No emotions to explain or equations to work through. All there is in the moment is the feeling that he's wanted this for eons, and now that he has it, nothing in the cosmos is going to stop him from kissing Jayce and being kissed by Jayce. ]