[ Oh, that whimper is divine, quickly bookmarked to return to later so Viktor can draw more of those sounds from Jayce's plush lips. For now, he smooths his hand back down the side of Jayce's face, cupping his jaw and running this thumb over the curls of his beard. They need to talk about the fact that they're seeing color, too, and Viktor wonders—hopes—that soon he might get to soak up the rest of Jayce's coloring, too. ]
You— [ He laughs at that, not unkindly but certainly surprised. The timing is impeccable, even if Viktor had perhaps jumped the gun, so to speak. ] Well, I shouldn't rob you of that, if you'd still like to.
[ Tilting his head to the side, he runs his hand back through Jayce's hair to push it from where it had fallen into his face amidst all the passion. Viktor can't get over how handsome he is, how perfectly unique and yet totally familiar he is in Viktor's eyes. ]
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You— [ He laughs at that, not unkindly but certainly surprised. The timing is impeccable, even if Viktor had perhaps jumped the gun, so to speak. ] Well, I shouldn't rob you of that, if you'd still like to.
[ Tilting his head to the side, he runs his hand back through Jayce's hair to push it from where it had fallen into his face amidst all the passion. Viktor can't get over how handsome he is, how perfectly unique and yet totally familiar he is in Viktor's eyes. ]
Seems we had the same unnecessary worry.