[ a kiss so sweet and brief that jayce goes chasing after viktor when he parts to speak, and halts his pursuit when he hears it.
his turn.
jayce feels abashed in the sense that he feels too old for this— this giddy eagerness you're more likely to find in horny teenagers. but that isn't to say he doesn't like it, pulling his lips wide as he dips his head sideways in mock disappointment.
keeps him on the edge of his seat in the grass, and giving more anticipation for their audience of stars, crickets and croaking frogs. jayce seeks out as little as two of viktor's fingers to pinch between his index finger and thumb, rubbing over it like he would a crystal gem. ]
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his turn.
jayce feels abashed in the sense that he feels too old for this— this giddy eagerness you're more likely to find in horny teenagers. but that isn't to say he doesn't like it, pulling his lips wide as he dips his head sideways in mock disappointment.
keeps him on the edge of his seat in the grass, and giving more anticipation for their audience of stars, crickets and croaking frogs. jayce seeks out as little as two of viktor's fingers to pinch between his index finger and thumb, rubbing over it like he would a crystal gem. ]
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