[ It's been long enough since their confessions that Viktor is starting to wonder if Jayce maybe isn't interested in sex with another man. True, they have an undeniable bond and their kissing is certainly passionate, but that didn't mean that he wanted anything... more. If that were the case, Viktor knows that he'd be happy for things to continue as they are: partners by day, and something like lovers by night. As long as nothing takes Jayce away from him, he'll be content with as much or as little as he's willing to give.
That doesn't mean that Viktor doesn't want, that he doesn't wake from dreams sweating and panting. He'd had plenty of restless nights where he's only able to sleep after satisfying his own lust, silent whimpers of Jayce's name on his quivering lips.
He tells himself that all of this is enough, and if Jayce ever wants less... No, it just doesn't feel possible. Their souls are inextricably entwined with the cosmos, a fact that feels proven by their shared memories and strange color blindness.
Smiling at Jayce, Viktor pulls him close for another kiss before heading for the door. ]
Then they see us.
[ He means it to be nonchalant, but it's also the truth. He doesn't care who sees him with Jayce—if merely being around him is a crime, then throw him in jail. Luckily for the authorities, no one spots them when they sneak into the kitchen to grab sandwich makings and fruit, and no one sees them taking their horses out on a now familiar route. It feels like no time at all before they're back in their meadow, lounging on a blanket and watching the sunset over the trees. ]
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That doesn't mean that Viktor doesn't want, that he doesn't wake from dreams sweating and panting. He'd had plenty of restless nights where he's only able to sleep after satisfying his own lust, silent whimpers of Jayce's name on his quivering lips.
He tells himself that all of this is enough, and if Jayce ever wants less... No, it just doesn't feel possible. Their souls are inextricably entwined with the cosmos, a fact that feels proven by their shared memories and strange color blindness.
Smiling at Jayce, Viktor pulls him close for another kiss before heading for the door. ]
Then they see us.
[ He means it to be nonchalant, but it's also the truth. He doesn't care who sees him with Jayce—if merely being around him is a crime, then throw him in jail. Luckily for the authorities, no one spots them when they sneak into the kitchen to grab sandwich makings and fruit, and no one sees them taking their horses out on a now familiar route. It feels like no time at all before they're back in their meadow, lounging on a blanket and watching the sunset over the trees. ]