[ Viktor hums at the hand that spreads over his stomach, looking down to consider how it so easily illustrates the way Jayce physically dwarfs him. Another means of contrast between them; a large, warm star and a small, pale moon.
Allowing Jayce to guide him down to sit on the bed, Viktor admires him from this new angle that's a more extreme upshot compared to their usual height difference. It doesn't last for long, however, because Jayce folds in front of him and wraps him in an embrace that makes Viktor's chest clench with affection. His hand gravitates to Jayce's hair without a second thought, running through the brown waves and pushing them back from the side of his face lifting towards Viktor. It's easy to feel the shaking as it vibrates from Jayce's body and into Viktor's, and he can only hope it's from the anticipation. ]
Take your time. [ It's meant to both steady and permit, to let Jayce run things while he's kneeling so pretty for Viktor. He'd be more than happy to have his slacks ripped off of him in a fit of passion, brace be damned, but he knows that this means more to both of them and so their patience somehow manages to hold.
Having his foot set in Jayce's lap is somehow bolder than Viktor could have predicted, a blush heating the tips of his ears. It's a thought for another time, another night of debauchery, when they're not already wound up so tight and ready to burst. ] Focus, Jayce. I won't be touching you again so soon, or all this waiting will be for nothing.
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Allowing Jayce to guide him down to sit on the bed, Viktor admires him from this new angle that's a more extreme upshot compared to their usual height difference. It doesn't last for long, however, because Jayce folds in front of him and wraps him in an embrace that makes Viktor's chest clench with affection. His hand gravitates to Jayce's hair without a second thought, running through the brown waves and pushing them back from the side of his face lifting towards Viktor. It's easy to feel the shaking as it vibrates from Jayce's body and into Viktor's, and he can only hope it's from the anticipation. ]
Take your time. [ It's meant to both steady and permit, to let Jayce run things while he's kneeling so pretty for Viktor. He'd be more than happy to have his slacks ripped off of him in a fit of passion, brace be damned, but he knows that this means more to both of them and so their patience somehow manages to hold.
Having his foot set in Jayce's lap is somehow bolder than Viktor could have predicted, a blush heating the tips of his ears. It's a thought for another time, another night of debauchery, when they're not already wound up so tight and ready to burst. ] Focus, Jayce. I won't be touching you again so soon, or all this waiting will be for nothing.