[ when jayce's teeth flash, gap and all, a corner of his prominent canines prod out in mock shock just as he frees the second clasp leading to viktor's knee. he's fumbling with the third, his fingers feeling weak from the intense rush just moments prior. his tone is light— peppered with affectionate jesting as he tries to overcome his damned quivering, not unlike a young virgin boy riddled with excited nerves. ]
After what you did to me?
[ he's shocked. look at his face of complete, utter shock . . . (his shock is as fake as powdered wigs).
jayce could see the rush of blood to his partner's face now, a delectable splash of pink tainting his ears and the sharp dip of his cheekbones. it encourages him be a little cheeky— playful in his removal of the third clasp securing viktor's knee by raising a single hand up the inside of his leg, following the inner seams of his slacks. it glides upward, slow, tantalyzing and correlating each brush with a reaction to the slide of flesh just underneath this cursed, thin layer of fabric still between them. jayce's knead is quite insistent, hardy, stopping at the very apex of his thighs with a twitch of his fingers and a careful sigh.
his cock stirs just beneath the folds of his shirt over it. patience. of course. ]
I should torture you with affection.
[ in the future, jayce would like them to fuck with their clothes on, but that will not be their first time. this sacred moment was to go on an adventure together. ]
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After what you did to me?
[ he's shocked. look at his face of complete, utter shock . . . (his shock is as fake as powdered wigs).
jayce could see the rush of blood to his partner's face now, a delectable splash of pink tainting his ears and the sharp dip of his cheekbones. it encourages him be a little cheeky— playful in his removal of the third clasp securing viktor's knee by raising a single hand up the inside of his leg, following the inner seams of his slacks. it glides upward, slow, tantalyzing and correlating each brush with a reaction to the slide of flesh just underneath this cursed, thin layer of fabric still between them. jayce's knead is quite insistent, hardy, stopping at the very apex of his thighs with a twitch of his fingers and a careful sigh.
his cock stirs just beneath the folds of his shirt over it. patience. of course. ]
I should torture you with affection.
[ in the future, jayce would like them to fuck with their clothes on, but that will not be their first time. this sacred moment was to go on an adventure together. ]