[ viktor didn't even need to try. the sequence of words makes jayce's entire frame jitter. oh, fuck, he moans, leaving another nip that skates into a slippery, harsh glide of his tongue starting at the dip of viktor's stones and ascends to beautiful patch of his perineum. jayce's lift becomes more fervent, his jaws left slack as his tongue drags up the shaft to the head, his own ass clenching behind him in a needy scour for friction. viktor has been thinking about it, just as he had. viktor wanted him, inside of him— by the time he's reached the cock's head again, jayce lifts himself off his belly and sits splayed on his knees, his painfully swollen erection bobbing along with his full-mouth descent on viktor's cock. he lets instinct take the wheel for this, his tongue a crazy as he quavers up and down on his partner's length, up and down—
viktor wants him inside— jayce feverishly complies and loves every bit of the desire, and fuck if he wouldn't be equally eager if it was the other way around. with one arm stripped from the loop around viktor's leg, jayce tends to grope the rest of his body with heavier palms. they don't hurt, but jayce indeed squeezes up to the limits of pleasure, releasing his maddening exploration when viktor's whine goes to high. he wants, he wants, he wants to meld with him, explode with him, crawl into his skin and make his home within him, he wanted to be closer than their physical bodies could even provide, but maybe . . . definitely, they could get close. satisfyingly close.
jayce's pawing leads him lower, his breaths heavy puffs, breaking from sucking his cock to careen his back, lean inward and push a kiss onto viktor's lips, matching his want, responding with guilty approval and needy whispers in between pops and dank smacks. ]
Please— Viktor, I've dreamed of it— [ he's left his lover's cock absolutely soaked, swiping his thumb over the soft head and twisting his wrist downward, to make due with his saliva's silky, temporary aid— and brushing his fingertips at the button of his entryway.
jayce gulps, shivers at the burning heat surrounding viktor's entrance. he doesn't completely retreat, but he does hover, adjust his positioning now to align with viktor's torso, cradling his head. he doesn't . . . want to hurt him. at all. he'd finger him until all he'd feel once he was inside was absolute ecstasy. this breathless, panting pause between their rising chests and jayce's signature hazel doe eyes seek approval to begin. even his fingers were . . . so large in comparison, jayce knows he has to strangle his ardor. not yet.]
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viktor wants him inside— jayce feverishly complies and loves every bit of the desire, and fuck if he wouldn't be equally eager if it was the other way around. with one arm stripped from the loop around viktor's leg, jayce tends to grope the rest of his body with heavier palms. they don't hurt, but jayce indeed squeezes up to the limits of pleasure, releasing his maddening exploration when viktor's whine goes to high. he wants, he wants, he wants to meld with him, explode with him, crawl into his skin and make his home within him, he wanted to be closer than their physical bodies could even provide, but maybe . . . definitely, they could get close. satisfyingly close.
jayce's pawing leads him lower, his breaths heavy puffs, breaking from sucking his cock to careen his back, lean inward and push a kiss onto viktor's lips, matching his want, responding with guilty approval and needy whispers in between pops and dank smacks. ]
Please— Viktor, I've dreamed of it— [ he's left his lover's cock absolutely soaked, swiping his thumb over the soft head and twisting his wrist downward, to make due with his saliva's silky, temporary aid— and brushing his fingertips at the button of his entryway.
jayce gulps, shivers at the burning heat surrounding viktor's entrance. he doesn't completely retreat, but he does hover, adjust his positioning now to align with viktor's torso, cradling his head. he doesn't . . . want to hurt him. at all. he'd finger him until all he'd feel once he was inside was absolute ecstasy. this breathless, panting pause between their rising chests and jayce's signature hazel doe eyes seek approval to begin. even his fingers were . . . so large in comparison, jayce knows he has to strangle his ardor. not yet.]
Can I—?