[ Jayce filling him takes minutes, hours, eons. It feels like Viktor has been waiting lifetimes for it, and perhaps he has. Of all the memories he's had, never has there been one of intimacy like this. He'd always chalked it up to everything he's seen being triggered by something similar in the moment, but it still struck him as strange.
In all timelines, in all possibilities... only you.
But never like this.
The slow slide pushes all the air out of Viktor's lungs, his lips falling open in a silent gasp. Jayce is big—unsurprisingly so considering his size, his height—and Viktor had hungered for it as much as he'd prepared for the stretch. Erection flagging, he finally manages to catch his breath with a hitch and starts panting for air as he wills himself to relax around the intrusion. It's not a breach, it's a connection, it's becoming whole for the first time. Jayce bottoms out, his hips tight against Viktor's, and it's a puzzle piece slotting perfectly into place. ]
J-Jayce. [ His tongue his dry and heavy in his mouth, accent thicker than ever as he calls for his lover. Viktor's hands grasp for something, searching for a piece of Jayce that's close enough to sink his fingers into, to draw the rest of him closer to match below. Fingernails drag down flexing back muscles as he finds purchase holding the backs of his shoulders. ] Fuck me, love, please.
no subject
In all timelines, in all possibilities... only you.
But never like this.
The slow slide pushes all the air out of Viktor's lungs, his lips falling open in a silent gasp. Jayce is big—unsurprisingly so considering his size, his height—and Viktor had hungered for it as much as he'd prepared for the stretch. Erection flagging, he finally manages to catch his breath with a hitch and starts panting for air as he wills himself to relax around the intrusion. It's not a breach, it's a connection, it's becoming whole for the first time. Jayce bottoms out, his hips tight against Viktor's, and it's a puzzle piece slotting perfectly into place. ]
J-Jayce. [ His tongue his dry and heavy in his mouth, accent thicker than ever as he calls for his lover. Viktor's hands grasp for something, searching for a piece of Jayce that's close enough to sink his fingers into, to draw the rest of him closer to match below. Fingernails drag down flexing back muscles as he finds purchase holding the backs of his shoulders. ] Fuck me, love, please.