[ The first drag of hips is a knife, cutting away his body and bearing his soul. The next is a hammer, driving Jayce home inside of him like a keystone to his being, something so essential to his existence that Viktor doesn't know how he lived without it for so long. Jayce fucks him like he's molten metal drawn from his forge, molding him with a pace that's steady and strong and rhythmic, math translated through the language of music.
Jayce presses against his hair, breathing him in, and Viktor nuzzles against him in response. He wants to touch everywhere, wants every sense full of Jayce in his moment. Ducking his head down, he licks a wet line up the side of Jayce's neck and bites at the lobe of his ear, panting against flushed skin. He moans words of encouragement against his ear, praising his lover, always whispering his name with reverence often saved for a god. Jayce is his god, this bed their church, sex their ritual of worship. ]
Harder. [ Now that he's used to the stretch of the length inside him, he tilts his hips in search of the angle that will send him to the stars. His hands trail down Jayce's back, nails dragging to raise fine lines in their wake, until he can grab he meat of his ass like he might be able to drag him deeper inside. The mixture of carnal passion and sweet endearments makes his chest ache along with his cock, all of him eager for more, more, more. ]
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Jayce presses against his hair, breathing him in, and Viktor nuzzles against him in response. He wants to touch everywhere, wants every sense full of Jayce in his moment. Ducking his head down, he licks a wet line up the side of Jayce's neck and bites at the lobe of his ear, panting against flushed skin. He moans words of encouragement against his ear, praising his lover, always whispering his name with reverence often saved for a god. Jayce is his god, this bed their church, sex their ritual of worship. ]
Harder. [ Now that he's used to the stretch of the length inside him, he tilts his hips in search of the angle that will send him to the stars. His hands trail down Jayce's back, nails dragging to raise fine lines in their wake, until he can grab he meat of his ass like he might be able to drag him deeper inside. The mixture of carnal passion and sweet endearments makes his chest ache along with his cock, all of him eager for more, more, more. ]