[ Jayce is cute, a puppy eager to lick and kiss and give in to the heat of the moment. It makes Viktor curious how far he'd go to obey, but that's something to test another night, a hypothesis for a time when he's not totally enraptured with his love, his partner, his fiancé. Even if they're absolutely filthy and getting ready for more, they're making love tonight since it's their first time together, exploring each other's bodies and figuring out how they fit together. Not that it takes much effort, when it's as easy as breathing to touch Jayce and be touched by him. ]

Well, then, we should posit a number. [ He grins as Jayce drags him closer, leg thrown over his hip and the heel of his foot digging into the meat of his partner's ass. ] If we're establishing a baseline together, we should know the number of rounds we think we can last. Are we counting coming dry as an acceptable result?

[ Kissing back eagerly, he smiles against Jayce's lips and chuckles when their teeth clash together. This is something he's always wanted, an intellectual partner as well as a physical one, someone he can quip with and not be called cold or calloused. ]

And I you, love. We'll set the date in the morning.