[ Jayce rolls over like the good boy he is, and Viktor's hand smooths down from his shoulder where he'd pushed to trace the curve of a pectoral, the middle line of his stomach. Here and there he finds scars that he hadn't had the time (or perspective) to notice before, some of them darker than the surrounding skin while others are lighter. Jayce's body is a tapestry of the story of his life, and Viktor is eager to learn each thread and dye.

Letting Jayce chase after a kiss for a moment before relenting and leaning closer, Viktor licks into his pleading mouth. The thought is humorous, considering it fails to meet the requirements for an actual experiment, but he's also aware that it's not a real scientific endeavor. The point is to be together, feel their deep connection in a new and addicting way, and know they have the freedom to pick up where they left off another time. ]

Very well, I'll go easy on you this time. [ He bites on Jayce's lower lip, tugging on it with grinning lips. ] But I will be revisiting this experiment in the future and expect cooperation from my lab partner.