[ Oh— jayce feels his stomach drop like leaping over cross rails on horseback would cause. his eyes go owlishly wide and as he feels the pressure being pinned to his wrist, his smile goes absolutely sloppy fir viktor, some of his bangs falling over his brow and beyond. not an ounce of regret in him as he feels such long, slender fingers constrict around bone (and should he consider— acting out of line a little more, just to see what viktor would do? oh he is a depraved little monster, like this). ]
Th-that was the truth, Love, [ his torso wiggles under the compact casing of viktor's weight over his stomach, and the pressure it causes on his cock. jayce swallows tight to add, in a match of absolute freak between the two: ] I'm getting what I want. This, [ the restraint, the freedom and the command he could have over him is blindingly racy. his pelvis contracts beneath viktor, angles but dispairs eagerly under the seductive weight of restriction, his voice a cracking mirror of his feelings and greed for even more lechery, soft and breathless and at viktor's heel. ] suits you.
no subject
Th-that was the truth, Love, [ his torso wiggles under the compact casing of viktor's weight over his stomach, and the pressure it causes on his cock. jayce swallows tight to add, in a match of absolute freak between the two: ] I'm getting what I want. This, [ the restraint, the freedom and the command he could have over him is blindingly racy. his pelvis contracts beneath viktor, angles but dispairs eagerly under the seductive weight of restriction, his voice a cracking mirror of his feelings and greed for even more lechery, soft and breathless and at viktor's heel. ] suits you.