[ Viktor quirks an eyebrow up at the shifting body beneath him and lets his weight sink down more firmly. He's not worried about hurting Jayce, not when he's much lighter than him and far from touching his left leg, but holding back some does give him leverage to add more later. He'll have to be careful with his own leg, too, and make sure that he saves up enough energy to take any possibly strain that will come later. ]
Naughty. [ There's no hiding his smile, though, because he knows that the point of this is that Jayce wants it, he wants to give control up to Viktor, wants to be pinned in place, wants to be treated a little rough. Beneath it all is the fact that, if Jayce says so, Viktor will stop in a heartbeat and tend to his lover with all the care and affection in the world. ] Then I guess it's alright to focus on what I want now.
Stay. [ He speaks the command plainly with a squeeze of his hands around both of Jayce's wrists, then lets go. There's a pause where he waits to see if he'll move, testing his obedience with a patient smirk. Once he's confident that Jayce isn't moving—for now—he drags his fingertips along the lines of muscles covering Jayce's arms and then scratches his nails through the hair on his chest. With a new leverage point, Viktor leans his weight forward onto his hands where they splay across Jayce's chest as his body slides lower, hips lifting with care to avoid touching his cock at all. ] Hmm, it suits me? Tell me why.
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Naughty. [ There's no hiding his smile, though, because he knows that the point of this is that Jayce wants it, he wants to give control up to Viktor, wants to be pinned in place, wants to be treated a little rough. Beneath it all is the fact that, if Jayce says so, Viktor will stop in a heartbeat and tend to his lover with all the care and affection in the world. ] Then I guess it's alright to focus on what I want now.
Stay. [ He speaks the command plainly with a squeeze of his hands around both of Jayce's wrists, then lets go. There's a pause where he waits to see if he'll move, testing his obedience with a patient smirk. Once he's confident that Jayce isn't moving—for now—he drags his fingertips along the lines of muscles covering Jayce's arms and then scratches his nails through the hair on his chest. With a new leverage point, Viktor leans his weight forward onto his hands where they splay across Jayce's chest as his body slides lower, hips lifting with care to avoid touching his cock at all. ] Hmm, it suits me? Tell me why.