[ jayce's sensitivity reacts, jolting his frame for the briefest of moments as he yelps at his cock being squeezed between them. any type of friction now would mean a leak, espexially by the way it pulses under viktor's belly every so often. ah . . . he's so done for. being cared for, despite the power play at hand is exactly jayce's point. his brows pinch in that way it does before he says i love you, whether it be those exact words or others, when he wants to express his heart to viktor. with his head now propped up by a pillow, he looks to viktor's mouth, ravenously, before finding his eyes again. he's so damn beautiful splayed across him and he's not allowed to touch! ]

L-like you know— what I need, before I say it. You take the reins in— such a caring way, that . . .

[ jayce is subtly shivering from head to toe. a mess before viktor has truly done something. the pretty blush on his face is taking him out. ]

It's— It's not about power, with you— It's about you understanding me. In a way— no one can.

[ he's going to burst into a million pieces. he's going to see the stars and yet he's so farreom that, even though he's looking at a climax through a foggy glass door. ]

That's why, I trust you, and why you're more than suited, for this.