[ The reply isn't enough; Viktor waits for Jayce to truly go back to being as still as he can, feet moving away and his breathing slowing the tiniest bit. When he's returned to a fairly neutral position—Viktor isn't cruel enough to punish him for the way his body moves automatically, the little hitches of breath and tightening of his muscles that shifts him beneath Viktor's body—he melts back into him. ]
Good boy, Jayce. [ His words puff hot air across the nipple slick with his saliva, and as if to reward Jayce, he covers it with his mouth and sinks his teeth into the surrounding skin.
Humming at the scenario Jayce's mind teased him with before they were lovers, Jayce pulls away with a quick tug of the nipple between his teeth. ] I love that you want me inside you. Did you like my hand on your neck?
[ He has a flash of vague memory as if he's done it before, but the images are too hazy and he almost doesn't recognize his own body though the perspective is through his own eyes. Strange, but he doesn't chase after the thought now—he can revisit it later when his focus isn't on the Jayce in front of him. ]
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Good boy, Jayce. [ His words puff hot air across the nipple slick with his saliva, and as if to reward Jayce, he covers it with his mouth and sinks his teeth into the surrounding skin.
Humming at the scenario Jayce's mind teased him with before they were lovers, Jayce pulls away with a quick tug of the nipple between his teeth. ] I love that you want me inside you. Did you like my hand on your neck?
[ He has a flash of vague memory as if he's done it before, but the images are too hazy and he almost doesn't recognize his own body though the perspective is through his own eyes. Strange, but he doesn't chase after the thought now—he can revisit it later when his focus isn't on the Jayce in front of him. ]