[ with each guided touch comes a sensibilized puff from jayce over the symphony of his moans in steady beats to the shove of his cock within viktor. he does not dare take for granted what is being offered to him, his fingers giving desperate, pawing fondles at viktor's abdomen and face. his index and middle finger slot under viktor's earlobe and he may or may not be tugged down, with every rise and fall on his cock, to come closer to his face. it makes him feral, that he is without his kisses, or his breaths hot against his cheek, or his lips for him to chase, bite and keep the snagged between his teeth— he's wished for everything those lips gave him.
when the bloodflow to his brain is resticted, jayce's back cranes like a slope to expose the soft meat of his neck— and accidentally raises his hips to meet viktor's submergence. he doesn't think, only feels, growing greedy and starved for his partner to the delectable point of jayce slipping from control. ]
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when the bloodflow to his brain is resticted, jayce's back cranes like a slope to expose the soft meat of his neck— and accidentally raises his hips to meet viktor's submergence. he doesn't think, only feels, growing greedy and starved for his partner to the delectable point of jayce slipping from control. ]
Fuck—