[ Stillness overtakes Viktor as he focuses all his strength on controlling his pleasure and willing himself not to cave to Jayce so easily. It would be so easy for him to roll over and let his partner fuck them to completion, the joy of connecting again and being wrapped in each other's arms. But Jayce issues a challenge, and after he had made such passionate, perfect love to Viktor, he owes it to his partner to see this through and give him the fantasy he'd been vulnerable enough to share in the first place.

Viktor would do anything for Jayce Talis, build or destroy for him, and the least of it is pushing the meat of his palm down on his throat. He knows human anatomy well enough to be aware of where to press to constrict air or blood flow without risking lasting damage, just enough to thrill Jayce with the sensation of being deprived of vital sustenance. ]

Such a wanton creature. [ It's said with obvious affection, honey dripping from each word to contrast the venom in his fingertips that dig into the pulse point at Jayce's neck. ] How should I tame a stallion who craves his punishment?

[ Lips curling into a smirk to mirror his lover's, Viktor moves the hand that had steadied him against Jayce's chest and wraps slender fingers around his own cock. He gives a few slow strokes, humming as his hips twitch against Jayce's stomach. This isn't how he wants to finish, but the threat of it might be motivating enough. ] Maybe I'll just have to put you away wet tonight.