[ jayce knows he's never had so much love lathed on him and never will again if he's apart from viktor. kisses, names, words and caresses fill him up with an overwhelming happiness. it's no wonder he has so many wrinkles at his age, with the amount of expression he bears no matter the moment: this time, his eyebrows curve for a different reason. rather than worry that scrunches them up, it is an awed flavor of loving disbelief. he doesn't even know what to say, his lips apart but no words upon them. ]
I . . . [ he hopes it doesn't come to that, but— jayce, still fumbling with his words, traces a line down viktor's prominent cheekbones, down to his chin, where he can rest his index and thumb between flesh. the gap closes, to be rewarded with a tight smile and wet eyes. to be so loved was a blessing. to be tangled in limbs and musks and the sweet, sticky result of that love was . . . beyond words. ] I swear to make you the happiest man that could exist.
[ Viktor has had so much love to give and never the right person to lavish it upon. He never considered himself romantic, nor even all that interested in love to begin with. Perhaps it was a subconscious awareness that he was waiting for his soulmate, that there was no use trying with anyone other than Jayce. How could another compare to the man he shared another life with? The one that made him see color and feel like starlight ran in his veins? At times, Viktor feels like he can't even begin to return the love he feels tenfold when he's with Jayce, wrapped up in his care and passion.
Smiling at how gently fingers run across his face, reverent, he leans in to kiss at the wetness in the corners of Jayce's eyes. ] You already have, Jayce. Even when I was foolishly pining for you, every second was better than all the years before.
[ jayce cannot contain his need to kiss the dark bow of viktor's lips, a chaste press that is shortened only for him to speak between their mouths, a secret he's told no one. ]
You have no idea . . . How much better it was, for me.
[ jayce had dark times that sat on the headers of his previous journal entries and his rigid, unfriendly appearance at first glance on this property. he remembered starting his labor here laser focused and irritable, thinking the "young master" was nothing more than a snobby brat. oh, how he was wrong. he was no brat— viktor was a beauty. he was no snob— he was humble and brilliant. ]
You showed me how much life is still worth living.
[ Returning the kiss, keeping it chaste but by no means devoid of love, Viktor nuzzles his face against Jayce's jaw. He wants to burrow into him and never leave, to make a home out of his heart and live there in the quiet warmth of their love. Perhaps it's cold of him to say that he'd forsake his family and all that he knows, but for Jayce, it would be a small price to pay in comparison to the agony of losing him.
The confession makes him pull away enough that he can look up and into Jayce's eyes, those mossy wells of intellect and humor. Maybe he's reading into the words farther than he should, but they prompt him to lift a hand and smooth the hair back from Jayce's face. ]
[ viktor has jayce's undivided attention, his mind open and his eyes probing. it is— quite a gloomy post-coital topic to edge into as they laze and around and bask in each other's cum after something so blissful, but at least, jayce isn't falling into a hole. he looks— at ease. open and ready to exchange small affections as they're being given. a little rub against the lobes of his ears, kneading fingers crawling behind viktor's neck, massaging the base of his scalp.
viktor gives him calm. ]
I guess it's not the first time you save me, is it?
[ it's a little weird, as it always has been when they come, but— it makes jayce snort in a chuckle. he felt so young in that memory, embarrassingly angry only because he didn't know what to do, hadn't expected company when he was teetering on a ledge. viktor was pretty young, too— snappy little tongue, softspoken and a way with words.
he'd been waiting for him all along, and jayce's big hazel pools can only glisten with a vast, endless gratitude as he presses his lips to the mole under his eye. ]
[ It's still unnerving to discover new bits of knowledge, old memories resurfacing like shells on the beach revealed by the slow erosion of waves. Jayce stands on a precipice, looking out over a city Viktor only knows through flashes like this. He looks like a breeze could push him over the edge, feet ready to tip him forward if not for Viktor's interruption.
He doesn't dwell on the image, pulling himself back forcefully to the present where Jayce is safe and sound in his arms. Humming under the little affections lavished upon him, Viktor steals another kiss. ]
I'll always fight for you.
[ Sighing softly, he tucks his face against Jayce's neck and presses gentle kisses to the lovebite he'd left earlier. He's debating within himself if he should explain that he'd meant he knows not because of the memory, but because of his own experiences in this lifetime. It's a grim subject, though, so he tucks it away to share some other time when he doesn't have so much skin to discover. ]
[ jayce's gratitude comes in presses and perfect nuzzles. he has no idea— but he would talk with him all night if he did. share in the worst of each other just as mu h as their best, because why else would they be together? he too, would fight for him. kill for him. do . . . unspeakable things for him.
but they had the sweetest of explorations and delights to still indulge in. present matters that mattered the world for each other. jayce cradles and pecks at the side of viktor's exposed cheek to him, shivering at the touch to his raw bite and thinking: he's going to love seeing it in the mirror, just like the prize of scratches on his back. ]
[ Viktor basks in the way Jayce makes soft noises and shivers gently beneath his touches. It's so empowering to know he has this effect on a man as big and strong as Jayce, the kind of power that he would never abuse. He vows to only ever use this precious knowledge for good, for spoiling his partner and making him feel like the most loved man in history.
Groaning a little at the thought of leaving the nest they've built, Viktor hooks a leg over Jayce as if that would be enough to stop him from moving. It's a good idea, unfortunately, and it doesn't mean that their fun is over for the night. ]
Only if we take a bath. I don't think I could stand for long.
[ jayce laughs, low and rocking with viktor's body, wrapping his arms at his hiked leg, his back, and handling him with a quicker tug to surprise him a kiss to his neck. ]
The only possibility I'd take.
[ after all this? his leg was a wobbily wreck, and it wasn't something quick he wanted to get through, either. he wanted to relax with his love, sit there in warm water and share the suds with him for the first time. everything, cherished. it was going to be another fun activity he was looking forward to.
gently, jayce begins to move, and guides viktor with him. ]
I'll make it worthwile.
[ they may have to alternative their steps to support each other, though. they have big brains. it should be fine. ]
[ As much as he wants to fight the movement, Viktor allows Jayce to begin peeling them away from the bed. Rolling towards the edge makes him realize just how filthy he is, and as he stretches his legs out in front of him, he fears for the future of the blanket they'd lain on. ]
We might need to change the bed, too. [ Standing and focusing all of his weight and balance onto his left leg, he feels the mess left inside him start to leak down the insides of his thighs. It makes him shiver, the sensation not unpleasant but leaving him colder than before. ] I hope the bath is big enough for us both.
[ might? jayce murmurs, in good humor as he slides behind viktor arms around his waist before scooting over to his side, weight on his right leg. he'll wait for viktor to take a step, steady himself on his arm like he would his crutch, before jayce did the same.
anything still leaking out of his softened cock is dribbling between his legs, now, and anything on his stomach beads down his abdomen and follows the curve of his leg. maybe the floor might need a wipe too, once they're done with it. ]
You'll fit just fine in front of me.
[ jayce, on the other hand, might need to squeeze, but it's a small price to pay for sanctuary . . ]
[ They slot together as easily as always despite the height difference, Viktor with an arm around Jayce leaning into him. It's funny how they mirror each other, one working left leg and right leg between them. There's no rush for the bath, either, so they can take their time swaying across the floor.
Once they reach the bathroom, Viktor parts from Jayce so he can perch on the edge of the tub, sitting out of the way to let his partner make whatever preparations he finds necessary. Steam begins to warm him and settle on his skin as the tub fills, and at least one benefit of sharing the small space is they won't have to fill it to the brim. ]
Will you stay with me in my chambers some nights? [ It's a random thought, but he can't help imagining what they'd get up to in his larger bathroom. ] Or are we sequestering ourselves here?
[ jayce hobbles around the fairly small space to grab the perfect things for another perfect moment: the best of his wash products, which, isn't exactly a lot, but it's what he has of the best that he'd wish to share. soap, more oils, spices and things his mother had sent him when he started writing to her about his heart— she wanted him smelling good for viktor. the bottle he tips into the tub already starts creating some scented foams that would treat them well, but . . . he may have put in too much? comically? truth be told, jayce has never used this before.
just as jayce levels himself with the tub's inside and steps within it (clutching the sides, right then left), he lowers into the filling water and sighs at the heat. immediately, he's making room for viktor, bending and spreading his legs to save a spot just for him. the question gsts his brows to raise high and his teeth to flash ungil his cheeks rounded like rosey apples. ]
I was going to surprise you soon. [ but at least they're on the same page. ] It sounds exciting.
[ Watching Jayce busy himself here reminds Viktor of how he works in the stables, managing several tasks at once and yet fulfilling them all with care. He's such a gentle soul, at his core, something sweet and soft beneath his rugged exterior. Viktor feels like to get to see that side of him, to have cracked the shell so he could experience the warmth underneath it.
He lets Jayce bask for a moment before standing to join him, very carefully stepping between his spread legs. There's some temptation to sit down facing him, legs draped over his hips, but ultimately he settles down with his back to Jayce's chest. The fit is tight, but it's warmth and smell incredible. Viktor thinks the water looks a little pink. ]
Surprise me? With what? Is it too late to pretend I don't know you're planning something?
[ okay, that's more bubbles than he was expecting, and luckily they could shut the water off soon. there's enough soap in here to last a few days. please don't laugh at him.
jayce adjusts his hips and arms until viktor is snug between them. his knees pop out from the water's foamy surface, but the rest is easily submerged and ready to soak. jayce has been waiting eagerly for this moment, too—
there will always be something romantic and intimate about baths that he can finally have with viktor— see his skin with new perspective and care for it like he's always wanted to. jayce takes the time to gently rub at viktor's shoulders, careful with his bite, thumbing at a new mole he's found on his back in line with his spine, ]
We can pretend you never asked me to stay in your quarters, [ he rests his chin on the unmarked side and murmurs close to his ear, ] and maybe I'll just show up.
Melting back against Jayce's strong chest, he closes his eyes briefly and soaks in the warmth of his partner and the water and the moment. It's so easy to imagine living the rest of his life like this, spending the day caring for the horses with Jayce and working on innovations together, then making love at night and ending in domestic bliss. It's something he never thought about wanting, but now that he has the very real possibility at his fingertips, he reaches for it hungrily. ]
How bold. [ He chuckles, reaching up for one of Jayce's hands at his neck and pulling it down so they can lace their fingers together and rest it on a thigh. ] I can't wait to see if you come through the door or a window.
[ with fingers slotted between the spaces of viktor's hand, jayce squeezes the top of it, nearly engulfed just like viktor's back was with, his blunt nails scratching at his chest in easygoing contentment. he's hardly ever thought about the domestic life in the past. it felt monotonous and had so little to offer him.
now? it's what he thinks about every damn day like he required it to live. the day he stops pampering viktor with his breathing, and his kisses down his slippery neck is the day he'd be dead. ]
Now you'll just have to. [ wait, that is, allowing the air of teasing him with low hanging fruit to stir with the warmth surrounding them. would the window surprise him the most? or was it so farfetched that it was plausible, and thus the door would be more of a surprise? he'll have to gauge the reaction . . . ] I'll get you when you'd least expect it.
[ Their hands together gives Viktor a moment to revel in the difference in their sizes, his long and slender, Jayce's thick and strong. They were both hands that could create so much, too, Jayce able to make delicate things like the iron horse he'd gifted Viktor with his proposal. He imagines them adorned with rings and wonders if Jayce will let him pick his out, if they can exchange them equally rather than what was often tradition of the husband choosing both.
With two husbands, they should be allowed to break tradition. ]
Oh no, how scary. My fiancé sneaking into my room to ravish me? Call in the guards.
[ He says it deadpan, obviously sarcastic because... well, it's thrilling in ways that stir the embers smoldering low in his belly. Letting his eyes droop, he rests his head back against Jayce's wide shoulder. ]
[ jayce chortles, lazy and sweetened by the joke's delivery. you can never go wrong with viktor's humor, soon laying back against the tub's casing and angling his chest so that it's at a soothing angle for viktor. jayce opens his hand, but to press every pad against the thin contrast on viktor's fingers so they can observe even more the size difference between them. sexy, actually . . .
pleasingly distracted, jayce doesn't pay much mind to how "personal" this question could be, almost immediately replying with: ]
Fire away.
[ his head is rested on viktor's, and his eyes trail up and down their fingers, accompanying the push and pull they apply while playing with each other. ]
[ Their hands flexing and stretching, held together one moment and then splayed on top of each other the next, reminds him of blinding white flashes and a kaleidoscope of colors. He doesn't chase the memory for now, content to stay in the moment and make the new memory instead.
Humming happily when Jayce rests against him, Viktor turns enough so that he can press a kiss to the side of his neck. This easy, chaste intimacy is as addicting at the passionate heat they'd shared in bed—he's coming to terms with the fact that Jayce himself is the drug of choice. ]
I almost asked earlier, when you said you'd like me to fuck you. [ Jayce, brilliant as he is, might see where this is going. ] Have you ever been? Or done it yourself?
—Oh, [ well, now he knows where this is going. jayce can't be embarrassed about this now, so maybe . . . it cluld be something very happily shared. once within his extreme privacy, jayce extends it just as he extends his warmth at this time. relishing in these little expressions of affection just brings them closer and closer together. ]
I've never been, but, [ viktor may have noticed his oil— it hadn't been just for viktor, since he couldn't have been so prepared when he'd been previously adamant to wait for their marriage. it's just . . . naturally . . . making him flush deeper than the hot steam of their bath. ] I've . . . Been exploring myself.
[ jayce's hands, while still gentle in viktor's hand and kneading at his hip, it may have gotten a bit heavier. ]
[ Viktor is patient while Jayce finds his words, understanding that it's probably embarrassing even if they'd just done... well, so much more than talking about prior experiences.
It's no surprise that he hasn't been fucked before, given that he'd already said his only experience was with a woman—Viktor doesn't discount the option existing, just knows that it can't be very common. What does come as a pleasant shock is the idea that he's been doing it himself while thinking about Viktor. ]
You wonderous man. [ He presses a smile to Jayce's throat, kissing a little higher up towards his pulse point. ] Do you like how it feels? Have you only tried fingers, or something else?
[ the pulse on jayce's neck becomes more apparent when it's pressing into viktor's lips, the weight falling as jayce dips his head, nods to answer how pleasure had hooked into him with the vibration of his hum low and rooted. his hands, meanwhile leisurely waft lower in the water, from viktor's arms to the subtle basin of his hips, then the tops of his thighs— ]
Just fingers, [ he rubs, up and down where he sits his hands, a slow, deliberate stroking motion, ] it's . . . great, but it could be better. It could be with you.
[ Fully aware of Jayce's wandering hands and quickening pulse, Viktor moves his own up and behind him, one cupping the back of Jayce's neck while the other sinks into his hair. His legs fall farther apart, pressing against Jayce's and the sides of the tub as he shifts his hips slightly lower. It's a stretch, but it feels good to not let his body get too stiff from relaxation. ]
How many? [ He tugs on Jayce's hair to bring him close enough to kiss his lips, sideways and sloppy as it is. ] I wouldn't want to hurt you by being too ambitious the first time.
[ jayce curves further into viktor, his kiss welcomed as a starting mess. another refractory period conquered— and their studies were still ongoing, weren't they? they're still two orgasms each. that's pretty far from ten.
but this might help. as jayce melts into his love's lips, his hand slips even further down the inner curv of his thigh, rising to the path os his groin and only getting there with a slow, anticipating journey. ]
Just one. Two . . . Three at most.
[ light fingertips go heavier the closer he gets, pauses, and then continues to rise until he's cupped all of viktor, balls and cock. ]
But that's all I'd need to take you to heaven and back. [ with the bust of carnal lust for each other satiated, jayce could focus on this— more exploration, sharing. more kisses to viktor's neck and a soothing drawl to his mouth, his chin, and his cheeks. ] As many times as you'd want.
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I . . . [ he hopes it doesn't come to that, but— jayce, still fumbling with his words, traces a line down viktor's prominent cheekbones, down to his chin, where he can rest his index and thumb between flesh. the gap closes, to be rewarded with a tight smile and wet eyes. to be so loved was a blessing. to be tangled in limbs and musks and the sweet, sticky result of that love was . . . beyond words. ] I swear to make you the happiest man that could exist.
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Smiling at how gently fingers run across his face, reverent, he leans in to kiss at the wetness in the corners of Jayce's eyes. ] You already have, Jayce. Even when I was foolishly pining for you, every second was better than all the years before.
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You have no idea . . . How much better it was, for me.
[ jayce had dark times that sat on the headers of his previous journal entries and his rigid, unfriendly appearance at first glance on this property. he remembered starting his labor here laser focused and irritable, thinking the "young master" was nothing more than a snobby brat. oh, how he was wrong. he was no brat— viktor was a beauty. he was no snob— he was humble and brilliant. ]
You showed me how much life is still worth living.
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The confession makes him pull away enough that he can look up and into Jayce's eyes, those mossy wells of intellect and humor. Maybe he's reading into the words farther than he should, but they prompt him to lift a hand and smooth the hair back from Jayce's face. ]
I... think I know what you mean.
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[ viktor has jayce's undivided attention, his mind open and his eyes probing. it is— quite a gloomy post-coital topic to edge into as they laze and around and bask in each other's cum after something so blissful, but at least, jayce isn't falling into a hole. he looks— at ease. open and ready to exchange small affections as they're being given. a little rub against the lobes of his ears, kneading fingers crawling behind viktor's neck, massaging the base of his scalp.
viktor gives him calm. ]
I guess it's not the first time you save me, is it?
[ it's a little weird, as it always has been when they come, but— it makes jayce snort in a chuckle. he felt so young in that memory, embarrassingly angry only because he didn't know what to do, hadn't expected company when he was teetering on a ledge. viktor was pretty young, too— snappy little tongue, softspoken and a way with words.
he'd been waiting for him all along, and jayce's big hazel pools can only glisten with a vast, endless gratitude as he presses his lips to the mole under his eye. ]
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He doesn't dwell on the image, pulling himself back forcefully to the present where Jayce is safe and sound in his arms. Humming under the little affections lavished upon him, Viktor steals another kiss. ]
I'll always fight for you.
[ Sighing softly, he tucks his face against Jayce's neck and presses gentle kisses to the lovebite he'd left earlier. He's debating within himself if he should explain that he'd meant he knows not because of the memory, but because of his own experiences in this lifetime. It's a grim subject, though, so he tucks it away to share some other time when he doesn't have so much skin to discover. ]
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but they had the sweetest of explorations and delights to still indulge in. present matters that mattered the world for each other. jayce cradles and pecks at the side of viktor's exposed cheek to him, shivering at the touch to his raw bite and thinking: he's going to love seeing it in the mirror, just like the prize of scratches on his back. ]
Can I wash you?
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Groaning a little at the thought of leaving the nest they've built, Viktor hooks a leg over Jayce as if that would be enough to stop him from moving. It's a good idea, unfortunately, and it doesn't mean that their fun is over for the night. ]
Only if we take a bath. I don't think I could stand for long.
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The only possibility I'd take.
[ after all this? his leg was a wobbily wreck, and it wasn't something quick he wanted to get through, either. he wanted to relax with his love, sit there in warm water and share the suds with him for the first time. everything, cherished. it was going to be another fun activity he was looking forward to.
gently, jayce begins to move, and guides viktor with him. ]
I'll make it worthwile.
[ they may have to alternative their steps to support each other, though. they have big brains. it should be fine. ]
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We might need to change the bed, too. [ Standing and focusing all of his weight and balance onto his left leg, he feels the mess left inside him start to leak down the insides of his thighs. It makes him shiver, the sensation not unpleasant but leaving him colder than before. ] I hope the bath is big enough for us both.
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anything still leaking out of his softened cock is dribbling between his legs, now, and anything on his stomach beads down his abdomen and follows the curve of his leg. maybe the floor might need a wipe too, once they're done with it. ]
You'll fit just fine in front of me.
[ jayce, on the other hand, might need to squeeze, but it's a small price to pay for sanctuary .
. ]
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Once they reach the bathroom, Viktor parts from Jayce so he can perch on the edge of the tub, sitting out of the way to let his partner make whatever preparations he finds necessary. Steam begins to warm him and settle on his skin as the tub fills, and at least one benefit of sharing the small space is they won't have to fill it to the brim. ]
Will you stay with me in my chambers some nights? [ It's a random thought, but he can't help imagining what they'd get up to in his larger bathroom. ] Or are we sequestering ourselves here?
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just as jayce levels himself with the tub's inside and steps within it (clutching the sides, right then left), he lowers into the filling water and sighs at the heat. immediately, he's making room for viktor, bending and spreading his legs to save a spot just for him. the question gsts his brows to raise high and his teeth to flash ungil his cheeks rounded like rosey apples. ]
I was going to surprise you soon. [ but at least they're on the same page. ] It sounds exciting.
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He lets Jayce bask for a moment before standing to join him, very carefully stepping between his spread legs. There's some temptation to sit down facing him, legs draped over his hips, but ultimately he settles down with his back to Jayce's chest. The fit is tight, but it's warmth and smell incredible. Viktor thinks the water looks a little pink. ]
Surprise me? With what? Is it too late to pretend I don't know you're planning something?
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jayce adjusts his hips and arms until viktor is snug between them. his knees pop out from the water's foamy surface, but the rest is easily submerged and ready to soak. jayce has been waiting eagerly for this moment, too—
there will always be something romantic and intimate about baths that he can finally have with viktor— see his skin with new perspective and care for it like he's always wanted to. jayce takes the time to gently rub at viktor's shoulders, careful with his bite, thumbing at a new mole he's found on his back in line with his spine, ]
We can pretend you never asked me to stay in your quarters, [ he rests his chin on the unmarked side and murmurs close to his ear, ] and maybe I'll just show up.
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Melting back against Jayce's strong chest, he closes his eyes briefly and soaks in the warmth of his partner and the water and the moment. It's so easy to imagine living the rest of his life like this, spending the day caring for the horses with Jayce and working on innovations together, then making love at night and ending in domestic bliss. It's something he never thought about wanting, but now that he has the very real possibility at his fingertips, he reaches for it hungrily. ]
How bold. [ He chuckles, reaching up for one of Jayce's hands at his neck and pulling it down so they can lace their fingers together and rest it on a thigh. ] I can't wait to see if you come through the door or a window.
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now? it's what he thinks about every damn day like he required it to live. the day he stops pampering viktor with his breathing, and his kisses down his slippery neck is the day he'd be dead. ]
Now you'll just have to. [ wait, that is, allowing the air of teasing him with low hanging fruit to stir with the warmth surrounding them. would the window surprise him the most? or was it so farfetched that it was plausible, and thus the door would be more of a surprise? he'll have to gauge the reaction . . . ] I'll get you when you'd least expect it.
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With two husbands, they should be allowed to break tradition. ]
Oh no, how scary. My fiancé sneaking into my room to ravish me? Call in the guards.
[ He says it deadpan, obviously sarcastic because... well, it's thrilling in ways that stir the embers smoldering low in his belly. Letting his eyes droop, he rests his head back against Jayce's wide shoulder. ]
May I ask you something... personal?
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pleasingly distracted, jayce doesn't pay much mind to how "personal" this question could be, almost immediately replying with: ]
Fire away.
[ his head is rested on viktor's, and his eyes trail up and down their fingers, accompanying the push and pull they apply while playing with each other. ]
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Humming happily when Jayce rests against him, Viktor turns enough so that he can press a kiss to the side of his neck. This easy, chaste intimacy is as addicting at the passionate heat they'd shared in bed—he's coming to terms with the fact that Jayce himself is the drug of choice. ]
I almost asked earlier, when you said you'd like me to fuck you. [ Jayce, brilliant as he is, might see where this is going. ] Have you ever been? Or done it yourself?
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I've never been, but, [ viktor may have noticed his oil— it hadn't been just for viktor, since he couldn't have been so prepared when he'd been previously adamant to wait for their marriage. it's just . . . naturally . . . making him flush deeper than the hot steam of their bath. ] I've . . . Been exploring myself.
[ jayce's hands, while still gentle in viktor's hand and kneading at his hip, it may have gotten a bit heavier. ]
With you in mind.
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It's no surprise that he hasn't been fucked before, given that he'd already said his only experience was with a woman—Viktor doesn't discount the option existing, just knows that it can't be very common. What does come as a pleasant shock is the idea that he's been doing it himself while thinking about Viktor. ]
You wonderous man. [ He presses a smile to Jayce's throat, kissing a little higher up towards his pulse point. ] Do you like how it feels? Have you only tried fingers, or something else?
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Just fingers, [ he rubs, up and down where he sits his hands, a slow, deliberate stroking motion, ] it's . . . great, but it could be better. It could be with you.
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How many? [ He tugs on Jayce's hair to bring him close enough to kiss his lips, sideways and sloppy as it is. ] I wouldn't want to hurt you by being too ambitious the first time.
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but this might help. as jayce melts into his love's lips, his hand slips even further down the inner curv of his thigh, rising to the path os his groin and only getting there with a slow, anticipating journey. ]
Just one. Two . . . Three at most.
[ light fingertips go heavier the closer he gets, pauses, and then continues to rise until he's cupped all of viktor, balls and cock. ]
But that's all I'd need to take you to heaven and back. [ with the bust of carnal lust for each other satiated, jayce could focus on this— more exploration, sharing. more kisses to viktor's neck and a soothing drawl to his mouth, his chin, and his cheeks. ] As many times as you'd want.
I could show you— then you could show me.
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