[ 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.
[ Three at most Jayce says, as if three of his strong fingers isn't an accomplishment worthy of praise. It sooths some of Viktor's worries to know that he's touched himself, has learned what the stretch feels like and how to relax his body around it. Viktor making love to him would be a different thing entirely, of course, but at least the starting point is farther along that he had assumed.
Humming at the slow exploration of Jayce's hands, he sucks in a breath when the warmth of the bath is doubled by the tender hold. He's getting hard again—it would be a cruel miracle if this discussion left him unbothered—and he rolls his hips up into Jayce's hand for a small burst of friction before settling back down. ]
Being with you is already heaven. [ Viktor means it, too, he's not just trying to be charming or romantic. Compared to life before Jayce had wandered into it, this colorful world full of passion and love is nothing short of paradise.
Gathering himself up, he pushes himself up to standing with hands on the sides of the tub. Water cascades down, but he turns around rather than stepping out and sits back down across Jayce's hips. He can kiss him properly now, draping his arms around Jayce's neck and pressing their lips together in a lazy dance. ]
I want to be able to see all of you when we do that. And when I fuck you. [ He rocks his hips forward, pressing his cock against Jayce's stomach, and then backward to rub against his length. ]
[ it's so easy to melt jayce into a goopy pile of dreamy zeal. his eyes are gateways into his soul, enamored with every passing second, minute and hour spent with viktor (the hearts practically explode within his pupils). this man had literally given color to an otherwise dull life, and now? he'd want to get a little rapacious with him— he'll be his husband. he'll spend every waking day with him feom there on out, and jayce is more than sure that the colors would never stop coming.
suffice to say jayce looks startled as much as disappointed when viktor gets up, his hand left only with the ghost touch of his skin, but that quickly changes first when he gets to see his body from down here. from this angle, with currents of water sliding down his thin framework? oh, that's beautiful of him. second was the way viktor sits back down on him from the front, the sloshing of bath water accompanying as they both adjust. jayce can cage viktor's face as he bites his own bottom lip to contain himself, feeling the back of his neck prick at the clear thought of seeing each other, in full— and viktor fucking him.
his cock stirs awake under viktor's friction, a sway of his hips accompanying a single rock that turns two, three with the way jayce moves with him in a slow, waving motion, sloping his tongue into his mouth and giving him a soft noise within it. deeper than the first, and a preliminary to the wandering of both hands on his ass.
round three. ]
Just like this—
[ spoken between the kiss, before he slips right back into it— and spreads the meat of viktor's ass apart to brush his knuckles over the heat of his entryway. ]
[ To have Jayce's hands on him—Viktor doesn't know if he's ever felt something better, nor will he ever in the future. It's like they were made to hold him, to cup his face or drape over his shoulder or rub against his spine, holding him close and enveloping his waist and spreading him open. Viktor wants to feel those hands inside of him, wants to melt all the barriers between his body and Jayce's until they mesh into a single entity. He imagines their bodies made up of nebulas, cosmic radiance, and magic, and he knows that it's a memory rather than a fanciful daydream. It brings tears to his eyes, welling in the corners and spilling over as a single tear that runs down his cheek.
He leans in for a kiss, tasting the salt between them, uncertain himself if it was the taste of joy or sorrow; perhaps both. ]
I love you, Jayce Talis. [ His heart swells as he says it, knowing it's true down to the marrow of his bones and the core of his essence. The gentle touch between his legs sends fire racing up his spine, and he leans in to bite at that pretty swollen bottom lip, stealing it back from Jayce. ] I need you again, need to come on your fingers.
[ i love you, his name a reverence that he almost felt too small to have, honored beyond his own belief. it makes his heart soar like freed birds, the shimmer under his eyelids never going unnoticed. just as jayce's rough thumb wipes at the sodden corners of beautiful golden pools, viktor aches for his lips and he gives it to him. jayce's hand between viktor's legs shifts to pull the plug from the drain, turns the knob of the gentle showerhead on to keep them warm. he cages his dearest's face with one palm, drags his tongue across his teeth and gums— the other gets to work for the oil he'd placed next to the scented soaps. when his lower lip snags between viktor's incisors, he leans back just rnough for the skin to stretch, tickling an entire burn up his spine and back. i need you again is a spur for his lust to rekindle. at least this way, his cock could take it easy with the refractory period, and focus on his beloved's near nonexisting one. ]
I'll make you come as many times as you want, my love.
[ his point of eagerness is proven when the hand cradling viktor's face for his kiss wraps around his back, helps adjust him to his most comfortable seat. water pelts them from above, just enough to keep the heat. with a lathered index finger, the scent of herbal spice wafts about their new love nest, keeping most of viktor on him for added cushioning— with a preperatory twirl around his entry, jayce slowly introduces his index finger. they may not have difficulty at all, still adapted to the girth of his cock, twice.
luckily, this didn't have much to do with stretching. he can get right to it and show him what exactly he's talking about if he's already aroused, hard between his and jayce's belly. ]
But it'll be my way.
[ he implies teasing patience with kisses that start at his cheek bone, go up viktor's temple and slide with the flat slab of his tongue. getting viktor riled was a start to success, too. easier to find the p spot. ]
[ Viktor leans in to the kiss, and when he parts to breathe, he kisses the pad of Jayce's thumb to whisk away the salt of his own tears. He misses the firm heat of his hand as soon as it's gone, making a soft noise of protest even as he leans back in to kiss him and make up for the loss. It's greedy, gluttonous, to be so close and wrapped up in Jayce and yet still yearn for more, and yet it's the easiest sin for Viktor to commit.
Humming approval at the shower of fresh, hot water against his back, he nuzzles into the palm caressing the side of his face and turns to kiss the meat of it. Jayce, with a simple sentence, both absolves him of his sins and feeds them, a miracle of patience and selflessness in the face of a lustful demon. ]
Until I pass out from it. [ He grins into the kiss, biting Jayce's lip more purposefully after his maneuver serves to remind him how much his partner loves having teeth sink into that beautifully plump flesh. ] And then once more.
[ Viktor melts against Jayce's strong chest as he prepares his fingers with oil and reaches them down behind his back. The first sinks into him so easily, pushes a contented sigh from Viktor as a shiver runs up from the base of his spine to the back of his neck. Already he wants more, but the combination of slow kisses and clear words make it obvious that he's going to be made to wait. He can do that, he can left Jayce have this—he's been so thoughtful with their sex so far that Viktor will easily give him control now.
That doesn't mean he won't press his face to Jayce's neck and whine his name impatiently, though. ]
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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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Humming at the slow exploration of Jayce's hands, he sucks in a breath when the warmth of the bath is doubled by the tender hold. He's getting hard again—it would be a cruel miracle if this discussion left him unbothered—and he rolls his hips up into Jayce's hand for a small burst of friction before settling back down. ]
Being with you is already heaven. [ Viktor means it, too, he's not just trying to be charming or romantic. Compared to life before Jayce had wandered into it, this colorful world full of passion and love is nothing short of paradise.
Gathering himself up, he pushes himself up to standing with hands on the sides of the tub. Water cascades down, but he turns around rather than stepping out and sits back down across Jayce's hips. He can kiss him properly now, draping his arms around Jayce's neck and pressing their lips together in a lazy dance. ]
I want to be able to see all of you when we do that. And when I fuck you. [ He rocks his hips forward, pressing his cock against Jayce's stomach, and then backward to rub against his length. ]
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suffice to say jayce looks startled as much as disappointed when viktor gets up, his hand left only with the ghost touch of his skin, but that quickly changes first when he gets to see his body from down here. from this angle, with currents of water sliding down his thin framework? oh, that's beautiful of him. second was the way viktor sits back down on him from the front, the sloshing of bath water accompanying as they both adjust. jayce can cage viktor's face as he bites his own bottom lip to contain himself, feeling the back of his neck prick at the clear thought of seeing each other, in full— and viktor fucking him.
his cock stirs awake under viktor's friction, a sway of his hips accompanying a single rock that turns two, three with the way jayce moves with him in a slow, waving motion, sloping his tongue into his mouth and giving him a soft noise within it. deeper than the first, and a preliminary to the wandering of both hands on his ass.
round three. ]
Just like this—
[ spoken between the kiss, before he slips right back into it— and spreads the meat of viktor's ass apart to brush his knuckles over the heat of his entryway. ]
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He leans in for a kiss, tasting the salt between them, uncertain himself if it was the taste of joy or sorrow; perhaps both. ]
I love you, Jayce Talis. [ His heart swells as he says it, knowing it's true down to the marrow of his bones and the core of his essence. The gentle touch between his legs sends fire racing up his spine, and he leans in to bite at that pretty swollen bottom lip, stealing it back from Jayce. ] I need you again, need to come on your fingers.
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I'll make you come as many times as you want, my love.
[ his point of eagerness is proven when the hand cradling viktor's face for his kiss wraps around his back, helps adjust him to his most comfortable seat. water pelts them from above, just enough to keep the heat. with a lathered index finger, the scent of herbal spice wafts about their new love nest, keeping most of viktor on him for added cushioning— with a preperatory twirl around his entry, jayce slowly introduces his index finger. they may not have difficulty at all, still adapted to the girth of his cock, twice.
luckily, this didn't have much to do with stretching. he can get right to it and show him what exactly he's talking about if he's already aroused, hard between his and jayce's belly. ]
But it'll be my way.
[ he implies teasing patience with kisses that start at his cheek bone, go up viktor's temple and slide with the flat slab of his tongue. getting viktor riled was a start to success, too. easier to find the p spot. ]
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Humming approval at the shower of fresh, hot water against his back, he nuzzles into the palm caressing the side of his face and turns to kiss the meat of it. Jayce, with a simple sentence, both absolves him of his sins and feeds them, a miracle of patience and selflessness in the face of a lustful demon. ]
Until I pass out from it. [ He grins into the kiss, biting Jayce's lip more purposefully after his maneuver serves to remind him how much his partner loves having teeth sink into that beautifully plump flesh. ] And then once more.
[ Viktor melts against Jayce's strong chest as he prepares his fingers with oil and reaches them down behind his back. The first sinks into him so easily, pushes a contented sigh from Viktor as a shiver runs up from the base of his spine to the back of his neck. Already he wants more, but the combination of slow kisses and clear words make it obvious that he's going to be made to wait. He can do that, he can left Jayce have this—he's been so thoughtful with their sex so far that Viktor will easily give him control now.
That doesn't mean he won't press his face to Jayce's neck and whine his name impatiently, though. ]
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