[ Doing what he can to help, lifting his hip off the bed and shoving his pants and briefs down, he shivers at the first touch of skin on skin. Viktor has such long, clever fingers that Jayce is certainly guilty of fantasizing about—and not just on his dick. That's for another time, though, because they can have another time, and another after that, and as many as Viktor will allow until he decides enough is enough. Jayce hopes that day never comes. ]
V-Viktor. [ He moans it, a bit surprised and a lot aroused by how bold Viktor is from the start. The stroke may be slow, yes, but they touch so much of Jayce and yet not enough.
The questions make him groan, eyes screwing shut as memories of his own torrid imaginings come back to haunt him. ] Yes, of course. [ He breathes it as his hips twitch forward into Viktor's hand, impatient and eager. ] I... I thought about touching myself here, in the lab, and you finding me...
[ It had felt so naughty to imagine and now it's absolute debauchery to admit it out loud to the object of those desires. ]
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V-Viktor. [ He moans it, a bit surprised and a lot aroused by how bold Viktor is from the start. The stroke may be slow, yes, but they touch so much of Jayce and yet not enough.
The questions make him groan, eyes screwing shut as memories of his own torrid imaginings come back to haunt him. ] Yes, of course. [ He breathes it as his hips twitch forward into Viktor's hand, impatient and eager. ] I... I thought about touching myself here, in the lab, and you finding me...
[ It had felt so naughty to imagine and now it's absolute debauchery to admit it out loud to the object of those desires. ]