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Viktor awoke slowly to the sound of birds chirping outside the single window of his bedroom. He didn’t even remember falling asleep, though he was pleased his headache appeared to be gone, and he felt more or less normal. He tried to stretch his tired body but found himself unable to do so completely. It was only then that he registered the heat against his back and the warmth of a hand over his stomach under his shirt.
Jayce.
Waking with Jayce still in his apartment was not abnormal, however, waking with him in his bed was. Usually if Jayce stayed the night, he occupied the living room, usually passing out on the couch long before Viktor was even tired. He couldn’t help the way his heart thudded in his chest at being pressed so closely to Jayce’s chest. He shifted back unconsciously, wanting to be closer, if that was even possible.
He could feel Jayce’s breath against the nape of his neck, his lips just a hair’s breadth away from his skin. He wanted to stay like this, pressed together so close that it wasn’t clear where one of them started and the other stopped.
Jayce’s hand over his stomach shifting, gliding over his skin just enough to coax goosebumps across Viktor’s flesh. Jayce sighed deeply against his skin as he roused. Well Viktor supposed his bliss couldn’t last too long. Jayce would wake fully and pull away, no doubt thinking it was for Viktor’s own comfort.
“Good morning.” He sighed out. Jayce’s voice was gravelly and hoarse from sleep, a sound that Viktor would deny sent a shiver up his spine. What he would admit sent sparks up his spine was the way Jayce almost seemed to try and pull him closer, pressing tight against his back until Viktor could feel every dip and divot of his body behind him. Viktor sighed, his own hand raising to cover Jayce’s larger one over his belly. “How are you feeling?”
Fantastic right now, Viktor wanted to say, though he didn’t want to risk breaking the moment. “Better,” He answered instead. “You?”
“Good as new.” Jayce responded, his breath ghosting over Viktors neck and ear. He couldn’t help the shiver his body gave in response. He gripped at Jayce’s hand under his own, and he swore he felt Jayce’s breath stutter. “We should get up, get to the lab and figure out what we’re going to do with those crystals.”
No, Viktor pleaded in his mind. Just a few more minutes, a few more minutes of Jayce holding him so closely, then he’d go back to normal. He’d go back to just being Jayce’s lab partner and allow for anything further than that to only exist within his fantasies. “Later.” He croaked. He held Jayce’s hand tightly, doing his best to hold him in place. He seemed to get the message and relaxed back behind Viktor’s body; the hard planes of his chest pressed against Viktor’s back.
“I’ve never known you to be lazy.” Jayce chuckled behind him and the rumble of his chest against his body put a familiar kind of heat in Viktor’s belly.
“Just for a moment, then I will return to ordering you around as much as you like.” Jayce chuckled again behind him; his lips close enough to Viktor’s neck that he could feel the graze of them.
“And any order you give I will follow, without question.” Viktor was losing his mind. Surrounded by Jayce’s scent, with his lips against his neck, rational thought escaped him. Without warning, Jayce’s hand began to glide upward, moving from Viktor’s belly, up his sternum, pulling his shirt up with it. He didn’t dare let out a peep, afraid Jayce would stop if he did. “Your heart is pounding.” Jayce whispered against the shell of Viktor’s ear. “Are you okay?” The question was double ended, the real one being ‘are you okay with this?’
Viktor nodded. “Yes.” He whispered. He was more than okay with this, craved it down to the very atoms of his body. He swallowed hard as Jayce’s hand moved again, grazing over his skin, leaving white hot flames in its wake as his fingers teased over a sensitive nipple. The gasp that left Viktor’s lips was involuntary, a sharp intake of breath pleasure rippled through him.
Jayce’s breath was hovering over his ear as he whispered breathily. “You look good in my clothes.” His fingers circled around the nipple and Viktor squirmed, rolling his hips back against Jayce’s own, freezing at the grunt that accompanied the motion and the hardness he felt under the fabric of his pants. Hesitantly, Viktor repeated the motion, Jayce’s resulting moan only fanning the flames of his own arousal.
“Jayce.” He choked out, trembling as Jayce rolled his hips up against him. The gentle hum from Jayce’s throat was the only indication that he’d even heard Viktor. “What are we doing?” This was so fast, so new. Viktor’s head was reeling as he tried to make sense of it, trying to part the clouds of lust that were growing.
Jayce’s voice was right against his ear, his breath cascading down his neck. “What we should have done years ago.” With that Jayce’s lips pressed to the spot just under Viktor’s ear. It was a searing kiss, one that awoke something in Viktor’s very being that he didn’t think he could lock away again. Without another thought, Viktor twisted in Jayce’s arms so that they were face to face, their hurried breaths mingling for only a moment before his lips were claimed. His hands tangled into Jayce’s hair, holding him close as he kissed him. It was such a familiar dance for being one that they’d never performed together before. Jayce kissed him like he’d die without it, like Viktor was his source of oxygen itself. He kissed him like a man returning to his lover after years away at war. Viktor allowed his lips to part, allowed Jayce to lick into his mouth and taste him. The kiss was sloppy and uncoordinated, but it was easily the best kiss Viktor had ever had, the kind of kiss that made him press his thighs together as his mind struggled to keep up. The kind of kiss that left him dumb and brainless as all he could think about was getting Jayce closer, tasting him more, devouring his very essence. His words tumbled out on auto pilot.
“You should grow the beard out again.” He blurted out between kisses. Jayce chuckled.
“I didn’t know you liked it so much.” Jayce’s lips traveled from Viktor’s lips, over his jaw and down his throat. Viktor didn’t know he liked it so much either until he saw it for the first time. Jayce’s hands traced up and down Viktor’s sides, moving to position himself over top of him, settling between Viktor’s legs. “It’ll be back by next week.”
Viktor didn’t respond, he simply tangled his fingers in Jayce’s hair and yanked him back up to kiss him again. “You said any order?” He keened as Jayce rolled their hips together, his back arching up.
“Anything.” Jayce assured. “Just name it and I’ll do it.” Viktor smiled, licking into Jayce’s mouth as he considered his words.
“Fuck me.” Jayce moaned into his mouth at his words.
“Okay.” Once again, Jayce’s lips were traveling down Viktor’s neck, lapping at the skin of his throat as he nipped and sucked, no doubt leaving a trail of love bites in his wake. He pushed Viktor’s shirt up and over his chest, though he didn’t take it off. “Keep it on. Please.” Viktor would have laughed if it hadn’t been overtaken by a moan as Jayce’s mouth latched around one of his nipples, sending white hot pleasure down his spine. He licked and sucked, nipping gently at the skin around the bud before moving to the next one, repeating the treatment. Viktor would have been embarrassed by his broken keen if he hadn’t been so turned on. His hands gripped at the pillows above his head as Jayce moved his way down his chest, over his belly and down to his hips, littering his fair skin in nips and bruises along the way. Jayce only looked up once before he was tugging at the waistband of Viktor’s pants, pulling them past his hips and down as thighs before slipping them all the way off and tossing them somewhere they’d worry about later.
Viktor must have looked absolutely debouched, skin littered in love bites, shirt pushed up over his chest, bunched under his chin, splayed out and panting as he waited for the man above him to ruin him further. Jayce looked at him like he was a meal for a king, a decadent specialty made just for him to enjoy. Jayce parted Viktor’s thighs easily, settling between them again, licking and sucking up his thigh until finally, his tongue dragged from the base to the tip of his weeping cock. Viktor’s back arched almost painfully, his fingers gripping hard at the pillows as Jayce took the head of his cock into his mouth, his stomach flipping as pleasure overwhelmed him. Jayce teased around the head before finally taking him halfway down before bobbing his head back up, sighing along with Viktor’s moans as he devoured him. Viktor wasn’t going to last, his body was tight as a bow string, ready to snap at any moment.
Jayce gathered Viktor’s legs over his shoulders, careful not to hurt him as he spread him out further. He would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t so distracted with the way Jayce’s tongue lapped at his balls. Jayce sucked hard before moving lower. His tongue dragged over Viktor’s entrance, and he’d never admit to the undignified sound that left his lips when he did.
At first, Jayce just teased at the rim, circling his tongue around it before shoving it inside and lapping at his walls. Viktor was going to tear holes into the pillows at this rate, his lungs burning as he was unable to take a deep enough breath before Jayce’s tongue was punching it out of him again. When Jayce paired his tongue with a firm hand around Viktor’s cock, he knew he was done for. There was no way he’d last with the brutal way Jayce devoured him.
“Jayce—hah—“His words were cut off by Jayce’s mouth leaving his hole and returning to his cock, taking it into his mouth as his fingers circled around his spit slick entrance. Jayce swallowed him down, bobbing his head viciously as he drove Viktor over the edge.
His orgasm crashed into him, throwing his head back as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. Jayce swallowed everything he gave him, like his cum was some kind of treat. He didn’t stop lapping at his cock until Viktor gave a desperate keen in overstimulation. Only then did he let him fall from his lips, climbing back over Viktor’s body to steal his lips for another kiss.
Viktor wrapped his arms around Jayce’s neck, pulling him down as he tried to get him closer. “I knew you’d make such pretty sounds.” Jayce teased into the kiss. The already dark flush of Viktor’s cheeks only got darker at the statement. “Still want to keep going?”
“I don’t remember saying stop.” Viktor remarked and Jayce met his challenging gaze with his own. He sat up, lifting his shirt over his head before tossing it away, giving Viktor ample time to admire the way his muscles rippled under his skin. He shoved his pants down over his hips, allowing his thick cock to spring free. Viktor’s mouth watered at the sight. He reached over to the nightstand without looking away, pulling open the drawer and fishing out a half empty bottle of lubricant. Technically it was for lubricating machinery, but it did the job. He handed the bottle to Jayce, who took it without question.
“Any orders before I start?” He asked, clearly a joke.
“Do a good job.” Viktor responded, and Jayce couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He popped the cork on the bottle, pouring a bit of the loose liquid onto his fingers before rubbing them together to warm it. “If I can still walk afterward, you aren’t done.”
Jayce chuckled. “I’ll keep you in this bed all day, V. Don’t test me.” With that, fingers descended down between Viktor’s legs, a slick finger prodding at his entrance. He bit his lip as it pushed inside. It wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling, but it was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in quite some time. Viktor couldn’t even remember the face of the last man he’d slept with, but he’d remember this for the rest of his life.
Viktor’s cock had regained interest by the time one finger had turned into two, and by the time they had turned into three, he was rock hard again. He rolled his hips down onto Jayce’s fingers, head rolling back as they prodded at his walls and stoked the lust in his gut. His right leg was beginning to tremble, an ache setting in from holding itself up for so long. Of course, Jayce noticed, coaxing Viktor’s knee over his shoulder, stroking the outside of his thigh as he pushed a fourth finger in. Viktor’s breaths came in shallow pants as Jayce’s fingers prodded around inside of him, rubbing up against the tender bundle of nerves that made stars appear behind his eyes.
“Jayce—ah,” His voice cracked as his hips rolled down to try and coax Jayce’s fingers further. “I-I’m ready, I’m ready.” He needed something larger; he needed to feel Jayce’s cock inside of him, needed to feel it thrust against his walls and fuck into him. Without another word, Jayce removed his fingers and pulled Viktor forward, lining himself up with his entrance before gingerly guiding himself inside.
The first breech of Jayce’s cock inside of him burned just a little, his girth much larger than his fingers, but it was also intoxicating. His back arched as Jayce pushed inside, gentle while also feeling like he was splitting Viktor in two. By the time he was fully seated, Viktor was struggling to catch his breath, so full. Jayce was bigger than he was used to, but the first roll of his hips ripped the most embarrassing keen from Viktor’s lips.
Jayce’s pace was slow and even, allowing Viktor to adjust to his size. Viktor couldn’t form a coherent thought, his mind too preoccupied with the white-hot pleasure coursing through his body every time Jayce thrust inside. Gradually his pace got faster, his hips going from an easy roll to a sharp piston forward.
Viktor could hear the bed frame hitting the wall with each thrust, briefly wondered if his neighbors could hear it before that concern was wiped from his mind with a wave of pleasure. Jayce held his right leg up firm and steady as he leaned down just enough to connect their lips in a bruising kiss, one that Viktor couldn’t even maintain properly with the sounds escaping his lips. What he was saying, he had no idea. Perhaps a cacophony of Jayce’s name mixed with “Ah”s and pleas for more. Jayce was going to break him in half, and Viktor wanted him to, wanted to be sore the next day and the day after, wanted to feel the remnants of Jayce’s passion throughout his body. Before he could stop himself, frenzied “ha-harder”s were spilling from his lips and Jayce took it as a personal challenge. He slammed into Viktor hard, pistoning his hips in shallow thrusts aimed directly at his prostate.
Without a sound aside from his feverish panting and grunting, Jayce gave Viktor no warning before using his other hand to wrap around his back and lift him forward, pulling him onto his lap and somehow managing to go even deeper into Viktor’s body. He held him securely, supporting all of his weight in his arms, leaving Viktor to claw at his back as Jayce thrust up into him. Jayce’s head was buried against Viktor’s throat, panting against his skin as Viktor felt himself slipping into the depths of pleasure induced insanity. His moans were unabashed as he choked on them with every other thrust.
“So g-good.” Jayce’s voice was ragged. “Fuck you feel so—ah—fucking good.” Instead of answering, Viktor yanked Jayce’s head back by his hair so he could kiss him properly. He wasn’t going to last much longer, and he knew Jayce wasn’t going to either, if the way his pace had begun to stutter was any indication.
“C-close—hah—don’t—“Viktor hiccupped as the coil in his gut got tighter and tighter as it prepared to burst. “Don’t s-stop—ah!” Jayce held him tighter as he thrust up harder.
His orgasm crashed into him like a tidal wave, his back arching as he clawed into Jayce's skin and pulled at his hair. Jayce wasn’t far after him, only giving a few more messy thrusts before he was spilling deep into Viktor’s body.
All at once all of the strength left Viktor’s body and he would have collapsed if Jayce weren’t there to hold him upright. He was gentle as he laid Viktor back down onto the bed before gingerly pulling out of him. Time was hazy as Viktor’s senses slowly returned to him. His body felt loose and sore all at the same time, but not a sore that he really minded. Once he finally had his wits about him again, he was being lowered into a warm bath, Jayce’s chest at his back.
“A performance to your liking?” Jayce joked and Viktor chuckled. He definitely wouldn’t be walking anywhere for the next little bit, his legs feeling wobbly even as he laid in the tub.
“Very satisfactory.” He agreed and nuzzled further into Jayce’s chest as warm water was dripped onto his chest.
“Wish I’d done that so much sooner.” Jayce mumbled into his hair as he stroked up and down his arms. “Think I would have too, if we hadn’t been so blinded by progress.”
“It was not our time.” Viktor provided, pulling out a little bit of that ‘fortune cookie’ side that Jinx had pointed out. “We had a dream, and we did what we thought was best. We cannot change the past, only pursue the future.”
“I was almost scared you wouldn’t be interested in…you know…”
“Sex?” Viktor turned slightly so he could meet Jayce’s eyes. “You can say sex Jayce, we are both adults.” He couldn’t help but chuckle when Jayce splashed water at him. “You could have taken me to bed the first night we became partners, and I would have gone willingly.” He confessed. It wasn’t like he had anything to hide now.
“Really?” Jayce dared to actually sound surprised.
“Really.” Viktor assured as he leaned back against Jayce’s broad chest once more.
Jayce’s fingers were tender as he stroked up and down Viktor’s arms and up his neck. They were gentle enough to almost put Viktor to sleep. “It’ll be different this time Viktor.”
“I know it will, Jayce.”