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“Ja-aaayce,” Viktor crooned softly, his slender fingers dancing gently across Jayce’s broad shoulders. Jayce groaned softly at Viktor’s teasing. Emboldened, Viktor arched leisurely backwards, stretching his languid arms towards the headboard. Jayce watched fiercely as Viktor basked happily in his heated gaze. The larger man could do nothing but grit his teeth and continue holding himself torturously still above Viktor.
Viktor reached his hands out for him like a little brat, smirking as he watched Jayce slowly lower himself down to Viktor’s imperiously waiting embrace. Every degree he moved downwards changed the position of his cock ever so slightly, shifting it in the grip of Viktor’s body and providing tortuous stimuli. Viktor clenched experimentally, and Jayce shuddered, falling towards Viktor until he caught himself. Viktor watched him with eyes so bright they seemed almost blinding.
“Jayce,” Viktor murmured softly, looking up at the man himself with faux innocence. “I need you.”
Jayce’s hips jerked and he strained to stop their movement. “Anything,” he rasped, staring fixedly at Viktor’s mouth.
“Please,” he added with a hint of desperation.
Viktor hummed low in his throat. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?” he asked teasingly.
“Yes,” Jayce gasped. “I wanna, wanna be good for you.”
Viktor relaxed further into the nest of pillows. “Go,” he commanded. “Take care of me, Jayce.”
Jayce felt his arms begin to shake as Viktor’s words washed over him. Slowly, as slowly as he could manage, Jayce pulled out before thrusting back in with a slick glide. Viktor hummed appreciatively so Jayce continued this controlled rhythm, his muscles straining against the instinct to bury himself in that tight heat. Viktor looked up at him with his pink lips stretched out in an O of a most perfect shape and Jayce felt all thoughts leave him except for Viktor, Viktor, Viktor, Viktor…
And then Viktor began to speak.
“Mmm,” he murmured. “You’re doing so well, filling me up so perfectly.”
Jayce shuddered but shallowly thrust again.
“Being such a good boy, such a good puppy,” Viktor said lightly.
Jayce swallowed with difficulty as he felt his cock twitch inside of Viktor. The man beneath him sighed happily to himself as he arched upwards to rub his cheek affectionately against Jayce’s chest and shoulders. Jayce gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the fact that Viktor appeared to be marking him like a cat in heat. Before he could say anything, Jayce felt Viktor push him backwards gently with one cool hand until Jayce was resting on his knees and holding Viktor to his chest. Viktor wrapped his slender arms around his neck as Jayce’s hands moved to encircle his waist. Jayce could feel his thick cock spearing him even deeper in this new position.
“Please,” Jayce groaned. “Let me, please, I need more.”
Viktor sighed theatrically. “What,” he teased. “Is this not enough for you?”
“No, no,” Jayce rushed out. “It’s so good I just-, please God I need to fuck you.”
Viktor cocked his head, considering. Slowly, he leveraged his body to rise up and then drop down on Jayce. Jayce gave a full body shudder and looked up at Viktor with half-focused eyes.
Viktor did it again, fucking himself onto Jayce’s cock with a throaty moan. Jacye’s hands tightened around his waist.
“Vik-Viktor,” Jayce gasped. “Ah-!”
Viktor grabbed Jayce’s hair as he slowly continued, pulling Jayce’s flushed ear close to his mouth.
“Fuck me, Jayce,” Viktor said thickly with perfect enunciation. “You can lick your cum out of me after.”
Jayce moaned loudly, completely unselfconscious as he began to thrust up desperately into Viktor. Viktor encouraged his frantic pistoning with tender filth, murmuring in his ear about how good Jayce was being, how he filled him up so perfectly and fucked him so well and how much Viktor needed to him to stuff him full of his cum.
Jayce panted as he continued to fuck up into Viktor, pulling him down onto his cock to hear Viktor’s gasping cries. Soon, he felt his rhythm slip away until it devolved to pressing his hips as deep into Viktor as he could, grinding deep in hitching little moments.
“I-I need to come,” Jayce pleaded. Viktor looked down at him, lips curling into a satisfied smile.
“Very well,” Viktor said, his accent darkening the words into a language just for Jayce. “Be a good boy, and cum.”
Jayce let out a rumbling groan, almost a growl, as he finally released into Viktor. He kept his grip firm on Viktor’s waist, pressing him down onto his cock to plug him full of his cum. Viktor moaned softly, arching his back to catch every drop.
Sooner than he’d like, Jayce gently lifted Viktor off of his softening cock and pushed him back onto the bed. He moved down Viktor’s body without being told, pressing soft kisses and warm circles onto his skin, a silent apology for his rough treatment. Viktor relaxed, melting under Jayce’s light touch. Jayce continued, his large hands mapping Viktor’s pale skin until he was sure he could recognize every part of him by touch alone.
Viktor sighed happily and began pressing into his touch until he was grinding his hips down onto Jayce’s thigh. Jayce felt a secret thrill as he watched Viktor’s unabashed pursuit of pleasure. He was the one doing this to him.
Growing impatient, Viktor sunk his fingers sharply into Jayce’s hair and tugged his mouth downwards. “Clean me up,” he instructed.
Jayce obeyed happily, Viktor’s tight grasp not even allowing him a chance to look before his mouth was full of Viktor, Viktor’s scent and Viktor’s slick, and the taste of Jayce himself diffused within. Jayce groaned as he started to pull and suck his cum out of Viktor with long curls of his tongue. Jayce could feel Viktor pulsing around him as he began to messily grind his cock against Jayce’s face, pushing his hips downward in a jagged curve, catching the underside of his cock on Jayce’s lips. Jayce took the hint and opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue for Viktor to use. Viktor’s grip on his hair tightened and he began to fuck his mouth with greedy, devastating movements.
“Ah,” Viktor panted. “Ah, ah, you’re being so good, fuck, you’re so good, just stay right there, don’t move, just, ah, stay and-” he cut himself off as he groaned. Jayce felt Viktor’s muscles tense as he pressed himself even more firmly onto Jayce’s tongue, hips stuttering for a moment before beginning to shake. Jayce closed his eyes, rapturous, as Viktor’s cum flooded his mouth. He began to lick softly at Viktor, lapping up his cum and relishing in the aftershocks he caused.
Viktor exhaled shakily, clearly trying to catch his breath. Satisfied, Jayce moved away and cleaned the cum off his face without ever breaking eye contact with Viktor. Jayce couldn’t control his grin as he rushed forward to scoop Viktor into his arms. Viktor laughed softly, pleased, and shifted to adjust his position in Jayce’s embrace.
“You beast,” Viktor teased fondly.
“Mmm,” Jayce said agreeably. “Just for you.”