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You were woken by a gentle touch on your shoulder. Groggily, you lifted your head from your desk, blinking away the haze of sleep.
“You’re going to hurt your neck like that,” Viktor's familiar voice murmured behind you.
“I’m so close. I can feel it,” you mumbled, rubbing your eyes.
Your research had hit a frustrating roadblock. The theoretical calculations made perfect sense, yet practical experiments yielded drastically different results. Nearly a week had passed with no breakthrough. The exhaustion weighed on you.
“You won’t make progress while sleeping here. Go home. Get some rest,” Viktor urged as he surveyed the mess on your desk.
You sighed, relenting. “You’re right.” You stood and began tidying up. Glancing at the clock, you winced. 3 AM. Jayce, as always, was the only one who left at a reasonable hour.
Viktor hesitated before speaking. “If you don’t mind, I could take a look at your notes. Comparing results may be beneficial.”
You paused. Your notebook was practically an extension of you, filled with meticulous notes, stray thoughts, and random doodles. But if there was anyone you trusted, it was Viktor.
“I’d appreciate that. The latest results are on the last page,” you said, cringing at your own obvious statement.
Viktor chuckled softly, likely holding back a teasing remark. He could probably tell you were feeling fragile. As you stretched your stiff back, you caught him quickly averting his gaze.
“See you later,” you said with a tired smile.
“Goodnight, Y/N,” he replied warmly, closing your notebook as you left the lab.
You barely made it to your apartment, keeping your eyes closed for most of the walk, opening them only to avoid collisions. After a quick shower, you collapsed onto your bed, exhaustion claiming you instantly.
Falling.
You were falling.
The glowing blue floor of the lab rushed toward you. You braced for impact, but it never came. Instead, your descent slowed, gravity seemingly bending around you. The hex crystal beneath you pulsed with an eerie light before swallowing you whole.
You startled awake, heart hammering. A nightmare? Or a revelation?
Adrenaline fuelled your thoughts. What if hex crystals subtly alter gravitational fields? It could explain the inconsistencies in your calculations. You had to write this down.
You reached for your notebook on your nightstand —only to remember it was with Viktor. Cursing under your breath, you threw on some clothes and hurried back to the lab.
The light under the door confirmed Viktor was still inside. You pushed it open, finding him hunched over your notebook, completely absorbed.
At the sound of the door, he looked up, glancing at the clock with an amused smirk. “Y/N, I doubt an hour’s nap was sufficient.”
“I had an epiphany. I need my notes.” You closed the door, realising this exchange may take longer than you predicted.
“And this revelation couldn’t wait until morning?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.
You sighed. “I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep until I wrote it down.”
He hummed, his smirk deepening. “You can have your notes back… if you explain why they’re covered in drawings of me.”
Your stomach dropped.
Oh. Shit.
Viktor leaned with his elbow on his desk, watching you with playful interest. “Just idle doodling, I suppose. Jayce draw you too, so this not irregular," you deflected quickly.
“True,” Viktor acknowledged. “But Jayce also draws Heimerdinger, the janitor, and just about anyone else when he’s procrastinating.”
He turned in his chair, fully facing you. You were suddenly thankful for the distance between you. "However, I couldn't help but notice that I am the sole subject of your... idle doodling," he pressed, his voice laced with amusement.
He leaned with his back against his desk and crossed his arms, expecting a response. You decided that there was no point in evading his persistence.
You crossed your arms, looking away. “You’re… interesting to look at.”
He snorted a brief laughter, “Interesting?”
Before you could stop yourself, you blurted, “You’re beautiful.”
Viktor froze. The amusement drained from his face, replaced by something unreadable. Then, to your surprise, his cheeks darkened. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.
Was he blushing?
The silence stretched between you, thick with something unspoken.
“I hope my drawings didn’t make you uncomfortable,” you murmured.
“Not at all,” he said quickly, regaining his composure. “I was merely… curious.”
You exhaled, tension draining from your shoulders. “Can I have my notes now?”
Viktor, now fully himself again, chuckled. “Of course.”
He reached for your notebook but hesitated, as if carefully calculating his next move. You walked towards him. Slowly, he extended his arm to return your life's work. Just as your fingers closed around the book, Viktor’s other hand wrapped firmly around your wrist, holding you in place.
You swallowed, heat rushing to your face. “Viktor. What are you doing?”
His eyes met yours, sharp and analytical. “Observing.”
His eyes scanned your face, searching for something. His expression full of uncertainty.
Your breath hitched. You couldn’t help your eyes wandering to his lips. After a moment frozen in time, you broke the silence.
“And? What are your findings?”
His lips twitched. “My assumptions seem correct. But more research is necessary.”
You shook your head with a fond smile. "Dork.”
You let go of your book and moved closer to him. You gently cupped his jaw. His eyelids fluttered and leaned into your touch. The sound of your notebook falling on the floor startled you. Viktor retreated and instinctively bent down to pick it up. He knew how much that notebook meant to you. However, you placed your other hand underneath his cheek, stopping him. The corner of his mouth raised slightly. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words formed.He sat upright once again and placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer.
You brushed your lips against his. He responded by pressing his lips against yours. You returned his passion with yours. The warmth of his breath and the taste of coffee on his lips was intoxicating. You ran your fingers through his beautiful hair and he sighed softly. Still seated in his chair he pulled you between his legs, trying to feel every inch of you. You lightly tickled his lips with your tongue. He opens his mouth, allowing you to explore his mouth. He caressed your tongue with his. He broke the kiss and placed his hand on his desk in an attempt to stand up. He gently led you to sit on top of his desk as he closed the distance yet again.
“Viktor, wait.” you said, stopping him midway to your mouth.
His eyebrows raised in concern. Breathing heavily.
“Do you want to come to my apartment?” you asked him.
“Ah. Good idea.” He says out of breath with a relieved smile.
He reached next to you and grabbed his cane. After locking the door, the two of you departed. You felt your heart thumping loudly. You could hear his heavy breathing next to you as you walked in a rushed silence to your apartment. His walking pace faster than you’re used to.
You reached your front door and started unlocking the door. As you do, you felt Viktor behind you. He placed his hands gently on your hips. The two of you stumbled through the door the second it swung open. You locked the door and turned to face him. His expression was tender and vulnerable. You slowly approached him and placed your hands on his tie, gently playing with it.
You slowly pulled on his tie to bring his face closer to you. Viktor places a hand on the small of your back and softly pulls you closer in response. Your lips meet once again. The tender caress of his lips extracted a sigh from your mouth. You parted your lips and softly bit at his bottom lip. A soft groan escapes him as he runs his hand down your back to your ass cheek.
You wordlessly led him to your bedroom. Stopping every few steps to resume the passionate exchange. You stumble near the foot of your bed over the clothes you discarded on the floor, landing on the bed and pulling Viktor with you. He stops his fall with his hand on the bed next to your head and smiles.
“Convenient,” he smirks as his familiar cheekiness peaks through his tender desire.
He pushed himself back upright and leaned his cane against your bedroom wall. You prop yourself upright with your elbows as you anticipate his next move. He then climbed on top of the bed. Hovering over you. You slide your hands up his chest as you take in his beautiful eyes. His eyes were half-lidded as he stroked your cheek. His lips parted as he considers his next words carefully.
“I must confess, it’s been a while since I last… enjoyed someone’s company,” he whispers softly, analysing your eyes for a reaction.
“Same here. Are you sure this is what you want?” you asked him gently.
“Yes,” he breathes with desire. For a brief moment, it seems like he wanted to say more. However, he could not wait any longer as he leaned down and kissed your neck.
The sudden touch caused a moan to slip out of your mouth. You felt his lips stretch into a smile against your neck as he kept kissing every inch of exposed skin. You wrapped your arms around his waist in an attempt to bring him closer to you. You needed to feel him. He received the message and placed his knees between your legs as he lowered his body on top of yours. You were enveloped in his warmth. You felt his hardened crotch against you and you instinctively lifted your pelvis to feel him more.
He groaned in-between neck kisses as he ran his hands up from your waist along your clothed breasts. You ran your fingers underneath his sweater vest and pulled upwards. Viktor detached from your neck and allowed you to remove his vest. He took the opportunity to slide your t-shirt up. You lifted your torso and assisted in removing your shirt. He wastes no time to plant kisses on your exposed cleavage while running his thumbs over your bra. His dexterous hands reached behind your back and unclipped your bra in one swift motion. You slid the straps off your shoulders and tossed your bra.
He paused his kissing briefly to take in your exposed torso. “Perfection,” he states as he palmed and caressed your chest. You smiled at his eagerness. You lifted his head to meet your lips and kissed him feverishly. You loosened his tie mid-kiss while he was exploring your chest. As you started unbuttoning his wrinkled shirt, he jumped slightly. You broke the kiss and stared into his eyes in an attempt to ensure you did not cross any boundaries. He reassured you by smiling softly and returning your hand to his buttons. As you slowly undid his wrinkled shirt, you saw he was wearing a back brace. His eyes remained focused on you, trying to gauge your reaction.
“You’re beautiful,” you told him while you caressed his brace. Tension left his form immediately as those words left your mouth. He sat upright and removed his half-unbuttoned shirt. He was out of breath. His hair dishevelled.
Fuck, he’s so hot.
You sat upright and softly pushed his chest as you climbed on top of him. He rests his back on the bed as he smiles at your eagerness. You leaned down and kissed his neck and brace. You moved lower with your mouth, planting a trail of kisses along his body as you reached his pants. You stopped and gazed at him. His cheeks were crimson. He could not take his eyes off of you as he was entirely enamoured by you. He snapped out of it briefly when he noticed you stopped. He gave a single nod in approval. You ran your hand along his hip, down his leg toward his shoes as you started untying them. Viktor moved to the edge of the bed during the process, taking over the removal of his shoes. Simultaneously, you removed your own.
You climbed off of the bed and kneeled in front of him. He cupped your cheek, lovingly. Making eye contact with him, you slowly slipped your fingers underneath his pants, stroking his hips. You kissed his clothed erection. He shuddered in response. He lifted his hips as you removed his pants and underwear, revealing him. You moaned softly at the satisfying sight of his cock. You rubbed your thighs together, already picturing him inside of you. You heard a soft exhale of a laugh as Viktor seemed proud at your reaction. Your hand stroked the buckles of his leg brace. You kissed every strap on the way up to his thigh. His dick twitching with every caress. You placed your hands on his legs as you leaned and kissed his shaft. His head tilted upwards in reaction. You licked his tip softly and experimentally. A moan escaped his lips as his pelvis jerked in response. Droplets of precum already forming.
You opened your mouth and slowly lowered your lips as you started taking him in as a hand stopped your head.
“Wait.” he whimpers, completely wrecked.
You rested your head on his thigh patiently as you waited for him to catch his breath.
“I don’t think I’ll last long,” he confesses, with a desperate expression.
“I don’t mind. I just want to make you feel good, Viktor,” you cooed with your head still on his lap.
He ran his hand across your cheek and whispered, “I don’t want to finish, not before I feel you.”
You planted a kiss on his thigh before you were guided onto the bed. He kissed your lips tenderly as he made his way above you. With one elbow resting above your head, his other hand slowly grazed your pantleg mid-kiss. He ran his tongue across your lips, tasting you. He deftly undid your pants and slid them off of you. You broke the kiss in an attempt to assist. As he was sliding your pants off your ankles, you gazed at him longingly.
As he discarded your pants on the floor he smiled at your star-patterned underwear. You shrugged at him playfully to convey ‘I did not think this would happen tonight.’
“I like it,” he smiles at you as he ran his fingers across the fabric. His fingers stopped as he felt how soaked your underwear was with your arousal. His mouth parted in a slight gasp. You lightly grabbed his wrist and guided it across your clothed slit.
“You’re beautiful, Viktor. This is all because of you,” you uttered in desperation.
His smile broadens as he leaned down and planted a kiss on your underwear. A moan escaped your lips. He gently spread your legs and adjusted his laying position to lay in between your legs. He peeked at you beneath his lashes as he slowly lowered his mouth once again. You were already twitching with anticipation. He reached your underwear as he slowly licked your covered slit. His name escaping your lips. Your pleas led him to swiftly remove your underwear, and reattach his lips to your slit. Your fingers entangled his hair as he curiously explored you with his tongue. He occasionally glanced through his lashes to gauge your reaction to the stimuli. A smile cracking when he notices his effect on you.
He started running circles around your clit as your grip on his hair tightened. You were a mumbling mess. You released his hair and gripped the bed sheets to protect his poor scalp. While expertly pleasuring your clit with his tongue he slowly traced your entrance with his finger. You felt pressure building in your core, begging for release. Viktor pinned your core with his arm to stop your jerking.
“I’m close. Please, Viktor,” you begged him.
As his name left your lips, he slipped his finger inside you and started sucking on your clit. You could hardly think, with his name being the only coherent word you are able to repeat. You approached the edge as your hands fisted his hair once again. Pleasure filling your core as you felt the sweet release in beautiful waves. Through tears you could see Viktor watching the euphoria on your face with hungry eyes as he led you to the end of your orgasm.
He removed his finger and his mouth slowly, planting one final kiss on your lips. You released his hair, admiring the mess you made of it. You pulled his torso closer to you and kissed him on his mouth, tasting yourself.
“You are perfect,” Viktor utters in between kisses.
He pressed his body on top of you. His leg- and back brace the only breaks in skin contact. You felt his hard, impressive cock against you. You ran your hands across his back as you continue the passionate kiss.
He breaks the kiss and sits upright. The sudden loss in warmth causing a small whine to leave your lips. His hands ran to his shoulder where he unclipped the buckles of his brace. You sat upright as you watched him pulling his brace off. He revealed his bare torso, with slight asymmetrical shoulders. He swung his legs off of the bed. He unbuckled his leg brace and removed it with urgency. After regaining his composure he made eye-contact with you, noticing your concern.
“I want to feel you. Completely,” he says reassuringly.
You crawled towards his seated frame and mounted him. Your knees on either side of his thighs, still hovering above his lap. Viktor tenderly wraps his arms around your waist and rubs it while admiring your eyes. You stroked his torso, feeling his bare skin for the first time.
“It’s safe. I’m protected,” you say softly. His eyes widened with realisation, probably shocked he did not think of it sooner. You chuckled at his reaction and kissed his forehead. Viktor rested his forehead against yours, with unbearable desire in his eyes.
“I’m yours,” he whispered.
With his reply, you positioned yourself. Gently guiding his cock to your entrance as your rapid breathing synchronises with his. You slowly lowered yourself, feeling him enter you. Viktor’s head threw back in pleasure, canines exposed as he grabs your ass. You paused briefly, taking a break before resuming your descent. His length filling and stretching you with agonising pleasure. You ended on his lap, resting your entire weight on him. He gasped your name as you both remained stationary for a moment, allowing the exhilaration to settle. You slowly raised yourself as Viktor’s hands on your ass cheeks brings you down once again. Your arms wrapped around neck tightened with pleasure. You started with slow movements, getting used to each other. Your speed and intensity increased as you gripped his back. His pelvis moving to match your rhythm. He would stop you occasionally, in an attempt to prolong the exchange.
During one of the pauses you seductively bit his earlobe and whispered in his ear, “Let go. Please cum for me, Viktor.”
He breathed shakily in response and flipped you on your back in one swift movement, with him still inside of you. He kissed you ferociously while thrusting his pelvis, hard but slowly. You dug your nails into his back. He felt so good. His pace quickened as his breaths shortened and groaned in between kisses. You felt a finger slowly tease your clit while he continues his thrusts. Your heart dipped as you felt your second orgasm approaching. You shouted his name as you released your pleasure. He smiled against your lips as he continued his thrusting until he breaks the kiss and rests his head against yours as he approaches climax. You felt him twitch inside of you as he released a gasp. His warmth filling you as his thrusts slowed. He collapses on top of you, panting heavily. You were also barely holding it together.
“Are you okay?” you asked in between gasps, stroking his hair.
Viktor raised his head from the bed and looked at you lovingly.
“That was breathtaking. You are breathtaking,” he pants with a smile. You nod stupidly in agreement. The exhaustion catches up to you as your heartbeat settles.
Oh yeah, you’re sleep deprived.
Viktor noticed your drooping eyelids as he stroked your cheek. He stood up from the bed and disappeared from view as you closed your eyes. Viktor returned shortly before you dozed off. You opened your eyes and giggled. Seeing Viktor completely naked with his cane was an interesting sight. He smiled in return and held out a towel for you to inspect.
“May I use this?” he asks you patiently. When you nodded he helped you clean up. Viktor led you to your pillow and joined behind you.
“I told you an hour’s nap will not suffice,” he teased behind you as he pulled you close and held you as you drifted off to sleep.
You woke up to Viktor stirring behind you. He was holding you tightly. You slowly turned around to face him. His eyes were heavy-lidded.
“Good morning.” he said, smiling with teeth. A rare sight.
“Morning,” you smiled back. Reaching out and stroking his cheek.
“I am… unsure how to proceed,” he confesses. You chuckled and kissed him softly.
“Well… what do you want? From this,” you asked him.
He glanced to the side as he contemplated his next words. When he was ready, he made eye contact once again and held your cheek with one hand.
“I want us to be coworkers… friends… and hopefully… lovers. I just do not want to lose you.” His eyebrows angled into desperation. He seemed nervous waiting for your response.
“I’d like that.” you answered. His body relaxed. You glanced at your wall clock. 8AM. You swore at your internal body-clock. Viktor followed your gaze and sighed.
“Science calls.” you joked.
“You were already exhausted last night, even before our… tryst,” he teased.
“I’m sure Jayce will understand if you take today off,” he continued.
“You’re right,” you rubbed your eyes and sat upright.
“I’m just going to tell him,” you decided.
He hummed approvingly and sat upright as well.
“I should return to my place before heading in. Become more presentable,” he rubbed his face.
“Good idea,” you say as you stand up and stretched your body.
“Gods…” you hear him plea. You quickly looked at him and noticed he was staring at your naked form.
“I, uh, was impatient last night. I didn’t take enough time to admire you visually,” he explained.
“Your hands did plenty of admiring,” you quipped back and saw him smirk.
Viktor gave you one final kiss before leaving. It took you much longer than usual to get ready. The memories of the previous night mixed with exhaustion was distracting.
When you arrived at the lab, Viktor and Jayce was already there.
“Hi guys. I just quickly came by to inform you I’m taking today off. I… overexerted … myself yesterday,” you announced. Jayce turned around from his workstation and scanned your face.
“Yeah, no kidding. Get some rest,” he assured you with concern in his voice.
“Amateur,” you hear Viktor jest from his desk.
Jayce spun around before retorting, “Your sleeping schedule is nothing to be proud of, Vik!”
You couldn’t help but laugh at their brotherly dynamic. You said your final goodbyes before returning to your apartment. Falling into your bed, you smiled as you noticed your bed still smells like him. Before drifting off to a much needed slumber.