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burntoutvibin · 3 months ago

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Lock Me Up And Throw Away The Key PT.2

Viktor builds Jayce a cock cage, both of Jayce's heads explode

Words: 2.4k

Warnings: Smut, Sexually Explicit Content

Part 1!

-------------------------- Agreeing to Viktor's idea was the best and worst thing Jayce had ever done.

They had agreed on one week for Jayce's first time wearing the cage 24/7, not too long but just long enough to be worth it. Viktor kept the key to the cage on a chain around his neck, providing Jayce with an emergency backup in case something went wrong and he needed to take it off himself.

At first, it was an insanely strange sensation, no matter how Jayce organised himself he was always able to feel the unrelenting cage encasing his cock. Attempting to walk around like everything was normal and absolutely nothing kinky was happening below his clothes was impossible, at some points he almost caught himself walking bow-legged.

But as time ticked on, the feeling of the body-warmed metal almost became comforting, a reminder that he was always a part of Jayce no matter where Viktor was.

Speaking of Viktor, his partner had become an absolute menace ever since the cage had gone on. Viktor was not normally one for public displays of affection, he normally kept it pretty minimal such as holding Jayce’s hand or a quick peck on the lips. Now, there was barely a second he would keep his hands to himself.

Wandering hands over his chest, legs and arms was no longer uncommon no matter where they were, often with company he would possessively wrap an arm around Jayce’s waist, his fingers purposefully squeezing to remind Jayce who he belonged to.

Worst of all was when he would walk through the lab or the halls only to feel a pinch on his backside, he’d yelp and flinch away only to see Viktor smirking at him smugly. He’d glare with no real fire at his partner as he rubbed his stinging skin.

None of that, however, was comparable to their current situation. Deadlines were piling up, and almost everyone in Piltover was piling more work on top of the pair. Jayce needed to get to work to make a dent in their workload. Viktor, who normally pushed his limits to get his work done in a timely manner, had other priorities.

Jayce had to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from letting out a noise as Viktor continued to mouth slowly up his neck. The smaller and much lighter man had settled himself on top of Jayce, straddling the taller man with his knees on each side of Jayce’s thighs.

“V… we really need to get this done” Jayce mumbled, gripping his pencil tighter as he attempted to cling onto the remains of his brainpower which Viktor was seemingly trying to suck out of him. A hummed noise was all the response he got as Viktor took his earlobe between his teeth, rolling gently causing Jayce’s breath to hitch.

“How long has it been, lásko?” Viktor murmured against Jayce's neck, his ministrations not slowing.

Jayce couldn't help the small whine that left his mouth before he spoke.

“Viiiik…”

“Answer me, Jayce” Viktor replied firmly, a bite at the junction of his neck following the words.

Jayce swallowed, attempting to compose himself as he responded.

“A week… a week tonight” Viktor hummed once more, seemingly satisfied with the response.

“And you've been so good for me the whole time, haven't you?” Viktor purred, one of his hands snaking under Jayce's shirt, short nails dragging against his abs causing the muscles underneath to jump.

“Yes… yes I've been good… only for you” Giving up on his work as his head fully lifted off into that floaty headspace, Jayce dropped his pencil and leaned into Viktor's caressing.

“Such a good boy all for me, how lucky am I?” Viktor kissed gently down the side of Jayce's face, his unoccupied hand gently holding Jayce's cheek. Jayce hummed, his eyes slipping closed at the affectionate gesture.

“Can you be good for me just a little longer?”

“Always V, always” Jayce responded without missing a beat, causing a small giggle to leave the other man.

“So eager…” Viktor smirked, Jayce moaned softly as Viktor closed the gap between them and kissed Jayce roughly, one of his hands cradling the back of his head, fingers tangling in the short hair near the nape of Jayce’s neck.

The feeling of Jayce’s large hands moving to hold his waist had Viktor pulling back, a small slap to one of his arms made Jayce jump, a surprised noise escaping him as he was met with an unamused look from Viktor.

“Did I say you could touch?” Viktor questioned, arching a brow as he watched Jayce’s face morph into that of a scolded puppy.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mea-” Jayce was cut off by a finger to his lips and a slight tug to his hair, it took everything in him not to groan and lean into the feeling.

“Keep your hands to yourself Talis, or I leave this on for a month>” Viktor said sternly, smirking as Jayce whimpered softly and nodded in understanding.

“Good boy”

With that, Viktor surged forward and began mouthing and sucking at Jayce’s neck once more, one of his hands trailing down south towards Jayce’s crotch. He felt Jayce’s Adam’s apple bob under his lips as he pulled the buttons of his pants undone, exposing his dark boxers under his clothes.

Pulling away from Jayce’s throat, Viktor snaked his fingers under the thin fabric of Jayce’s underwear, the feeling of hard and body-warmed metal under his touch made arousal spike in his stomach.

“So beautiful, all wrapped up and untouched… all for me” Viktor purred, his hand wrapping around Jayce’s caged shaft. Jayce groaned under the touch, heat rushing to his crotch as his cock attempted to harden within the confines of it’s prison, leaving him frustrated and throbbing with arousal as the metal held firm.

“Poor štěně, it must be so frustrating for you, caged and just aching for relief…” Viktor feigned pity as he met Jayce’s gaze, dilated pupils had swallowed the yellow of his eyes and his teeth were dug into his lower lip.

“And I don’t feel like giving it to you yet” Viktor shrugged as he squeezed at the cage, drawing out a pitiful and shaky moan from Jayce.

“V-Viktor please” Jayce whined, squirming under Viktor, the feeling of Viktor's grasp around his caged cock felt like a branding iron after little to no stimulation over the past week, at this point he would take absolutely anything Viktor would give him.

Suddenly, one of Viktor's hands tangled in Jayce's uniform tie, yanking him forward. Jayce's breath stuttered in his throat, and his eyes widened as Viktor gazed at him with a dark and predatory look.

“You do sound so pretty when you beg, do you think you deserve a reward for your patience this week?”

It was a loaded question, and it only drove Jayce further to the edge of insanity as his knuckles turned white against his grip on the chair below him. Realistically, Jayce wanted Viktor to completely devour him, leaving him shaking and sobbing in pieces on the floor.

However, Viktor was still in charge of how much he got and asking for too much would most likely leave him empty-handed, maybe even locked up for longer, although it wasn’t much of a punishment with how much Jayce enjoyed being caged.

With a thick swallow, Jayce put on the best puppy eyes he could and looked pathetically at his partner, throwing in a pout to really push Viktor’s buttons.

“Please… touch me…” The words thick with a whine made Viktor’s eyes widen, and the heat in his stomach bloomed into a fire as Jayce’s whimpered words melted his resolve. He couldn’t help but feel a little bit of affection swirling through the arousal that was flooding his system.

Jayce was a strong and brilliant man who could probably move mountains if he tried. He was strong-willed, protective and his presence could bring fear into the hearts of those who wronged those he cared for.

And yet, here he was, giving himself entirely to Viktor, completely and utterly at his mercy, handing all of his trust over to his partner.

Viktor couldn't help the fond smile that formed as he loosened his grip on Jayce's tie, leaning in to kiss the other's lips gently. Jayce hummed softly under the affectionate gesture.

“You never cease to amaze me, lásko. You may touch, help me down” Jayce’s hands immediately shot up from his grip on the chair to support Viktor as he slipped off his lap and onto the floor in front of Jayce’s chair. The confused look on Jayce’s face made Viktor even more excited about his idea.

“V, your leg-”

“Will be fine, or I could just leave you until tonight if you wish”

“No! Um… no, no… please” Jayce almost shouted, a blush quickly flooding his cheeks at his volume, Viktor couldn’t help the snort that escaped him at his partner’s enthusiasm.

“I thought as much” Viktor hummed as he pulled Jayce’s pants and boxers down to his knees, leaving him bare aside from his cage, the sight of it once more fanning at the heat now raging within Viktor.

Slowly, Viktor began to kiss and nibble along Jayce’s tanned and muscular thighs, smiling against the skin when he felt his partner shiver under him. His hands resting on his hair tightened slightly with his movements. Upon reaching the cage, Viktor stopped to admire the view for a moment.

The flesh of Jayce's cock bulged between the bars of it's prison, giving an occasional twitch in anticipation had Viktor's mouth watering at the sight. The short downy hair of his happy trail framed the silver of the cage beautifully, Jayce truly looked stunning in a cage of Viktor's making.

"You are a masterpiece, Jayce Talis" Viktor exclaimed as he licked a stripe up Jayce's abs, relishing in the way the muscles jumped under his tongue as Jayce sucked in a breath and whimpered.

"Maybe I should lock you up forever, make you a cage that is completely enclosed so that you would have nothing but what I choose to give you. How does that sound?"

The guttural groan that ripped from Jayce's throat reverberated through his entire body as Viktor took Jayce into his hand, licking from base to tip of the underside of his cock, setting a slow pace of licking and dipping his tongue into the slit at the end of the cage.

Jayce panted as he watched Viktor with lidded eyes, he was trying his best to keep his grip on Viktor's hair light, but with the continuous heat of Viktor's tongue contrasting to the metal of the cage, every movement was making him more and more boneless.

Suddenly, Viktor took Jayce's entire caged cock into his mouth, causing the latter to double over with a shaky cry.

"V-Viktor! A-Ah... oh gods"

Humming around Jayce, Viktor continued to tortuously slide slowly back and forth over Jayce's caged length, looking up to make eye contact with him, a dark flush had taken over Jayce's face and chest that heaved each shaky breath.

From the eye contact alone, Jayce whimpered once more, the crease between his eyebrows deepening as they drew together.

"I won't... I won't last... god Vik p-please..."

Viktor shot Jayce a warning look, a look that said "Don't you dare" which made Jayce utter a moaned sob, his yellow eyes welling with tears of overwhelm.

A symphony of "Ah" and "Please" continued to pour from Jayce's mouth as Viktor sped up, his hand holding tightly around the base of Jayce's cock. He could tell Jayce was getting close, his thighs were squeezing closer against Viktor's head and his stomach was tightening in front of his face.

"Viktorviktorviktor 'm so close gods!"

In one swift movement, Viktor pulled off Jayce's cock, his grip at the base tightening to starve off any chance of Jayce being able to get off as he denied his orgasm. Jayce let out a wail, his head falling backwards limply as his hips bucked weakly against the air, attempting to chase the orgasm that was almost in his reach.

Sitting back on his heels, Viktor caressed Jayce's thighs softly as he observed his partner coming down from his near orgasm. Jayce sat slack in his chair, chest heaving with small whimpers and moans trailing each breath, his hips twitching in the aftershocks of almost reaching his climax.

"Klídek my love, you're doing so well" Viktor soothed, his hands not stopping his gentle caresses against Jayce's skin as his partner seemingly began to come back to himself, his breathing evening out into a normal pace once more.

Jayce's head lifted from it's slack position over the back of the chair, a half scowl on his face had Viktor holding back a laugh.

"I hate you" Jayce grumbled, his arms coming to cross over his chest to further show his grumpiness.

Viktor snorted as he leaned forward to begin tucking Jayce back away into his boxers and pants, not before leaving a final kiss against the spit-slick metal and skin of his cock.

"Such an impatient thing aren't you?"

"V it's been a weeeeeeek, why do I have to wait?" Viktor rolled his eyes as Jayce whined, sounding more like an overgrown toddler than Piltover's Golden Boy.

Using Jayce's thighs as support, Viktor pulled himself up before grabbing the back of Jayce's chair on either side of his head, bringing his face inches within Jayce's causing the other's eyes to widen at the sudden intrusion of his space.

"I hope you're not forgetting the fact that I am in control of whether you wait or not. Keep whining like that and I will show you waiting. Understood?" Viktor stated firmly, his gaze darkening as he stared deep in Jayce's eyes.

Wide eyes stared back at him as Jayce swallowed nervously mostly horny scared, and nodded in understanding. Viktor's face quickly morphed from his glare to an easy smile once Jayce had acknowledged his words.

"Good boy. Now, we better keep working, we've got a lot to do before tonight" Viktor smiled, patting Jayce on the cheek and kissing the other quickly before picking up his cane and walking back over to his own workspace.

Jayce sat in stunned silence for a few moments, brain struggling to catch up with the last ten minutes. With a sigh and a small grumble, Jayce picked up his pencil and went back to his work, his crotch a throbbing reminder that his partner was an absolute menace.

It was going to be a long, long day.

#jayce x viktor #jayvik fanfic #jayce talis #viktor arcane #jayvik #arcane fanfic #smut

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burntoutvibin · 4 months ago

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Lock Me Up And Throw Away The Key PT.1

“I won't get the right measurements if you're hard so stop that”

Jayce couldn't help the breathless laugh that escaped him

“You expect me to stay completely flaccid when my gorgeous partner of five years walks into the room, demands to see my dick and then starts examining it like a science experiment?” Jayce exclaimed. He could see the small smirk that Viktor was fighting as he attempted to remain looking serious.

Viktor builds Jayce a cock cage, both of Jayce's heads explode

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: Smut, Sexually Explicit Content

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"Jayce give me your cock"

Jayce sputtered and began to choke on his tea as Viktor announced his arrival in the bedroom with that statement. In between choking breaths and coughs, Jayce finally managed to spit out words as Viktor sat down on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry?" Tea and book now abandoned, Jayce raised an eyebrow at Viktor as the Zaunite was yet to elaborate on his very blatant statement.

When it came to sex, Viktor was not one to beat around the bush, if he was horny it was made known very quickly and obviously to Jayce, despite his leg and back Viktor was normally very quick to jump into Jayce's lap and begin assaulting his neck.

But Viktor was not horny, he sat on the bed with a tape measure, a pen and a notebook in his hands and a focused look on his face… he was up to something.

“I said give me your cock please, I have something that must be done” Viktor insisted, only confusing Jayce more and filling his head with more questions.

Instead of protesting, Jayce snorted and began to reach for the waistband of his pants and boxers “You know an explanation might be helpful here V”

Viktor made a small tsk noise at his statement, his focused gaze staying locked on Jayce's crotch as he pulled his pyjama pants down, leaving him bare and on display.

“Thank you” Without warning, one of Viktor's slender hands wrapped around Jayce's cock, causing the latter’s breath to stutter, his hips jerking unconsciously.

Viktor made a displeased noise and smacked Jayce on the thigh. “Stay still,” he said, his voice firm and demanding. Clearly, he was trying to concentrate on something Jayce truly didn't understand.

“Vik are you checking me for diseases or something? Since when were you-”

“Shh! I'm working” Jayce's mouth clicked shut at Viktor's tone, wow he was serious about whatever he was doing, which at the moment was observing and measuring his dick like a caught fish. Being made to sit under Viktor's gaze, not allowed to move or question what his partner was doing caused heat to pool low in his stomach, his fingers tangling in the sheets below his palms.

“You're getting hard, stop it”

If he thought he was confused before, Jayce only became ten times more confused as he processed Viktor's words.

“Stop… stop getting… Viktor, what the hell do you mean?!”

“I won't get the right measurements if you're hard so stop that”

Jayce couldn't help the breathless laugh that escaped him.

“Surely it's not that difficult for you, Mr. Man of Progress. Just think of something unsexy,” Viktor shrugged.

“How can I think of anything unsexy whilst you're holding onto my dick like a popsicle”

A moment of silence filled the room as Viktor seemingly brainstormed.

“Mrs Kiramman”

“Ugh! Viktor!”

“Councillor Salo”

“Stop it!”

“Professor Hei-

“Okay! Okay! I get the point!” Jayce groaned loudly, dragging a hand down his face as his head flopped back against his pillow.

Yep, one hundred, thousand, million percent turned off, Jayce almost had to suppress a disgusted shiver at the thought of Salo being anywhere around him like this.

“Ah, much better, keep still this shouldn't take much longer” Viktor sounded almost proud of himself as he continued to jot down measurements, Jayce rolling his eyes at the tone.

Five minutes later of muttering to himself and scribbling down numbers, Viktor finally placed his pen and tape measure down and nodded.

“Alright, that should suffice”

“And you're still not going to tell me why you've been groping me for the past fifteen minutes”

“Of course not, unless you don't trust me” Viktor questioned with a quirk of his head, sincerity shining in his eyes made Jayce's heart soften.

“I'll always trust you V, you know I'd trust you with anything” Jayce replied bringing a smile to Viktor's face once more.

“Wonderful, now I made you sit still long enough, come here~”

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It had almost been three weeks since that night Viktor had decided to document every small detail about Jayce's dick and the Piltovan was still completely in the dark.

Many attempts had been made over the weeks to get Viktor to reveal what he needed the information for, but the Zaunite’s lips were sealed, refusing to disclose any details at all.

The only information he had told Jayce was a single statement.

“It will be worth the wait”

Which gave him absolutely nothing to go off, all he could do was keep pondering what Viktor had in store for him.

However, the time had finally arrived one night during a heavy make-out session between the two.

Jayce moaned as Viktor licked into his mouth, harsh and warm breath hitting his face as Viktor exhaled through his nose. The two were on their shared bed, Jayce below Viktor as the smaller man sat on top of his hips, holding tightly to his shirt as he kissed Jayce roughly and passionately.

In between crashes of lips and teeth, Viktor murmured against his mouth “I have something for you”

Jayce only hummed in response, unable to get his kiss addled to brain to form words. He couldn't help the whine that left him as Viktor pulled back, his own lips reaching to chase after him as he sat back and looked Jayce up and down with a smirk.

“Do you trust me lásko?”

Jayce nodded eagerly.

“Wait here, I'll be right back” Viktor's voice was laced with gentle authority as he got up off of Jayce's lap, grabbing his cane to walk over to the closet.

Jayce couldn't keep his eyes off Viktor as he walked over to the closet, disappearing inside for a few moments before reentering the room with a box in his hand. He sat up as Viktor walked back over to the bed, sitting across from him before holding out the dark-coloured box.

“You've been wondering what I've been up to the past few weeks, here's your answer” Jayce raised an eyebrow as Viktor spoke, taking the box from his outstretched hand and opening it carefully.

Inside the box on a fabric base sat a metal object, metal bars curved in an arch and connected at a ring on the base of the object which upon closer inspection had a small “V” engraved into the metal.

“You made this?” Jayce questioned, Viktor nodding in response.

“It's beautiful… what is it?”

“This, my làsko is something I've been wanting to try for a while with you, something I think will be fun for both of us, if you're willing to try of course” Viktor responded, taking the metal object out of the box to hold in his palm, admiring his own handiwork.

“You’re being very cryptic V” The statement earned a hum from Viktor as he turned the object over in his palm a few times, his eyes slowly returning to Jayce's. His gaze had darkened, eyes extruding authority and control which had Jayce squirming in his spot, heart beginning to pump harder against his ribs.

“This is what's known as a chastity cage. It goes on your cock and will stop you from doing anything to yourself until I decide to unlock it” Viktor purred.

The speed at which the blood flowed south had Jayce almost feeling lightheaded, a searing heat overtaking his face as his brain processed the words Viktor spoke.

The thought of being locked away and only for Viktor's pleasure had him wanting to fall to his knees and beg Viktor to put the damn cage on already.

“Jayce? Jayce if it's too much we do not have to do it, I apologize if-” Jayce had to put a stop to Viktor's ridiculous rambling and launched forward, smashing their lips together in a searing kiss.

“I swear if you don't put that thing on me in the next ten seconds I will go insane” Jayce growled against Viktor's mouth, the latter laughing into his lips.

“Unfortunately, làsko you can't be hard for me to put it on, so we're going to have to do something about this” Viktor explained as he pulled away, his other hand gently caressing over the very obvious bulge in Jayce's pants.

Faster than Viktor had ever seen Jayce move, his partner pulled off his pants and underwear in one swift movement, dropping them to the floor next to the bed before looking at Viktor longingly.

“How do you want me” Jayce asked.

“Hold this for me, would you? Why not have a good look at it before it becomes a permanent part of you” Viktor hummed, placing the cage into Jayce's hands. Jayce's stomach lurched with a mix of excitement and a little bit of fear at the thought of Viktor locking him up for long periods of time, completely and utterly at his mercy.

“Will… will anyone be able to-oh f-fuck” Jayce's voice died in his throat as the heat of Viktor's mouth closed around the tip of his cock, one hand holding onto his shaft and the other bracing himself against Jayce's thigh.

Jayce whimpered, biting his lip as Viktor's tongue swirled lazily around his tip, his breath stuttering when Viktor dipped the edge of his tongue gently into his slit.

“Gods… fuck V do-don’t make me wait… pleeeease”

Viktor hummed softly, sending vibrations down Jayce's cock, seemingly ignoring the plea as he took his time teasing only a few inches.

Without warning, Viktor hollowed his cheeks and took Jayce in one go, his nose resting against Jayce's pelvis. The action drew a loud and guttural moan from Jayce, the taller man's free hand moving to hold onto Viktor's hair.

“You're so… so beautiful” Jayce hummed, biting his lip as Viktor gazed up at him, the sight of Viktor teary-eyed and flushed almost making him cum on the spot.

Finally, Viktor began to move. Gentle bobs of his head up and down Jayce's cock, the latter’s head falling back against the pillows as heat coursed through his veins, further turning his brain into mush.

Small whimpers and whines tumbled from Jayce with every movement of Viktor's head, the warmth of his mouth very quickly making pressure begin to build up in his stomach.

“V… V I'm not gonna last… fuck”

The statement seemed only to spur Viktor on, his efforts doubling as he began to move faster, his hands gently scratching down Jayce's trembling thighs. Jayce’s grip on Viktor’s hair tightened as he felt the pressure in his stomach building up to an unbearable level, his breath leaving him in short, loud pants laced with pathetic whines.

“G-Gods V please, please let me-ah! Please let me cum please!” Jayce could barely comprehend the words coming out of his own mouth as he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly, his blood felt like lava as it rushed through his veins.

Viktor looked up at him once more, not slowing down for a second as he gave Jayce's thighs a squeeze, a silent action that permitted him what he was so desperately looking for.

With a strangled cry, Jayce's hips stuttered forward as the tight spring in his stomach finally snapped, searing heat overtaking his body as he came hard into Viktor's mouth. Stars danced in his vision as the aftershocks rippled through him, slowly coming down from his high. He let out a soft whine as he felt Viktor slip off his dick before the smooth sensation of a cloth wiped at his sensitive length, Viktor seemingly cleaning the mixture of saliva and cum off of him.

Once he deemed it satisfactory, a soft trail of kisses began working up his stomach, chest, neck and then finally his face. Jayce closed the gap in between them as Viktor finally arrived at his face, his soft lips giving way under his easily, the bitter and salty taste of himself still lingering on Viktor's mouth.

Viktor pulled away and looked him in the eyes “Ready for the main act?” His hand moved to hold onto the hand Jayce still held the cage in, the object now warmed by his palm sitting in between their grasp.

Jayce nodded softly, allowing Viktor to take the cage from his hand before he moved back down in between his legs, Jayce couldn't help but sit up and observe in a strange fascination.

Viktor's slender fingers opened the cage with a click, the metal easily giving way under his touch as if he had done it a million times before.

“Will… will anyone be able to notice? Or hear anything?” Jayce couldn't help but ask, he had no shame in being Viktor's but it would be slightly inappropriate to be caught with something like that when working professionally.

“Not at all làsko, I made sure it would be completely silent and unnoticeable under your clothes, do not fret I would never put you in that sort of situation” Viktor's gentle smile eased the last bit of anxiety lingering in Jayce's mind, the urge to be caged and claimed by Viktor quickly taking it's place.

“Well you better hurry up, I don't know how much longer I can listen to you without getting hard again” Jayce bit his lip as Viktor chuckled softly.

“So demanding” Viktor mumbled as he got to work. Gently, Viktor took Jayce's semi-hard cock and threaded it into the cage he had so lovingly handcrafted. Jayce couldn't hold back the gasp that left him as the cage sat flush against his pelvis, it fit perfectly.

“How does it feel? Nothing pinching or too tight?” Viktor's voice pulled him out of his head for a moment.

“It's perfect”

Viktor smirked as he made the final adjustments, making sure there would be no accidental pinching or issues for Jayce before he closed the cage with a satisfying click. Jayce watched as Viktor pulled a chain from around his neck, on the end dangled a silver key the same color as the cage. With ease, Viktor slipped the key into the cage and turned it, the sound of a lock quietly clicking into place sent a rush of heat to Jayce's groin.

“There, now you're mine” Viktor purred with a satisfied smirk on his face.

“I've always been yours”

“Yes well, now your body is under my control, you will not get a single bit of pleasure unless I say so, do you understand?” Jayce gasped as he felt Viktor's hand take hold of his caged cock in a tight grip. The sensation was strange and beyond anything Jayce had felt before, he could feel Viktor's fingers through the bars on the cage yet wasn't able to get the full experience of being held with the unrelenting metal in the way, it was exhilarating and torturous all at once.

Unable to form words, Jayce nodded and bit his lip, he could feel his pulse thundering through his groin as his body attempted to get hard once more, but the cage kept him from being able to achieve such a state.

“Not even five minutes and your body is already fighting it, do not worry, it will learn, your pleasure is under my terms now” Viktor's voice was dark as his lips crept close to Jayce's ear, his warm breath making Jayce shiver.

“I-I fucking love you” Jayce stammered before turning to pull Viktor into a bruising kiss, his arms coming to wrap around his smaller partner. Viktor groaned into the kiss and returned it eagerly, allowing Jayce to roll him onto his back as he hovered over him.

Viktor couldn't help but peek open an eye and look down at the cage he had crafted for Jayce, the sight making arousal bubble up in his own stomach.

Oh yes

This was going to be fun ----------------------

I am terrible at writing smut, but of course I had this idea and had to write it of course

I will be writing chapter 2 at some point ♥

Comments make my heart happy ♥

Translations: Lásko: Love

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#jayce x viktor #jayvik fanfic #jayce talis #viktor arcane #jayvik #arcane fanfic #smut

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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Jayce Whump Hurtcomfort Fanfic Recs - Part 4

Because sometimes I just want Jayce to have a bad time.

These are not in any particular order

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

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✦ Jayvik - modern au - Jayce has blizzard ptsd and calls his boyfriend for help - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik preslash - Jayce comes back from the future with his body changed (kinda werewolf!) as well as with Ptsd - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik - Post-canon - Jayce tries to convince Viktor keep living, has an emotional breakdown and also a big hole in his wrist where the rune stone was. Open-ended. - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik - Post-canon - Viktor is in prison soon to be sentenced to death. Viktor wants to accept his fate. Jayce is falling apart trying to get him to choose life - Length: Medium

✦ Jayvik - Post-canon - Whump and Angst for both of them. They end up in the bodies of their counterparts in 'the good timeline'. Jayce is still desperate to save Viktor, Viktor tries to stop him. Jayce is also wheelchair bound and Viktor is still dying. - Length: Medium/Long

✦ Gen/Pre-Jayvik - Jayce is terrified of heights to the point of it making him sick. But surely its been so long since he's been on airship he'll be fine now. - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik - Jayce is having an emotional meltdown and Viktor helps him calm down with non-sexual dominance/submission. Pretty heavy on the comfort. - Length: Short

✦ Meljay - During the council room fight Jayce's leg snaps and he has a ptsd episode, lashing out at anyone that gets close - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik - Someone attempts to kill Jayce in the labs and he gets shot - Length: Short

✦ Jayvik - the tone of this one is a weird mix of comedy and whump. I think its successful at this balance but it definitely won't be for everyone. - Length: Short

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If you read any of these fics and like them please let the author know in a comment that their work was recced to you 💜

Let me know if you'd like part 5 of this rec list....?

#hey look that's me!

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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I May Not Bite, But He Does

Both by law and social standards, it is unacceptable to bite an omega on the nape of the neck, causing temporary paralysis, unless consent is received beforehand.

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Viktor would never bite Jayce's nape without his permission, it was so wrong on so many levels and a complete betrayal of his trust

Not everyone shares the same sentiment about Piltover's Golden Boy

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: A/B/O, Attempted SA, Violence, Blood

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"I won't be long, the papers I need should be pretty easy to find" Viktor said as he headed out the doors of the lab towards the Academy's storage.

"I'll miss you for every second you're gone my love" Jayce exclaimed, dramatically placing a hand over his heart and the other against his forehead, Viktor groaned and picked up his pace to hurry out the door.

"You disgust me, Talis" Viktor called as disappeared out of view, Jayce could hear the smirk in his voice as his partner walked away.

"Love you toooooo~" Jayce smiled, turning back to the blackboard in front of him. The calculations on the board swirled together into nonsense with how long Jayce had been staring at it, he and Viktor had been pondering over this project for almost two weeks now with almost no progress. Viktor had finally given in and had gone to collect some old research papers from the Academy's archive that may be what they needed to finally hit a breakthrough.

Despite how frustrating their research had been over the past few weeks, being able to spend more time in the lab with his partner made Jayce incredibly happy. With his heat fast approaching within the next few days, his inner omega was practically purring with the proximity of his mate.

The sound of the door creaking open once more pulled Jayce's attention away from the blackboard.

"That was fast, I didn't even have any time to write any heartbroken poetry" He joked lightly, awaiting the annoyed noise that he knew Viktor would respond with.

But it never came.

"V?" Jayce frowned turning to look at the door, just as he thought the door was open but no one was in the doorway, had Viktor forgotten to close the door on his way out? No, that wasn't Viktor at all.

"Is somewhere there?" Jayce questioned, placing the chalk down that he was holding, perhaps someone had mistaken their lab for another room and needed directions? Despite Jayce's questioning, no one answered, the door must have not shut properly and swung open with someone walking past.

With a shrug, Jayce began to walk over to close the door once more

Only to feel a strong hand wrap around the front of his throat from behind, yanking him backwards against an unfamiliar chest.

Before he had time to react, sharp teeth clamped down on the nape of his neck causing his heart to seize in terror, eyes widening in panic as that dreadful heavy feeling began to overcome his limbs. Jayce attempted to flail his arms backwards towards his assailant but the neck down paralysis was acting too fast for him to be able to defend himself.

In a final effort of self-preservation, Jayce opened his mouth to yell out for help only for the gloved hand on his throat to slap over his mouth, muffling his last attempts of rescue from what he knew was coming.

"Easy there, pretty boy, don't make this harder than it needs to be" Hot breath hit his ear sending disgusted shivers down Jayce's non-feeling spine, attempts to bite at the hand clasped over his mouth were fruitless, the leather preventing his teeth from doing any real damage.

"Feisty huh? Even better" The man behind him growled as he began lowering Jayce's limp body to the floor.

Jayce couldn't help but whimper as thoughts began running through his head about what was going to happen to him. He was completely paralyzed from the neck down for at least the next ten minutes, no one was around, and the man's bruising grip on his face stopped him from calling out for somebody, anybody's help and Viktor-

Viktor wouldn't be back for at least thirty minutes.

He was completely and utterly trapped.

This man could do whatever he wanted to him and there was nothing he could do about it

And by the way he was attempting to pull at Jayce's uniform, he already knew he was not going to like it one bit.

The man huffed out a laugh before leaning over Jayce's form, bringing his mouth close to his ear once more as he spoke "Don't need to pretend you don't like it, sweetheart, I can smell the heat on you" his voice felt slimy and gross against Jayce's skin

No that heat was not for him

It was for Viktor

Viktor

His partner, his mate

His alpha

----------------- Viktor never forgot his keys

How on earth did he manage to forget his keys?

They were always on him

Maybe he was in too much of a rush to get away from Jayce's dramatics to remember to pick them up

Regardless of how he forgot them, now it meant turning around and walking back to the lab to retrieve them before he could get the papers he needed.

Thankfully, Viktor had only been two corridors away from the lab when he had realized the lack of keys in his pocket, at least it wasn't going to be two trips to the storage room.

Viktor sighed as he turned the corner that led down to his and Jayce's shared lab, his partner would tease him over this for at least a few days.

At least they would have something else to talk about rather than the damn research that continuously mocked them from the blackboard.

As Viktor closed in on the lab, his ears pricked up at a strange and soft high-pitched sound coming from the set of doors at the end of the corridor. He slowly came to a stop and strained to listen closer.

Something within the quiet and murmured sounds made every hair on Viktor's body stand on edge, his stomach churning with a sick feeling.

Suddenly, like a bucket of cold water was thrown over him, realization hit him, his confusion turning into a primal rage and possessiveness.

It was an omega’s distress call

His omega’s distress call

Without thinking about the consequences, Viktor began running as fast as he could, unable to suppress the rumbling growls that spilt from him as he closed in on whatever or whoever was hurting his mate.

If it was someone, they were going to regret laying a finger on his omega

Viktor crashed against the door with his shoulder, causing it to fly inwards and smash against the wall next to the frame. An inhumane growl resonated deep within his chest as he saw red at the scene in front of him.

A man bent over his Jayce. One of his filthy hands was over Jayce's mouth, attempting to silence the distress-filled whines he was emitting and the other attempting to pull at his partner's belt. Jayce's panicked scent was flooding the room, a strong mix of vinegar and acid hit Viktor hard, almost making his eyes water as he stalked closer to the figure who still had not noticed him.

"That's a good little omega, just lay there nice and still" Viktor felt the fire within his chest rage to an even higher level as the man mocked his immobilized partner. With all the strength he could muster, Viktor lifted his cane over his shoulder before bringing it down as hard as he could over the creep's head with a sickening CRACK.

The figure over Jayce let out a loud yelp before crumpling to his side, his hands clasped over his head where Viktor had struck. Not letting any more time go to waste, Viktor pushed the man as far as he could from Jayce with the end of his cane before moving to protectively place himself over his partner, a low and possessive growl leaving him as he glared daggers at the man.

"Stay away from him" Viktor could feel his sharp alpha fangs crowding his mouth as he spat at the limp man on the ground. Blood could be seen leaking through the man’s fingers and onto the lab's grey floor below, yet Viktor could not feel even the slightest bit sorry for the pathetic excuse of a beta in front of him, it was the least he deserved.

"Viktor?! Wha-What happened?!" A familiar feminine voice exclaimed from the lab's entrance, Viktor couldn't hold back the instinctual growl that left him at the newcomer’s presence, his body tensing to protect Jayce further if need be.

Sky's wide and surprised stare towards him made his overprotective mindset relax sparsely, returning his attention to the situation in front of him.

The man who had been attempting to assault Jayce was on the ground bleeding

And Jayce was underneath him still paralyzed, seemingly still believing he was in danger as he continued to let out heartbreaking whimpers and cries that shot directly at Viktor’s heart.

“Get the enforcers, now” Viktor commanded. Sky didn’t ask any questions, only nodding before turning on her heels and running out of the lab.

Viktor inhaled sharply through his nose and moved to no longer be over Jayce, rather kneeling close to his head. Wanting nothing more than to gather his mate into his arms and soothe him, he knew that his scent still held far too much anger and bitterness, it would only cause Jayce’s already panicking system even more distress.

Inhaling deeply and meaningfully, Viktor forced his body to calm and fill his scent with soothing pheromones that Jayce required. With a gentle chuffing noise, Viktor leaned down closer to Jayce's face, his heart squeezing painfully at his lover's fearful scrunched-up expression.

“Jayce. Jayce my sweet omega, it is alright, he cannot hurt you anymore” Viktor rumbled softly, moving to lay down near Jayce's tall form to appear less threatening.

At the sound of his voice, Jayce's distress calls slowly trailed off, being replaced by a shaky tear tear-filled whimper, yellow eyes opening to meet Viktor's concerned and loving amber staring back at him.

“A-Alpha” Jayce whined, frustration laced his expression as he was still unable to move from the neck down.

“Shhh, uklidni se, it's alright, I'm here now. May I touch you?” Viktor questioned, receiving a nod and gentle whimper in response.

Not having to be told twice, Viktor quickly slotted himself into Jayce's space, wrapping his body around Jayce's taller frame. Viktor softly swiped his cheek against Jayce's, scenting him before moving his partner's head to rest against his main scent glands under his jaw. Jayce's nose burrowed against his neck with a sniffle, his words coming out shaky and uncertain.

"He... he bit... he was trying to-" His voice caught in his throat as a sob bubbled up, Viktor hushing him softly in response with a hand carding through his soft hair.

"I know lásko but you are safe now, I have you" There was little else he could do until Jayce was able to move again. Viktor's mind drifted to the emergency nest he and Jayce had built a while ago in one of their spare storage closets, taking Jayce there right now would be perfect.

However, Jayce was not a small man in any sense, even with the adrenaline that had allowed him to seemingly run back to the lab Viktor would not be able to lift Jayce all the way to their nest.

So for the time being, the two of them were stuck on the floor. Waiting for the feeling to come back to Jayce’s body.

“Does your head hurt at all lásko? He didn’t drop you?” Viktor questioned, unable to suppress the small angry rumble that laced his tone. Thankfully, Jayce shook his head against his throat.

“No, I’m not injured I don’t think…” Jayce’s voice trailed off into a whimper causing Viktor to frown, his hand pausing in his partner’s hair.

“Jayce? What is it?”

“Don’t let go of me… please…”

“Never”

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This was sitting in my docs for ages and ages, I could have written more but I couldn't find words, my brain is mushy I've seen this concept written before, but I thought I'd take my shot at it

I just love A/B/O and love Viktor being overly protective of his man and of course, Jayce whump ̶M̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶w̶r̶i̶t̶e̶ ̶J̶a̶y̶c̶e̶ ̶h̶a̶v̶i̶n̶g̶ ̶a̶ ̶s̶t̶r̶e̶s̶s̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶t̶ ̶w̶h̶o̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶s̶

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Translations: Love: lásko Calm down: uklidni se (I apologize for any mistakes, please correct me if need be!)

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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Small Drop Of Poison

Jayce was pale, incredibly pale, enough so he could put Viktor's shade to shame. His partner was leaning heavily against one of the grand marble pillars, one of his arms bracing around his stomach and the other just barely keeping him standing upright, even from far away Viktor could see how much Jayce was swaying.

Something was seriously wrong with his partner, he needed to help him now.

Viktor lets Jayce drag him along to a gala for once, the night does not go the way they expect it to when someone slips something in Jayce's drink

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: Drugging, Attempted SA, Violence, Blood, Vomit

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"Please V just one hour! One hour is all I ask and then I'm yours" That was the promise Jayce had made before dragging him to this stupid gala.

One hour his ass

Conveniently there was no clock amongst the glitz and glamour of this venue where the gala was being held, but Viktor knew it was far, far past the hour Jayce had promised him.

So there he was, sat on an overly expensive couch, nursing yet another delicate champagne flute as he watched Jayce mingle amongst the crowd, his practised fake smile plastered on his face as he was pulled around almost non-stop, it almost made Viktor feel bad for his partner.

But someone had to do it, someone had to secure funding for their research and with was absolutely not going to be him with his zero tolerance for as Jayce had so gracefully put it "rich asshole kissing"

At least Jayce was nice to look at in his tailored suit, the Tails gold, white and red ever suiting him. A simple but elegant suit that hugged his body in just the right ways, they both knew the only thing it would be hugging once they finally got home would be the floor.

Speaking of his partner, in the short moments he had taken to think about their evening activities Jayce had seemingly disappeared into the crowd. Viktor couldn't help the small pout that appeared on his face, quickly hiding it by taking another sip of his overly sour champagne.

Jayce didn’t need constant supervision from him, far from it with the number of eyes that Viktor was sure were watching Jayce’s every move. Maybe it was concern, perhaps something a tad more possessive, but the Zuanite preferred to be able to keep his eyes on Jayce whenever he was dragged along to such events.

“I’m surprised to see you here my boy, Jayce managed to drag you along this time?” Heimerdinger’s voice pulled Viktor out of his thoughts as Yordle sat beside him on the couch.

“He did indeed professor, these kinds of parties are not my style” Viktor responded with a small smile

“Well Jayce is beyond thrilled that you decided to attend I can tell you that much” Viktor smirked at the memory that popped into his head.

“He was practically vibrating from the moment I said yes, trying to get anything done in the lab yesterday was near impossible” Viktor attempted to feign annoyance, but the fond memory of Jayce almost bouncing off the walls with excitement that Viktor was coming with him to the gala had him suppressing a smile. Heimerdinger let out a hearty laugh before taking a sip of his own drink.

“I can only imagine, Jayce does seem like the overly excitable type with those kinds of things, I remember when-” Heimerdinger’s voice seemingly quietened as Viktor’s gaze went past the professor and landed on Jayce. Normally the sight of Jayce made Viktor's chest swell with warmth and a relaxed smile to form on his face. But this time it felt like a a heavy weight settled deep in his bones as concern flooded him

Something was seriously wrong with his partner, he needed to help him now.

“I'm so sorry to interrupt, professor, but something requires my attention" Viktor didn't wait for the professor's reply, too concerned about getting to Jayce's side. As Viktor began to hurry as quickly as he could over to Jayce, a man approached his partner from the side, placing a hand on his back.

At first Viktor wasn't too worried as the unfamiliar man seemed to be checking on Jayce as he made his way over, but when the man suddenly took Jayce's arm and began to lead him into the crowd seemingly towards one of the exit, dread began to freeze his blood in his veins. His leg protested as he picked up his pace, watching as Jayce stumbled behind the man who continued gripping his arm.

Weaving his way through the crowd, mumbling half-assed apologies as he pushed past several angry-looking rich people, he already knew they would be cursing him for the rest of his existence but that was the least of his worries as he saw Jayce get pulled through one of the exit doors.

Only a few meters behind them, Viktor pushed his way through the door and out into the alleyway instantly spotting the man a few feet away from the door pushing Jayce down to his knees in front of him. With a twist of his wrist, Viktor pulled the top of his cane off revealing a blade. Grabbing the man by the back of his suit, he pulled him away from Jayce and pinned him against the wall, placing the blade right against his throat.

The man's wide and shocked eyes stared at him as he spoke

"If I apply any more pressure to this knife, I will cut into your jugular, and you’ll be dead within minutes" Viktor growled low and angrily “I suggest you walk away now or I promise you, you won’t live long enough to regret it”

“I ain’t done nothin wrong! I was just helpin him get some ai-” The man quietened as Viktor pressed the tip of the knife against his skin, causing a small bit of blood to bubble to the surface.

“Alright! Alright, I’m going! Don’t hurt me!” He cried out in a panic, the moment Viktor loosened his grip the coward turned tail and ran down the alley and away from the two of them. Viktor had half the mind to chase him down, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t because-

“V?” Jayce’s voice was small and weak but it managed to completely clear the clouds of anger in Viktor’s vision. Bracing himself against the wall, Viktor turned to face where Jayce was still on the ground, his half-lidded eyes searching for him.

“I'm here Jayce, I'm here” Viktor responded, quickly dropping down in front of Jayce to examine him.

“Mmm… don't… feel good” Jayce's voice slurred as Viktor took his partner's face between his hands, tilting his head back gently to examine his eyes.

“I know lásko, I know, can you look at my finger for me?” Viktor placed a finger in front of Jayce's face, watching as the other man's clouded and dilated eyes struggled to lock onto the unmoving appendage.

Swearing under his breath, Viktor placed his finger down, returning his hand to Jayce's other cheek. The skin under his hands was much warmer than Jayce normally ran and his skin was tacky with sweat.

“Do you know where we are?” Viktor questioned, Jayce’s eyebrows furrowed as he began to think.

“Wanna go… go home” Jayce seemingly gave up thinking only to whine, his eyes becoming misty with the words.

“I'll take you home soon dear, but we need to make sure you weren't given anything poisonous” Viktor responded, earning another whimper from Jayce.

The next biggest issue was how the hell was he meant to get Jayce, who he couldn't carry when he was completely lucid let alone drugged, back inside to medical attention. He couldn't leave him alone outside whilst going to get help himself, not after the far too close call that just happened.

The door swinging open near them caused Viktor to automatically grip onto Jayce tighter, only to his relief to see Caitlyn walking through the door with a panicked look on her face.

Her eyes widened when she spotted the two, quickly rushing over to them and dropping down next to Viktor.

“I saw him getting dragged out the door, what happened?” She questioned, placing a hand against Jayce's forehead, the man leaning into the touch in response.

“I think someone put something in his drink, I only lost sight of him for a second before I saw him again looking dreadful, he needs medical attention” Viktor answered

“I'll get the doctor, did you see who did this?” Viktor nodded, pointing down the alley where the pathetic excuse of a man had run.

“He ran the second I confronted him, he was bleeding, won't be hard to find” Viktor responded, his attention turning back to Jayce as his partner whined pitifully.

“Mm, hot…” his limp hand attempted to reach for the collar of his suit, only to smack uselessly against his chest.

“Easy drahý, Caitlyn is going to get the doctor to help” Viktor soothed, his thumb rubbing gently against Jayce's cheek.

Jayce frowned, his unsteady eyes flicking over to where Caitlyn was still crouched in front of him

“Cait…? Cait what are… doing” Jayce heaved, seemingly exhausting himself with the simple sentence.

“I'm getting the doctor Jayce, don't move I'll be right back” With that, she got up and ran back through the door and into the fray of the gala.

Viktor continued to soothe Jayce as his partner squirmed uncomfortably on the ground, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Vik… Vik please… make it go… please” Pain shot through Viktor's heart as Jayce pleaded to him, unfocused eyes desperately searching for his own.

“Shhh klid má lásko, klid, I'm here, help will be here soon I promise” Viktor hushed softly, bringing their foreheads together in an attempt to settle Jayce until medical attention arrived.

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To everyone’s relief, Jayce would be okay

Whatever had been slipped into his drink was only meant to have short-term effects, meaning he would be fine by the morning.

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could be given to help with the effects of the drug whilst it was still in his system, all he could do was go home and sleep it off.

Thankfully, Caitlyn had managed to organise a ride home for the couple as Jayce was in no condition to walk as they had done earlier in the evening. In the carriage home, Jayce had mostly just clung to Viktor’s side and rested his head against his shoulder, complaining that he felt sick due to the carriage’s movements.

They had arrived home without incident, Jayce was slightly more lucid now that it had been around an hour and was able to carry most of his weight with Viktor helping to guide him into their shared home and into the bedroom. Jayce didn’t protest as Viktor placed him to sit on the end of the bed.

“Alright, let's get you out of your suit, may I?” Viktor made sure to ask knowing what had almost happened tonight, Jayce trusted him but he just wanted to be extra careful whilst he was still fragile.

Jayce nodded, giving Viktor the go-ahead to begin taking his shoes and socks off. It was a silent process, Viktor carefully removing the well-tailored outfit and Jayce sitting there allowing Viktor to manipulate his frame to help with the process.

Until Jayce went stock still under Viktor’s fingers, causing the Zuanite to instantly stop his movements, gaze flicking up to Jayce’s face.

“Jayce? Moje lásko? is everything alright?” Viktor asked cautiously unsure of the sudden mood change. Without a word, Jayce stood upright and stumbled towards the ensuite, the sound of retching quickly following.

Viktor sighed sympathetically and followed behind slowly, reaching for and wetting a washcloth once he arrived in the small room. Jayce was doubled over the toilet, puking up the contents of his stomach which Viktor assumed was only champagne. The doctor had warned him that Jayce might throw up as drugs like these tended to lead to nausea.

Lowering himself to the floor next to Jayce as the other stopped his bout of vomiting, Viktor pressed the cold washcloth to Jayce’s forehead, swiping gently at the sweat that had built up there. Jayce hummed and moved to lean against Viktor’s shoulder, his eyes closed in a mixture of exhaustion and the side effects of the drug still in his system.

“Thank you” his voice was soft and tired, a tad croaky as well from his vomiting spell.

“It’s alright, do you still feel sick?” Viktor questioned

“Bit… I’m tired” Jayce continued, his head turning to hide against Viktor’s neck from the overhead light of the bathroom.

“Come, I’ll bring a trashcan in case you feel ill again, otherwise let’s get you into bed” The two slowly got off the floor and headed back out into the bedroom, Jayce wobbling slightly whilst placing a hand on his head.

“Dizzy” He murmured as they finally reached the bed, Viktor helped Jayce to sit down on his side of the bed before placing the trashcan next to his nightstand.

“Even more reason for you to lay down lásko” Viktor replied softly, he gently pushed against Jayce’s shoulder guiding him to lay his head down on the pillow.

“Get in, cold…” Viktor snorted as Jayce tugged weakly at his wrist, his eyes which were filled with cloudiness were now filled with sleep instead, stared up at him longingly.

Without a word, Viktor slipped into bed next to Jayce not surprised when his strong arms snaked around his waist and his head moved into the crook of Viktor’s neck once more. Viktor’s hand automatically moved up to begin gently running his fingers through Jayce’s hair, the silence of the bedroom beginning to let the events of the evening start processing in his mind.

What if he hadn’t noticed Jayce when he did? What if he had just been a tad slower when chasing after that man? What would he have done to his partner? Endless possibilities swirled around in his head, each thought scaring him further. Jayce could have been killed, what would he have done then? What if-

“You’re thinking too loud” Jayce’s sleepy voice mumbled against his throat, the arms around his waist squeezing gently.

“I’m sorry Jayce… I just” a sigh escaped him as Jayce’s head pulled away from his neck to meet his eyes “What happened tonight should have never occurred… you could have been hurt”

“V it’s not your fault, I’m fine”

“But you might not have been if I hadn’t noticed you! Or, or if Caitlyn hadn’t gotten the doctor or-” Jayce’s lips pressing against his own shut him up immediately, the kiss was soft and reassuring as Jayce’s hand moved to rub against his cheek. Jayce pressed their foreheads together as the kiss ended, his large and warm hand continuing to caress the sharp angle of Viktor’s cheekbone.

“I know you like to overthink the possible endings to everything, but just for tonight tell that smart brain of yours to shush” Viktor couldn’t help the fond smile that crept onto his face

“You’re the one who got drugged, I should be comforting you”

“You still can, can you sing for me?” Jayce asked moving his head back down to Viktor’s neck, the Zuanite’s eyes widening at the request.

“Sing? Jayce I am capable of many things but singing is not-”

“Please? My head is still buzzy…” Jayce pouted, those practised puppy dog eyes cutting straight through Viktor’s defence.

“Alright, alright, however humming will have to suffice as I refuse to burst into song this late at night” Viktor conceded. With a satisfied smile, Jayce tucked his head back against Viktor’s neck as he began to hum a nameless tune, the vibrations gently resonating against his forehead.

The gentle humming and fingers running through his hair slowly lulled Jayce into sleep, his breathing evening out and his body relaxing against Viktor’s side.

“Goodnight, můj Jayce” Viktor spoke softly, allowing the tendrils of sleep to pull him under as well, the sound of Jayce’s soft snores reassuring him that they were safe together.

Just as it should be.

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As you can probably already tell, I like Jayce whump, but it has to be coupled with comfort ♥

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Translations:Lásko: love Drahý: dear Klid má lásko, klid: Calm my love, calm Moje lásko?: My love? Můj Jayce: My Jayce

(I apologize for any translation mistakes)

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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Clear My Head

Turning all the way to face his partner, his work in front of him abandoned, Viktor raised his eyebrow and crossed his arms “Do you wish to talk about it or are you going to continue grumbling over there?”

“Why the hell would you care?!” Jayce’s voice suddenly yelled, taking Viktor aback at the volume and genuine anger he could hear in the words.

The weight of the world is on Jayce's shoulders, he is breaking apart

Viktor will not allow him to stay in pieces

Or Or (as I titled in in my notes)

Subby Jayce has a bad day

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: Sub/Dom Undertones

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The way Jayce came stomping into the lab like a stormcloud immediately let Viktor know that something was off.

Jayce and his normally sunny disposition weren't easily messed with. His partner was normally able to find the positives of most situations, only fueling Viktor's concern further upon seeing Jayce seemingly so angry over something.

“What's got you all huffy?” Viktor questioned lightly, only partially turning his chair to where Jayce had planted his hands angrily against the desk.

Much to Viktor's surprise, he did not receive a verbal answer, only a gruff noise and a roll of the other man's eyes.

The concern that sat in Viktor's chest sank deeper, Jayce normally couldn't stop talking, something was seriously wrong.

“Why the hell would you care?!” Jayce’s voice suddenly yelled, taking Viktor aback at the volume and genuine anger he could hear in the words.

The statement caused Viktor to frown “Why would I-? Jayce you are my partner of course I care if something has you upset” Another exaggerated eye roll and Jayce dragging a hand down his face was his response.

“What does it even matter? No, none of it matters, it's all just stupid bullshit!” Jayce continued, one of his hands moving to his hair and seemingly pulling at it as he began to pace.

“If it has you this upset then of course it matters, did something happen during the last council meeting?” Viktor attempted to urge Jayce to open up, however, he was not surprised when he seemingly growled in frustration and turned to face him with a fire in his eyes.

“Don’t give me fake fucking sympathy, I'm sick of all this fake shit! If one more fucking person pretends to-

“Jayce, down”

The taller man froze on the spot with zero hesitation as his knees went weak under him, sending him crashing to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut. Viktor observed Jayce's blank and conflicted stare at the floor as he rolled his chair over to his slumped partner, the only other sound in the room was Jayce's harsh intakes.

Once reaching Jayce's side, the taller of the two between his legs, Viktor placed a hand gently on Jayce's head, beginning to softly run his hand through his hair. Viktor could feel Jayce beginning to tremble under his hand, his heart wrenching when a choked sob left his partner.

“Oh má lásko” Viktor kept his voice soft and gentle, attempting to soothe and relax Jayce as much as he could

Small choked sobs continued to escape the man below him as he shook his head “‘m sorry… I'm so, so sorry” he whimpered refusing to meet Viktor's gaze.

Viktor shushed him gently “It's ok Jayce, I am not mad, I am here, and I'm not going anywhere”

With that, the dam broke as Jayce's arms wrapped around the Zuanite’s good leg, sobbing into his partner’s knee.

“That's it má lásko, just let it out, you are safe with me” Viktor hushed, curling over to press his lips to the crown of Jayce's head, his hands smoothing over his shoulders in a soothing motion.

“I can't… I can't V… I can't do it” Jayce whimpered through his tears, allowing Viktor's hand to cradle his chin, softly tilting his head up to make their gazes meet.

“You do not have to do anything right now, Jayce, just breathe for me” Viktor's thumbs swiped under his eyes, wiping away tears as Jayce leaned into his touch desperately.

“I want to be good… please let me be good, please” he begged, his grip on Viktor's leg tightening in fear that he may simply drift away if he let go.

Viktor sighed as he cradled Jayce's head, watching his desperate yellow eyes searching for reassurance within his own. In times like this, Jayce's brain was too loud, his thoughts running a million miles an hour and everything was too much. Viktor acted as a force to stop Jayce’s mind from taking him to the point of no return, almost an anchor for him to tie himself to as he came back down.

“You are being good moje krásko, you're always so good for me" Viktor responded soothingly, continuing to trace his hands over Jayce's shoulders, neck, jaw and head in an attempt to ground him. Jayce whimpered slightly, his eyebrows furrowing as if he didn't believe what Viktor was saying

"You doubt my words štěně?" Another whine left Jayce at the familiar nickname, his head leaning into the hand that was cradling his cheek.

Jayce's voice shook as he spoke, his eyes swimming with uncertainty "Every... every time I try I'm never enough... there is always more that they want, always more and I can't give more... I can't be enough... I'm never good enough for them" fresh tears rolling down his cheeks with the words made Viktor's blood boil in his veins

The council

It was always the council, pulling, pushing, stretching his lover to his absolute limit and yet it was never enough, they always asked more of him and every time it left Jayce in pieces on the floor. Viktor couldn't help the possessive grumble that left him, his grip on Jayce tightening slightly.

"You, are not theirs, you do not have to be anything for them" He spoke firmly, his hand moving to Jayce's chin once more to look him in the eyes "You are enough for me, you will always be enough for me, my beautiful, kind, handsome, hard-working lásko"

With each word Jayce seemingly melted, his eyes beginning to soften and pupils dilating as he began to fall into that head space Viktor was leading him to.

"Yours..." Jayce mumbled, a tired smile appearing on his face.

"That's right, you are mine as much as I am yours, my good boy" Viktor responded, returning the smile as Jayce hummed contently and rested his head against Viktor's thigh, the latter continuing to gently run his fingers through the soft hair on Jayce's head.

Finally, a peaceful atmosphere settled in the lab, the storm cloud that had been following Jayce since he had entered finally dissipating, nothing but Jayce's peaceful breathing and Viktor could of sworn that he could hear a purr rumbling from him. He was not surprised when Jayce let out a yawn, one of his hands coming to scrub at his eyes.

"I doubt my štěně would protest a nap, would he?" Viktor had to hold back a laugh when Jayce's metaphorical tail started wagging, his tired but content eyes looking up at him with a nod.

"Grab my cane, we'll go to my room" He kept the order soft, Jayce would obey regardless but he still wanted to keep him calm and relaxed, he had been through enough already.

As expected, Jayce slowly got to his feet and walked over to grab Viktor's cane, walking back over to the Zuanite and helping him stand as he passed him his cane. Viktor smiled gently and placed a hand on the taller man's cheek.

"Thank you má lásko, let's go" Jayce's hand slid into his automatically together they began the slow walk back to Viktor's room, no rush required as they soaked in each other's company.

Jayce would always have to return to the real world eventually

But no matter what at the end of the day

He would return to Viktor

And Viktor would be willing to put him back together every single time, no matter what

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Translations má lásko: my love moje krásko: my beautiful štěně: puppy

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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I Like Your Ti-.... Face...

Jayce's tanned muscles seemed to ripple as he spoke with his hands, each movement of his chiselled chest seemed to dry Viktor's mouth even further, his partner looked as if he had been sculpted in gold, screw that, sculpted in marble

Viktor REALLY likes Jayce's chest, so he makes it known

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: Smut

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There was not a lot that could distract Viktor from his work, no matter how hard the world tried it only caused him to dig his heels deeper into the dirt refusing to be pulled away.

It was not uncommon for people to come by the lab for random reasons, Heimerdinger coming to check on progress, Sky poking around to offer any help she could, and other people Viktor was too enthralled with his work to put a name to.

However, those heavy familiar footfalls he could recognize from a mile away would always be a welcome distraction.

"How was the forge milý?" Viktor questioned without looking up from the calculations in front of him. He couldn't help the small smirk that grew on his face as he heard Jayce groan in annoyance as he approached.

"I swear no matter where I am, those political assholes find me, I can't get a second of peace!" Jayce grumbled, Viktor felt one of his large hands rest on his shoulder making his smirk turn into an actual smile. With a small noise of confirmation, Jayce all but draped his upper body against his shoulders with another grumble.

It never failed to make Viktor's heart squeeze with how careful Jayce always was with him, his partner was a very physically affectionate person unlike himself, so he always made sure to check in with his other half on whether the touch was wanted in that moment.

Although it was rare these days that Jayce's touch was unwelcome, he was almost like Viktor's personal heater.

"You do know you are one of those 'political assholes', right?" Viktor teased, leaning his head into Jayce's cheek which rested against his own.

"Heeeey... I try my best" he pouted making Viktor snort as Jayce removed himself from being his human throw blanket.

"Did you manage to make anything you were... aiming..." Viktor's voice faltered as he spun his chair to face his partner, only to be met with Jayce's naked chest staring back at him.

Jayce ran a hand through his hair and started to respond to Viktor's question, but the Zuanite was beyond listening as he seemed to just stare.

Viktor would consider himself anything but a simple man, he was a man of science for Janna's sake, it took a lot to have him stun-locked... but by the gods

"Viktor...? Are you feeling alright?" Jayce's voice cut through Viktor's horn-, respectful staring

"Huh? Sorry, I erm... zoned out" Viktor coughed nervously getting a fond smile from his partner.

"I was asking if you liked my idea or not?" Jayce continued, cocking his head slightly as he awaited a response.

Viktor's eyes trailed back down to Jayce's pecs, a satisfied hum leaving him as he leaned his head into one of his hands.

"I like your tits..."

"You WHAT?!" Jayce's voice pushed away the last of the remaining fog in Viktor's mind, a searing heat suddenly enveloping his face as he realized what he had just said.

"IDEA! I said I uh, I like your idea..." Viktor fumbled, fooling no one as Jayce began to break into a fit of laughter causing Viktor to blush even further, steam possibly coming out of his ears.

"Nedívej se na mě!" He exclaimed before spinning around to face away from his partner, boiling face hidden away in his hands as he mumbled every Czech curse word he could think of.

In between his fits of laughter, Viktor could hear Jayce attempting to reassure him, the sound of his laughter finally dying down as he came up behind him once again resting himself over Viktor's shoulders but this time he brought his arms around to hug him tightly

"Viiiiiik.... I'm sorry I didn't mean to laugh I just wasn't expecting it" Jayce teased gently, peppering the side of Viktor's head with small kisses to add to his apology.

Viktor grumbled into his hands as Jayce's assault continued, the Piltovan only being encouraged further by the noise.

"If it's any consolation, I like your tits as well" Jayce snorted, his head dropping against Viktor's shoulder.

"This isn't funny! I have just disgraced myself beyond redemption" Viktor whined only semi-seriously. Jayce snickered before turning to kiss at the heated skin of his partner's throat, smirking when he felt Viktor tilt his head to the side to allow him more access.

"You know, if you want me to not wear a shirt in the lab all you have to do is ask" Jayce mumbled in between presses of his lips to Viktor's skin, taking his earlobe in between his teeth and biting softly, revelling at the soft moan that escaped his partner.

Suddenly, Viktor spun around in his chair and placed both of his hands over Jayce's pecs, pushing him with all his weight causing the two of them to fall to the floor, a grunt of impact leaving Jayce as he stared up shocked at his partner. Viktor sat atop his thighs, still covered in a blush but now sporting a smug look on his face.

"You are so lucky I love you" Viktor exclaimed

"And I thought you only wanted me for my tits" Jayce poked teasingly, his eyes flicking down to where Viktor's hands still rested against his skin.

"I've always been an admirer of the finer things" Viktor responded moving closer to Jayce's face.

Without warning, Viktor's head ducked down and suddenly the warm heat of his mouth closed around one of Jayce's nipples, causing the other to let out a sharp gasp, his hands immediately moving to grab at Viktor's hair.

"Vik... Vik I-shit!" Jayce's voice faltered as Viktor bit down, quickly lapping away the pain with his tongue. Jayce felt his blood run south as Viktor looked at up at him through those dark eyelashes of his, his hands beginning to knead at the firm but soft flesh of Jayce's chest.

"Something the matter milý?" Viktor's voice was muffled as he took the bud of Jayce's nipple in between his teeth, rolling the flesh around gently causing more stuttered gasps to leave the other man

Jayce's grip tightened, a stuttered moan tumbling from his lips "You are cruel" Viktor's laugh sent vibrations through the sensitive nerve endings of his chest

"But you love it"

Viktor drank in the sounds that continued to pour from his partner's mouth as he moved over to the other pec, biting at the warm and now flushed skin with intentions to leave a trail of love bites.

"Vi-Viktor..., please" Jayce stuttered, his neck arched as his head tilted back, eyes fluttering from the twist of pleasure and pain resonating from his chest. Viktor chuckled as he pulled back, a pathetic whine leaving the shivering man under him, his back curving upwards in an attempt to chase the stimulation.

"Please what? You'll have to be a bit more specific" Viktor tilted his head to the side, his thumbs flicking gently over the now-hardened buds as he took a mental image of Jayce underneath him.

A sheen of sweat had built up on his flushed tanned skin which was covered in goosebumps, his chest covered in love bites and saliva heaved with need as Jayce looked up at him desperately, pathetically.

"Touch me, please fucking touch me" He mewled, his hands that now rested on Viktor's hips gripped tighter, a gentle roll of his hips had Viktor feeling his straining need through his pants.

"But I am touching you lásko" The statement caused Jayce to bring his hand to mouth and groan into his knuckle, his teeth digging into his finger.

"Please! I'll do an-anything..." the whine sent a jolt directly to Viktor's crotch, a satisfied sigh leaving him in response.

Without a word, aside from his back protesting at the movement, he swooped down and licked a strip between Jayce's pecs before biting down on his collarbone with a responding grind on his own hips.

"Fuck! Vik, Vik, shit!" Jayce all but cried, his hips bucking in response, Viktor's hands continuing to massage and squeeze at his chest.

"Look at you, squirming under my touch, I bet you'd cum just like this wouldn't you zlatý chlapče?" Viktor mumbled through his teeth as he bit down on the junction between Jayce's neck and shoulder, drawing out a wobbly sob and a string of "yes yes yes" out of his mouth.

Viktor moved his good leg between Jayce's shaking thighs, pressing against his clothed erection making Jayce's whole body stutter at the sudden pressure.

"You're going to cum against my knee whilst I enjoy what's mine, aren't you?" Viktor growled, feeling Jayce begin to grind himself down onto his knee.

"Y-Yes, gods fuck yes V-" Jayce groaned as he bit his lip hard, his eyes squeezed tight as he focused on the building pressure in his stomach

A satisfied rumble left Viktor's chest as he gently dragged his nails down Jayce's sides, feeling the muscles jump underneath his fingertips, the constant stream of noises tumbling from Jayce's mouth fueling his efforts onwards, that and his own straining cock in his way too tight pants.

"Are you close mazlíčku?" Viktor questioned as he moved up to underneath Jayce's ear, kissing far too gently at the skin that was radiating heat. Frantic nods and muffled whimpers as Jayce bit into his lip again.

"Such a good boy for me" He hummed as he bit down once more into Jayce's neck.

With a strangled cry, Jayce's body arched and seized underneath him as he barreled through his orgasm, Viktor pressing his knee harder against his crotch in an attempt to ring him out as much as possible. The sound and feeling of his boy writhing underneath him in pleasure caused Viktor to groan loudly into Jayce's neck, his own orgasm knocking the wind out of him as he bit down hard one last time.

Heaving breaths filled the now silent room as the two men came down from their highs, basking in the afterglow of each other.

Jayce was the first to speak, his voice breathy and tired "That... that was... wow" he laughed running a hand through his now sweat-soaked hair.

"Not too much I hope?" Viktor questioned, pulling away from Jayce's throat with a gentle kiss against the bruising skin

"No not at all, just... I didn't expect to be cumming in my pants like a teenager today" Viktor snorted and rolled his eyes, moving to sit up again to admire his work. Jayce's chest, collarbones and neck were covered in red marks that would certainly turn a nice shade of purple in the coming days.

"Proud of yourself are you? Viktor I look like I've been maimed" Jayce attempted to sound mad but Viktor could hear straight through it, they both knew how much Jayce enjoyed being marked.

"Oh hush you, now I think we should get up off the floor, my leg is starting to protest" With that statement, Jayce's whole demeanour flipped as he instantly got out from underneath Viktor to help him stand, reaching for his partner's cane that sat still rested against the desk.

"Thank you milý" Viktor watched amused as a soft pink returned to Jayce's cheeks as he smiled at the endearment.

"I think I need a bath after that, join me?" Jayce offered holding out a hand to his partner, Viktor returning a soft smile as he took his hand.

"I'd like nothing more"

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Translations: Milý: Dear Nedívej se na mě!: Don't look at me! Lásko: Love Zlatý chlapče?: Golden boy Mazlíčku?: Pet

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burntoutvibin · 5 months ago

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One Month Too Long

A month

A month since Jayce had just disappeared into thin air

A month of the council and enforcers arguing back and forth over the "correct way" to go about the situation

A month too damn long in Viktor's opinion

Piltover's Golden Boy gets kidnapped, it's up to his boyfriend and sister to get him back, heist-style

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: Mentions of kidnapping, violence, injury, blood, guns

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A month

A month since Jayce had just disappeared into thin air

A month of the council and enforcers arguing back and forth over the "correct way" to go about the situation

A month too damn long in Viktor's opinion

A month was all Caitlyn had before he would take it into his own hands and her time was well beyond up, leading the two of them to their current situation.

It had taken less than a day for Viktor to track down Jayce's captors, figure out who they were, and what they wanted and set up a meeting with them to "purchase" the man of progress from them.

Caitlyn was not happy with the situation, worrying over the risks to all of them and how the council would react to being undermined, but Viktor, as much as he hated using manipulation, was able to use Caitlyn's affection for Jayce against her.

"Ms Kiramman if we do not act now, there may be nothing for the council to save in the first place"

So begrudgingly, she had agreed to tail him to the meeting sticking to the rooftops to watch his back and make sure nothing went sideways.

Viktor had tried his best with his disguise, hiding as much of himself as he possibly could to avoid any suspicion from Jayce's captors, thankfully having grown up in the undercity he knew how to make a disguise blend in. It was not uncommon for the people of Zuan to cover their faces, meaning he had more opportunity to shield his identity.

Leaning heavily on his crutch which he had switched out from his normal red and gold one Jayce had made for him, he placed his finger to his ear to activate the communication device Caitlyn had insisted he had.

“I am approaching the meeting point, anything I don't see?” Viktor asked quietly, the radio crackling to life soon after in response.

“I see the targets, but not Jayce… I'll keep my eye on the nearby alleyways” her posh accented voice responded.

“Appreciated Ms Kiramman, do not fire unless I give the signal or I am approached from behind, I do not want these people to get jumpy and end up hurting Jayce” Viktor instructed, not waiting for a response as he turned to corner into the alley where he saw three figures standing, waiting for his arrival.

Three basic-looking thugs, varying in size and build, each covered in different types of body modifications and tattoos, most likely an attempt to look intimidating to those who saw them.

“So, you're the buyer eh?” One of them, the tallest of the bunch, questioned, looking Viktor’s cloaked figure up and down.

“Perhaps, depends on the quality of what you're offering” Viktor responded, his voice coming out deeper through his mask which he had built to subtly change how he sounded.

“You'll get yer goods, where's the cash” a woman with a mohawk stepped forward, spitting to the side as she placed her hands on her hips.

Viktor produced a satchel from his cloak, holding it in front of him, the amount of money in the bag was nowhere near the amount Jayce was truly worth but these people didn't need to know that.

The smallest and fattest of the group reached forward to grab the satchel only for Viktor to pull back with a small protesting noise.

“I would see my merchandise before you see your coin” he stated firmly. The three looked at each other before the tallest one grumbled with a flick of his head to the woman. With a nod, the woman walked to the other exit of the alley before walking back into the narrow passage, this time dragging a stumbling figure along with her.

Viktor's jaw clenched as he watched the woman kick Jayce in the back of the leg, forcing him down to his knees. Jayce had a burlap bag over his head, his arms were pulled behind his back and tied together with ropes. His normal academy uniform was beyond ruined at this point, ripped in several places and covered in dirt, grime and dried blood.

“There, you got ya preview, hand it over" The short one took another swipe at Viktor's satchel, but the Zuanite kept it out of his reach.

"As much as your group just oozes trust, I would like to examine it myself. You understand, right? Just business" This seemed to irritate the leader, his eye twitching at Viktor's insistence to get a closer look.

"Make it quick, you're testin' my patience" He sneered, Viktor didn't miss the way his hand twitched down towards his belt, he was not surprised when his communicator crackled in his ear.

"Careful Viktor, he's getting agitated" Viktor wanted to roll his eyes, Catilyn meant well but she was stating the obvious.

"Of course" Viktor replied to both the leader and Catilyn. As casually as he could, Viktor walked over to where Jayce's kneeling form was. He pulled the sack from Jayce's head, his heart clenching when he finally saw his partner's face again after far too long.

His normally very put-together partner was an absolute mess, his hair had grown longer and was ratty atop his head. His normal 5 o'clock shadow had grown into a thicker beard on his face. What broke Viktor's heart was the state of his face, one of his eyes was swollen shut and the rest of his skin was marred with bruises and wounds.

Once he was done looking Jayce over, he noticed the venomous glare his partner was sporting, seemingly also cussing at him through the dirty rag that was tied in between his teeth. The fact that even Jayce couldn't recognize him in his disguise was a good sign, maybe costume design was his next calling.

"Quite the specimen" Viktor mumbled, over dramatically caressing Jayce's hair like one would a prized animal. The action resulted in Jayce violently flinching his head away with a growl; Viktor wanted nothing more than to rip off his disguise and comfort his lover.

"You should hear him scream, he's got some lungs on 'im" The short one laughed making Viktor's blood begin to boil in his veins.

With a harsh inhale, Viktor's hand gripped Jayce's hair, already wanting to apologize as a hurt noise left the man below him.

"You've held up your end of the deal, so I shall hold up mine" Viktor stated plainly, throwing the satchel towards the group, the woman grabbing it as it flew threw the air.

The three of them gathered around to look into the satchel, their eyes widening upon opening it seeing real money inside. The group looked up towards Viktor, looks of surprise quickly turning to predatory, as Viktor expected.

"You got an awful lotta cash mister, who are you exactly?" The woman questioned, slinking forward towards him and Jayce.

Viktor huffed out a small laugh through his nose before steeling his tone, finally letting his anger shine through.

"The last face you will ever see" With that, Viktor threw his crutch out to the side, allowing his legs to buckle and for his body to fall over Jayce, almost acting as a human shield.

BANG

... silence

Viktor looked up slowly, not surprised when he saw the bodies of the three thugs he was speaking to moments ago on the ground, dead.

A clean shot through each of their heads

Damn, Jayce wasn't kidding when he said Caitlyn was a good shot.

"Je konec" Viktor sighed to himself, reaching up to remove his mask as he felt Jayce move underneath him. His partner cautiously unfolded himself and looked up at him, his one good eye widening when he saw his face. Viktor assumed that Jayce attempted to say his name, the sound being muffled by the rag still in his mouth.

"I'm so sorry for hurting you moje láska" Viktor apologized as he reached for the knotted fabric behind Jayce's head, allowing the other to spit it out the moment it was loose.

"V? H-How? How did you find me? How did you..." He cut himself off looking behind him to the dead bodies of his captors.

"I cannot take all the credit, Ms Kiramman is quite the shot" Viktor explained as he reached for Jayce's bound wrists, frowning at how tightly the rope was tied into his partner's skin.

"Cait is here?!" Jayce exclaimed, Viktor did not miss the worry that laced his voice. Only Jayce Talis would worry for others' safety when he had just been rescued from being held hostage for a month.

"Luckily for you, your partner is beyond stubborn and wouldn't take no for an answer when I told him not to go on a suicide crusade" Caitlyn's voice appeared behind the pair, her rifle's barrel still smoking in her hands.

Finally, the ropes around Jayce's wrists came loose and Viktor instantly took them into his hands to examine them.

"You could have gotten yourselves killed, why didn't you go to the council or the enforcers or-"

"If we had waited on those rich bastardi any longer, you would have been returned to me in a body bag" Viktor exclaimed harshly causing Jayce's mouth to shut with an audible click. The annoyance he felt quickly dissipated as he looked over Jayce's wounded face once more, a hand coming to rest gently against his cheek, the other automatically melting into the touch.

"I tried to wait, but they were going in circles moje láska... I couldn't lose you to their indecisiveness" Viktor explained softly "I know you like to do things the official way but I couldn't do nothing, you are too important to me"

Jayce sighed, pushing his nose against Viktor's palm drinking in the touch he had missed so much over the past month. Despite all the aches and pains that were wracking through his body due to the month of abuse, Jayce had never felt safer than in this moment.

"I missed you" he mumbled, his own hands coming to hold the one Viktor still had against his cheek.

A gentle smile came across Viktor's face as he leaned in to press their foreheads together.

"And I missed you můj zlatý kluk"

"Not to break up this whole tender reunion, but I think it's time we head back, I don't feel like doing this whole song and dance again if anyone spots you two" Caitlyn interrupted.

She was right, the undercity was never short of thugs like the three they had just dealt with, they needed to get back to Piltover, the sooner the better.

Plus Jayce really needed a bath.

"Come moje lásko, let's get you home" Viktor said as he reached for his crutch, his other hand supporting both himself and Jayce as they rose from the alley's floor.

Caitlyn came to Jayce's other side to help support him, despite the height difference between the two. As the trio began to walk, Caitlyn flicked at Jayce's cheek with her forefinger.

"Ow! What was that for?!" Jayce exclaimed

"For getting yourself kidnapped! Don't you ever scare me like that again Talis, do you hear me?!" Caitlyn muttered angrily at him, her voice lacking any real fire behind it. Jayce huffed and rolled his eyes, placing his cheek against the top of Caitlyn's head.

"I'm sorry sprout, I didn't mean to make you worry" Jayce sounded sincere, making Caitlyn grumble at him further.

"Well, you did. If you think Viktor or I will be letting you out of our sight anytime in the near future you've got another thing coming"

"My two personal bodyguards, my boyfriend and my sister... I'm sure that'll go well"

"Jayce I am not letting you leave our bed until every mark on your body is gone"

"Don't threaten me with a good time, love"

"Eww...."

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Translations: Je konec: It's over Moje láska/lásko: My love Bastardi: Bastards Můj zlatý kluk: My golden boy

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