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save me pre top surgery jayce....save me

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Completely JayVik in my head

But JayMel/JayMelVik if you whish, for my man is an absolute bottom—

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Left or Jaybe right? ... I choose both. 😏

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Nym: I’m sugar!

Sorn: I’m spice!

Tav: I’m… everything nice?

Sorn: Not everything

Nym: If you want two of us, we want two of you

Tav: Only two of us? Can I bring more?

Nym & Sorn: Oh?

Tav: I have a hot vampire boyfriend, and a hot druid boyfriend

Astarion: Hello, darlings~

Halsin: Afternoon! I hope you like it big

Nym: Oh. Oh yes. This is perfect. Yes, yes, YES!

Sorn: So much for sugar

Nym: Being the only woman at an orgy changes a girl. Who I am today, do not judge me for tomorrow

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do you guys think nym and sorn are actually twins or is it just a weird roleplay thing

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07.07 - Happy Bday Jayce! 😘

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commune au where, because of jayce's exposure to the arcane, viktor's finger marks aren't permanent and he gets the joy of leaving new marks all over jayce once the others fade

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more fucking vanco/zaundads smut because i can't WRITE ANYTHING BUT PORN

bro how do people write slowburn everything I touch devolves into sex in like .3 seconds.

me trying to write vanco meet-cute and the FIRST THING THEY DO IS FUCK. is it because i'm ace? is it because i'm like "no fucks for me thanks" so i have to dole my allotted amount of fucks out to fictional characters?

anyway here's MORE vanco omegaverse porn, under the cut, because I CANNOT CONTROL MYSELF. omega silco, alpha vander

“Ah. The pit fighter with the stupid nickname,” Silco says. This man is annoying him and wasting his time, but he doesn’t seem inclined to leave and Silco doesn’t think he’ll be able to catch this man by surprise again. Might as well fix the hair while he waits for the guy to shut up and go away.

“I just think you could’ve anticipated—” the man stops talking as Silco’s hair falls from the tie. He gives the man an expectant look as he runs fingers through his own hair to detangle it.

“Haven’t even introduced yourself and you’re criticizing the tactics that earned us rights?”

There’s a delay before the man answers, his gaze trained on Silco’s fingers and hair. “Ah, I’m Vander,” he says, still staring.

There’s interest in Vander’s eyes, some sort of fascination, and heat. Silco’s seen it before, had that look directed at him more times than he can count. There’s no reason for it to make his gut twist in anticipation, no reason for him to get wet in response.

Vander smells it, of course he smells it, he’s fucking alpha, it’s in his nature to be attuned to the scent. Silco feels exposed and uncomfortable and wet, wet, wet.

“Fuck,” Vander hisses. “Really? That’s all it takes for you?”

Silco clenches his jaw, refusing to answer.

“At least tell me your name,” Vander says. “It’d be nice to know the name of the pretty birdie getting wet after a little pushback.”

“You seek me out and you don’t even know my name?”

Vander gives him an unimpressed look. “Of course I know who you are, Silco. It’s just impolite to say your name without you telling me.”

“As if you care about manners,” Silco scoffs.

“Gods, you’re a mean little thing,” Vander murmurs.

“If you expect me to be nice—”

“Who’s complaining?” Vander interrupts, smirking. “I could, if you’d like. Would start with how disappointing it is that you’re holding back. People talk; I know you’re meaner than that.”

Silco is humiliatingly turned on, and Vander knows it. It’s not often that Silco finds himself speechless, but he has no idea how he’s supposed to respond, his brain warring between telling Vander to fuck off or fuck him. And Vander is alpha and so big, Silco loves it when they’re big, and he wonders if Vander’s cock is big too, if his knot is, how it would feel inside him, how full he would feel.

The day is only half over and Silco deeply resents his body betraying him in the middle of the day. He can’t leave, he has to get back to work but everyone will be able to tell.

“Let me eat you out,” Vander says. Silco whines, something low and needy and his gut twists and he’s so wet he’s soaking through his clothing. “Let me lick that pussy open for you, dove. Come on my tongue and then send you back down.”

Silco stares, frozen and speechless, and does not move as Vander stalks toward him. He has to tilt his head to meet his gaze once he’s close, but he holds his ground, and he twists a hand in Vander’s shirt and lets out a keening moan as the man trails fingers over his wetness, just the barest amount of pressure.

“Or I can fuck you with my fingers,” Vander purrs. “I’d have you on my cock but then I’d knot you and it takes a while to go down.”

Silco’s breath is coming sharp and short as Vander touches him, rolling his hips into the pressure of the man’s hand.

“Please,” Vander adds.

“Where?” Silco asks, breathless. Nothing is truly private around here, everything semi-public at the very least. Vander touches his wrist and then leads him back behind the building outside the mine. There’s a little corner of darkness, mostly hidden, where Vander presses him up against the wall and sinks to his knees.

Silco shivers as Vander slides big hands up his legs, and god, they’re so fucking big, he’s so big, fingers thick and long and it’s perfect. He fumbles with his own pants, trying to get them undone so he can shove them down and get Vander’s tongue on him.

His underwear is sticky with slick, pussy wet and dripping down his thighs. Vander groans and leans in and inhales, tongue flicking out to lick his little cock as he helps Silco shove his pants down. He needs to get at least one leg out so Vander can spread him open properly.

The second Silco’s foot is free Vander grabs his thigh, placing Silco’s leg over his shoulder as he finally gets a proper taste. He licks it up, chases the wetness down Silco’s thighs and back to its source, dipping his tongue in and making Silco’s gut clench with heat, pulling a desperate whine from his throat.

“Please,” Silco gasps, head falling back, twisting a hand in Vander’s hair. “Inside me, I want to feel it inside, fuck me with it, fuck.” He’s begging and needy and it’s humiliating but he rolls his hips, pressing his cunt down as Vander listens, licking deep.

Silco is hot and panting and Vander is moaning, rubbing at his own cock as he eats Silco out, and Janna that’s such a fucking turn on. The man wants him so much he’s hard just tasting him. Silco pushes Vander’s face closer, rides his tongue with punched-out gasps and moans and the pleasure coils in his gut, spreads out like fire, god, it feels so fucking good. He grinds down harder, tugs, begs, he doesn’t even know what he’s saying, he just knows he needs more.

Vander’s licking him so good, tasting him, fucking him with his tongue like he was asked. Silco’s hips jerk and he cries out as Vander licks up to suck Silco’s cock into his mouth, working it with his tongue.

“Give me a finger,” Silco says, more of a plea than a demand.

“Not today,” Vander murmurs against him. “Hands are filthy, dove, my tongue will have to do for now.”

“You said,” Silco whines, and he knows he sounds petulant but god, he needs it, he needs to be filled.

“Changed my mind,” Vander says, then dives back in, tongue working deeper and faster and rubbing against him with more pressure.

Something about being denied and having Vander so eager between his legs has Silco gasping loud, rolling his hips, harder, gods it feels so fucking good, that wet tongue licking him open, fucking his cunt, Vander lapping up his slick. The man has his pants down now, hand jerking his cock.

“Oh gods,” Silco moans, looking at it. He’s so fucking big. “So big, gods, want it so bad, fuck, bet that knot’s big too, bet you can fuck me hard with it, bend me in half, come in me and plug me up, fuck, Vander, please.”

The man jerks his cock faster, expression heated and blissful and Silco is going to come, he’s so fucking close, he’s going to come on this man’s tongue, the man who killed for him—Silco cries out, rough with Vander’s hair as he thrusts his cunt into the man’s face, orgasm crashing into him. He keeps rolling his hips and Vander keeps licking him through it, moaning with each wave.

He doesn’t relent, he keeps going, he watches Vander fuck into his own fist rough and desperate and still fucking Silco with his tongue, eating his cunt, wet and sloppy and needy and Silco sobs, head falling back, he comes again, two hands in Vander’s hair now as his body jerks with it, the pleasure rolling through him, gut clenching. Silco comes back to himself just in time to watch Vander squeeze his knot and come. He can see the man’s cock pulse and there’s so much fucking cum it’s obscene and all Silco can think about is how badly he wants to feel it inside him.

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Silco’s too old to give a shit. He’s forty seven, he’s got a husband who fucks the life out of him every night, his daughters give him near heart attacks multiple times a week, and he’s just acquired an almost granddaughter who’s far too active for his old man body.

He orders food at 3am and answers the door in his silky slip and mesh, feather edged robe, marks fresh on his neck and insides of his thighs. He just throws money at the delivery man before crankily slamming the door shut and shuffling back to bed with his to-go box of garlic bread and lasagna.

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Hi so. Hi everybody. Y'all remember that post I made about Silco trying bondage again and Vander seizing the opportunity to just be super affectionate with him, and he gets mad emo about it?

I made it into a fic. Also, to boot, I added a chapter where they do. Quite a bit more than just bondage and affection, as Silco decides he's ready to try going all the way with their kink exploration ;')

Also also. I drew an. Extremely smutty illustration of the second chapter on my Bluesky account. So that's there, yk. If you wanna see it :,)

*I think the quality got nuked so. For that I do apologize, unless it's just my shitty connection lol

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OK hear me out. It's the alt timeline, Silco finds the letter and forgives Vander. Their friendship starts back up but its slow progress. Silco is quiet and a bit standoffish but Vander can't keep his eyes and well, hands off of him. 👐😏😤

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inappropriate workplace activities

Look it's me, writing more Silco getting eaten out content, because that's my entire life now I guess. But it's published this time! And complete!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64783978

Fandom: Arcane (League of Legends)

Pairing: Silco/Vander (Arcane/League of Legends)

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Young Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Young Vander (League of Legends), The Last Drop (Arcane: League of Legends), Fluff and Smut, Trans Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Soft Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Soft Vander (League of Legends), Creampie, Unsafe Sex, Size Difference, Top Vander (League of Legends), Bottom Silco (Arcane: League of Legends), Vander Has a Large Penis (League of Legends), Size Kink, Felicia Delivering the Harassment the Boys Deserve, They Should Know Better Than to Have Sex Over a Bar Stool

Excerpt Below the Cut

“What are you doing?” Silco sighs, feeling the heat of Vander behind him. “Cleanin’,” Vander says, tone innocent. But he’s got his fingers in Silco’s hair, gently pulling his hair tie out. Silco turns his head enough that he can see Vander in his periphery, the movement sending hair spilling over his shoulder. Vander watches it, watches Silco, with that peculiar sort of single-minded interest. There’s a heat behind those eyes, an expression he’s been on the receiving end of from many a man (and occasionally a woman, here or there), but Vander’s gaze is always a little different.  Less covetous, less predatory. With Vander, it doesn’t feel like there’s the need to consume. It’s the type of heat that smolders, that lasts. The type of heat that warms you instead of burns you up, the kind you bask in. “What now?” Silco sighs. “I’m busy.” He gestures to the till, half-counted, and the ledger splayed open next to it. “You’ve got to recount it now anyway,” Vander says. He leans forward, chest pressed to Silco’s back, to pluck the pencil from his fingertips and set it aside. “You’ve lost track.” Silco scowls, turning back to the task at hand. He has indeed lost count of where he was. “I wouldn’t have, if you hadn’t interrupted,” he mutters. His gaze sweeps over the empty tables spread out in their bar and he gestures to them with annoyance. “You’re not done cleaning, either, so I don’t know what you’re doing over here bothering me.” He shivers as he feels warm lips press into the side of his neck, Vander’s large hands settling on his hips. “Oh, I think you know,” Vander says, voice low and husky. Silco bites his lip, willing himself not to respond, but his body has other ideas. He shifts a little on the tall barstool and lets out a shaky breath as Vander runs a hand down his front. “Vander,” he says, and though he means it to come out admonishing, it falls off his lips like a moan instead.  “There we go, pretty sparrow,” Vander murmurs, pulling Silco so he’s leaned back against Vander’s chest. “This is inappropriate,” Silco says, a halfhearted complaint as Vander’s fingers find their way to the buttons of Silco’s pants. Silco places his hands on Vander’s forearms, digging his nails in but making no move to stop him.  “Since when d’you care what’s appropriate?” Vander asks. He undoes the front of Silco’s pants, sliding his hand under the fabric, and Silco can feel the upward curve of Vander’s lips as he presses his smirk into Silco’s skin. “Naughty birdie, no underthings?” Silco’s face flushes. He knew he’d lost this fight before it even started, but he can still complain for appearance’s sake. “Did you at least wash your hands?” “‘Course,” Vander answers, fingers gently exploring Silco’s skin, the crease of his thigh, the soft curls—trimmed, of course, because Silco is ridiculously fastidious about that kind of thing—and mapping out every part of Silco except for where he wants him most. 

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Vander grunted and stilled, his firm grasp on the underside of Silco’s thighs tightening ever so slightly, and Silco felt Vander’s balls as they rested against his ass. Silco panted, gasping for air as though he’d lived his entire life drowning, and having his best friend’s cock fully hilted in his ass was his first taste of oxygen. He was a mess. Not that Vander was much better, standing with his eyes pinched shut in concentration as he took measured breaths to regain his stamina.

Moments passed, and at some unknown point, Vander stopped panting. Silco didn’t notice a change until he felt Vander sliding one of his hands down to the flat part of Silco’s stomach beneath his belly button. Silco vaguely registered the warmth of his large hand as it rubbed circles over his lower stomach skin.

“Fuck, Sil…” Vander spoke with earnest astonishment, finally catching Silco’s attention.

Silco felt his face flush with embarrassment. “What?”He lifted himself to rest on his forearms, the table making an ominous creaking sound as he moved. Vander moved his hand, allowing Silco to see the slight bulge from Vander's cock on his lower stomach.

Silco’s eyes widened, a surge of warmth rushing to hid groin and causing his already painfully hard cock to jump against his stomach and drool precum onto his stomach skin. He clenched his ass, causing both him and Vander to hiss a sharp breath of air through clenched teeth.

After Silco had gotten a chance to take in the sight, Vander’s hand continued rubbing the spot, building up into a slight massage that Silco knew would have him writhing if Vander kept it up. Silco whined, slapping a hand over his eyes and turning his head. Vander was oblivious to Silco’s true plight, as the initial astonishment had turned to worrying about whether or not this was a serious injury on his friend’s body. He also felt stupid for making it such a big deal in his head. He didn’t know what to do or say to Silco, who at this point was beginning to squirm under Vander’s hand. Vander removed his hand and slowly looked up at Silco, hesitant to speak for fear of his worst suspicions being confirmed.

“Are you h-“

“I need you to fuck me.” Silco interrupted, finally moving his hand from his eyes to make eye contact with Vander. “Hard, please Vander”

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NSF(W)Dom! Silco headcanons

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Tags: Silco x reader, nsfw, ownership, marking, possessiveness, control, dirty talk, choking, begging

Minors don’t interact!

Note: Hello! I really enjoy writing for you guys! Based on all you answers on mu poll yesterday I figured out you were both interested in Silco following with you shopping and Nsfw headcanons! Majority wanted some nsfw so that’s what I will give you first! I hope you enjoy these nsft headcanons with our dearest Silco!

Masterlist

~ Silco doesn’t just fuck you. He owns you. And he wants you to know it.

~ He doesn’t share. He doesn’t care if someone so much as looked at you the wrong way that day, by the time he’s done, you’ll be marked and ruined beyond recognition.

~ He likes seeing his bruises on your body, scratches down your thighs, bite marks where no one else can see.

~ If he suspects you’re teasing him or being bratty? He’ll grab your chin, force you to look him in the eye, and demand you explain yourself.

~ Silco thrives on control. He decides when, how, and if you get what you want.

~ He’ll make you beg, not because he needs it, but because he loves watching you break.

~“Look at you. So desperate. So pathetic. And yet, you’re still mine.”

~ But just as easily, he flips to praise, whispering filth in your ear about how you belong to him, how perfect you feel, how you were made for him.

~If he’s really lost in it, his voice turns low and breathless,a stark contrast to his usual control.

~ If you’ve pushed him too far, expect him to take it out on you.

~ He doesn’t stop after one round, he keeps pushing, fucking, overstimulating until you’re sobbing into the sheets.

~ Gloved fingers around your throat, whispering threats in your ear about how he’s not done yet.

~ “What’s wrong? You can take one more. You want to be good for me, don’t you?”

~ When you’re a shaking mess, completely spent, he finally stops, pulling you close, his grip still firm, his voice still dangerous. “Next time, don’t test me.”

~ If you’re innocent, shy, or hesitant, Silco takes it as a personal challenge to break you.

~ He’s slow, methodical, whispering every filthy thing he wants to do to you until you’re begging for it.

~ “You don’t even realize what you’re asking for, do you? I should make you beg louder.”

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Hello:) could you do headcanons for silco if you are comfortable ofc?

Order up, it’s Silco Headcanons!

Sfw

• Silco isn’t a man that will step in front of you. He lets you be independent, have your own achievements and freedom. If anything, he’s the one standing behind you, just case :).

• you totally didn’t see him sit on a throne made of cheese and say I am the cheese king. 

• Hugs over kiss. The feel of having his heart so close to yours makes him weak. Also, I have a feeling he’s not warm a lot, so he likes to steal your warm like a reptile lmao

• You know those boyfriends that forget everything their partner likes? Don’t have to worry about that anymore! He remembers everything…everything. He’ll gift you a vase you pointed out in a shop 5 years ago. You’ll stand there in complete surprise and he’s just like :)

• Is a crazy cat man. Cmonnn, look me in my one eye and tell me this man doesn’t own cats? He does it with kids. He either owns a tuxedo or a tortoiseshell cat

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• Not a fan of quickies. He wants to take his time, he wants to please you. But, on the rare occasions that it happens, he’s mean. Hitting and caressing all the right places, knowing you have to be quiet. He’s like “I’ll be quiet… *Process to smash the pussy so hard, his penis went to jail*”

• Knows exactly how foreplay works. Oh, you guys planned to have sex tonight? BAM, Breakfast in bed! Shoulder massage! KABOOM, favourite dessert! Foreplay starts right when the new day begins.

• Spanks you with his cane 100000%. It’s more tame in public, a quick tap to get you to fix yourself. Alone? On all four, whacking that shi on your ass over and over again. If he’s feeling extra mean, he’ll make you count or say thank you in between each spanking

• Loves marks. Bites, makeup stains, hand marks, scratches. If you have nails, please please drag them down his back

• favourite kinks: power play, brat/brat tamer, ropes, leashes, sensory, candles, edging, guns and knifes, fire, roleplay

• favourite nicknames: love, darling, sweetheart, toots (ironically), angel, beloved, sweet

• If he were a drink: black coffee with caramel

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Hello! How about arcane charaters reaction to the reader wearing a pretty dress/outfit?

Please and Thank you

Arcane reacting to the reader in a pretty outfit

Jinx:

Whistles, like straight up

She'll stop whatever she's doing to give you all of her attention and I mean all of it

It's funny that you think that your walking away walking

If your a girl or a trans fem? She's got a strap in her workbench drawer ready for the occasion

You wanna top her? She's alright with that go straight ahead

Your male or trans masc? She will ride you until your shaking or give you head whatever you want

Your either passing out or crawling out of her workshop

"Oh! Hi bab- *whistles* well damn your a pretty thing!" Jinx giggled out excitedly,"cmere cmere! I wanna love on you!" Jinx insisted

"Ok ok ok what's up?" You said walking closer.

And then Jinx pulled you closer, whispering in your ear while letting out little laughs "yknow~ you look so pretty, but what if we just take it off?"

Your neck will be marked and hell she might even get you a collar with her name on it, just for a good precaution yknow?

Vi:

You're now not allowed to go anywhere without her

Your gonna go shopping and it's topside? She's got a hoodie on

You have to go to work? She's staying right where she can see you

Your working for silco? She knows how to follow and be undetected

She marks you, not even in a sexual way, she's just possessive

It's either your getting marked and she's going with you

Or your staying home and changing

"Little mouse? Oh, oh my..where do you think you're going?" Vi asked, leaning her side against the doorway

"Huh? Oh, I was gonna go shopping up topside and wanted to look nice. Why? Do I not look good?" You asked paranoid

"No, you just look a little too good, little mouse." Vi moved closer

Yea, on the other hand, if she decides you look too good, she'll just take it off herself

Silco:

He doesn't care

Like genuinely

He always has someone watching over you to make sure your safe

You insist you can take care of yourself? He'll agree with you(and send sevika after you)

He's borderline asexual and doesn't particularly feel the need to make sure your marked by him or anything

He knows he's feared in the underground, so there's nothing to worry about

You knocked on silco's door carefully hearing a muffled "come in" from behind it

Silco took a moment to glance up from his papers when he heard you walk through the door. "Ah good morning, my dear. I hope you slept well," silco said, setting his pen down

You nodded "yea I was gonna go out, so I was just letting you know "

Silco nodded. "ok dear, have a good time." Silco waited five minutes after you left to call sevika into his office. "Follow them," he ordered sevika

And this is the routine every time

Ekko:

You think your leaving your shared room like that? Hahaha no.

He will lock you in your bedroom till you change or will change you himself

After the day is done he'll insist you put it back on so he can admire you properly

Intimate moments were rather rare due to him running the firelights

So he definitely took advange of this

Those clothes aren't lasting through the night and neither is the grease paint on his face

"Morning firefl- no. Get back in that room now. " Ekko cut himself off, setting his coffee cup down on the counter and pushing you into the room gently

"Ekko nooo! Cmon, I look adorable!" You insisted

"Yea I know and I don't wanna have to deal with certain problems of my own and keep people from looking at you in the way only I'm allowed to, so change" Ekko finished before locking you in the bedroom and standing there until you were done

He loves you so much if you can't tell

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NSFW JayVik Headcanons

content: mlm ship(could be m4m, m4tm, or tm4tm), penetrative sex, semi-public sex, mention of breeding kink, praise kink

author’s note: Sorry I’ve been gone for like a week, I’ve been recovering from a cold. I’m working on a much longer JayVik fic that someone requested so I figured that I’d just drop this simple little list of headcanons in the meantime. Enjoy!

Jayce’s favourite position when he’s topping is cowgirl. He always either places a pillow underneath Viktor’s bad leg or just holds it up gently for extra support. He also loves holding Vik’s tiny waist with his huge hands because it’s the hottest thing ever

His favourite position while bottoming is missionary. He loooves looking at his lover while he gets pounded like there’s no tomorrow

Viktor’s favourite position when he’s topping is doggy style, specifically him standing up while Jayce is bending over something(desk, bed, etc)

His favourite position when he bottoms is spooning. It puts no pressure on his bad leg plus this allows Jayce to moan and say FILTHY things in his ear

Speaking of Jayce saying filthy things, he will without a doubt say the most dirty things that come to mind and regret it immediately after the whole ordeal. It doesn’t help that Vik usually teases him about it

“What was it you said you’d do to me last night? ‘Breed me like a bitch in heat,’is that correct?”

“OH GODS WHY WOULD YOU REMIND ME”

Viktor on the other hand has nothing to regret because any filth that comes out of his mouth is always in Czech and he refuses to translate when Jayce asks what he said

Jayce moans really loud. He just can’t help it. Oftentimes Viktor will have no choice but to cover his mouth with his hand or make him bite down on something just to shut him up, especially when they’re fucking in the lab

Viktor on the other hand took a while to finally become comfortable with making noise. He used to stifle any noise that threatened to escape him, but nowadays he doesn’t mind letting Jayce know just how good he’s making him feel by way of whining and groaning

They were both already very familiar with each other’s bodies before their first time due to the many anatomical and biological studies that they’ve done on one another

During their first few times together, Jayce pretty much treated Viktor like he was made out of porcelain. He constantly checked in on him, asking if his leg was okay and if anything hurt etc. While it was very flattering that he was being so considerate, Viktor got a little tired of constantly having to reassure Jayce that he was fine. They talked about it afterwards and luckily Jayce is a quick learner so it wasn’t much of a problem

Sex is usually spontaneous. One second they’re going over equations and the next second one of them is bent over the desk with their ass high in the air

They’ve almost gotten caught several times by Heimerdinger and several others but does that stop them? Nope not at all

Jayce is a lot more focused on Viktor’s pleasure than his own. He’ll make sure that he cums at least three times before he finally allows himself to

It takes a lot for Viktor to cum. The only sensation that has been consistent in his life is intense pain—lots of effort has to be put in to make him feel something stronger than that. Luckily, Jayce knows him like the back of his palm—he knows how to make him feel pleasure that overrides the pain

They both definitely got emotional after their first time. It was nothing like either of them had ever experienced before, so they spent a good half an hour just holding each other afterwards

Jayce has really sensitive nipples. This is was discovered by accident, but now Viktor takes full advantage of this almost every time they get intimate

Jayce is an absolute sucker for praise. All Viktor has to do is pat his head or call him a good boy and he’ll get in the mood instantly

Aftercare is usually very light because Viktor falls asleep right after. But in the rare case that they’re both wide awake, they’ll just start building stuff together while still being completely nude