#arcane.viktor

[vander-affectionate]

sorry im thinking about sweet little virgin viktor, but here me out bcmy urge to corrupt is high

shaky hands pulling down your pants and then —

his face is suddenly beet red and he's looking away like he'd expected you to have on a second pair of underwear, like he hadn't expected you to be so damn pretty everywhere, like he wasn't just mouthing over the damp spot between your legs.

"y-you're dripping..."

his eyes are blown from where they're on the floor, but he's slowly building his courage through stolen glances to your ass hanging off his desk.

it's adorable seeing him like this and you jest, dragging a couple fingers over your slit and drawing them into your mouth all while keeping his gaze. "so it appears i am" you gleefully jest.

he swiftly drops his eyes and his face seems to get that much more vibrant—

"w-why, why did you do that?!"

you lean down, fingers drawing in his tie and pulling him forward only slightly, "didn't you want a taste?"

viktor's throbbing. his dick print is straining his trousers so much that it hurts and his eyes roll into his skull when your foot presses on his erection only slightly. he's groaning low in his throat and gripping your thighs so tightly that you're sure he'll leave marks. his hips roll and he looks teary when you remove your foot.

"well?" you smile, leaning back on the desk and viktor's dropping his head on your pelvis.

he can fucking smell you. his dick twitches, you're witness to it when it does from within the confines of his pants. he's too lost, near drooling over the treat between your legs to realize that your leg has brushed his dick and now he's slightly humping your leg from where he's bent over you.

your fingers tangle harshly in his hair and his eyes flit up to you, you feel him twitch against your leg and his hands are shaking now.

"do you want a taste or not?"

he trips over himself and hilariously enough, viktor's fly loses the battle against his straining erection and you can see how it finds relief in the smallest gap of his pants.

"or would you like me to taste you?"