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missyshadix · 7 months ago

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By the End of the Night

“You did not even know what my name was earlier this evening,” Viktor started tightening his grasp on Jayce’s hand,” And here we are now, an overexcited and stimulated mess trying to push the limits of our relationship from the very beginning.”

Jayce let out a small laugh, “Maybe we are rushing things a little.”

Viktor frowned at the thought, but he couldn’t say he didn’t disagree with Jayce. Maybe with time, they would know more about one another, and this night would come with a greater reward at a later date. But still, there was nothing quite like the present.

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Viktor had not really imagined this being the end scenario to the events that had transpired so far this evening. But such was the unpredictability of life.

Currently, Viktor found himself on his couch, his hands fumbling to unbutton Jayce Talis's shirt collar. Jayce was overtop him, his hands running through Viktor’s hair. The pair kissed in a hurried desperation. Why the rush? Viktor wasn’t quite sure; perhaps it was the worry that this was the only chance the pair would get. Or that the two would get caught. Not unlike them breaking into the office earlier, Viktor’s excuse that it was his bedroom slowly coming back to the man as laughable considering the current circumstances. Perhaps he would have had better luck just leading Jayce to his bedroom from the start.

No. Viktor thought of the events leading up to this celebratory makeout. Had the two not had their breakthrough with Hextech and floated about the laboratory together, he doubted they would have made it back to this spot, which was, in fact, Viktor’s bedroom. And for some reason, Viktor was thinking of the odds of the pair getting here, not how incredible this was.

Jayce Talis was arguably one of the, dare Viktor think it, most attractive men he had ever met. That or Viktor had found his type. Jayce was so warm and glowing, allowing all his emotions to shine through. Viktor had seen a wide range of them that night. Had Viktor not stepped in when he did, Jayce may not be here peppering kisses down Viktor’s cheeks, chin, neck…

Viktor found himself biting down on his lower lip as Jayce moved in closer, tugging at the smaller man’s shirt to reveal more of Viktor’s pale neck. Viktor found his thoughts wandering as to what it would feel like to have Jayce leave Viktor covered in bruises of affection.

Jayce’s thoughts must have been similar to Viktor's because he paused and pulled back to look up at the smaller man, his brown eyes connecting with Viktor’s. Viktor could feel warmth spreading in his cheeks, and he realized that after all this time, he still had made no progress in undoing any of the buttons on Jayce’s shirt or even loosening his tie.

“Um,” Jayce swallowed heavily and exhaled his warm breath on Viktor’s face, his gaze darting down to Viktor’s neck and then back to his eyes. “Are… is this OK?”

Viktor swallowed and averted his gaze away from Jayce’s intense stare, looking down at his fumbling fingers. “I seem to be having difficulty with your shirt collar, Jayce…”

Jayce chuckled and leaned back taking Viktor’s hands in his own before gently letting them fall. Viktor watched as Jayce tugged his tie downward and, in one quick motion off his neck entirely. He discarded the red fabric, and Viktor couldn’t help but watch it float down to the floor. Viktor wondered if Jayce had ever done that before and how easy it was to do. As he pondered that a second or two longer than he should he felt Jayce’s warm fingertips under his chin redirecting his gaze back towards him.

Viktor definitely felt the blush paint his cheeks now as he looked at Jayce, who seemed to be enjoying Viktor’s reactions. Jayce unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and vest with ease, revealing his toned and tan skin. Viktor let his gaze wander up and down every inch of Jayce, unaware that his hands were moving forward to the exposed skin.

Jayce chuckled and leaned forward, his chest connecting with Viktor’s palms, “Like what you see?”

Viktor was not one for snappy comebacks, so instead reached one hand up to the back of Jayce’s neck and pulled Jayce downward so their lips finally connected again. Jayce smiled into Viktor’s lips, and Viktor took that slight parting of Jayce’s lips as an opportunity to push his tongue into Jayce’s mouth. The intrusion startled Jayce as a soft sound of surprise escaped him initially before he, too, followed suit, both of their tongues sliding back and forth, each enjoying the other's taste.

Jayce shifted, allowing Viktor to fall back on the couch completely. Jayce tossed his shirt in the process, and Viktor smiled at him, admiring how perfect he was.

At the thought, Viktor felt something tighten in his stomach—a feeling and discomfort he hadn’t felt in a long time. Viktor reached for Jayce, attempting to pull him back for another kiss to get the thoughts to go away, but Jayce caught Viktor’s hands in his own.

“I can’t be the only one with my shirt off here,” Jayce teased, reaching down to Viktor’s tie.

Panic was starting to rise in Viktor as Jayce loosened and tugged Viktor’s tie off the same way he had done with his own earlier. Jayce tossed the garment aside and began working on the buttons on Viktor’s shirt when, without thinking, Viktor grabbed Jayce’s hand, stopping the action entirely.

Jayce’s demeanor changed instantly, and he looked at Viktor with immediate concern, “Is something wrong?”

Viktor didn’t know what to say. But he was starting to feel like the whole evening was about to be ruined. He shouldn’t have brought Jayce here. He shouldn’t have kissed him first. He shouldn’t have done any of this if he knew this would happen. But he didn’t, and now he was trapped under Jayce’s weight, with Jayce staring down at him with all the concern in the world. It was sweet. In all his life, Viktor had never seen anyone look at him the way Jayce was now.

Viktor found his thoughts spiraling slowly backward to his days in the Undercity children and teenagers older than him, shoving him to the ground and spitting at him, calling him names, some childish and others names Viktor would rather not remember. But he saw all of their faces and heard all of those words. It was the first time in a long time Viktor had thought about everything that had happened before he forced himself up and out of that life. He had never let many people close to him for fear that they, too, would think what all those demons had shouted at him before. Viktor figured his life would be easier if he pushed himself forward never looking back and presenting himself as he did now. The intelligent inventor and scientist who was seemingly an outcast from everyone. It was lonely at times; perhaps that was why he returned to find Jayce and read through his research. Jayce wanted to change the world, and for some reason, Viktor couldn’t quite yet explain, he wanted to be a part of that change too.

“Did I do something wrong?” Jayce’s voice brought Viktor back to reality. He looked over Jayce’s worried face and down to his hand wrapped tightly around Jayce’s.

Viktor closed his eyes and let his head fall back on the couch, taking Jayce’s hand and pulling it close to his chest, fearing that if he let go, he might lose Jayce forever.

Jayce let out a small laugh, “Maybe we are rushing things a little.”

“Perhaps,” Viktor whispered, opening his eyes and looking at Jayce, who had relaxed overtop of Viktor. Viktor noted how carefully Jayce had positioned himself so as not to crush too much of his weight on the smaller man.

“Or…” Viktor spoke softly, pulling Jayce’s hand towards his lips and pressing soft kisses to each knuckle joint. It was Jayce’s turn to flush a shade of pink as he watched Viktor with reignited intensity. Viktor placed his opposite hand on Jayce’s forearm and pressed gently up Jayce’s arm, tracing along the veins and few freckles that patterned his skin. Viktor reached Jayce’s clavicle and let his fingers gently glide across the bone. It seemed the simple actions had taken all the air from Jayce as he let out a small sound somewhere between a cough and a sigh.

“Or,” Viktor repeated, “I was letting myself think back to a past that I left behind instead of living in the present.”

Jayce appeared paralyzed, uncertain how to proceed. He looked like he wanted nothing more than to kiss the air out of Viktor, just as Viktor’s simple mapping had stolen the air from Jayce. But he stayed still, waiting for permission to move. It seemed that neither scientist wanted to ruin this. Viktor traced his hand to Jayce’s chin and gently tugged, freeing him from his frozen state. Jayce quickly fell towards Viktor, their gazes locking, both heartrates picking up.

“You’ve changed my life in so many ways already, Viktor,” Jayce said softly, pressing his forehead into Viktor’s. “I want to live in this moment with you so we can change the future.”

Viktor smiled at the sentiment: Jayce was much more than he seemed. Viktor shifted his hand up and around the back of Jayce’s neck and pulled their faces closer. “I’d like that, I think.”

Jayce closed the space between them, bringing their lips back together. It felt not like the fourth or fifth kiss but the hundredth. A softness started the kiss, and both accepted that this night would not change things in one way but in countless different ways. They were going to change the world together.

Jayce brought a hand to Viktor’s side, and the touch was scorching. Viktor couldn’t help but groan at the simple touch. Jayce seemed to notice and softly slid his hand from Viktor’s hip to the middle of his ribcage. Viktor could feel the trail Jayce left behind; he could feel every inch of Jayce’s hand and fingertips on him, and in that moment, he wished for his shirt to no longer be a barrier between them.

Viktor pulled back from Jayce’s kiss and let out a desperate, “Take off my shirt Jayce.”

“Are you sure?’ Jayce locked eyes with Viktor.

Viktor placed his hands on either side of Jayce’s face, “Yes, Jayce, please I really want you to touch me.”

Red flashed from Jayce’s nose to the tips of his ears at Viktor’s statement. Viktor could now see the multiple meanings in the statement and chuckled, pushing Jayce back and unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Jayce quickly joined the task and began undoing the bottom buttons. The pair met in the middle, and both smiled at one another before Jayce helped Viktor sit forward so he could remove and discard the garment.

Viktor fell back onto the couch and looked up at Jayce, observing his expression. Viktor fought back the visions of before, the laughs, the namecalling it wanted to resurface, but Viktor pushed it away as he saw Jayce stare at him. Jayce looked over Viktor like he was the world's most precious thing. Jayce set his hands carefully on Viktor’s hips and ran them up Viktor’s sides. Viktor let himself smile at the touch. Jayce then, even more carefully than before, ran his hands along the thin scars that ran along Viktor’s chest.

It was as if at that moment, Jayce understood Viktor's panic from before. Jayce leaned down and gently pressed a kiss to each scar. Viktor inhaled sharply at the gesture and could feel himself slowly starting to lose his grip on reality. Jayce cared.

“You’re beautiful,” Jayce whispered, looking up at Viktor.

Viktor had never felt desperation until that moment. He wanted more than anything to be able to grab Jayce by the shoulders and flip him over so Viktor could be on top, in control, and have his way with him. But everyone has their limits, so while trying to contain every desperate urge inside of him, Viktor ran his hands up along Jayce’s arms. He did learn quickly and knew what Jayce liked, too.

Viktor’s long fingers painted along Jayce’s arms, dipping and pressing along the curves of Jayce’s forearms, to his biceps, and finally to his shoulders. Viktor let his hands continue to Jayce’s back and pressed lightly, bringing Jayce back to him. Their eyes locked, pupils blown, breath heavy, and electricity buzzed off both of them; they could feel it. It was like they were floating around the Hextech again; Viktor would give anything to flip their positions weightlessly.

Viktor pulled Jayce into another kiss, desperation appearing in that moment. Their lips crashed a bit too chaoticly, teeth clacking almost painfully, and each nipping, licking, and biting, fighting to have the other. It was all a bit breathtaking, quite literally. Jayce pulled away, and both he and Viktor let out breaths, inhaling gratefully. Jayce brought his hands up and ran them through Viktor's hair, and they found themselves in a position not far off from where this all started. Jayce slowly kissed Viktor’s neck, then seemed to find a spot he approved of and bit gently into the pale skin.

“Fuck,” Viktor hissed and tightened his grip around Jayce, wanting him to leave all the proof that Viktor was his. Jayce seemed to understand and began sucking hard on the bite. Viktor dug his nails into Jayce’s back and dragged a small path down to his ribs; he wanted to leave his mark, too after all. Jayce moaned into Viktor’s neck in approval.

This was nice, but Viktor knew that the two of them had other desires and needs aside from kissing and leaving bruises along the way. Viktor could tell by the moisture and warmth spreading between his legs and the ever-growing bulge of Jayce by Viktor’s thigh. While Jayce continued to bite and suck different spots along Viktor’s neck, Viktor trailed his hands down Jayce’s back and brought them to Jayce’s hips. With a tiny bit of force, Viktor tugged down on Jayce’s hips while simultaneously pushing his own upwards so that the pair connected. Jayce snapped up in an instant, moaning into the new contact, and Viktor couldn’t help but let out a groan as well from the contact. Viktor pulled Jayce closer again the friction building between them. Jayce followed along by dragging himself along Viktor. Jayce and Viktor both went for the other's pants simultaneously as if thinking the same thoughts.

“Great minds think alike,” Jayce said with a breathless laugh as he spoke and stood from the couch. Viktor felt Jayce’s absence in an instant, and it was painful. But Viktor knew Jayce was coming back, so he unbuttoned his pants and, as best he could, lifted his hips to start shimmying the trousers down and off along with his underwear.

Viktor made it to about midthigh before the endeavor to remove his pants became difficult. Of course, Viktor thought, frustrated, attempting to sit up when Jayce’s warm hand stopped him, resting gently on his shoulder. Viktor looked at the hand and then up to Jayce’s face. Skipping the fact that Jayce was entirely naked, Viktor willed himself to only look at Jayce’s face.

“Can I help you with that?” Jayce asked, walking around the couch and bending to Viktor’s level, his hand falling away. Jayce placed both hands gently on either side of Viktor’s thighs, taking the fabric of his clothes and cautiously beginning to tug the garments down.

Viktor had never really been speechless before now, but for some reason, watching Jayce take such care in removing Viktor’s clothing was taking any form of coherent thought from him. Jayce seemed to take extra care moving the clothing past Viktor’s knees, and then, with one final tug, Viktor was free. And there they were, both taking in the other. Both of their eyes tracing and savoring the other's form. Jayce moved back towards the couch, eager to assume his previous position. But Viktor grabbed Jayce’s arm, stopping him.

“Wait,” Viktor pushed himself to a seated position and longed for the ability to crawl and climb like everyone else, ”I want to…” Viktor didn’t really want to have to say it. Jayce looked between Viktor, himself, and the couch, and then it seemed to come together without Viktor having to say anything. Jayce sat down on the couch as Viktor briefly swung his legs forward off the edge of the couch.

“Let me help you,” Jayce held out a hand, which Viktor took gratefully. Who knew trading places was such a task? “Is it your right knee?” Jayce asked, tilting his head towards Viktor’s right leg as he gently laid back, pulling Viktor towards him.

“Quite observant,” Viktor smiled. He could bend and rest on top of his left knee, but his right leg was still extended over the edge of the couch, not as forgiving to bend quite in the manner Viktor wished it would. But he made do. He shifted forward to his hands and knee, framing his hands on either side of Jayce’s hips taking in the sight that was Jayce Talis. Viktor inhaled sharply and pulled himself forward, landing his bottom right atop Jayce’s thighs. Jayce watched Viktor patiently.

As Viktor took a moment to catch his breath, he took in the entirety of Jayce. Aside from the obvious, Jayce was a sight to behold. This new perspective of Jayce was nice. Viktor could see his form, the outline of his chest, and abdominal muscles more prominent from this angle. But Viktor feared perhaps he had bitten off more than he could chew; getting into the next position would require quite the effort, and the events of the evening had taken more out of him than he had realized. But Viktor was determined.

Viktor pushed forward again, raising his hips and angling his entrance towards Jayce. Jayce immediately came forward, reaching his hands to both of Viktor’s hips to lift him up and forward. Viktor pushed one hand off the couch and down to his folds, gently spreading them open for Jayce. Jayce inhaled sharply at the sight. Jayce looked at Viktor, but Viktor only nodded. Ever so slowly, Jayce lowered Viktor down on top of him, and Viktor felt his breath catching as Jayce slid inside of him inch by inch. Jayce took up every inch inside of Viktor; Viktor had never felt this kind of sensation before, and it was almost overwhelming. But god, it also felt amazing.

Once Jayce was entirely inside of Viktor, Viktor fell forward, his hands landing on top of Jayce’s chest. Jayce’s hands had not moved from Viktor’s hips, and Viktor appreciated the extra stability.

Viktor slowly gazed up at Jayce, “This feels incredible, Jayce.”

Jayce bit down on his lip to try and control himself but couldn’t stop the involuntary jerk of his hips upwards, pushing himself even further into Viktor. The pair moaned at the action, and Viktor’s elbows gave way slightly, causing Viktor to lay onto Jayce’s chest.

“Shit, sorry,” Jayce stammered, looking at Viktor.

Viktor pulled one hand forward, pressing it into Jayce’s cheek, “No, keep going.”

Jayce nodded, and with slow, gentle movements, he pulled his hips down, pulling out of Viktor, and then, before he was halfway out shifted his hips upwards, moving back into Viktor. Viktor and Jayce both moaned into the movement. Jayce continued slowly moving in and out. Viktor let his hand fall from Jayce’s face and found stability in Jayce’s shoulder, pulling himself forward and back in rhythm with Jayce. Jayce groaned and his grip on Viktor’s hips tightened.

The pair found themselves moving faster and faster. Moans and gasps of pleasure escaped both of them. Viktor pulled himself forward as best he could; luckily the pair were not that much different in height, so with only a little effort Viktor brought his mouth forward to plant a kiss on Jayce’s. Jayce returned the kiss in a frenzied state.

“Viktor,” Jayce let out between kisses, “God, I’m so close.”

Viktor could feel himself nearing his own limit as well, the feeling of Jayce filling him; the friction between them was plenty stimulating. That and well looking at Jayce become more and more unwound with each thrust was enough to put Viktor over the edge.

“Me too,” Viktor whispered. Jayce smiled and pulled his forehead forward so it connected with Viktor’s. Viktor appreciated the small contact as the pair moved back and forth, their desperate rhythm picking up pace.

And so, with quickened breathing, growing moans, and grips so tight on one another that bruises would likely linger for days, the pair reached their climaxes together. Cries of the others' names came from their lips as they both finished. And then, finally, the pair lay breathlessly finished and truly exhausted. Viktor wasn’t sure he could move at all. Luckily, Jayce still had some energy left within him and gently rolled Viktor onto his left side, carefully placing Viktor’s right leg onto the couch. The separation of the two of them revealed the mess their entanglement had left. Jayce hurriedly swept around Viktor's room before returning with clean rags. Jayce wiped Viktor down first and then took care of himself. Meanwhile, Viktor watched Jayce move about with care and admiration in his eyes.

When Jayce was finished, he turned back to Viktor and found the smaller man smiling at him. Jayce smiled back and though the couch was not big enough for the two of them this way, he laid down on his right side on the edge of the couch to face Viktor.

“That was…” Jayce began and then trailed off, staring at Viktor’s face, his eyes focusing on something.

“What?” Viktor became very self-aware in that moment and reached a hand up to his face, only to have Jayce catch it in his own.

“Nothing,” Jayce smiled, gently pressing his and Viktor’s hands to a spot just below Viktor’s right eye. Viktor knew what was there and softened to the touch.

“You know,” Viktor started softly, “You are the only person who has ever seen me this way…”

“Really?” Jayce asked, eyes glowing at the thought.

“Well, this way,” Viktor gestured to his bare body, then continued, “And as someone worthy of care and…”

Love

Viktor didn’t say it—he didn’t have to. He thought it, though, and it seemed maybe Jayce was thinking it, too. Jayce leaned in and gently pressed his lips to Viktor's. Viktor sighed at the simple gesture.

Jayce pulled back and placed his and Viktor’s hands between their chests. “Well, Viktor, know that I will always see you as someone who deserves those things, no matter what.”

Viktor thought back again to everyone who had ridiculed and belittled him all his life, how they had broken a broken man. And that broken man believed no one would ever care or love him. But now, here with Jayce, he felt like maybe he could have what Jayce was promising. Perhaps he had made the right choice after all, stopping Jayce from walking off the ledge, creating Hextech, leading Jayce here, and kissing him first. It was all meant to be.

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