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“You’re doing so good…” Jayce whispered, fingers dipping inside of Viktor slowly.
Viktor could hardly believe how this all got started, that some piercings made them act so differently.
“I got my nipples pierced yesterday.”
Viktor dropped the hammer in his hand with a loud sigh, head smacking the table. He wished, he wished so badly that Jayce wouldn’t tease him like this. Did he even know what he was doing to the poor man? Probably not, he had no sense of what was proper between coworkers. Friends, even, you wouldn’t just announce that, Viktor assumed.
“Hurt like a bitch, they’re still sore now and I have to wear this stupid shirt all day.” Jayce was tugging his shirt out of his pants, making it looser on his chest. Viktor swallowed at the brief glimpse he saw of gold metal. Gold. Of course it was gold. Why wouldn’t stupid, attractive Jayce get gold nipple piercings? He hated him.
He didn’t. He didn’t hate him, he wished he could hate him, but he was stupidly in love with him. The man helped him through top surgery, the whole recovery, and was there for him on his bad days, when he couldn’t get out of bed and cried the whole time, and here he was, fantasizing about biting at those piercings and making Jayce moan.
“Vik? You there bud?” Jayce was waving a hand in front of his face. Viktor jerked back a little, squawking as he fell off the seat. The impact to the ground never hit, instead, he was wrapped in warm arms and being set on the table. Neither moved for a moment while Viktor adjusted to the sudden movements and his back creaked uncomfortably. Thank god he’d had top surgery. His hands were pressing against Jayce’s shoulders as he took in a startled gasp of air, eyes still shut from expecting to hit the hard ground.
“I gotcha, don’t worry.” Jayce was speaking to him softly, and it helped him relax. His voice was smooth and velvety, beautiful in his ear. Gods, if only he could hear that more, specifically in bed with Jayce hovering over him, hands roaming his body and telling him how perfect he was-
“You don’t seem to be feeling too well, do you need to go home Vik?” Jayce sounded worried now, leaning back and cupping his cheek, then his forehead. Vik knew he was flushed, he hadn’t been able to control his thoughts for days now, and today was especially bad. This crush was getting out of hand now.
“I- Yes. I should go home.”
Jayce, of course, offered him help home, and Viktor, unable to part from him so easily, accepted the help. His hand was soft on his back as he walked Viktor into his home, which was, of course, spotless. Because he was never there, not because he cleaned regularly.
“I’ll see you later, make sure you rest today, no tinkering out of bed. Or in bed. Resting only.”
Viktor listened, but only so he could get off to thoughts of Jayce.
“You’re so beautiful, Viktor.” Jayce was speaking in his ear. Viktor turned bright red and leaned away, swatting his shoulder. Jayce had been flirting since his piercings got done, and Viktor was at his limit. He was moments away from dragging Jayce away and fucking him silly in a broom closet.
“Stop that, Jayce. We’re in public.” Viktor murmured, dragging his eyes away from Jayce, who moved back to the original position side by side.
“So if we were in private, I could say what I wanted to you?” Jayce keeps his voice quiet. “I could… do what I want to you?”
Viktors eyes shot to Jayce’s face, looking for any sign of it being a joke. All he could see was Jayce being serious, eyes on Viktor as well. The two stared for a moment before Viktor had to break eye contact.
“Yes.”
Jayce practically sped the whole way way to his apartment, hand on Viktors thigh the entire way. The moment they got in the door Viktor was pressed into the door and Jayce was locking their lips together in a heated kiss, hands pressing against Viktors hands, keeping him pinned to the door.
Even as Viktor was moaning into the kiss, a leg sliding up Jayce’s body to wrap around him, he marveled at how gentle Jayce was with him, not slamming him into the door, not keeping him there by force, just gently walking him back into it, holding his hands like a lover would, helping him up so he could wrap his legs around Jayce, because god he could not hold himself up when he was being kissed so heavily, his legs were already so weak from just a kiss, how could he survive going any farther with Jayce?
“You’re okay with this?” Jayce asked when they parted, a strand of saliva between their lips. Viktor responded by kissing him again, softer, less heated, a quick kiss where he licked at his lips and pulled away.
“I would not be here if I wasn’t.” He affirms, mouth brushing against Jayce’s mouth. Jayce’s lips somehow managed to turn up into even more of a smile.
Jayce carried him- carried him!- to the bedroom and gently sat him on the edge of the bed. Viktor began to unbutton his jacket, only to be stopped by a gentle hand from Jayce. He looked at him with confusion in his eyes, mouth open to question him.
“Let me take care of you, Vitya.”
Viktor, of course, turned red at the pet name. Jayce was the only one allowed to call him that, and he liked to take advantage of that it seems. He let his hands fall to his side, letting Jayce unbutton his jacket and slide it off. He was happy to find that instead of just tossing it to the side, Jayce folded it and set it aside for him. He repeated the actions with the tie and his shirt, setting them on top of the jacket. Viktor expected him to go straight to his pants, but was startled when Jayce leaned down and started pressing kisses to his chest, where his brace wasn’t covering. He gasps, a hand flying up to… he doesn’t know what, so he awkwardly sets it on Jayce’s head, petting his hair.
Jayce continues his kissing downwards until he reaches his pants, then finally moves away as he undoes the buttons and slowly eases them off of Viktors hips, repeating his actions with his boxers and setting them aside again.
“If I go too fast, tell me.” Jayce murmurs. Viktor would nod, reaching out for his suit jacket and pulling him in for another kiss. Jayce could go as fast as he wanted as long as he kept touching him, he didn’t care.
Keeping him distracted with kissing, Viktor begins to undo his suit jacket and shirt, wanting to touch, wanting to see these piercings he’s heard so much about. Jayce would catch on quick enough, taking his clothes and just tossing them over a chair.
“Only fair if we’re both naked.” Viktor would point out, eyes locked on the piercings. He glances up at Jayce before leaning in, sucking one into his mouth and biting down gently. The movement, as he expected, brought him a low moan from Jayce’s mouth, a hand petting through his hair, and a straight shot of arousal to his groin. This was something he had dreamed about. He would continue biting and sucking for a moment, determined to leave marks, before pulling back and assessing the swollen bite mark on his chest.
He didn’t want either of them to be able to deny this happened.
“Excited for those, I see.” Jayce is teasing him? Right before they’re about to fuck? A true act of cruelty in his eyes. But he was excited for them, he had been for awhile now.
“What happened to the gold piercings?” He asks in lieu of a real response. Jayce raises an eyebrow as if to ask how he knew about those.
“Decided these were less flashy, and they matched my suit today.” Of course they did. Such an eye for detail, when it came to certain things, of course he would match his silver nipple piercings to his silver suit jacket. As if people at the party would have seen them.
“Brace on or off?” Jayce would ask, jolting Viktor from his thoughts. He would take a moment to think about it, hands tracing down Jayce’s body.
“On… for now.” His back still hurt a bit, and even if he was going to be laying down later, he wasn’t right now. Jayce nods in response and gestures for Viktor to lean back against the pillows. Viktor would, he’s heard the awful conversations between Jayce and Caitlyn, both boasting about their own sex lives. It gave way to countless fantasies for Viktor. The man boasted he was a sex god, so Viktor hoped for both their sakes that he lived up to those words.
Jayce positioned himself near Viktor, sitting at the edge of the bed, and slowly began running his hands down his thighs, pressing his legs apart and kissing his knee.
“Beautiful.” He whispered, making Viktor look away. Viktor didn’t understand how this was happening, how he had managed to get Jayce come home with him for this, but he wasn’t going to pass up the chance.
“Ah-” He gasped when Jayce slid his hand over his cock, a little test touch before he held it between three fingers, starting to pump gently. Viktor shuddered, a hand flying up to grab at Jayces shoulder.
Being touched by someone else was so different from touching himself, the sensation was near foreign to Viktor, as it had been years since he was with someone in a sexual manner. It sent pleasant tingles up his spine, making his toes curl and he started to give gentle thrusts with his hips, wanting more but not sure how to get it, even when Jayce started kissing at his throat, occasionally dipping a finger half inside of him, he wanted more. He wanted all of Jayce that he could get, and he’d be damned if he didn’t take tonights chance to get it.
“Jayce- ahn!” Viktor moaned, arm curling behind his head to grip at the pillows.
“You’re doing so good.” Jayce was saying, Viktor could barely focus on the words.
“You’re so beautiful.” His fingers were pressing inside of him, making Viktor moan louder as he began to pump them inside of him, twisting and thrusting, pushing deep inside of him until Viktor was on the edge, chasing the high Jayce was providing, only… to have those fingers ripped away from him in a cruel torturous movement that left him panting and whining.
“W-why did you stop?” He looks at Jayce through half-lidded eyes, glancing around the room as if to make sure they hadn’t been interrupted.
“Be patient, Vitya.” Jayce moves so he’s in between his legs, farther back than he should be, and then he’s kneeling, leaning down, sliding so he’s between his legs and mouthing at his thighs and Viktor finally understands what’s about to happen.
He’s never been eaten out before, and before he can say anything Jayce is pressing fingers back inside of him and taking his cock into his mouth, making Viktor gasp, hands threading into hair as he presses down, wanting more from him.
Jayce gladly gives it to him, sucking at his cock while working the fingers inside of him, licking around his own fingers to taste Viktor and push his tongue inside of him. Viktor was moaning nonstop, loud swears slipping from his mouth as he babbled mindless praise. He had already been close, so it was no surprise when he came on Jayce’s fingers only moments later, back curling over Jayce, a loud moan of his name from his lips, and fingers pulling at hair. Viktor fell back against the pillows, panting, eyes half shut again. He could still see Jayce from where he was, sitting up and licking his lips.
The action made Viktors heart skip a beat, especially when he glanced lower and saw how hard Jayce was.
“Are you okay?” Jayce asked, moving to kneel where his face had just been, leaning over Viktor to cup his cheek. Viktor nodded near violently.
“Yes, yes gods yes. I don’t think I’ve ever been better in my entire life.”
Jayce laughs a little at the statement, leaning in to kiss the mole next to Viktors mouth.
“Do you want to continue?” Viktor can’t remember ever sleeping with someone so attentive. So caring and gentle.
“Yes, but.. Can we take my brace off?” It’s a simple question, but Viktor still almost cringes at himself for it. Normally when he slept with someone, his shirt stayed on to hide the brace underneath, to hide his body.
Jayce has no problem helping him take the brace off, sliding it to the other side of the bed where it wouldn’t get in the way, and wouldn’t risk falling either. Viktor pulled him into a kiss that was much gentler than their previous ones, licking at his lower lip before sucking his lip into his mouth and biting gently.
“I’m clean, so.. As long as you’re clean, you don’t need any protection.” Viktor would murmur between kisses. Jayce would pull back just a little, enough to see his face.
“You’re sure?” Viktor nods. He’s always been careful, and he can’t have kids anyways. May as well have Jayce raw.
“Tell me if it hurts.” Viktor kisses Jayce in response as he slowly presses inside of him, making Viktor moan into the kiss, hands gripping at his shoulders. He wasn’t going to tell Jayce this, but he had fucked men with bigger dicks before.
Jayce’s hands slide down his body, over nipples that are pinched, over top surgery scars and down to his hips, where they remained gripping at him gently. Viktor was torn between wanting Jayce to be rougher, and wanting him to remain as soft and kind as he was being.
It was different, everyone either treated him like he was fragile and was going to break, or they were too rough with him. Jayce… was almost perfectly between the two, the only problem was that he was thrusting too slowly.
“Faster, Jayce.” Jayce, who was biting at his throat, for once didn’t question his orders, instead speeding up to fuck into him faster, making Viktors head fall back and to the side, giving Jayce more room to bite and suck, apparently determined to leave marks on his throat. Where everyone could see.
“Fuck, Jayce, I want more.” Jayce was smiling against his skin, moaning and panting almost in tune with Viktors moans, and reached down between their bodies to wrap his fingers around Viktors cock. Viktor wrapped his legs around him and dug his fingers into his back already close once again. It wouldn’t take long before his back was arching, a near scream sounding from his lips and he tightened around Jayces cock.
Jayce would go to pull out, intending to just finish on Viktor, as to not overstimulate him, and would be stopped by Viktor tightening his legs.
“Fuck me until you cum.” He orders, arms still draped loosely over Jayce’s shoulders. Jayce, for once, turns red. It isn’t an offer he gets really. But he complies, making Viktor start moaning immediately, moving his hips in time with Jayce thrusting into him, constantly tightening around his cock until Jayce cums inside of him, making Jayce bite down into his shoulder quite hard. Harder than he intended to.
Jayce rolls over, off of Viktor and to his side, and immediately cuddles up to him.
“That.. was amazing.” Viktor doesn’t respond, still breathing hard, and to be honest, a little lightheaded from being made to cum twice in rapid succession.
“Hey, are you okay?” Jayce sounds concerned now, prompting Viktor to roll his head towards him, a small smile on his lips.
“I am.. Amazing. Perfect. That was amazing.” He’s still breathing heavy as he cuddles up to him, nuzzling under his chin.
“I hope you don’t mind staying here for the night. Because I’d really like if you did.” The nervousness shows in his voice now. Viktor laughs into his throat.
“I don’t think I could move to leave, so you’re stuck with me.”
“Not stuck. I want you here.”
Viktors chest throbbed. He wanted to stay here forever. With Jayce by his side.
Instead of responding, he just closes his eyes and lets his body relax.
“Hey, Vik?”
Viktor makes an annoyed noise. He had almost been asleep when Jayce spoke, waking him up.
“Should we put your brace back on? I don’t want you in pain in the morning.”
He didn’t even bother to open his eyes.
“No, your tub is bigger than mine, I’ll just soak for a while after we get up.”
Jayce nodded against his hair, giving his head a kiss.
“Goodnight Jayce.”
“..Goodnight, Vitya.”