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The evening light was dimming, the air hot and humid down in the fissures as Jayce made his way towards the commune. The scent of flowers was on the warm breeze as it blew through vast fields of yellow blossoms that surrounded it. The village looked calm as he approached the outskirts. The people there radiated peace and contentment in a way Jayce had never seen before. They regarded him placidly as he stumbled into their midst. He had a splitting headache, he could hardly see straight as his leg throbbed with pain, but he knew he had to force himself to continue on. Flashes of memories burned his mind, phantoms of corroded ivory and gold, dark wastelands, sad, pale eyes, and a promise made.

Jayce felt a throbbing pain in his temples as time dilated around him and he lost track of where he was, unsure of time and space. He fell to his knees and dropped his hammer, barely noticing the loud crash as it clattered to the ground. He felt torn in several ways. Unable to come to terms with what he came here to do and his true desires. But the words echoed in his head.

“I won’t fail; I swear it.”

He had made a solemn oath, and he needed to keep it; the fate of Runeterra depended on him.

Jayce felt a fresh stab of sharp pain in his head and doubled over, his stomach roiling with nausea. He closed his eyes tight and groaned in misery as the world tilted on its axis, his head spinning. He was shocked back into reality when he felt the soft touch of a small hand to his forearm. He snapped open his eyes and nearly screamed in fear when he saw a pale, blank face close to his own. He blinked rapidly and the vision dissipated, the face of a young boy coming into focus. The boy’s expression was gently concerned, his green eyes full of deep empathy and kindness. Somehow the boy seemed to know what he needed as he guided Jayce to his feet and took his own broad palm and started to lead him through the dirt streets.

It was getting dark when the boy turned a corner and stopped. The child pointed towards a strange looking building constructed with many colors of glass panes some distance away. It seemed to be a greenhouse, as Jayce could see the outlines of tall fan plants through the frosted glass. He looked down at the boy and the child nodded towards the greenhouse and smiled softly.

Jayce knew this was where he would find Viktor.

The thought of Viktor made his heart clench, and his chest tighten painfully, stealing his breath. He stood motionless for a long moment, trying to get control of himself. He felt the child’s hand squeeze his own and then the boy let go of his grip and Jayce’s hand fell to his side limply. Jayce watched the child start to walk away from him, turning to wave at him with a smile. Then the boy rounded the corner and disappeared. Jayce was left alone in the growing dark, his thoughts racing and his heart beating a rapid rhythm against his ribs as he panted for breath. He tried to force his body to move closer to the greenhouse, but his feet remained frozen to the spot.

He was about to see Viktor again after months of torturous misery and excruciating pain and suffering. One of the only things that kept him going during his imprisonment in the alternate world was the thought of seeing Viktor again someday. He had fought to stay alive with the simple hope that he would be reunited with his partner again. That he would bask in Viktor’s presence, take him into his arms and hold him close. Keep Viktor from leaving him again. But now things are different, and he understands what he must do.

He needs to kill Viktor.

Runeterra is doomed if he doesn’t. But that is the last thing he truly wants to do.

Jayce Talis loves his partner as more than just a friend or a comrade.

He is in love with Viktor.

It took being trapped in a ravine, experiencing despairing agony and fear for him to finally fully understand this fact. When he had nothing but time to examine his life and mistakes. When the pain was so intense the border between past and present thinned enough for him to see their relationship in a new light. Viktor’s smile, his laugh, his brilliant mind, and kind heart. These were things that Jayce admired and always had. But it took seeing Viktor’s broken body amongst the rubble of the council chamber to click into place just how much Viktor meant to him. The long days and nights watching over Viktor as he gestated in his cocoon had only made it clearer to him. Understanding that he would do anything to have Viktor back because his feelings towards the man were more than platonic. When Viktor awoke and walked out of his life, the pain of loss that he felt was unbearable and bone deep. Then the wastelands of the ruined Piltover finally made him come to terms with the fact that he was desperately in love with Viktor and had been for years.

Jayce was haunted by Viktor during his imprisonment, seeing him in the fire, in the shadows, in his daydreams and nightmares. Thoughts of Viktor had kept him alive and now here he was, about to do the unthinkable to the man he loved. Jayce hated himself now more than ever. That he could even think of doing something so horrible repulsed him. But he knew that it was necessary for the survival of all life on Runeterra. Viktor himself had shown him that. The Mage had told him what he needed to do, and he trusted him.

Jayce had promised him that he wouldn’t fail.

Finally, he got control over himself and started to slowly walk towards the greenhouse. An eerie purple light was glowing within, and Jayce could see several blurry shadows moving against the illumination. So, Viktor wasn’t alone. That would make things more difficult. He crept closer, his hammer draped over one aching shoulder and when he was nearly at the structure he heard a cry ring out in the night.

Jayce would recognize Viktor’s voice anywhere, even if only a wordless cry.

His blood ran cold, and he instantly sprinted towards the greenhouse. Viktor was in trouble, and his instinct was to protect him. He could recognize the irony in that, wanting to protect the person you intended to kill.

Jayce reached the closed door of the greenhouse and looked in the windows and what he saw nearly made his heart stop in shock.

Viktor, in the middle of a tangle of bodies of other men, naked, his holes stuffed full of cock.

Jayce gasped in shock and stumbled backwards and nearly dropped his hammer. A fresh wave of pain stabbed his temples, and he groaned as his vision went blurry. But he forced himself to look upon the terrible sight of his beloved getting thoroughly fucked.

Viktor was laying across the body of a broad chested man who was fucking his thick cock into his ass, the man’s large hands holding open Viktor’s thighs. Another man was kneeling over him and thrusting his girthy prick into Viktor’s plush cunt. Viktor’s arched throat was stuffed full; his keening cries and mewling whines being muffled by the cock that rocked in and out of his mouth. Both of his hands were full as he jacked off two more men who kneeled over him. There were more men gathered around the group, watching and waiting for their turn. It was an utterly depraved sight, and it made Jayce’s blood run hot in his veins.

He could do nothing but stand there helpless, watching as Viktor was defiled. The man thrusting into Viktor’s throat shuddered and climaxed as he pulled out, splattering cum over Viktor’s red lips and flushed cheeks. One of the men getting jacked off came as well and his cock jerked and spurted more cum over Viktor’s greyish-purple skin across his chest. Viktor moaned, the sound horribly loud in Jayce’s ears and arched his back, rocking back onto the two cocks splitting him open. He seemed to savor the men’s pleasure. The men who climaxed moved out of the way and two more men took their places, taking their hard cocks from their flimsy looking clothes.

Jayce realized he was trembling and biting his tongue to keep in the scream that wanted to break free. He gripped his hammer tightly until his fingers ached and was about to make a move when Viktor turned his head towards him and their gazes locked through the green glass, Viktor’s pale eyes pinning him, freezing him in place. Jayce couldn’t look away from him as Viktor tilted his head, his sultry eyes glimmering in the dim bioluminescence of purple tulips. Viktor smiled coyly, his lips streaked with white and then his tongue peeked out, and he licked the cum from his mouth. Jayce’s insides quaked at the alluring sight, and he felt a frizzle of arousal low in his core. He felt repulsed by his body’s reaction, but things only got worse the longer he stood there gazing into Viktor’s eyes as he was railed.

Jayce was so mesmerized by the spectacle that he failed to notice another person approaching the door until it slowly swung open. On the other side stood a man with crystal blue eyes and bright auburn hair. There were strange opalescent markings on his pale face that glowed faintly in the night. He was dressed in lengths of white cloth that were held together with grey straps and rings of gold, a plate of gold curved over his left shoulder, inlaid with green stones. He wore a large medallion also made of gold and green stone. His right hand and forearm had strange markings that also glowed a golden opal. He looked serenely at Jayce and smiled softly as he swept his hand in a welcoming gesture.

“Please, the Herald bids you enter, Jayce Talis.”

Jayce hesitates and looks back at Viktor. His former partner is still watching him keenly even as he takes cock, his body rocking back and forth in the other men’s arms. The redhaired man tilts his head and gazes at him mildly and repeats.

“Enter, please.”

As if in a trance his body moves and before he realizes what he is doing Jayce walks into the greenhouse. The humid air washes over him and the sweet scent of flowers, wet moss, and aromatic bark fill his nose and lungs. He takes a deep breath and savors the aroma, the sweetness refreshing after spending so much time seeping in the stench of rot. Jayce is about to move closer when a soft touch on his bicep startles him. He looks to the redhaired man and down at his hand where it touches him and glares at him for daring to touch him. The man smiles lightly and calmly tells him.

“This is a place of peace. By the Herald’s order, no weapons are allowed here.”

Jayce wants to protest; he needs his hammer. He can’t really remember why at the moment, his mind muddled and gauzy, but he knows it’s important. But then the sound of Viktor moaning lewdly reaches his ears.

“Jayce…My dearest, Jayce.”

Before Jayce can react otherwise, his fingers loosen their hold on his hammer, and it slips out of his hand and thumps onto the mossy ground. He feels so light without its weight that his head spins and he stumbles. But the redhaired man keeps him steady with his hand on his arm. Then the man starts to guide Jayce forward and he numbly allows himself to be led over to Viktor’s side.

Jayce stands over Viktor and gazes down at him, feeling detached from his own body as he watches his former partner getting ravished. He can’t help the way his eyes travel over Viktor’s body, taking in the little details that he missed the last time he saw him. He had been so overwhelmed with joy and amazement that Viktor was alive that he didn’t really remember the sight of his naked body fresh from the Hexcocoon. Then he had wrapped Viktor in the lab blanket and covered his body and that was the last time he had seen him. But now, Jayce can really look his fill, and he traces the lines of Viktor’s curves with his gaze.

He sees that Viktor’s body is now a greyish purple color, corded muscles visible and inlaid with golden accents. There is a golden form around Viktor’s chest that mimics the look of his brace. The dark color fades at his cheeks and his face is still recognizable and familiar. Although his eyes are no longer amber gold, but pale, and swirling with pink and purple light. Viktor looks eerie and queer and the sight makes Jayce feel uneasy. But at the same time, he is intrigued and aroused.

Jayce lets his gaze trail down towards Viktor’s lower half and he really takes in the details of Viktor’s body. The smooth mound of Viktor’s pussy is stretched wide around a thick cock, the pinkish purple color of his labia and strained cunt giving off a faint glow that pulses in time with the thrusting inside him. Then Jayce looks further down and takes in the alluring sight of Viktor’s ass swallowing the cock of the man under him. His rim forced wide and red around the man’s impressive length. Jayce feels like he could watch this sensual scene forever and his mind hazes out with static.

“Jayce…”

The sound of his name in Viktor’s smooth accent brings him out of his stupor and he raises his eyes to meet Viktor’s. His former partner stares back at him with a sultry gaze and bites his bottom lip on a moan as his head falls to rest on one shoulder. Viktor rolls his hips and Jayce can see the rhythmic motions of the muscles in his mound as his cunt milks the cock inside him. The man fucking his pussy shudders and groans and it is obvious when he climaxes because Viktor cries out lustily and tosses his head back. The man only savors his orgasm for a moment before he gently pulls out of Viktor’s body. Cum gushes out of Viktor and slowly slides down his thighs until it leaks over the cock of the man fucking his ass. That man growls and starts to fuck Viktor harder and his noises of pleasure grow louder until Viktor manages to gasp out.

“It’s so good…to see you again…”

Jayce feels completely disoriented, his mind blank of anything other than desire as he watches the second man fuck into Viktor with increasing vigor. Then the man growls and Jayce can see his cock throb as he climaxes inside Viktor as he shudders over him and moans low and deep in his chest. An eerie light glows and pulses out of the gaps in Viktor’s muscles and casts strange shadows over the other men gathered. Viktor looks so beautiful and otherworldly that it takes Jayce’s breath away and he gasps loudly. Viktor looks up at Jayce and keeps his gaze locked on him as the man under him pulls out of his body and gently moves out from under Viktor’s form. Viktor settles on the mossy ground and lays back. It is then that Jayce notices that he is resting on the blue and red lab blanket that Jayce had wrapped around him all those long months ago. He can’t help the whimper that falls past his lips.

“You kept the blanket…”

Viktor smiles softly at him and sighs out.

“I did.”

Jayce needs more than that to answer the doubts that are burning in his mind.

“Why?”

Viktor tilts his head and regards him calmly. He brings a hand down to caress the blanket under him, lithe, purple fingers dancing over a spill of crimson cloth. Viktor averts his gaze, and his voice is soft when he murmurs.

“Because it was a piece of you. Reminds me of you – of your scent…”

Jayce is taken aback by this answer and his body tenses so tightly his muscles ache. He grits his teeth and angrily growls out.

“You were the one who left me!”

Viktor’s placid expression falters and a look of hurt flashed in his eyes, and he looks away again, a flush darkening his cheeks. All the movement has ceased, the rabid fucking coming to a standstill and it strikes Jayce as bizarre that the other men are simply standing around patiently, waiting for Viktor’s command, their cocks jutting out hard and leaking.

Viktor gulps harshly and then clears his throat and seems to regain control over his expression as it once more shifts into something soft and alluring. He relaxes his body and languidly stretches like a cat in a spot of sunshine, his back arching and hips rolling, a satisfied moan on his lips. Viktor captures Jayce’s gaze and holds it as he lets his thighs fall open, exposing his body to Jayce who stands frozen over him.

The sight of Viktor’s flushed pussy and tight ass leaking globs of white cum sends a thrill down Jayce’s spine that settles low in his core. He feels his cock start to harden in his torn trousers and can’t help the groan of desire that leaks past his tightly pursed lips. Viktor smiles coyly and runs his hands down his chest and belly, settling his palms on either side of his puffy slit. He pulls his labia open and his cunt throbs and another thick glob of cum gushes out of his pink hole. The blood rushes to his cock so quickly that Jayce feels a head rush as dizziness washes over him. Viktor holds himself open and fervently breathes out.

“I want you back, Jayce.”

The words struck him like a blow to the head and Jayce wobbled on his feet. To hear that Viktor wanted him back was everything he could have hoped for. His heart fluttered in his tight chest and Jayce wanted to step closer, but one thought kept him in place. His oath, the one he made to the Mage. He needed to fulfill his promise and end Viktor’s life. But here he was allowing his former partner to seduce him. Jayce tried to regain control over his body, but it was too late, he was fully hard in his pants now and there was nothing he could do to stop the arousal that pulsed under his skin. Viktor fluttered his long lashes, licking his glistening lips as he softly sighed.

“I need you.”

Jayce’s legs weakened and he slowly sank to his knees in front of Viktor. The impact made his injured leg throb with pain. He winced and Viktor glanced down at his leg and ran his eyes over his brace. He looked concerned, but the look quickly vanished, and his eyes grew languid once more. Viktor smiled at him coyly and reached out for him, his arms wide and welcoming. Before he even realized what he was doing, Jayce started crawling closer to Viktor, whose open thighs fit snuggly around his hips when he fit himself between his legs. Jayce looked down at Viktor, in awe of his beauty. Viktor had always been lovely, but now he was otherworldly in his grace, his long hair spread out around his head like a halo as he lay back against the crimson cloth under him. Viktor wrapped his arms around Jayce’s neck and pulled him closer, until their lips were a breath apart, then he whispered ardently.

“Oh, Jayce, my Jayce…”

The proprietary tone sent waves of heat through Jayce’s body, and he groaned against Viktor’s mouth helplessly. He wanted to belong to Viktor, always had, even if he didn’t realize it at the time. The thought of his mission flashed in his mind, and he remembered the desolate sadness of the Mage, alone in a dead world. He had made a promise, but now, with Viktor under him, it was becoming apparent that he was going to fail. This made his heart hurt and more self-hate welled in his breast. But this didn’t stop him from pressing his mouth over Viktor’s and kissing him tenderly. Their first kiss was tainted with the salt of another man’s seed on Viktor’s tongue and Jayce pulled back, unease tight in his chest.

“Why are you letting them do this to you?”

Viktor laughed softly and allowed Jayce to pull away from him so he could look into his eyes. Those pale orbs flashed with pink light and Jayce felt mesmerized by them, so unlike the tender golden eyes of the friend, he remembered. But now they were keen, calculating, sultry, and alluring. The gaze of a predator and Jayce felt trapped under their observation. Viktor cast his eyes around the room, looking over the gathered men who stood patiently around them in a circle, awaiting his command.

“Don’t worry, Jayce. This is an agreement I have with some of my people for my benefit. I need their vital energy to replenish my strength. The more of the needy that I heal, the weaker I become. But taking in their seed and sexual energy keeps me alive. These men only wish to please me and give me what I need.”

Jayce is stunned at the implications. Viktor is still dying. Even after being resurrected and transformed, his body is still wasting away. It makes a sick feeling of dread twist in his stomach, and he takes a shuddering breath in and asks.

“You are still dying? I thought…”

“Yes, my natural end may have been subverted, but death still stalks me. Even this new body is not immune to the inevitable.”

It occurs to Jayce that he was sent to kill a man who is dying anyway, and this makes anger flare in his breast. Was it even necessary to make him kill Viktor if the other man was barely holding on? He felt taken advantage of, and this made his desire to submit to Viktor’s seduction deepen.

He bent over and kissed Viktor again and felt his smile against his lips. When they parted, Viktor looked up at him, his pale gaze glazed with arousal and longing. Viktor relented his hold around his neck and Jayce sat up on his knees between Viktor’s legs. He could feel the wetness of the cum seeping out of Viktor’s body wetting his trousers, making the cloth stick to his filthy skin uncomfortably. Viktor reached up and took one of his large hands in his smaller hand and guided Jayce’s hand to his breast. He pressed Jayce’s broad palm to his skin and sighed in pleasure at his touch, the purple light his body was emitting glowing brighter. Viktor arched his back and pressed against his chest into his palm and Jayce noticed that he could not feel the steady beat of his heart. This frightened him and he snapped.

“Aren’t you even wondering what I’m doing here? Where I’ve been all this time?”

Viktor smiled again and calmly replied.

“I am aware of your circumstances. That he sent you here to kill me. How cruel of the Mage to give you such a task.”

Jayce gasped in shock and tried to pull his hand away from Viktor’s chest, but the other man held him in place with surprising strength. Jayce averted his gaze from Viktor’s penetrating eyes, shame and regret burning hot in his tight chest. He couldn’t help the whimpered words that tore from his throat.

“I didn’t want to do it! I don’t want to hurt you!”

He looked back to Viktor and saw that the other man’s gaze had softened, his eyes full of tenderness. Viktor squeezed his hand and whispered.

“Then don’t – help me instead.”

Jayce didn’t know what to do, he felt torn in two. He didn’t want to kill Viktor, but he had made a solemn oath to the Mage. He had sworn that he wouldn’t fail. It suddenly occurred to him that perhaps he was being manipulated by the Mage, and a fresh wave of anger flared in his chest. Viktor moved his hand over his own and guided Jayce’s hand down his body. Over his breast, down to his quivering belly and then to his warm, damp mound. Jayce felt arousal frizzle along his nerves at the feel of Viktor’s sex in his palm and he shuddered from the intensity of his want. Viktor bucked into his touch with a moan and cooed out seductively.

“Give yourself to me, Jayce. Give me what I have always needed from you.”

Jayce felt unable to resist as Viktor rolled his hips and opened his thighs wider around his own hips. He moved his fingers and burrowed two of them into Viktor’s wet slit, the smooth, slick, velvet of his folds against his calloused skin was heaven after so long of feeling nothing but rough stone and sharp bones. He let out a trembling moan and sank his fingers in deeper and felt for the erect nub of Viktor’s clit. When he found it, he pressed down, and Viktor shuddered and bucked into his touch as he sighed wantonly.

“Give me your body – your love.”

Viktor’s plea was like an arrow to his heart and Jayce moaned and bent forward until his chest was pressed to Viktor’s, his face buried in his neck. He mouthed at the unusual texture of his skin, desperate for Viktor’s forgiveness. His voice was harsh with the threat of tears as he sobbed out.

“I’m sorry, Vik. Gods, I’m so sorry for everything.”

Viktor laid his hand to his head and wound his fingers through Jayce’s long, greasy hair and stroked him soothingly as he softly murmured.

“It’s okay, Jayce, I forgive you.”

The intensity of the sweet relief he felt at Viktor’s words took his breath away and he trembled under his partner’s touch. Jayce pressed ardent kisses to Viktor’s neck and then bit him gently and Viktor moaned and rocked against him. Jayce pulled away so he could look into Viktor’s eyes as he told him the truth that had been festering in him for years.

“Viktor, I…I love you. I love you so much!”

Viktor gave him a soft smile, his gaze tender as he pets his fingers through his hair. His hand moved down to Jayce’s hairy cheek and cupped his face. Jayce leaned into his touch with a relieved sigh. He felt so unburdened to have finally told Viktor the truth, like a great weight that had been pinning him down for so long had finally lifted off him. Viktor stroked his thumb against the patch of smooth skin under Jayce’s left eye comfortingly as he told him.

“I know you love me. I just wish you had told me sooner.”

Jayce felt ashamed and looked away. He noticed the other men were still present, still waiting patiently for Viktor to give them direction, their cocks still hard as they absently palmed themselves. He didn’t like being watched in such an intimate situation when he felt so vulnerable and raw. But if Viktor wanted them gone, they would be. So, he obviously wanted them to be present. Jayce simply needed to accept Viktor’s will.

Jayce nuzzled into Viktor’s palm still cupping his cheek and pressed a soft kiss there. He felt embarrassed and ashamed that he had taken so long to realize his feelings and confess them to Viktor.

He had been such a fool!

But now, he was being given a second chance to finally have Viktor, and he wasn’t going to waste it.

Jayce moved his fingers that were still buried between Viktor’s soft folds down until he felt the sopping wet mess of cum still leaking from his cunt. He growled, feeling threatened that other men had already had Viktor before him. Viktor smiled at him softly and purred out.

“Don’t worry about them. You’re the one I truly want.”

Viktor’s words made shocks of tingling heat go down his spine and settle low in his core, his cock throbbing in his pants. It soothed him to know that he was the one that Viktor really wanted. These other men were simply a means to an end, a source of energy to be used. Viktor probably cared for them in some way.

But he loved Jayce alone.

Jayce gently slid two of his fingers inside Viktor and moaned at the wet heat that rippled around them. Viktor whimpered and thrust his hips down into his touch, forcing his fingers deeper. He rubbed them against Viktor’s inner walls and felt his muscles flutter and tense. Then he pulled them out and thrust them back in roughly. Viktor cried out and arched his back sharply and his body clamped down on Jayce’s fingers as an orgasm shuddered through him. Jayce could feel the fresh heat of his slick gushing out of him and moaned low and deep in his chest. His cock jerked and leaked precome, his trousers wet and sticking to his skin. He felt proud that he had made Viktor climax so quickly and happy to have pleasured him.

Jayce gently pulled his fingers out of Viktor’s cunt and lifted them to his face. He could smell the pungent musk of cum, but also the sweetness of Viktor’s slick. He felt hungry for a taste of Viktor and pushed his wet fingers past his lips, wrapping his tongue around them and sucking off the juices. It was a potent mix of flavors and sent a flush of heat to his cheeks. He gazed at Viktor and saw the hot, sultry look in his eyes as they flashed with pink and gold. Jayce felt wanted and that made another flare of heat travel through his trembling body. He wanted more of that sweetness, more of Viktor’s taste. He shuffled his body and situated himself on his belly, his face level with Viktor’s mound. His partner looked at him with arousal glazed eyes and softly purred out.

“Yes…”

Jayce felt encouraged and pressed his face against Viktor’s plush mound, taking in a deep breath of his heady scent. He reached up and pried Viktor’s slit open, admiring the pink flower of his sex. Viktor had such a beautiful cunt, so pretty and ripe. A ravenous hunger overtook Jayce, and he growled and buried his face in Viktor’s cunt and instantly started to lap up the mess of cum and slick that sluggishly leaked from him. Viktor cried out wantonly and thrust his hips against Jayce’s mouth and this only spurred him on. The salty musk of cum was strong on his tongue, but it couldn’t hide the sweetness of Viktor’s taste.

Jayce moaned and slid his tongue up through Viktor’s folds to his clit and swiped the muscle over the hard nub. Viktor mewled and rolled his hips as Jayce sucked and licked his clit. He could feel Viktor’s body trembling under his hands and knew that the other man was close. He wanted to make Viktor come again, wanted to give him pleasure. It was the only thing in his head as he moved his tongue down and speared it inside Viktor’s quivering hole. The other man let out a keening cry as he wiggled his tongue inside him, lapping out the cum and cleaning him out. Viktor grasped his head with both hands and held him in place as he rocked his hips and ground his mound onto his tongue. Jayce couldn’t breathe, but he didn’t care. He was right where he wanted to be, smoothed in Viktor’s glorious cunt. He moaned his pleasure as he ate Viktor out and it didn’t take much longer before Viktor let out a mewling whine and shuddered around him.

Viktor’s climax rolled over him in waves that made his inner walls flutter and clench around Jayce’s tongue. The sweet taste of his slick gushed over his tongue and Jayce savored it with a growling groan. He flickered his tongue inside Viktor until the other man’s body began to calm down as Viktor slumped back onto the lab blanket, panting and moaning weakly. After Jayce was sure that he had satisfied Viktor, he pulled away from his body and looked up at him expectantly. Viktor gazed down at him, his eyes hazy and fever bright. He smiled softly at Jayce and purred.

“What a good boy you are for me, Jayce.”

A flash of heat went down his spine, and his cock throbbed. His mind tingled and he felt lightheaded, the praise doing things to him that he didn’t understand. All he knew was that he did want to be good for Viktor, he craved it. Yearned for Viktor’s praise and satisfaction with him. Jayce felt he owed Viktor that much, after taking so long to get to this point. He could have been pleasing Viktor ages ago. Could have been bending him over their lab desk and fucking his brains out years ago. But he had been confused by his own feelings, unsure and afraid. He had wasted so much time; there were so many lost opportunities to have made Viktor happy. He couldn’t help but wonder – would things be different now if he had.

Jayce rose to his knees between Viktor’s legs and his partner spread them wide for him, his pulsing cunt spread open and hungry to be filled. Viktor tilted his head to the side coyly and bit his lip as he fluttered his lashes. His voice was heavy with lust as he sighed out.

“I want you. I need your cock inside me.”

Jayce suddenly felt a body kneel behind him and gentle hands moved to his belt and started to pull it open. He was startled and looked behind him to see the redhaired man. His instinct was to shove him away, but one look at Viktor told him to accept the intrusion. He let his body relax and allowed the man to unbuckle his belt and pop open the buttons on his ratty trousers. Then the man reached into his pants and grabbed his cock in a light grip and pulled it out. The warm, moist air of the greenhouse wafted over his prick and made him shiver at the pleasant sensation. The redhaired man gave his cock a few tight strokes of his hand and Jayce groaned and bucked into his touch. It felt weird to be touched like this by a stranger. But if he imagined that these other men were simply extensions of Viktor, he could accept it.

The other man forced his body closer to Viktor’s until his cock was lined up with Viktor’s flushed cunt. Then he guided Jayce’s cock inside him, letting go of his grip once Jayce bottomed out inside Viktor. The feeling of Viktor’s warm, wet cunt throbbing and clenching around his cock was magnificent and Jayce shuddered and groaned harshly. He looked down at Viktor and took in the lovely sight of him. Viktor’s eyes were pinched shut, a furrow between his thick brows. His cheeks were flushed pink, and he was biting his red lips to try and keep in the sounds he was making. His long hair was spread out around his head like a halo against the blue and red of the blanket. His body was trembling, and his fists were clenched in the cloth. Viktor looked divine, like a wet dream come true and it made Jayce’s cock throb inside him.

“Jayce… oh, you feel so good.”

Viktor moaned out the words and rocked down onto his cock, forcing it deeper inside him. Jayce couldn’t hold back anymore and started to build up a steady rhythm, thrusting in and out of Viktor’s grasping cunt with increasing desperation. His partner was voicing a litany of mewling whines and moaning cries as Jayce fucked him. He felt like he couldn’t get enough, like a dam had broken and his long-held desires were flooding out of him. Jayce growled and gasped as he finally took what he wanted, his heart’s true desire. Viktor under him, around him and oh so wanton for his cock. He had never felt so aroused in his life.

Viktor reached for him and grabbed his shoulders tightly. Then suddenly the world spun as he was knocked over on his back. Jayce grunted when his back hit the softness of the mossy ground under the blanket. He blinked up at Viktor in surprise. His partner was so strong now, no longer weak and frail. It made his blood heat and his cock jerk and leak pre.

He was desperate to get back inside Viktor and heaved a sigh of relief when Viktor swung his leg over him and straddled his hips. Viktor looked down at him with sultry eyes that swirled with pink and gold. His body was emitting wisps of purple light that curled around his body and illuminated him. Viktor looked otherworldly, truly a being created by the Arcane and it thrilled Jayce to the bone. He reached up and grabbed Viktor’s hips and tried to guide him back onto his cock. But Viktor resisted and kept his body hovering over his cock, so close he could feel the heat radiating off him. Viktor smirked down at him and cooed out.

“You want me, Jayce? Then just say that you’re mine, that you belong to me.”

Jayce felt a tingle of unease in his brain and knew that he should resist him. But Viktor was so gorgeous and tempting, the memory of his body around his cock so fresh and titillating. Jayce did want him, badly. If he was being honest with himself, he already belonged to Viktor. His heart yearned for his partner; his soul and mind craved him and his body ached for him. He was so thoroughly obsessed with Viktor already, would it be wrong to admit it to him? He gazed up at Viktor and tried to pour all his longing into his expression as he whimpered.

“Yes, of course I want you.”

Viktor’s smirk widened and he let his body fall until Jayce’s cock was pressed against his throbbing cunt. Jayce shuddered and tried to buck up into him but noticed that there were hands pressing his hips down. He looked down and saw that the redhaired man was holding him down and he growled at the man in frustration. Viktor’s eyes flashed with annoyance and Jayce felt reprimanded. He couldn’t take this anymore; he needed to be buried balls deep inside Viktor or he was going to go mad with lust. He knew he had to give in to Viktor, give him what he wanted. Jayce gazed into Viktor’s pale eyes and whispered his compliance.

“I belong to you, Vik. I always have.”

Viktor smiled wide in triumph and rolled his hips and sank down onto Jayce’s cock with a stuttering sigh.

“Yes…give in to me.”

Jayce cried out in pleasure as Viktor’s silky cunt clenched down around his cock and he gripped his hips so tightly that the light of Viktor’s body blanched around his fingers. He wanted to thrust into Viktor so badly, but he was still being held down by the redhaired man and could do nothing but just lay there and take it as Viktor started to ride his cock. Jayce felt helpless and weak as Viktor rocked on his cock, lifting off him and then grinding down until their groins met and Jayce’s balls slapped against his ass. The lewd sound of skin on skin was loud in the quiet of the greenhouse as Viktor rode him with fervent motions of his hips. The only other sound was the heavy breathing of the other men present and Jayce looked up at them and noticed that they had moved closer to them and were jerking their cocks as they watched them fuck.

A strange heady feeling made his mind haze over and Jayce arched his back and cried out when Viktor thrust down on his cock with more force. He felt odd being watched like this, but he couldn’t deny that it made his blood hot and his body wanton. He couldn’t stand being held down anymore and whimpered.

“Vik, please, let me move.”

Viktor looked down at the redhaired man and nodded his head. The man instantly let go of Jayce’s hips and moved away from them. Sweet relief flooded through him and Jayce thrust up into Viktor’s warm, wet cunt with a lascivious moan.

“Oh, fuck…”

He wasted no time fucking into Viktor with wild abandon, thrusting in and out of him with a rapid rhythm that had Viktor crying out and moaning for more. Jayce felt like he had died and gone to heaven. The amount of pleasure he was feeling was on another level he had never experienced. Sex had always been good before. But this was Viktor he was fucking and that fact made it even better. His partner rode his cock with enthusiasm, his mouth hanging open on panting gasps and mewling whimpers. Viktor’s moist cunt clenched down around his cock so hard it hurt as Viktor trembled through another orgasm.

Jayce suddenly felt a strange energy surrounding them as Viktor’s body grew brighter and the light fluttered and pulsed. Then, much to his surprise, several cords of white light erupted from Viktor’s back and shot towards him. He could do nothing to stop the cords from burrowing into his body. Strangely, it didn’t hurt, the light cords melted into him with ease, and he felt the tingle of energy surrounding his whole body. Jayce whimpered in distress and looked up at Viktor for comfort. Viktor smiled down at him and then shockingly Jayce heard his voice in his head.

“It’s all right. We are merely connected by the Arcane. This is how I feed off energy. Just relax and let me take what I need.”

Jayce’s body instantly relaxed, and he felt lightheaded as Viktor started to feed off him. He flittered his gaze around and saw that the other men were also connected to Viktor by the cords of light. They were jerking their cocks with more urgency, obviously chasing their ends. But now Jayce understood that they would not be able to come unless Viktor allowed it.

Viktor rode Jayce’s cock with powerful rocks of his hips and bounced on it like he was made for it. Jayce had never realized that Viktor was such a sensual creature. He had always seemed so meek and uninterested in sex. But the man before him was a vision of the erotic divine and Jayce was in awe of him.

“Gods, Vik…You’re so beautiful and perfect. You feel so good, so warm, and wet around my cock.”

Viktor shuddered and his inner walls rippled and fluttered around his cock. Jayce gasped and thrust up into him as hard as he could and felt his cockhead bump something solid and Viktor practically screamed his pleasure as another climax burst inside him. Jayce felt a flood of wet heat rush over his cock and leak out, and he pounded into Viktor with all his strength. He felt muzzy-headed and lust drunk, wild and out of control and felt a tingle of fear in his mind to be so rough. But then a soothing feeling washed over him, and he heard Viktor in his head.

“Don’t worry, you’re being so good for me.”

He instantly felt reassured and continued fucking Viktor with brutal thrusts. He noticed that his strength was waning as Viktor fed off his energy and he worried that he wouldn’t have enough vitality to satisfy his partner’s needs.

Viktor suddenly reached out and the redhaired man was instantly by his side. Viktor grasped at the man’s clothes and pulled him close, murmuring against his mouth.

“I need more.”

The man nodded, a serene look on his face and went to kneel. The man fit himself between Jayce’s spread legs and pressed his chest to Viktor’s back. There was some movement and then the redhead shoved Viktor over until he was pressed chest to chest with Jayce. Viktor’s panting mouth was so close Jayce could taste his sweet breath and he leaned closer and captured Viktor’s mouth in a kiss. His partner kissed him back passionately and then moaned into his mouth when the redhaired man moved behind him. Jayce could feel the heat of the other man’s cock as he positioned himself at Viktor’s ass. Then Viktor’s body was rocked forward and he cried out into Jayce’s mouth as the redhaired man slid his cock into his other hole. Jayce could feel the hardness of the other man’s cock against his own through the thin barrier of Viktor’s body, and he moaned deliriously. There was a momentary pause as Viktor adjusted and then the other man moved, thrusting into him and rocking him onto Jayce’s cock.

They all moaned and groaned as one as they found a good rhythm together. The redhaired man thrusting into Viktor when Jayce pulled out, and out of him when Jayce rocked inside him. It felt amazing and Jayce felt like he was floating on a cloud, distant and hazy. Simply feeling his body and Viktor’s as they became one. He could feel his orgasm coiling in his core and knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. But Viktor had not given him permission yet and he used all his meager control to hold off.

There was movement around them as more of the men stepped forward and Viktor leaned up as far as he could and took hold of one of the men’s cocks and guided it to his mouth. The cock slid down his throat to the base in an easy slide and Viktor moaned around his mouthful. The man started thrusting into Viktor’s mouth with powerful snaps of his hips and Viktor took it with eager wantonness. Jayce gazed up at Viktor and watched with growing arousal as he took two more cocks into his hands and started to jack them off with broad strokes of his palm.

The scent of sex and male musk was heavy in the humid air, mixing with the strong odor of flowers and creating an intriguing aroma. The sound of skin slapping skin, the wet squelching of cum and slick and the moans and cries that followed was creating a symphony of lust. The sight of Viktor taking so many cocks was making Jayce’s blood frizzle and his cock throb. It was a vision of pure eroticism, and he knew he would never be able to forget it. This sensuous tableaux was seared into Jayce’s mind, and he already knew he would be revisiting it often.

Viktor trembled as he was ravished, his cunt milking Jayce’s cock as he shuddered through another climax. Jayce could feel the power of the redhaired man’s thrusts becoming erratic and knew he was close as well. The thought of the both of them filling Viktor with cum at the same time flashed through his mind and Viktor moaned and pulled off the cock he was sucking to plead.

“Yes…I need it…”

Jayce thrust inside Viktor’s cunt at the same time as the redhead man pounded into his ass and Viktor voiced a keening moan as he was filled with cock. Fuck, it was so erotic that Jayce felt feral with desire and built a brutal rhythm with the redhead, so they were moving as one, filling Viktor at the same time. His climax was tightening between his hips and Jayce felt like he would go mad if he didn’t get to come soon. A particularly hard thrust from the redhaired man shoved Viktor onto his cock so deep he felt Viktor’s stomach bulge where they were pressed together. Viktor whined and squirmed between them and once more took a cock into his mouth. Jayce watched as another man fucked Viktor’s mouth with animal intensity, Viktor’s throat distending on every downward thrust. Spit was bubbling up around the man’s cock and sliding down Viktor’s stretched red lips and chin.

Viktor looked like some ancient deity of sex, a carving made from marble, every sinew and curve lovingly crafted by a devotee's hands. It was beautiful and Jayce realized that he was wrong to doubt Viktor. If this was what he needed, he should have it.

The fucking was reaching a fever pitch, all of them wild with lust. Jayce felt his climax cresting and his cock throbbed as he thrust into Viktor’s dripping wet cunt. He caught Viktor’s gaze and pleaded with him.

“Please, Viktor…I need to come…Oh, Gods, please…”

Viktor’s eyes lit with pink fire, and he pulled off the cock he was sucking and let go of the two cocks he was servicing to reach for Jayce. He wrapped one hand around the side of Jayce’s neck and held him firmly as he reached behind himself with his other hand to touch the redhaired man’s arm. Viktor rocked back to take in both of their cocks as deep as he could and moaned out the command.

“Jayce, Huck – come for me, fill me up.”

Jayce felt as if some coil inside him instantly snapped and he roared out his pleasure as he violently came, stars dancing in his vision. His cock throbbed out gush after gush of cum and he felt like he was coming forever. He could feel the pressure of the redhead coming inside Viktor’s ass as the man softly groaned through his own orgasm. Viktor arched his back and shuddered as yet another climax ripped through him. He was panting harshly and gasping little mewling whines as he was filled to the brim with cum. Jayce felt it leak out around his cock and felt reassured that he had given Viktor a large load.

Viktor collapsed against his chest and Jayce moved to wrap his arms around him, but Viktor pushed him away and gave him a wicked smile.

“Oh, we are not done yet.”

Jayce gave him a confused look and was about to question him when Viktor leaned up and looked above him. Jayce followed his gaze and saw that the men surrounding them were still hard and leaking, still desperate for release. A dread crept over him and he was about to protest when he felt a calming feeling wash over him. Viktor smiled sweetly and chirped.

“Don’t be selfish Jayce. They need to come too.”

He felt it as the redhead – Huck, moved to pull out of Viktor and a gush of cum followed, sliding warm and wet down his over his balls. Jayce shuddered as a new desire started to build within him. He was surprised at himself. He had thought with such a powerful orgasm that he was spent. But he felt his cock twitch and realized that he was still hard inside Viktor. Once Huck had moved off him, Viktor leaned back up until he was looming over Jayce. He rolled his hips and moaned, his inner muscles squeezing Jayce’s cock and sending fresh arousal sparking down his spine.

Jayce was about to reach for Viktor, grab his hips to keep him steady as he fucked him again. But he felt movement around him and was shocked as the other men knelt around him and under him, supporting his back and forcing him into a sitting position. Viktor rolled his body with the movement, Jayce’s cock still firmly inside him. Many pairs of hands touched Jayce then, moving over his body in firm caresses. He tensed and felt panic rising with him. But once more that calming feeling came over him and he heard Viktor’s voice in his head.

“Trust me.”

Jayce’s body relaxed and he slumped into the men’s hands as they roamed over him. Hands cupped his ample chest and groped his breasts, pinching and rolling his nipples between fingers. More hands stroked down his flank and hips, urging him to thrust into Viktor, which he did. Other hands smoothed up his throat and over his face and hair, fingers tracing the shell of his ears. He felt overwhelmed with sensation and whimpered out.

“Viktor, please, I can’t”

His partner smiled down at him sweetly and rolled his hips, forcing Jayce’s cock deeper inside him as he cooed out.

“Yes, you can. Just give me one more.”

Jayce trembled harshly as the many hands roamed over his body, stimulating him and giving him pleasure. His breasts and nipples ached with fire as he was pinched and squeezed, and he yearned to feel hands around his neck. On cue, a pair of hands came to his neck and wrapped around his throat with just enough pressure to make his head spin and his cock throb. Viktor started to ride him again, with gentle movements he rose off Jayce’s cock and sank back down onto it with shameless, moaning sighs. For a long moment Viktor kept this slow pace, and it made fire tingle his fingers and toes. Every smooth glide of Viktor’s cunt around his cock stocked the fires of desire higher and higher until he felt tears sting his eyes and he sobbed out.

“More, I need more!”

Viktor smirked at him keenly and then started to bounce on his cock with stronger, quicker thrusts. Jayce moaned in gratitude and once more reached for Viktor. This time he was allowed to grip Viktor’s hips, and he held his partner in place as he started to pound into him with all his remaining strength. The cords of light that connected them all glowed brighter and pulsed in time to his thrusts. He could feel that strange energy building around them and knew that something intense was about to happen. The hands continued to roam over his body, pinching and caressing him and he felt overstimulated to the point of pain. But that didn’t dull the pleasure that was subsuming him under its tide. He could feel the hard heat of the other men’s cocks pressed against his body and felt every throb and twitch of their cocks as they touched him and he wondered at what kind of pleasure they were getting from this act. The grim thought entered his mind – just how much in control of themselves were they…

Suddenly he felt fingers against his lips and focused back on the present moment. Viktor was pressing his fingers to his mouth and giving him a sultry look, his eyes bright with pink and gold fire. Jayce instantly obeyed the silent command and opened his mouth. Viktor rubbed his fingers over Jayce’s wet lips before he slid three of them inside his warm mouth. Jayce’s head spun with desire and the hands around his throat tightened slightly, just enough to make his cock throb inside Viktor, who clamped down around him on an upwards thrust, his inner walls dragging against his cock.

Jayce moaned and guided Viktor into a faster rhythm with his hands on his hips. Viktor pressed his fingers down against Jayce’s tongue and pried open his mouth. His panting breaths gusted out against Viktor’s face as his partner leaned over him. Viktor opened his own mouth and showed that he had a glob of spit on the tip of his tongue. Jayce felt a fierce anticipation flare in his gut, and he watched, helpless with desire as Viktor spit into his open mouth. The warm glob of spit fell on his tongue and Jayce shuddered harshly, his cock pulsing and twitching. Viktor smiled at him sweetly and smeared the spit over his tongue with his fingers. Even Viktor’s saliva tasted sweet and Jayce swooned with arousal when Viktor slowly slid his fingers down his throat. He gagged out a moan around Viktor’s fingers and pounded into his cunt with growing ferocity.

The other men’s hands were still caressing him, and one hand came up to wind fingers through his long hair and wrenched his head back. The new angle gave Viktor more access to his throat and his fingers pushed in deeper. Jayce gagged again and squirmed under Viktor. He felt utterly consumed by pleasure and his core coiled with the threat of another climax. Viktor started to thrust his fingers in and out of his throat as Jayce tried to suckle them as best he could. He fucked into Viktor’s cunt so hard that it must hurt, but Viktor seemed only to enjoy it as he cooed out.

“My, my, Jayce, what a needy boy you are.”

The words sent a flicker of heat to his core, and he whimpered meekly around Viktor’s fingers. But he knew that Viktor was right. He was needy. Needy and selfish and unable to control himself. He has failed his mission spectacularly. Betrayed his solemn oath. There is no way he can bring himself to kill Viktor now. Not now that he knows what it is like to be loved and desired by him. Now that he knows what Viktor’s body feels like around his cock, he is going to need it again and again.

Viktor pulls his fingers out of his mouth and paints his lips with spit until they gleam. Then he leans forward and kisses him passionately. Jayce feels more of his strength dwindling away and worries that Viktor might be taking too much of his energy. Sucking him dry in more than one way. He looks around hazily and takes note of the cords of light that still connect them all. They are throbbing and pulsing with light so bright it hurts his eyes to look at them. Viktor pulls away from his mouth and smiles at him softly, tenderly. Viktor takes his cock inside with a powerful thrust and whispers out.

“I love you, Jayce. I always have.”

His heart feels like it could burst, and he is about to wrap his arms around Viktor when the other bodies surrounding him move and the men stand up, encircling them. Jayce falls back onto the blanket, and he stares up at Viktor riding him and the men surrounding them, their cocks in their hands as they feverishly jerk themselves off. He feels like a sacrifice to some ancient god, and it suddenly occurs to him that is exactly what he is. Viktor is like a god now, the God of the Arcane and Jayce longs to worship him, to be his faithful devotee.

Viktor seems to sense his thoughts, and he moans lewdly and arches his back, his hands resting on Jayce’s thighs, his chest thrust out. Jayce knows he is offering himself to the men, to their lust. He feels his own orgasm spiraling in his core and fucks into Viktor with all his remaining strength. Viktor’s eyes glow golden, the irises no longer visible. His body is radiating purple light and emitting wisps of energy that curl around him and his hair slowly sways in their breeze. The cords of energy glow so bright that they create a halo around Viktor’s body. He truly looks like a god, and it takes Jayce’s breath away.

He moves his hands from Viktor’s hips, reverently caressing them up his chest. He lays his right hand over Viktor's still heart and fervently gasps out.

“Viktor!”

Viktor tosses his head back and moans out the command.

“Now!”

All at once the men surrounding them moan and groan and their cocks jerk and twitch as the climax as one. Cum rains down on Viktor’s chest and face, his mouth open, tongue lolling out to catch their seed. It falls, warm and wet across Jayce’s chest and some splashes over his lips and without a thought, his tongue swipes out to taste it. Viktor seems to be in utter bliss as he is painted with stripes of white. His cunt throbs around clenches around Jayce’s cock as he climaxes again, his body shuddering harshly. The cords of light binding the men to him pulse and flicker as he absorbs their energy. Jayce can feel it flowing through the bond they now share, Viktor’s pleasure is as intense and bright as the sun and Jayce can’t help but be caught up in it, his cock throbbing inside Viktor as he trembles around him. Viktor leans over him, and his eyes are glowing brightly. He reaches up and swipes his thumb over Jayce’s bottom lip, smearing a dab of cum into his skin. Then his fingers trail upwards, and he lays his fingers against Jayce’s forehead. Their touch is hot and tingling with power and Jayce shivers with anticipation. Viktor leans closer and breathes hot and humid against his mouth.

“Come.”

Jayce feels an electric shock strike through his body, painful and intense. But it does nothing to dull the immense pleasure he feels as the knot in his core unwinds and he comes a second time. Viktor ripples his inner muscles around him, milking his cock for every last drop as he spurts inside him. Then Jayce feels a sudden shocking pain in his forehead and cries out in fear and confusion. He writhes under Viktor as the man’s fingers sink into his flesh, burning with static fire.

Jayce feels himself falling into an abyss, a dark and craven absence that he recognizes is in the shape of himself. The hole he left in Viktor’s heart when he betrayed him. His heart feels like it is crushing under the weight of the shame and sorrow he feels. He never wanted to hurt Viktor, but he did, again and again. Hurt him with his dismissal and ignorance of his own feelings. Hurt him by betraying their shared dream, such a beautiful and pure dream, tainted by his corruption. Jayce hurt him when he forced him back to life, broke natural law for his own selfish reasons, because he couldn’t bear to live without him.

Jayce cries out as he feels the layers of himself being stripped away. Those painful thoughts and feelings are fuzzing out and being replaced with peace. The physical pain melts away and he can feel Viktor so bright and vibrant in his mind. Viktor’s love envelopes him in a soft gauze and he relaxes under his hand. He can hear himself panting harshly and realizes that his eyes are closed. He flutters them open and sees Viktor above him, smiling tenderly, the glow in his eyes receding until Jayce can once more see his pale gaze. Viktor is regarding him lovingly, his adoration pouring out of him and through their bond. His partner strokes his hand through his matted hair and softly sighs.

“You belong to me now.”

Jayce feels an overwhelming sense of peace and contentment washing over him at Viktor’s words. He knows them to be true. The truest thing he has ever known. He has always belonged to Viktor, now their new bond is proof of that. He feels the tie that binds him to Viktor tugging at his heart and he yearns to touch him, hold him in his arms. Jayce reaches for Viktor and pulls him into an embrace. Viktor gently slides off his now limp cock and rests his body against him. The cords of light coming out his back wither away and the glow of his body vanishes. Viktor looks exhausted, but satisfied and strong and Jayce hopes that he was able to give him enough energy to heal his failing body, at least for the time being.

Jayce is floating in a sea of contentment as he holds Viktor close. This was all he ever wanted. To have Viktor as his own, his lover, his soul mate and now he has been blessed with his heart’s desire. He dimly notices movement around them as the other men present redress themselves until they look proper. Then the men move closer to them and reach for Viktor. Jayce growls and snaps his teeth at them and they regard him placidly. Viktor laughs and leans up and the look in his eyes is amused.

“It’s okay, Jayce. They merely wish to tend to my body. They always bathe me after such a session.”

Jayce calms and allows the men to lift Viktor off him. They carry him over to the central fountain in the middle of the greenhouse and set him down on the edge. Viktor stretches like a cat and groans. The men, including the redhead, Huck, all kneel beside him and begin to bathe him with soft clothes. They dip the clothes into the fountain and bring the cool, clean water to Viktor’s skin. Jayce watches them as they bathe Viktor, their movements reverent and he realizes that this is a sacred act.

He slowly sits up, expecting to feel pain after such an activity. But he feels nothing, just the absence of pain. He marvels at this and starts to remove his ratty clothes. He needs to see his body. He carefully removes his brace and pulls his pants down, kicking off his shoes. Once he is naked, he looks at his body and examines it. He is shocked to find that his leg is healed, a spider’s web of Arcane markings in pink and green spread over his leg where his wound was. He reaches down and runs his hand over his leg, expecting to feel the grotesque jut of a poorly healed bone. But instead, much to his relief, his leg is smooth, the bone under his flesh, whole and healed. He stretches his back and instead of the pain of his old wound he feels just the pleasant sensation of a good stretch.

Jayce is amazed at this.

He crawls towards Viktor and rests at his feet. He looks up at Viktor, his eyes glimmering with tears and croaks out.

“You healed me?”

Viktor smiles down at him as a man rubs a wet cloth over his shoulder. His tone is kind and gentle when he murmurs.

“You deserve to be free of pain, just like all my followers.”

Jayce feels the tears slip over his eyelids and down his cheek into his shabby beard. He suddenly feels disgusted by his appearance. How dare he be in the Herald’s presence in such a filthy state? Viktor’s smile softens and he bids Jayce closer with a crook of his finger. Jayce moves to sit beside him, and Viktor takes a cloth from one of his disciples and wets it in the fountain. Then he brings it to Jayce’s face and gently wipes away the grim. Jayce cries harder as Viktor cleans him. He feels so humbled and honored by Viktor’s tenderness.

Suddenly, Huck appears at their side, holding a pair of shears. He hands them to Viktor who holds them up in front of Jayce and smiles.

“Let’s trim that beard a bit, shall we?”

Jayce chuckles softly.

“I would think you would want it gone. So, I look like I used to.”

Viktor tilts his head and ponders this for a brief moment. Then he smiles again and his eyes light up.

“No, I like it. And neither of us look like we used to and that’s okay. We are not our former selves anymore.”

This feels like another burden being lifted from his shoulders. There is no longer the need to try and struggle to be the man he once was. He is a new man now, one who has a second chance and he feels no sorrow in letting that former man go.

Viktor carefully trims his beard for him, the clips of hair falling onto the mossy ground and it feels like layers of pain and trauma are being cut from him. When Viktor pulls away and examines his work, his eyes shimmer with desire and he softly breathes out.

“You’re so handsome, Jayce.”

Jayce feels his clean cheeks flush with heat and he averts his gaze shyly and mumbles.

“Not as lovely as you.”

Viktor laughs like the tinkling of bells in ancient temples and ruffles his hair.

“We will have to wash your hair at another location. Luckily, we have lots of clean water here.”

Jayce looks back at him and earnestly replies.

“It’s amazing what you have done here.”

Viktor smiles wide and bright and then Huck is once more by their side, his arms full of a bundle of white cloth. Viktor takes it from him and bids Jayce to stand. He does so and water droplets slide down his body, making his skin twinkle with stars. Viktor unfolds the cloth and presents it to Jayce.

“Are you ready to be clothed in my protection? A new skin for your new self.”

Jayce nods his head eagerly. He does want that, wants to be free and clean of his past sins. Viktor steps closer and presses his body against Jayce’s as he wraps the length of white cloth around him several times until he is loosely clothed in a robe similar to the other commune members. Viktor takes a golden broach that had been included with the cloth and pins it at his right shoulder, holding the cloth in place. His partner steps back and his eyes travel over Jayce’s body, a keen, possessive light in them that sends a shiver of want down Jayce’s spine. He feels desired and wanted in a way he never has before. Viktor has seen him at his absolute worst and still deemed him fit to love.

His heart feels like it is burning in his tight chest, the love and gratitude he has for Viktor overwhelms him and fresh tears well in his eyes. Viktor frowns softly and moves closer to him. Viktor reaches up and wipes a tear from Jayce’s cheek, and he feels like his legs might crumple under him. He moans like a wounded animal and collapses into Viktor’s arms. His partner holds him tightly and smooths his hands up and down his back soothingly as he coos.

“Everything is okay now; you don’t need to worry about anything ever again. I’m going to take care of you.”

Jayce trembles in Viktor’s strong arms as fresh tears of relief slide down his cheeks. He is going to be safe now, secure in his Herald’s power.

Jayce had been a sacrifice in a lustful sacrament that had freed him.

He never has to suffer again.