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“Pub tonight.”
“Wha-?” Viktor looked away from his screen; he had been completely engrossed typing up a new section of his thesis and barely noticed what was going on around him.
At some point, Jayce had obviously stopped by Viktor’s desk. How long he’d been trying to get Viktor’s attention, he wasn’t sure; he felt like he’d been in a trance.
“Pub. Tonight.” Jayce punctuated his words with a grin, his hands on Viktor’s desk, and he leaned on them, getting closer to Viktor.
“What day is it?” Viktor asked.
“Friday!” Jayce replied with a laugh and roll of his eyes.
Viktor checked his emails, and sure enough, there was the email from Mel informing all the PhD students and post-docs which pub they would be heading to for afterwork drinks. She still included Viktor in the mailing list, even after all these years. Viktor could have unsubscribed himself from the mailing list if he wanted to, but he didn’t have the heart to when he knew Mel still tried to include him.
“So? Pub tonight.” Jayce pressed.
Viktor swivelled in his chair, stretching his arms up over his head.
“Is that a question?” Viktor asked.
“No.” Jayce laughed again, his grin growing wider. “I’m telling you that you’re coming to the pub with me tonight.”
Viktor tried to wave him off.
“I never go to the pub. I’m not allowed, remember? Because I talk about work.” Viktor added a tiny smirk to the end of his sentence, so Jayce knew he was being sarcastic.
Jayce smiled back, leaning in closer, unafraid to close the distance between them, even in the office surrounded by their coworkers.
“You are allowed to come, and I’m demanding it. Plus, if you take a break by coming to the pub with us, then I’ll make it worth your while later.”
Jayce’s devilish smile suited his handsome face so well.
“Oh, really?” Viktor raised an eyebrow, curious as to what Jayce had in mind.
“No spoilers! But let’s just say that when I walk you home tonight, I’ll also be staying there, rather than going back to my place.”
Viktor could only laugh at Jayce’s boldness.
“Fine!” Viktor conceded, although he had no intention of resisting. “I will accompany you to the pub and then I will claim my mysterious reward.”
Viktor loved the way Jayce’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.
“One condition.” Viktor added, which Jayce frowned at. “If I’ve had enough and I want to leave, promise me you won’t force me to stay out.”
Jayce almost looked shocked, like he couldn’t believe anyone would force Viktor to stay out against his will.
But unfortunately, it had happened to Viktor in the past. The others would try to persuade him to stay out, asking him to stay for just one more drink, even when he knew he was ready for the comforts of home. He knew that Mel and Sky and the others didn’t ask him to stay out to guilt trip him; they did it because they wanted him to take breaks and enjoy himself. But Viktor couldn’t help feeling bad if he was the only one leaving early. At least with Jayce there, he’d have someone to back him up.
“I promise.” Jayce replied softly, giving Viktor the warmest of smiles.
If Viktor was honest with himself, he was actually enjoying his time at the pub this evening. He was enjoying himself so much that he hadn’t even noticed how quickly the hours had flown by. He wasn’t entirely sure why this evening out with his fellow PhD students had been more enjoyable than any previous outing, but looking across to the handsome man sitting next to him gave Viktor some inkling of an idea.
It had been exactly one week since they had their little chat and fooled around in the office, and since then, Viktor’s every day had felt more enjoyable.
He had to admit, he was glad the uncertainty was gone. They both knew where they stood in terms of their relationship, and both were happy with this casual arrangement. And Viktor also had to admit: it was nice.
He felt more relaxed around Jayce, and Jayce obviously felt the same way; the man couldn’t stop himself from making casual touches when he was around Viktor. Whether it was a casual touch on the shoulder whenever Jayce was leaning over Viktor’s desk to look at his work, or the briefest contact of their hands touching when they exchanged papers, Jayce seemed to revel in any opportunity to touch Viktor.
It was a habit Viktor picked up on the first night he spent with Jayce, so it wasn’t really surprising to him that it would carry over into their lives when they were in the office, or out and about on campus. And although it was something Viktor wasn’t used to, he did not mind it. It was…reassuring. It was something he now enjoyed, even though it had never been much of a key component in his life before.
Even now, in the pub, Jayce wasn’t afraid to make casual contact with Viktor, despite the others around them that might see. And with each drink Jayce had, his touches became more and more frequent. Touches that to others might seem like nothing more than Jayce being a touchy feely sort of person, and yet to Viktor, he was hyper aware of each one. Like how to get his attention, Jayce would pat Viktor's leg under the table, and when Viktor would turn to him, Jayce would be wearing his warmest, most handsome smile. Yet again, Jayce was doing awful things to Viktor’s heart.
He was also doing awful things to Viktor’s imagination. They hadn’t done anything sexual together since that late night encounter in the empty office. It felt like they were both trying to exercise self-restraint, trying not to completely encroach on the other’s private life. Jayce had still been an absolute sap for the past week though, taking Viktor out for coffee breaks or lunch breaks, and a couple of days, hanging around until late in the evening, well past when he’d normally stay, all so he could ask if he could walk Viktor home. And then, like a lovesick fool, he’d always bid farewell to Viktor at the bottom of his apartment block with a kiss goodbye.
Of course, Viktor had thought about inviting Jayce upstairs each time he walked him home. He thought about it, but so far, hadn’t acted upon the thought. Perhaps Jayce was disappointed not to be invited upstairs? If he was, he did very well to hide it, especially considering how most of his other emotions were so easy to read. But maybe a week of no sexual contact between them was why Jayce had suggested rewarding Viktor if he attended this social event.
So in the pub, with each drink, Viktor found his mind wandering to dirty thoughts more and more. What did Jayce have in mind for later? With each brief touch Jayce made, Viktor kept thinking about how he wanted those hands all over his body, touching him every place they could reach. Viktor could feel his cheeks grow warm when he had his filthy thoughts, but when asked why he was blushing by Sky, he brushed it off, saying it was the warm atmosphere of the pub, or the alcohol in his system. Nothing to do with the man sitting next to him, honest.
It was surprisingly late; much later than Viktor had expected, and they were still in the pub. Some of the members from the group had bid farewell for the night and already left, but not Viktor. He was already getting comments from Mel and Sky about how he hadn’t been the first to leave, much to Jayce’s amusement. But now it was getting late into the night, the pub was less busy, and Viktor supposed they would be calling last orders with a ring of the bell soon.
Viktor had excused himself to the restroom and was finishing up washing his hands when he heard the heavy door to the restroom creak open. By instinct, he turned to see who was coming in, and it was Jayce. Jayce was all smiles as soon as he spotted Viktor.
“You doing okay? Mel and Sky aren’t teasing you too much are they?” Jayce asked.
Viktor reached for the paper towel dispenser and shrugged.
“No more than they usually do.”
He added a small smile so Jayce knew that the light teasing didn’t bother him.
“And you’re feeling alright? Not too tired?” Jayce continued to question.
Viktor dumped the used paper towels in the trash can and then looked at Jayce. Had Jayce followed him here just to check on him in the privacy of the men’s room? Well, whatever Jayce was doing in here, he definitely wasn’t making use of any of the facilities in the restroom.
And Viktor was not one to keep his thoughts to himself.
“Jayce, did you follow me in here just to interrogate me?”
Viktor raised an eyebrow suspiciously, and Jayce blushed and actually looked defensive.
“Interrogate is a strong word.” Jayce laughed. He smiled warmly before he continued. “Am I not allowed to check up on you?”
“No, you are. But I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, and I know my limits.”
Viktor spoke without really considering his words or tone; he blamed the alcohol for his lack of thought before speaking. Maybe if he’d taken the time to think, he wouldn’t have used such a stand-offish tone. It was his defence mechanism again; his reluctance to be cared for because he had grown up despising any pity towards him. Deep down, he knew Jayce meant well.
And Jayce did look a little wounded from Viktor’s words, but he tried his best to smile and explain himself.
“I know that you know your own limits, Viktor. But earlier you mentioned you didn’t want anyone to force you to stay out, so I just want to make sure you’re okay, and you’re still having a good time.”
There was a pause after that. Jayce pressed his lips into a thin line, but from the look on his face, it was clear he was trying to decide what next to say. Viktor himself felt lost for words; he hadn’t expected this serious turn in conversation. He felt it was his own fault really; he was the one that had accused Jayce of an interrogation.
Viktor didn’t know what Jayce might say next. When he did speak, the words surprised Viktor.
“I’m sorry if it came across as an interrogation. I can’t help caring about you.”
It was like a stab to Viktor’s heart; the words that fell from Jayce’s lips were completely unexpected. Viktor knew his face must look foolish as he was staring at Jayce with wide-eyed surprise.
Care. Of all the words Jayce could have used, he had to use ‘care’. Why did he care? Viktor didn’t know what it was about himself that made Jayce care about him. But it was just Jayce’s nature, right? He seemed to care far too much about everyone around him, so it was little surprise that Viktor fell into that category too.
And yet, to be told by someone that they care about you and your wellbeing… It made a feeling swell in Viktor’s chest. Why did he always assume the worst and push people away - well, Viktor knew why, but for once, could he allow himself to believe that this man in front of him cared about him and wanted to take care of him? Could he betray his stubbornness and allow someone in? He’d already agreed to this casual relationship, he needed to learn to agree to be taken care of.
“Viktor?”
The lull in conversation had gone on for too long; Viktor hadn’t realised how carried away in his own thoughts he’d become. And when Viktor was unsure what to say, he took action instead.
They hadn’t been standing that far apart, so it didn’t take much for Viktor to step forward and close the gap between them. He pressed his lips against Jayce’s hard, closing his eyes and hands flying up to cup both sides of Jayce’s face. Jayce let out a small yelp of surprise at the sudden kiss. It took him a moment to get over the shock before he started reciprocating, forgetting where they were, and only paying attention to Viktor.
They didn’t have to do this here and now; Viktor knew it wouldn’t take them long to walk to his apartment and carry on there. However, Viktor needed to do this now. He needed to make Jayce feel good.
The restroom in the pub was small, just three urinals and two bathroom stalls. But there was no one else in the restroom with them, so Viktor would take his chances.
“Come with me.” He demanded after pulling away from their kiss.
“O-Okay.” Was all Jayce could seem to say, slightly surprised but happy to be led into one of the stalls by the hand by Viktor.
It was a tight squeeze in the stall, and once in, Viktor instructed Jayce to lock the door, which he did dutifully. Once it was closed and locked behind them, Viktor pushed Jayce against the door as hard as he could, and pressed his mouth against Jayce’s again. He knew he was nowhere near as strong as Jayce, but he could be forceful when he wanted to be.
Poor Jayce didn’t stand a chance. It didn’t take long, just a few minutes of kissing, Viktor’s tongue pushing into Jayce’s mouth, and his hands pressing Jayce’s body to the stall’s door. Then Viktor reached down and grasped the hard cock he could feel through Jayce’s trousers.
“Viktor!” Jayce tried to gasp under his breath. He seemed to be completely swept off his feet by Viktor’s sudden displays of affection.
“Shh,” Viktor replied, “I’m going to take care of you.”
“Now?” Jayce gasped, the flush on his cheeks only growing deeper in colour.
“Yes, right now.”
“Viktor-”
Whatever Jayce wanted to say was cut short when they both heard the heavy restroom door open. Jayce’s eyes went wide and Viktor could feel his heart race in his chest. Neither of them made a sound as whoever had just come in went to use one of the urinals.
Viktor had no intention of speaking and alerting the intruder to their presence, but Jayce, for some reason, brought his hands up to Viktor’s face, fingers on his lips as if to shush him. But doing that only gave Viktor terrible ideas. It didn’t help that his mind had been filled with obscene thoughts about Jayce for most of the evening. Jayce always seemed to have this effect on Viktor, making him take stupid risks. At least he was selfaware enough to know that these actions were idiotic; he was still going to take the risk though.
So in a move that could only lead to their presence in the restroom being exposed, Viktor grabbed Jayce’s hand and then opened his mouth, pushing two of Jayce’s fingers in against his hot, wet tongue. Viktor licked and sucked as quietly as he could, and the response from Jayce was better than expected.
The poor man was already flustered, his face bright red and now the tops of his ears going red too. His eyes only grew wider, and he had to clasp his other hand over his mouth in an attempt to stop any vocalisations from accidentally falling from his lips. But no matter how much he didn’t want to alert the stranger to their presence, Jayce still couldn’t take his eyes off Viktor.
Viktor pushed Jayce’s fingers into his mouth, taking them deep, happy to see Jayce watching. He pulled them out and then ran his tongue along the side of Jayce’s index finger, like the way he would run his tongue along the length of Jayce’s cock.
And then in a move that Viktor knew was absolutely stupid, he leaned in as close as he could, his knee slotting in between Jayce’s legs, pressing himself against the obvious erection Jayce had, and he whispered in Jayce’s ear, as quietly as he could.
“I want to do this to your cock, Jayce. Right now.”
Jayce’s free hand was still pressed against his mouth, and he had to squeeze his eyes shut tight for a moment to avert Viktor’s gaze. The poor man even shuddered at Viktor’s words, and Viktor tormented him further, sucking on his fingers again and pushing his thigh against the bulge in Jayce’s pants.
They carried on like that for a moment while they listened to the intruder zip up the fly of his pants and then wash his hands. Viktor wanted it so bad right now, it felt like the stranger was washing his hands for an eternity. Eventually they heard him pull a few paper towels from the dispenser and then he left the room.
As soon as the heavy door closed with a thud, Jayce released the hold he had over his own mouth and let out a moan he’d been holding.
“Fuck, Viktor. You’re too much. I’m- I know I’m gonna come soon.”
“Good.” Viktor teased. “We don’t want anyone getting suspicious as to why we’ve both been in here so long.”
Going by the shocked look on Jayce’s face, Viktor could only assume that the man had totally forgotten that the two of them had not come to this pub alone.
“Did you forget we weren’t here alone?” Viktor teased, a smirk spreading on his face.
“I-” Jayce couldn’t get any words out, but Viktor knew the answer was obviously ‘yes’.
There was no time to hesitate; who knew when someone else would visit the restroom for its intended purposes and disrupt them. Viktor got down on his knees, deft finger working on the fastenings of Jayce’s trousers. Once Jayce’s cock was released, Viktor didn’t hesitate to take it into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down with a fast pace while his hands held onto Jayce’s hips and pressed him against the stall’s door.
One glance up at Jayce, and Viktor could see Jayce’s eyes looking back down at him, but his hand was in front of his mouth again, trying to stop himself from being too loud. That was something Viktor would have to correct later once they were back home.
And true to his word, it didn’t take much for Jayce to come, probably less than a minute of Viktor sucking him off.
Like the last time they did this, Viktor kept Jayce in his mouth, swallowing what Jayce had to give him, but this time, he pulled away too soon.
“W-Wait, I’m not done.” Jayce gasped, and a sudden spurt of come shot out and caught Viktor at the corner of his mouth.
“I’m sorry.” Jayce whined, trying to steady his breathing after coming, but not doing a particularly good job of it.
Viktor said nothing; he just rose from his knees until he was face to face with Jayce. A devilish thought crossed his mind.
“Lick it off.” Viktor instructed.
“What?” Jayce flustered, his eyes going wide.
“You heard me.” Viktor said in a quiet and demanding tone. He grabbed Jayce’s face with one hand and squeezed, pulling Jayce closer to his own face. “Lick. It. Off.”
“F-Fuck, Viktor.” Jayce whined, now leaning in, and his tongue was at the corner of Viktor’s mouth, licking off his own come that he’d left there. When he tried to pull away, Viktor would not allow him, instead kissing Jayce forcefully, his tongue in Jayce’s mouth, sharing the taste of come.
Viktor couldn’t wait to get Jayce home.
Their kissing ended, and Jayce still seemed to be trying to catch his breath. Viktor ran a hand through his hair before reaching for the lock on the door just behind Jayce.
“You stay here for a moment. It might look suspicious if we both walk out there together.” Viktor said as he unlocked the door.
“Right.” Jayce replied, nodding. He still looked flushed and out of breath. Viktor patted the side of his face before leaving the stall.
“Make sure you tidy yourself up before you rejoin us. You look a mess.”
Viktor smiled as Jayce’s blush deepened, and he left Jayce in the stall while he went to the sinks to wash his hands and check his appearance in the mirror.
Once he was done, he returned to the table in the pub where Mel, Sky and a handful of others were still sitting. Viktor took his seat, as cool as anything, as if he hadn’t been sucking cock in the men’s restroom just a few moments ago.
“Where’s Jayce?” Sky asked, turning her attention towards Viktor.
Viktor shrugged, as if he had no idea.
“I left to use the restroom while he was still sitting here. Did he go up to the bar to get another drink?” Viktor suggested. It was a good decoy; from where they were sitting in the pub, the bar was out of their eye-line.
“Oh, maybe?” Sky pondered. “I just hope he didn’t leave without saying goodbye.”
Mel had caught wind of their conversation, and was now joining in.
“It’s not like him to leave without saying goodbye. I’m sure he’s here somewhere.”
Viktor shrugged again, as nonchalant as he could, pretending like it made no difference to him where Jayce had gotten to.
Then there was that familiar feeling of a strong, warm hand on his shoulder. Jayce was standing just behind him. The blush on his cheeks had faded and he looked like he’d fixed up his hair. He remained standing, moving his hands to his trouser pockets and smiling at the group. Before anyone could pipe up and ask him where he’d been, Jayce spoke first.
“It’s getting late, so I think I’ll get going now.”
He picked up his jacket from where he’d left it on his chair.
“Oh, Jayce! We were wondering where you’d got to.” Sky said.
“Sorry, I thought I mentioned I was going to the bar.” Jayce rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand, looking embarrassed that anyone should worry about his whereabouts. “But then I was waiting to get served and realised the time. I got up early this morning, so I should be calling it a night.”
Viktor was sure that Jayce didn’t like lying to Sky and Mel about where he really was, but he had no other option. It was a lie born out of necessity.
“I should get going too.” Viktor added, slowly getting up from his own chair.
“Well done on making it this far into the night.” Mel added with a small smirk. “Is this going to be a regular occurrence from now on?”
She raised an eyebrow at Viktor, and he glanced over at Jayce for just a second.
“Maybe. You’ll just have to wait until next week to find out.”
Perhaps if Jayce had been on his own, his eagerness might have encouraged him to run back to Viktor’s apartment. But there was no way Viktor could run, no matter if he wanted to, and it would be pretty meaningless for Jayce to get there so quickly if Viktor wasn’t with him. Nevertheless, Jayce tried to walk at a brisk pace, but he kept having to correct himself when he realised Viktor couldn’t always keep up.
The walk to Viktor’s apartment was not a long one; they arrived there about ten minutes after leaving the pub. And to say this was only Jayce’s second time in Viktor’s apartment, he was very confident in himself. Once he was inside, he proceeded straight to the bedroom while Viktor locked the door, and when Viktor joined him in the bedroom, Jayce had already taken his jacket and t-shirt off.
“Well, you’re eager, aren’t you?” Viktor teased as he took a seat at the edge of his bed, glad to take the weight off his prosthesis.
“Can you blame me?” Jayce asked, blushing, a warm smile on his face.
Jayce sat on the bed next to Viktor, taking Viktor’s hand into his own and then pulling it closer to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his hand. It was a move Viktor felt was much too tender, and it made his heart flutter.
Lips still pressed to the back of Viktor’s hand, Jayce’s eyes opened and he looked up at Viktor through his lashes.
“You’re too much for me.” Jayce murmured, pressing another soft kiss to Viktor’s hand.
“Do you not like it?” Viktor asked, genuinely curious.
“No, I love it.” Jayce admitted, seemingly surprised by Viktor’s question. “I just- I’ve never been with anyone as…forward as you.”
Viktor let out a huff of laughter.
“And,” Jayce continued, “I thought I said I was going to reward you for coming out to the pub with me. I didn’t expect you to take care of me while we were still there. You spoil me.”
Jayce’s confidence started to falter at the use of the phrase ‘take care of me’. It’s obvious that thinking about what happened back in the men’s restroom was having an effect on him, especially as his face and the top of his ears burned with more blush.
It was strange, but Viktor couldn’t help finding it cute how easy it was for Jayce to fluster.
“Alright then.” Viktor said, pulling his hand from Jayce’s and laying down on the bed. “If you want to reward me, then I will do nothing at all, and you can do all the work.”
Viktor grinned as Jayce looked at him with wide, curious eyes, visibly confused. Jayce leaned over Viktor, his hand resting just next to Viktor’s head, making the mattress dip beneath him.
“I will spell it out for you.” Viktor said, bringing his hand to rest on the side of Jayce’s face, patting lightly. “I’m going to lie here and you’re going to fuck me senseless until I come.”
The way Jayce actually looked shocked put a smile on Viktor’s face.
“You sure?”
Viktor had to laugh.
“Yes Jayce. I want you to fuck me, hard. I promise I’m not going to break. I’m not made of fucking porcelain.”
Viktor would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about Jayce fucking him. Well, he’d had a lot of dirty thoughts about Jayce that involved lots of different things, but the thought of Jayce’s cock inside of him was the one at the forefront right now. So Viktor made his demands very clear for Jayce.
“I want your cock deep inside of me, Jayce. I want you to make me come, and you better not come until I’m done first.”
With Viktor’s hand on the side of Jayce's face, he stroked his face affectionately. It felt like too much of a sweet and gentle gesture when he was making demands to be fucked. And Jayce just continued to stare at him from his position, hovering just above Viktor. Perhaps his brain had entirely stopped working thanks to Viktor’s words.
“What happens if I come first, by accident?” Jayce asked, his voice low and barely audible.
“You better not. If you do, I will punish you. You want to be a good boy, don’t you Jayce?”
“Yes.” Jayce replied immediately, tilting his head so he could meet the hand against his cheek with a kiss.
God, always with the kisses.
“Now you’re clear on what’s going to happen, let me get undressed first.”
Viktor pushed on his arms to lift himself off the bed, and Jayce moved aside to allow him to sit up. He sat there, looking at Viktor, like an obedient dog, waiting for instructions.
“Take the rest of your clothes off.” Viktor ordered with a stern tone, and immediately, Jayce was jumping off the bed, scrambling to get the rest of his clothing off.
It was a ritual they’d both performed all those weeks ago when they first met at the bar, and despite this only being the second time they had undressed in front of each other, it felt comfortable. Perhaps it was because Viktor knew it wasn’t the first time Jayce would see his prosthesis and his spine; the weight of the uncertainty was not there like it had been.
Jayce was completely naked in almost an instant, much like the last time they did this, and Viktor had to take his time with it. It was almost funny to Viktor to see how Jayce stood there, naked, with a hard on, patiently waiting for Viktor to complete the process.
Eventually, the task of undressing was complete; the only clothing remaining was Viktor’s underwear. Viktor’s bedroom floor was a mess, covered in their discarded clothing and Viktor’s prosthesis standing upright.
Viktor laid down on the bed again, making himself comfortable, and finally he reached into his underwear, pulled out his packer, and left it on the bedside table. He then patted on the bed, finally giving Jayce permission to join him. And Jayce almost launched himself at the bed, his eagerness coming to the forefront.
He sat himself in between Viktor’s legs, so Viktor had to spread them in order to accommodate the broad man. Jayce’s eyes were sparkling with anticipation; his eyes on Viktor’s face first, then the underwear that he had left on.
Jayce decided it was his turn to try the charm offensive.
“I like that you kept them on. Like a gift you’ve left for me to unwrap.”
Viktor laughed and smiled warmly at Jayce; it was endearing when he tried.
Jayce’s hands were on the outside of Viktor’s thighs, and he laid down, getting comfortable in between Viktor’s legs.
Viktor assumed, because of his demands earlier, that Jayce would get right to the task he was told to perform. But, as ever, Jayce was full of surprises.
Jayce pressed his lips to Viktor’s inner thigh, giving a kiss to the sensitive skin there, and moving upwards towards Viktor’s crotch. He ascended with a trail of kisses to one thigh, then swapped over to the other. Kisses changed to licks and soft bites, and Viktor knew exactly where Jayce was going next. He latched on, sucking at a spot high up on Viktor’s inner thigh, and Viktor hissed at the sensation, his hands moving to reach for Jayce’s hair.
“Are you going to make that a habit every time we’re together?” Viktor muttered, pulling lightly on Jayce’s hair, as he sucked hard to make the love bite appear.
“I can’t help myself.” Jayce mumbled against the skin of Viktor’s thigh. “They look so good on your skin.”
He emphasised his words with a kiss pressed directly to the dark blemish.
Jayce continued his ascent, but he didn’t proceed to remove Viktor’s underwear straight away. Instead he glanced up at Viktor, their eyes meeting for a moment, and then Jayce was pressing his mouth against Viktor’s sex, through his underwear.
Viktor gasped in surprise, and Jayce kissed him through his underwear, and then proceeded to lick him through the fabric.
“Hmm, Viktor… You’re already so wet.” Jayce whined against Viktor’s crotch, and the reverberations of his voice so close to Viktor’s sex sent chills through his body.
“No cheating. I told you that you have to make me come while you’re fucking me.” Viktor managed to get his words out with a level of cool and sternness. He couldn’t let Jayce undo him just yet; not so quickly.
Jayce chuckled in response.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”
Jayce sat up, his hands moving to the waistband of Viktor’s underwear, pulling them down slowly and carefully until he reached the end of Viktor’s legs and dropped them to the floor to join all the other clothing.
And once the underwear was off and Jayce was face to face with Viktor’s nudity, he almost looked embarrassed, something clearly on his mind.
“Where do you want me to fuck you?”
At least Jayce never forgot his manners and was polite enough to ask instead of assuming. Being so polite, Viktor would reward him by letting Jayce have a say in the matter.
“Where do you want to fuck me tonight?” Viktor asked, raising his eyebrow, smiling at the man sitting in between his legs.
“Uh, can I fuck you in the ass? Is that okay?”
Viktor could only smile more at how nicely Jayce asked.
“Yes. You know where the lube is, don’t you?”
Jayce’s blush had spread all the way down to his chest, and he scrambled across the bed to the bedside table’s top drawer. Before getting back to his sitting position in between Viktor’s legs, Jayce pressed a quick kiss to Viktor’s lips.
Jayce actually fumbled with the small bottle of lube, but finally he got it open and squeezed some of the substance into his hand, lathering his fingers in it. He got closer to Viktor, his hand just under the back of Viktor’s knee to help hitch Viktor’s leg up further.
He pressed a cool, lubricated finger against Viktor’s asshole and then looked up at Viktor’s face again, as if to check he was still okay. And Viktor just stared down at the man, giving him a demanding look with his eyes.
With no protestations from Viktor, Jayce proceeded, pushing one finger into him. It was met with a gasp from both of them. Viktor was surprised by how thick only one of Jayce’s fingers felt inside him, and Jayce’s gasp was followed by words falling from his lips.
“Oh god, Viktor, you’re so tight and hot.”
Jayce pushed in deeper and Viktor could only think about what he’d done to Jayce earlier when they were in the pub - Jayce’s fingers in his mouth, simuating a blow job to them, the same fingers now deep inside him, trying to prepare him for Jayce’s cock.
“Hurry up.” Viktor ordered. “I want you to be doing that with your cock.”
Jayce actually moaned at the words. Viktor was looking down and noticed how Jayce’s cock twitched involuntarily.
So Jayce tried to hurry the process; he pushed in and out fast with one finger, and then added a second which was met with more gasps from Viktor. He thought one finger was a lot, and yet adding a second was a whole other level. God, what was his cock going to feel like? Viktor could feel the heat building deep inside of him in anticipation.
Again, Jayce was pushing into Viktor fast and hard, in a desperate attempt to speed up this process, as Viktor had demanded it.
“How do you want me to fuck you?” Jayce asked, his fingers still working Viktor.
“I thought I told you - you’re taking care of me now. You have to decide how you’re going to fuck me.” Viktor managed to say in between gasps.
“Please,” Jayce whined, “if the position is uncomfortable for you, tell me.”
Jayce met Viktor’s eyes, and he responded with a nod.
Jayce’s fingers pulled out of Viktor and he whined at the loss. But he didn’t have time to think about it; Jayce’s hands were on Viktor’s waist, moving him, manipulating his body. Before Viktor could even form a coherent thought, he was being flipped over, lifted off the bed and put into a seated position, his back slotted against Jayce’s chest.
Viktor was surprised; he knew what a hopeless romantic Jayce was and completely expected him to fuck face to face. But this was a nice surprise; Jayce’s body felt so warm and inviting against Viktor’s.
“Condom?” Jayce asked, his hands moving to Viktor’s hips, caressing affectionately.
Viktor leaned forward and found Jayce moving with him, still holding Viktor tight. He reached into the top drawer of the bedside table (which hadn’t been closed after Jayce got the lube) and grabbed a condom from the already open box. He passed it back to Jayce, who finally let go of Viktor’s hips in order to put it on.
Viktor’s breathing grew heavy with anticipation; he listened to the wrapper tear and could picture Jayce rolling the condom onto his hard cock.
Next he felt it, the tip of Jayce’s cock pressed against the tight ring of muscle, and he pushed in, ever so slowly.
They were both moaning, overcome by the feeling of Jayce's cock inside of Viktor.
“Oh jesus… Fuck.” Jayce gasped from behind Viktor.
Jayce kept pushing in, presumably until the entire length of his cock was inside Viktor. Once he was completely inside, he shuddered, pressing his forehead to Viktor’s shoulder blade. For a while, Jayce didn’t move. Viktor assumed he was acclimating to the feeling of being completely inside of Viktor. While he hesitated, Jayce pressed kisses to the back of Viktor’s neck. His hands roamed over the front of Viktor’s body, over his chest, over his abdomen, holding Viktor as close to him as possible.
It was overwhelming to have Jayce drown him with so much affection; Viktor almost felt like he couldn’t catch his breath.
They started slow, with Jayce's hands back on Viktor’s hips to help manoeuvre him, up and down on Jayce’s cock. Viktor did want Jayce to do all the work, but with their positions, he used his good leg to try and push himself up and down too.
Their speed increased, both of them finding a good rhythm.
“God, you feel so fucking good.” Jayce managed to get out, gasping the words against the skin of Viktor’s back.
Viktor however was lost for words at the moment, totally fixated on the feeling of Jayce’s cock inside of him.
Perhaps it was his reluctance to reply in any way that caused Jayce to make his next move. His right hand released its grip on Viktor’s hip and descended to inbetween Viktor’s legs. He found Viktor’s cock, hot and throbbing, and he began to rub it. It was a move that almost made Viktor double-over on himself if it hadn’t been for Jayce’s other hand, holding him close to his body.
And despite Viktor’s physical reaction, Jayce wouldn’t relent. He delved deeper, slipping two fingers easily into Viktor’s front hole, and Viktor lost himself.
He gasped, loud, and body tensed in total surprise. He had never expected to feel so full; both holes filled by Jayce, with Jayce fucking up into him as best as he could.
He persisted, slick fingers sliding in and out of Viktor’s front hole while he fucked Viktor in the ass, and each time he pulled his fingers out, he proceeded to rub circles against Viktor’s sex - it was a relentless attack on his senses.
But Viktor had asked for it; he had asked to be fucked and he had asked to be made to come first. He knew Jayce had it within him to complete the task he’d been given, but Viktor was still surprised by the fervour and relentlessness he accomplished the task with.
And without warning, Viktor’s orgasm was suddenly upon him. It sent shockwaves throughout his body, and Jayce just held him tighter with one hand while the other pushed deep into Viktor’s front hole again. Viktor was loud as he came, louder than he’d ever been before, and it surprised him; he didn’t know he was capable of such vocalisations.
The orgasm was longer than usual too, but Jayce wouldn’t stop - his fingers working, his cock working, and his chin on Viktor’s shoulder, lips pressing kisses to the side of Viktor’s face. Viktor gave in to Jayce’s persistent efforts of romance, turning his head so his mouth could meet Jayce’s in a messy open-mouthed kiss. Viktor couldn’t stop himself from moaning into it.
He had asked to be fucked senseless, and now Viktor was honestly unsure whether Jayce had also come. He still felt hard as he pushed in and pulled out of Viktor.
“Did you come?” Viktor gasped when he broke their kiss.
Jayce shook his head.
“Mm, good boy.” Viktor praised, kissing Jayce again.
“P-Please Viktor…” Jayce whined, his pace slowing as the exhaustion began to set in.
“You’ve been such a good boy.” Viktor said, his hand reaching up to caress the side of Jayce’s face. “Now you’re going to do one last thing for me. You’re going to pull out and come on me.”
Jayce’s body shook at Viktor’s words, but he couldn’t wait. He was man-handling Viktor again to rearrange their positions, lifting Viktor off himself and turning him around so he could lay on his back. Viktor felt his heart skip a beat when he realised Jayce wanted to come face to face.
Jayce pulled the condom off and set himself up between Viktor’s legs, one hand on Viktor, the other on his own cock, jerking himself off to completion.
“Please…” Jayce moaned, like it was the only word he could remember how to say. Viktor didn’t need more words to understand what Jayce’s request was.
“Such a good boy.” Viktor cooed, looking down at the lovely sight of Jayce jerking off while sitting in between his legs. “I knew you could do it. You think I didn’t notice last week when we were in the office and you tried your hardest not to come until I did first?”
Jayce groaned, pumping his cock faster, his brow furrowed due to the effort.
“You listen to instructions so well.” Viktor continued, wondering what it would take to push Jayce over the edge. “Such an obedient boy… My good boy.”
“Ah!” Jayce suddenly exclaimed, his back going straight, holding his cock over Viktor’s stomach and coming all over him.
And Viktor felt that heat pool deep in the pit of his abdomen again, cherishing this moment of being covered in Jayce’s come. He knew this would be a memory he would revisit if he was ever alone and needed to pleasure himself.
But Jayce was not done; his body began to relax after the high of his climax, and it was almost like he melted into Viktor. He leaned in, close to Viktor’s stomach, and licked some of the come off Viktor.
Viktor couldn’t believe his eyes. He hadn’t asked Jayce to do that, but had he remembered after what happened in the pub? Like he didn’t need to be instructed - he just assumed this is what Viktor wanted to see. And Viktor wasn’t against it; he had to admit to himself that it set off fireworks in his chest seeing Jayce behave in such a depraved manner.
Jayce moved his body until he was face to face with Viktor and then collapsed next to him on the bed. His hand reached behind Viktor’s neck and pulled him closer, meeting his lips in a kiss. It was slow and open-mouthed, their tongues moving languidly against each other.
Once Jayce had had his fill of kisses, he reached over to the box of tissues on the bedside table, pulling several out and passing them over to Viktor. He tried his best to clean himself up, but knew he would need to visit the bathroom.
“Could you do me a favour?” Viktor asked.
“Anything.” Jayce replied, smiling.
Viktor gestured across the room, towards the closet in the corner.
“Against the closet, there’s a crutch. Could you bring it to me?”
Without hesitation, Jayce was off the bed and moving across the room to get the item for Viktor. Viktor could get to the bathroom without his prosthesis or any other assistance, but it felt a bit more dignified to use the crutch if he was going to get around the apartment while Jayce was here.
Viktor manoeuvred himself to the edge of the bed and Jayce handed him the crutch with a soft smile.
“I’ll just be a moment.” Viktor said, standing up with the help of the walking aid.
True to his word, he tried to clean up in the bathroom as quickly as possible and then he was back in the bedroom, half expecting Jayce to already be fast asleep. But he wasn’t; he was sat up, under the covers, patiently waiting for Viktor’s return.
Viktor got into bed and switched off the lamp, neglecting to reclaim his underwear which had been left on the floor. Once under the covers, Jayce pulled him close, and Viktor noticed that Jayce was still naked too. Like the last time he’d stayed over, Jayce pulled Viktor until his back was against Jayce’s warm chest in a spooning position, and Jayce was pressing small and soft kisses to the nape of Viktor’s neck.
“Go to sleep, Jayce.” Viktor murmured, drifting into sleep, but not wanting to admit out loud that he found Jayce’s affection comforting.
His words were met with a soft chuckle from Jayce.
“Goodnight Viktor.”
Those were the last words Viktor heard before he fell into a deep sleep.
“Viktor?”
It was morning, and yet again, Viktor was being woken up by Jayce. But this time Jayce wasn’t fully dressed; he was only wearing his underwear and his t-shirt.
“What time is it?” Viktor asked groggily, worried he had overslept. He always forgot to set the alarm on his phone when he had an overnight guest.
“Still morning.” Jayce replied, squatting next to the bed so he could meet Viktor at eye level.
“What’s wrong?” Viktor grumbled, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to come round from the embrace of sleep.
“Nothing’s wrong.” Jayce laughed softly. “I just thought you might want to get up and have some breakfast.”
Viktor rested his head on the pillow again, grumbling instead of using his words. It only made the other man laugh more.
“Not a morning person, huh?” Jayce said, his hand reaching into Viktor’s hair, running his fingers through it soothingly. “I was going to offer to cook you something, but turns out all you have in your cupboards is instant coffee and sugar.”
Viktor listened to Jayce and tried to picture him cooking in the tiny kitchen. For some reason he got the feeling that Jayce was a messy cook, and Viktor’s brow furrowed at the thought of the mess.
“No cooking.” Was all Viktor could mumble, still feeling sleepy.
“Okay, so can I take you out for breakfast then? I know a great place that does American-style waffles and pancakes.”
“Coffee?” Viktor grunted out, finally opening his eyes to look at the man next to him.
“Yes, and coffee.” Jayce said with a charming smile.
“And then after breakfast we can head into the office.” Viktor said, which was met by a curious look from Jayce.
“But… It’s Saturday.”
He was right - it was Saturday. Viktor had forgotten that the reason they were out last night was because it was a Friday. However, Viktor wasn’t a stranger to going into the office on Saturdays. He looked at Jayce without saying anything, and Jayce just stared back at him with wide eyes.
“You’re not going to work on a Saturday are you?” Jayce asked incredulously.
“Saturdays in the office are productive. No one else is there to distract me.”
“Viktor, I’m not letting you go into the office on a Saturday.” Jayce insisted.
“I’m in my final year, Jayce. Unlike you, I have a thesis to complete and submit soon.”
“You have at least eleven months to complete it.” Jayce chastised. “It’s not going to kill you to take one day off.”
“Then what do you suggest we do instead?” Viktor questioned.
“Go out for breakfast and then either stay out, maybe go for a walk somewhere. Or, we could come back here.”
A wide grin spread on Jayce's face, his cheeks already turning a dusty pink after his words, and his eyes sparkled. Viktor could read exactly what was on Jayce’s mind. Suddenly, it made sense why he wanted to cook and eat breakfast in Viktor’s apartment - it would save them having to leave the comforts of home, and they could get back into bed as quickly as possible. So this was also why Jayce wanted to stay the night; he wanted to make a full evening and day of it.
Viktor pushed himself up on the bed, leaning on his elbows, smiling back at Jayce now he knew his intentions.
“If Heimerdinger gives me too many corrections when I submit, I’m blaming you.” Viktor said, the devilish smile on his face spreading.
“Fine.” Jayce relented, getting up from his squatting position and leaning in to give Viktor a good morning kiss now that he was awake.
There went all of Viktor’s productive Saturdays in the office. However, looking at Jayce’s handsome face and charming smile, Viktor felt like this was an upgrade on his usual Saturday activities.