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Two years had passed since Jayce invited Viktor to be his partner, and two years since they had been given the approval to begin their endeavor to discover the secrets of the arcane and implement them into Hextech. It was far from easy research and they have yet to receive sufficient endorsements to fund their experiments. Despite the council's consent, the magic they dabbled with had heads shaking with doubt and concern.
“Don't you worry, my boys. Just keep doing your best and never give up!”
That was what Heimerdinger kept telling them whenever the two inventors came to him with their financial problems. Easy for a 300-year-old Yordle to say when time isn't his greatest challenge. Fortunately for Jayce and Viktor, they had come up with a way to raise money to fund their Hextech research.
A few small projects were commissioned mostly by their sponsors while some were from external sources both known and anonymous. They found that the anonymous ones were almost always the ones requesting the strangest of contraptions.
“A fleshlight.”
“What?” Jayce questioned, wondering if he heard that right.
“This commission. It is a fleshlight.” Viktor repeated, holding the note which contained the specifics of the request from an unnamed client.
His tone seemed unsurprised and without shame, while Jayce was red from his cheeks to his ears. The taller man couldn't believe someone would commission such an intimate and private thing.
“We don't have to do this if you don't want to, Jayce.”
Viktor noticed the hesitance and stunned look on his partner's face. He knew that Piltover was a more refined and conservative bunch, less open to the primal desires of the flesh, and required that it be kept inside closed doors. Ironic for the so-called City of Progress. It wasn't a surprise to Viktor that Jayce seemed more reserved to these types of contraptions.
It was unlike the culture in the Undercity where sex wasn't frowned upon, rather it was a luxury people would enjoy when they had the chance. Pleasure was the last thing on someone's mind when you could have a knife in between your ribs at any moment. Not to mention the coin needed to get yourself a whore — expensive for the low-lives down in the lanes but real cheap for the Pilties sneaking into town.
“No, no. I-...It's fine. It's not like we're making something harmful, right?” Jayce said, voice cracking a little in between. “They’re paying a lot of money, so let's do it. For Hextech.”
Viktor had to give Jayce some credit for braving through something he was clearly uncomfortable with but exploring new things is one of the beauties of science. It ticked a box in his hypothetical list of qualities he liked in a partner — for science or romance purposes, he hadn't drawn a line between them just yet. He must admit he liked Jayce in more ways than a mere lab partner should. He was brilliant with a mind so beautiful and intriguing that he just had to be a part of whatever dream he had, which in turn, became their dream.
“Then let us get started.”
After a week of designing and building prototype after prototype, testing them out with phallic-shaped objects, and cringing that one time the device sliced a cucumber in half, they had finally come up with the Hexlight prototype. It was improved, with a texture identical to the real vaginal canal, incorporated with a bit of their developing hextech to provide mild heating to imitate body heat and lesser risks of getting your genitals torn from your nethers. However, it remained untested.
“Why can't we test it on another cucumber?”
“Because we cannot ensure it is usable and comfortable if the basis of our data is from a non-living participant. We must note down the satisfactory results or the lack thereof, otherwise, the client will make a refund and we will lose a potential sponsor.” Viktor explained, pinching his nose bridge.
“But…why me?” Jayce asked in a small voice, clearly embarrassed.
Viktor understood why he would be hesitant. Hell, anyone in their right mind would outright refuse to pleasure themselves in front of their non-romantic partner but they needed it done as soon as possible so they could move on to accepting other commissions. If Jayce chooses, they'd never have to speak of the Hexlight ever again.
“Other than the fact that it would take us a longer time to find a willing participant, you are the only person I can trust who would give me logical and accurate feedback, Jayce.” He said, softening his tone in the last sentence in a way he knew Jayce could never refuse. “Please.”
He could see the gears turning in Jayce's mind, two wolves battling whether he should risk humiliating and exposing himself to his partner or making Viktor upset with him. The former won, of course. He hated making the smaller man mad or even mildly disappointed in him.
His eyes glanced between Viktor's amber eyes and the device sitting deviously on the table like it was mocking him.
You have to do this. For Hextech. For Viktor.
“Alright, I'll do it.”
The smile on Viktor's face directed at him got Jayce's heart leap in his chest, a phenomenon he wasn't quite sure of just yet but he concluded that it was because Viktor was his closest friend and he liked to make his loved ones happy. If that wasn't reward enough, then their payment will definitely make it worth it. He just hoped he'd survive the embarrassment of it all and it won't change their partnership in any negative way.
Jayce gulped as he stood behind the table, staring at the sex toy while his heart pounded in his ears.
Oh gods, he was actually going to do it.
He looked up to Viktor, silently seeking some sort of reconsideration from the other scientist, only to receive a raised brow and a flick of a pencil as a gesture to go on.
With a clammy hand, he pushed the button at the top, activating the heating system. He touched the inside of the tube with two fingers, settling for thirty seconds as it gradually got warmer until it reached the maximum temperature. So far, it was safe enough to not burn his or anyone's dick.
It was squishy, like the velvety walls of a real pussy. Jayce may not have had many sex encounters but he knew what the insides of a vagina felt like and it was exactly like this. Viktor did so well imitating it and went through attempt after attempt just to make it perfect. He once asked Viktor what he was basing it on but then quickly shut his mouth when he gave him a look. Jayce decided he didn't have to know. He had a rough time focusing on his work after imagining Viktor using himself as a reference.
The Zaunite took notes on Jayce's findings and observations, encouraging him to keep going. He remained calm and attentive like it was some other ordinary experiment but Jayce, on the other hand, was wracking his nerves.
They started with the feel of the device from the inside to the outside, how the appearance of the vulva on the exterior looked compared to a real one, its flexibility and ease of entry, and whether the material of the silicon stretched and compressed without tearing when the device mimicked contractions.
Despite the nature of the commission, the two scientists discussed their observations about the objective findings of the device as they would with their other innovations. The back-and-forth flow of conversation between them almost made Jayce forget that the more they finalized the first part of their experiment, the closer he was to test it out for real.
“Alright, Jayce. Are you ready? Please, don't be pressured to do this. It may take some time but we could find a volunteer if you-”
“It's okay, V. I'm ready to do this.” He interjected, mentally convincing himself as well.
Viktor shrugged but Jayce could tell he was pleased with his resolve. The little butterflies in his stomach fluttered at the reassuring tight-lipped smile, making him feel comforted and apprehensive at the same time.
Jayce took a deep breath and unbuckled his pants. His hands remained for a while on the waistband, hesitating and already feeling self-conscious.
“Whenever you're ready, Jayce. Don't worry, I've seen a lot of penises before.”
“You have?”
For some reason, Jayce felt a little sour about that.
“Of course. I am a grown man, after all. So, no need to be ashamed. Having genitals is the most natural thing.” Viktor assured but Jayce wasn't quite sure if he should be relieved by that.
“Uhm, so you're saying you've had…relations with other men?”
“Men, women — some had cocks while others had alternative means.”
Jayce blushed at Viktor's word choice, saying it so openly with no shame. Then again, he was going to be the one showing his penis to his partner while testing out a sex toy.
“But I digress,” He said. “Please, proceed, Jayce.”
With an uncertain nod, he slowly pulled down his pants just slightly above his upper thighs. A tuft of coarse hair sat just below the happy trail that led to his flaccid dick. He dared to make eye contact with Viktor but his cheeks only flushed brighter when he realized his partner was staring right at his privates with his brows raised and eyes widened.
“I speculated you were big, Jayce, but it isn't even hard yet and I could already imagine it is much larger than I had expected.” Viktor said in a bit of awe.
“You speculated? Have you been looking at my crotch?”
“Eh, well. Observation is a quality of a proper scientist, is it not?” He shrugged innocently.
Jayce didn't reply. It would be hypocritical of him when he had caught himself multiple times looking at Viktor in his intimate places too. But he wouldn't admit that to him anytime soon.
Taking the lube, Jayce proceeded to squeeze a good amount on his palm before taking his limp cock in hand. He began stroking, slow and gentle, trying to get himself hard but after a moment or two, it was still soft. Usually, when he touched himself back home, he'd have no difficulty getting it up.
Well, that was because he had Viktor in mind.
The latter was right in front of him with a pencil and a clipboard, ready to write down whatever he needed to.
“Do you need he-”
“I got it. I got it.”
He didn't mean to be rude but Jayce was frustrated and embarrassed by this situation. Sighing, he had no choice but to close his eyes and picture out his sexual fantasies in his mind — and it involved Viktor in most of them.
In no time, his length grew little by little, twitching in the process until it grew to an impressive size that had Viktor stopping himself from dropping his jaw on the floor. Jayce Talis was indeed a well-endowed man. He wondered what Ximena had fed him as a child to have made him grow this huge.
Viktor realized he wouldn't be able to stand throughout this entire experiment, opting to grab the chair from a nearby table to sit on. It wouldn't be unnatural if he made his aching leg an excuse, but in all honesty, he felt his pussy throb just from the sight of Jayce's third leg. Amber eyes watched as a pearl of precum emerged from the tip, catching himself feeling parched all of a sudden.
With his cock erect and lubed, Jayce held the contraption in place on the table and aligned his tip to the opening between the artificial lips of the toy, suppressing a choked moan as he gradually sunk inside it. The device whirred and glowed blue, adapting to his size by stretching the silicon interior just enough to not make it too loose nor too tight.
Jayce cursed under his breath as his hips bucked forward. Clearly, he had underestimated the intensity of using such a thing but it was not unlike a real vagina. If one could forget the fact that it was an inanimate object, it would have been nearly impossible to differentiate. Having his eyes closed, Jayce's mind wandered to his imagination, subconsciously tricking his body into thinking he was fucking a real person.
His partner's face clouded his mind, molding it into an expression of pure bliss, silent words calling out his name like a prayer. Viktor would look so wonderful sprawled out beneath him, taking him so well and moaning for Jayce to go deeper.
“That's it, Jayce. Keep going.”
Viktor's voice was soft like a whisper, seemingly breathless and feeding Jayce's mind. Perhaps, it was simply his imagination or the real Viktor speaking to him in such a manner. If it was the latter, Jayce could take it as some form of encouragement.
His hips moved back and forth, thrusting at a moderate pace to get used to the sensation. The squelch of lube and flesh made an awfully lewd combination that reverberated along the walls of their lab, tainting its integrity past professionalism. Jayce’s little gasps of rising pleasure had Viktor crossing his legs and squeezing his thighs together, never taking his eyes off the man in front of him.
On the other hand, Jayce’s imagination ran wild with images of his own partner impaled on his cock, wondering to himself if Viktor felt just as good as the Hexlight. Perhaps fucking the real Viktor would be infinitely better than sticking his dick in a tube? Jayce knew he was. He would give anything to have him just once…or more. However, the rational part of him reprimanded him for violating his friend like that, even if it was only in his mind. The other half, the one succumbing to his own arousal, did not give a damn.
“F-fuck…Vik-...” Jayce moaned, not entirely aware of what he had just said out loud.
It sent a shiver down Viktor's spine as he gulped down the lump in his throat. He was so wet at this point and he didn't need to look between his legs to know the dampness staining his trousers. His pussy throbbed and ached as he uncrossed his legs, hole clenching and unclenching at the thought of being fucked. With a scene like this playing right across him, it was only natural for the Zaunite to feel horny. Then again, maybe it was because the person doing such an act was Jayce himself.
“You're doing so well, Jayce.” He cooed as his hand grazed the darkened cloth against his wet cunt, clipboard, and pencil forgotten on the floor below.
Jayce didn't seem to mind his flirty encouragement. In fact, it only fueled the fire burning inside him with his voice different from his usual and seductive — like he was praising him for making Viktor feel good. Oh, how he wanted so badly to bring pleasure and bliss to his partner.
The sound of clothes rustling and a choked gasp caught Jayce's attention, perking his ears when another noise followed, wet and squelching. He raised his head and opened his eyes for the first time since they started. What he saw next was something he would engrave in his very soul forever.
“Apologies, I-...mmn…just couldn't help myself.” Viktor moaned.
He sat with his good leg propped up on the chair, half of his trousers hanging off the leg brace together with his underwear. The man blatantly spread his thighs with two fingers buried in his cunt, pink and glistening with his arousal. The surface of the seat was drenched with his slick that dripped into a small puddle the moment he took off his underwear.
“Don't stop, please. Keep going.”
Jayce couldn't stop even if he wanted to. He had never been so hard and horny in his entire life. His hips snapped as he moved faster and harder. The table began to shake and creak as he fucked the toy with abandon, eyes never leaving his partner.
Viktor matched his own pace to that of Jayce's, adding to the obscene sounds of their pleasure that hopefully did not leave the doors of the room. If it did, they most likely had no capacity to care at that moment.
Their eyes met, shame thrown out the window as they panted and moaned wantonly, both wishing they were touching the other. The movement of Jayce's hips seemed animalistic, like a rutting dog and Viktor would have very well been his bitch if Jayce asked. His pounding rocked the table and abused the sex toy as he muttered his partner's name.
Viktor wanted his dick inside, kissing his womb and molding the insides of his pussy to know only Jayce. He added a third finger, whimpering at the stretch but he knew it could not even compare to the size of the taller man's proportionate length.
“Jayce…I bet you'd feel so good in me.” Viktor moaned, voice turning a higher pitch than a moment ago, plunging his fingers deep in himself while his palm pressed against his throbbing clit.
Jayce's expression of lust and hunger directed at Viktor made the latter feel his stomach warm up, a telltale sign of his oncoming climax. The same could be said for the man jackhammering his dick in the machine, who focused on his flushed and misty-eyed friend.
“I’d make you feel better than anyone, V,” Jayce promised. “Fuck you until you'd never want anyone else.”
Yes, that's what he'd do. It was the most logical thing he could think of in addition to probably locking Viktor up in the lab or his own house so he could keep him all to himself. Definitely normal lab partner behavior right there.
The very thought of having sex and sharing the same deep need for each other had them tip over the edge. They stared deeply into near identical amber eyes, making silent promises and declarations of complex feelings they weren't quite ready to admit just yet. Jayce's hips started to stutter, fucking mercilessly into the toy while Viktor took out his fingers in favor of vigorously rubbing his swollen nub.
“S-shit! Jayce!”
“Viktor!”
The smaller scientist arched his spine against the chair's backrest, ignoring the slight ache from the action as his hole contracted around nothing, clear liquid dripping into a small puddle on the ground. Jayce refused to miss a single second of Viktor cumming, engraving the way he rolled his eyes before shutting them tight and how his thighs trembled from the intensity.
The Hexlight was soon filled to the brim with his fluids and once it detected it, the device gradually slowed down to adapt. Jayce let out a dragged-out groan, closing his eyes to imagine Viktor's pussy dripping with his cum, hole gaping, and a satisfied look on his face.
A moment passed after they rode out their high and calmed down. Jayce winced as his sensitive member pulled out of the prototype that kept his spend within it until they decided to empty the container. The room now smelled of sweat and sex as the two caught their breaths — Viktor more so than Jayce.
“Well, that was fun.” The Zaunite said with a slightly lopsided smile, grunting as he pulled his pants and underwear back up.
Meanwhile, as the post-nut clarity started to uncloud Jayce's mind, the initial embarrassment began to return. His face heated up like a tomato, stuttering apologies to Viktor for saying such vulgarity towards him.
The latter only chuckled and took his cane to walk towards his partner. His delicate fingers grazed along the exterior of the machine, letting Jayce follow his trail as a digit rubbed against the silicone opening. His eyes darkened as he glanced up at Jayce's face, seemingly entranced by his actions until Viktor inserted his finger like he would on himself.
“The interior seems stable and intact despite your…enthusiasm,” Viktor smirked. “Now what we need is your detailed observations and satisfaction rate.”
Jayce's thoughts snapped back to reality once Viktor removed his finger from the device, appalled by the cum that accompanied it. The smaller inventor didn't bat an eye when Jayce took out a handkerchief before taking his partner's hand to wipe the evidence of his sin away. A small smile appeared on Viktor's, half of the reason was because he found Jayce quite endearing, and half of it was due to amusement. He did love to tease his friend once in a while.
“I was serious, Jayce.”
“Uh, about what?”
“You can fuck me if you want to.”
A loud screech from the table echoed along the walls of the lab from Jayce nearly falling over from shock and shame, followed by a beautiful laugh from the other man. However, despite his hesitance, he wouldn't say no to an offer he had subconsciously been waiting for.
In the end, their anonymous client was said to have been pleased by their work. So much so that they sent out more requests for various designs and different types of sex toys for a ridiculous amount of money. This time, Jayce and Viktor were more than willing to test each of them out.
For research purposes, of course.