#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆
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⤷ @mythlike ( cont. )
┊ ┊ ┊ ⚙︎ if jayce isn't mistaken, it's almost as if he can feel his partner's hardness against his thigh. the feeling becomes unmistakable as viktor makes himself comfortable on his lap, body tilting in the direction of jayce so he can continue taking more of him in.
head tilts back slightly so viktor can continue to explore him, skin prickling with goosebumps with each drag of lips and tongue on sensitive skin. a soft noise leaves him, between slightly parted lips, when gentle fingers find his nipple. in response, pleasure begins to slowly bloom within him, the circle of sensitive flesh immediately stiffening underneath the touch.
❛ mm.... ❜ the noise is made in response to both the teasing and the question. he takes the initiative to roll his hips up against viktor's from below, his own stiffness beginning to make his pants feel terribly tight. he hopes viktor can feel him as he can feel viktor. ❛ i'd make you my own. ❜
#mythlike#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ in character ⦅ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ queue ⦅ ᶠᶦˡᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶦᵗ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆
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@mxchineherald said: [ DISTRACTED ] Viktor's hands wrap around Jayce's sitting form at the waist. Almost pushing him into the counter, he leans against his back. With a cheek against Jayce's muscular shoulder, he lightly strokes his hand over the man's clothed groin. "Hmmm. The test results... What are they?" he asks, playfully testing his partner's focus.
┊ ┊ ┊ ⚙︎ there's no way jayce can focus on anything else but that hand as soon as it finds his groin. he knows how reactive his body is to viktor's touch by now; it's not something he finds particularly bothersome, though, opting to lean right into it with a slight roll of his hips. gaze moves from the paper to the ceiling as eyes roll back, the cupped hand finding perfect reprieve && friction against the growing bulge in his pants.
❛ mm ... does that really matter right now? ❜ it's a testy comment to make, knowing just how much viktor liked to test his focus while teasing him. the more he touched him, the more he wanted to be laid down and taken care of by him. hands reach to undo the clasps of his pants, suddenly desperate for that relief between his legs.
some smutty and intimate prompts.
#mxchineherald#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ in character ⦅ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ asks ⦅ ʷᵉ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵗʳʸᶦⁿᵍ ᵘⁿᵗᶦˡ ʷᵉ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶦᵗ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ queue ⦅ ᶠᶦˡᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶦᵗ ⦆
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HOW GOOD ARE YOU IN BED ?
the erotic hurricane
you win at sex. first of all you have extroverted sensing paired with introverted feeling, which basically means that you ooze sexuality. you place a high emphasis on the satisfaction of your partner, you’re incredibly open-minded and your sheer set of physical/sexual skills is unmatchable. simply put, you’re amazing in bed. gold star. you’re the holy grail of sexual partners and don’t you ever forget it.
#( CUZ WHY NOT LMAO )#( the only thing i don't agree with is the IF part tho skjdhfsd )#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ dash games ⦅ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᶦⁿᶠᵒʳᵐᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ ᶦˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆
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┊ ┊ ┊ ⚙︎ jayce often finds it difficult to pinpoint exactly why he's so affectionate. he's naturally a sweet person, very tactile, using physical touch as his primary unspoken mode of communication. it's hardly surprising that he's using said mode of communication to attempt to further close that gap between viktor and himself — physically and emotionally, to show viktor just how much he means to him, how special he is. and how thankful he is to him for showing him this, to help him unwind and enjoy himself in a very intimate way.
he hums softly in response to his partner's words, and he can't help but move closer to him, if it were even possible, burying his face in the crook of the other's neck. he can't say the moment is necessarily spoiled, though, at the sudden feeling of that grinding against his hip — subtle, though detectable. it brings that same warmth surging through his body, that same thrill of excitement rushing between his legs.
he almost whines softly at the hand teasing him, oh so reactive, hips rolling in its direction as heat floods to his cheeks. ❛ please, ❜ he mewls softly; he'd be sorely mistaken to say he doesn't feel another oncoming erection.
He feels so much of the soothing and warming love that Jayce holds for him, and it fills him with a reassured joy little else can. He smiles at the kisses to his neck, serenity settling into his features while he begins to ease into a more restful position. Jayce’s strong arm against his back offers steady support, and he hums out a soft sigh in response to the touching. This is where he’s meant to be, and it feels just right. His body conforms to his partner’s side, filling in the gaps in curves to rest entirely against him as his skin is explored like soft and sensual braille.
He’s delighted by Jayce’s squirming, but presses his fingers a little deeper to prevent inciting too much of a tickling sensation. He kisses his partner’s temple, his other hand rustling lightly through those dark strands of hair. “You are so good to me.” The words are spoken in a wisp as he nuzzles his cheek against the crown of the other’s head. His hand slips up to feel Jayce’s chest, resting over his heart. “I don’t want to go back to work.” Strange, coming from someone like him, and yet he’s truthful when he says it. “I just want to stay here…with you.”
An impulse is there – the desire to get another hit of endorphins – but his body is in the midst of recovering. Which will win out? Well, after a few moments of resting, his hand begins to lower down to Jayce’s Adonis belt, while giving a light grind against his hip. “How are you feeling, hm?” he says in a low, velvety tone. “Can I make you cum again for me?”
#mxchineherald#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ in character ⦅ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ queue ⦅ ᶠᶦˡᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶦᵗ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆
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┊ ┊ ┊ ⚙︎ it elicits a shiver, hearing those words from his partner. ( if he's not mistaken, he swears his softening arousal jumps at the tone. ) cheeks momentarily burn rosy with embarrassment; now that he thinks about it, he'd been pretty loud. but it's not like he could help it, he was naturally sensitive. besides, being pent-up and busy like he had been was only likely to lead him to seek relief in a few ways, one of which was intimacy. he feels lucky, having someone in his life he can seek these kinds of interactions with.
❛ you're right ... it was amazing. ❜ he turns his head, opting to press a few chaste kisses to the breadth of viktor's neck, breathing in his warm, comforting scent. fingertips travel down the other's side just as his partner begins to explore his own, seeking out every reachable nook and cranny of his body. he squirms, naturally ticklish up around his ribs and underarms, but viktor has to be careful around his sides, the sensation enough to reignite that desire. ❛ i love being inside you. ❜
The hand pulling him tighter runs over his spinal scar, sending a tingle of sensation all over his back. Luckily, right now, that sensation is a good one, feeling more ticklish than tender. He hums out a chuckle and nestles close to Jayce, wrapping his good leg over his partner’s to tangle them loosely.
He’s drifting in his thoughts, tracing his hands over the curves of Jayce’s body, when the question hits him. He lifts his head a few degrees to look at him with earnest warmth. “… ‘All right’? Jayce.” He smiles and lowers his head back down. “It was amazing.” But he knows what the other is getting at, and he’s partly loathe to answer honestly. He deflates a little with a sigh. He’s a bad liar, and they both know it. Years of working together have left their impression.
“I am okay, yes,” he answers, hesitance just barely peaking through the relaxed cadence. “I will be sore, but I am okay.” He wants Jayce to know that first and foremost. “It was worth it, to feel you inside of me like that.” He smiles up at him, eyes drowning in affection and trust. Then, his smile turns slightly impish, and he gives his partner a squeeze. “And I know you had fun, making those wonderful sounds. I want to hear you make them again and again.”
#mxchineherald#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ in character ⦅ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵖʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ queue ⦅ ᶠᶦˡᵉ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳ ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ᶦᵗ ⦆#.⚙︎* — ˗ˏˋ nsfwish ⦅ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵒᶦˢᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶦ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ⦆
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