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ratking-mo · 1 day ago

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A Night To Remember (part 2)

Synopsis: Viktor was dragged to one of the many events held in Piltover by Jayce, wanting to bring him out for "support." He agreed to know, sense it was Jayce that was asking him, but he generally began to feel bored and irritated (as presumed.) But then, Mel came to him, giving him advice he simply had to take.

Word count: 1.7k

Tags: No lube/protection, insertion, comfort

Authors note: I decided to take a more “seductive” approach with the second part sense I imagine that’s how it’d be portrayed in the show. I’m fairly happy with how it came out! Sorry if it’s a little rushed, I was busy with work related stuff. I may end up making future installments if I feel like it.. anyway, hope you enjoy!

[Previous Part]

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“I’ll leave you to it,” Mel spoke in a lightened tone, gently patting Viktor’s back before walking off without another word.

Viktor opened his mouth to speak, but then promptly closed it, sighing as she walked away. How was he meant to bring something like this up? He can’t be blunt, that’d be awkward. He isn’t the best at being subtle… hm…

“Viktor!”

Jayce called out as he sped walked towards Viktor, letting out soft huffs through his partially opened mouth. There was a faint blush on his cheeks, Though, it was hard to tell if that was from going too fast or if it was from something else.

“Talis,” Viktor responded with a soft, partial smile on his face. “Having fun?

“Ah, you know how these parties are..”

Jayce laughed, gently scratching the back of his head. Viktor took notice of how the other seemed a lot more… fidgety, than usual. How weird. “They're more of a mandatory thing if anything. I have to show up, you know?” He then lightly nudged Viktor’s shoulder. “What, getting bored?”

“Ehh..” Viktor trailed off with a soft laugh, looking to the side. “I don’t think I’ll be answering that.”

Jayce smiled faintly at that before turning his head, looking towards the direction Mel walked in. “..Sooo..” He cleared his throat for a brief second, leaning towards VIktor’s ear. “Did Mel, uh.. Ask you, anything?”

Viktor lifted his head towards Jayce, arching an eyebrow. “What question would she have supposedly asked me?” He asked him, cocking his head to the side. Did this have to do with her advice, or something else completely?

“Oh, uh-” Jayce quickly turned his head away, his face blushing a deeper red. Well, that explained why his face was red earlier. “T-that’s, not important..” He spoke in a hushed tone as he scratched the back of his head, evading eye contact.

Viktor’s eyebrows knitted together for a moment. What were these two hiding from him… There had to be something deeper going on here, right? Maybe he was being taken off the research? No, he’s contributing too much for that… Perhaps it’s a more substantial project? Something to do with elevating Hextexh? But that didn’t explain the blush… maybe-

“Anyway!” Jayce clasped his hands together, breaking Viktor out of his rampant thoughts. The taller man reached out, lightly grabbing Viktor by his arm. “There's someone I’d like you to meet; He’s one of the councilmen! I think you two have a lot in common.”

Shit, Viktor was running out of time. He needed to get out of this before he was trapped in an endless loop of shallow banter.

Viktor took a sharp breath and grounded himself, keeping the two in a stagnant state. “Actually,” he breathed, pulling his arm away. “I would, uh… Like to suggest something else we could do.”

Jayce turned his head slightly, lifting an eyebrow. “Ah?” he then snorted, giving a faint laugh as he turned to face Viktor fully. “What, did you want to head back to the lab?” He asked half-jokingly, placing one hand on his hip while he pointed his other thumb towards the exit. He wouldn’t be surprised if that was the reason.

Viktor let out a stilted laugh in response, eyebrows furrowing for a brief moment. “Actually…” He lifted his hand, reaching out. He lightly placed his hand on his upper waist, slowly starting to dip his hand towards his lower back.

“I was thinking maybe we could get out of here, and, you know..”

As his hand trailed down, his fingers dipped down into the hem of his pants before rising back out.

“Have a little “event” of our own…?”

Jayce’s face quickly bloomed in color as his eyes went wide. His mouth opened in a faint “o’ shape before quickly shutting it, unable to say anything. He turned his head, looking around for a moment. “I…” He turned to look at Viktor, hushing his voice. “Give me five minutes.” He requested before turning away and quickly leaving to bid his farewells.

Viktor stood there for a moment, blinking a few times. Wow; that actually worked. He had to thank Mel when he saw her again for the tip…

The near second Jayce finished up, he dragged Viktor out of the party. Jayce didn’t waste any time by hosting small talk or taking a brief stroll. They were damn near running. Viktor was only able to get them to slow down by mentioning that he knew a place.

As they arrived at Mel’s home, Jayce stiffened for a moment, staring up at the large walls. His face faintly blushed a warm red color before shaking his head and clearing his throat. He seemed a lot more flustered rather than embarrassed by the location.

Viktor moved, soon pushing the doors open. He let out a stilted breath at the sleek, warm atmosphere of the interior, causing him to feel a little out of place due to his outward appearance. “Wow..” He murmured before clearing his throat.

He turned his head slightly to speak, parting his lips for a moment before Jayce quickly crowded against him, pulling him into a sharp kiss. This caused Viktor to nearly stumble back, but, he was able to use his cane to support the two of them as he pressed it firmly against the ground. Viktor lifted his freehand, placing it against the taller man’s side. Viktor leaned upwards in an attempt to kiss back, his eyes slowly beginning to shut.

Truth be told, he was a bit inexperienced when it came to affections such as this. But that wasn’t going to stop him in the slightest.

Viktor moved, feeling his way out towards the lounge room while attempting not to break the kiss. It was mostly him kicking his foot around with every step in hopes that he would hit the leg of the couch or anything. He then soon pressed his foot against the back of the sofa, letting out a huff through his nose.

Jayce pulled his lips away, the warm feeling fleeting away in seconds as he glanced toward the couch. He firmly grabbed hold of Viktor’s shoulders as he moved towards the seat of the couch, laying back against it as he pulled down Viktor with him.

Viktor stumbled a bit as he loomed over Jayce, fumbling with disrobing him. Though, the voice of Mel nagged at the back of his head. “Hold him off”... Should he be doing that now, or go further along? His grip tightened on Jayce’s tie for a moment, struggling to think about what his next move should be.

“Viktor-”

Jayce breathed.

“Viktor, now.” He demanded.

There goes all of Viktor’s previous inhibitions. He swiftly moves, pressing kisses against Jayce’s neck as he goes further along with stripping him Jayce’s stiff and heavy gasps fill the room. Music to Viktor’s ears, they were.

Viktor’s eyes shut firmly as he fully unbuttoned Jayce’s shirt, moving to lightly caress his waist for a moment as he moved to tug down his pants.

Then,

The sound of a door opening and promptly closing could be heard, followed by the melodious sound of heels clicking.

“I should have warned you about how demanding he could get… Apologies for that.” Mel’s voice echoed as she walked over, moving towards the arm of the couch.

Viktor visibly stiffened for a moment, unsure if he should keep going. But the feeling of Jayce writhing and whining beneath him was just too much for him to ignore. “You don’t need to apologize.” He promptly responded as he began to unbuckle Jayce’s pants, Eyes slightly narrowed as he began to work them down. “This is such a lucky sight..” He murmured.

Mel let out a soft laugh in response, looking down at Jayce for a quiet moment. He loved the way he looked, so desperate, on the verge of begging.

“If anything, Jayce should be the lucky one..” Mel commented, reaching out to lightly trace her fingers across Jayce’s jawline. He shuddered at the feeling, his hand reaching up to tightly grasp hers. She smiled at the sight. “He has been having thoughts for a night like this for a while..”

Viktor paused at her words, currently holding his belt. “...is that why he invited me.” He asked with a short, dry chuckle, working his pants off. “Clever move, Talis.”

Mel hummed in response to that, trailing her hand downwards towards Jayce’s chest. She rubbed slow, hypnotic circles against his chest, her eyes half-lidded.

“He has been talking about this for weeks, how he wanted both you and I. He thought he was being selfish.”

Viktor lifted Jayce’s legs, nearly immediately regretting that move due to their sheer weight of them. Before he could drop them, he lightly placed them over his shoulder, letting out a relieved sigh. “Selfish?” He repeated, gently rubbing his hands up and down his legs. “Now why would he think a thing like that..” He murmured. Viktor lightly grasped hold of his shaft after guiding it out of his underwear, pressing it against Jayce’s hole.

Jayce’s breath hitched as he stiffened, grip tightening on Mel’s arm. “No moisture?” Mel asked, lifting an eyebrow.

“Not needed,” Viktor responded. “He’s a big guy. He can take it.”

Jayce grumbled a bit as he turned his head away, his face blushing hotly in embarrassment. “God, V, don’t say it like that..” He murmured.

Viktor let out a faint laugh in response before bracing himself and pushing himself inside. He visibly shivered at the warm envelope, His eyes shutting for a moment as he braced himself. Jayce, on the other hand, tightly gripped Mel as he let out a shaky moan. His toes curled in an attempt to get comfortable, shallowly letting out a heavy breath.

Mel smiled briefly at the sight, moving to rest her hands on Jayce’s cheeks to help soothe him.

“Tight, isn’t he,” Mel commented.

“You sound like you’re speaking from experience..” Viktor laughed dryly, waiting for Jayce to adjust.

Mel smirked a bit as she looked to the side, simply swaying back and forth rather than giving him a straight answer. “...you’ll get used to it.” She assured.

Viktor quirked his eyebrow upwards, gazing at the collected woman in front of him. “Is that to imply this will be a regular thing?”

“As long as you’re willing to be with us, Vikto,” Mel responded in a bit of a warmer tone, tilting her head to the side slightly.

..So this was their plan, to pull him into the relationship. He had to admit, they planned this out very well.

“Viktor..” Jayce murmured, gently pressing his free hand against his lower stomach area. “I-I’m ready, you can move.” He assured.

Now, Who was Viktor to deny such a pleasant offer from these two?

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ratking-mo · 7 days ago

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A Night To Remember (Part 1)

Word Count: 1.8k

Author's note: I've been having these three on my mind for the past week, and I NEEDED to write something about them. I decided to break it off into two parts because it was getting kinda long, so the smut will be held in the next part. SO, keep an eye out for the next part!

[Next Part]

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As classical music filled the air, and the well-off and high-statused mingled amongst themselves, the gala went off without a hitch. This party was just like any other event held in Piltover, viewed and used as a chance to network and schmooze amongst each other. Faux laughter filled the air from some groups, while a few pairs danced along with the music, most likely in hopes of spending the night alone. It was like any other night.

But there was one new thing. One thing that was out of place.

And that was Viktor.

Viktor was sat off to the side in one of the few chairs in the venue, slumping against this cane. His eyebrows were furrowed as he distantly people-watched, letting out a heavy exhale through his nose.

He hated these parties. He had been invited to a handful of them in the past, and he went to one or two of them, sure. But he always came out of them feeling socially and mentally exhausted., at that point he just viewed them as being a waste of energy.

Viktor closed his eyes for a moment, hoping that if he nodded off, time would pass by quicker (and no one would bother him.) That is, until he heard a familiar set of heels clicking, coming near his quiet area.

“I didn’t expect you to join us tonight..” Mel remarked, his voice carrying a calm air of surprise. In her hands she held two long glasses of champagne, holding the left one out to Viktor. “You usually use your illness as an excuse to not go.”

“Ms. Medara.” Viktor greeted as he opened his eyes, lifting his gaze to meet her. His eyes shifted to the glass for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. “Believe me, I was going to..” He commented as he reached out, gently grabbing the drink from her hand.”...but I was given some rather convincing persuasion.” He told her, nodding his head to the left.

Mel lifted her eyebrow curiously before glancing over her left shoulder. She then gave a faint smirk. “Oh, I see..” She hummed.

There near the center of the room stood the golden boy himself, Jayce. Through his time in the spotlight, he had learned to wear a mask of comfortability and insincerity like many others. It was like a learned formality at this for him. If it weren’t for Mel’s presence and support, he probably wouldn’t go at all.

Though, as the events grew larger and more confidential, and Mel was typically busy with others, he found himself needing the support of someone else close to him. Plus, he viewed it as a win-win. Viktor, in his introverted nature, rarely went to these parties, meaning he didn’t have anyone outside of Jayce.

He saw this as an opportunity to help Viktor get out more and offer his support.

“He asked me to come about five times within the past two weeks,” Viktor told her as he swirled around his drink, lifting his eyebrows as he gazed at the liquid. “He was very insistent.”

Mel let out a soft laugh in response, turning her head to look at Viktor once more. “He’s stubborn in that way.” She commented. “Tell me, did he do that thing where he..”

She waved her hand for a moment before pointing her to her face. Her eyes widened slightly as her eyebrows knitted together, giving a hesitant smile. It was the face of a begging puppy, one seeking out sympathy.

Viktor snorted at the sight, shaking his head for a second. “That was the final blow into getting me to come, actually.” He chuckled. “You can’t say no to face like that.”

“No, you really can’t,” Mel responded as her face fell back to normal watching the man sitting in front of her. She then glanced upward when the musicians finally switched to a new song. Her gaze remained up, listening for a few seconds before lowering it to look at Viktor. She then gave a faint smirk, though it wasn’t conniving. Not at all. It was one of…

Interest.

“May I ask for a dance?”

She inquired, putting her free hand out towards Viktor for him to take.

Viktor paused for a moment, blinking a few times as his gaze flickered between her and her hand. “Ms. Medara…” He started. He then looked to the side, thinking about it… a dance with councilmen Mel Medara herself is something to be envied. He should feel lucky. He then gave a half smile after a second, chuckling out. He moved to lightly grab hold of her hand. “I may have to lean on you, you know.” He informed her as he slowly got up, placing his drink on the nearby table, and getting a better hold on his cane.

“Understood,” Mel responded with a soft nod, placing her drink on the table as well before leading him out to the full ballroom.

As the music kept its slow rhythm, the two danced against one another in a light, warm embrace. Viktor leaned against Mel with slight restraint to not cause her to fall over, his free hand keeping a light grip on her waist. In turn, Mel rested both her hands on Viktor’s shoulders, swaying along as she let the music fill the room.

The dance was slow, nearly hypnotic. It was as though Viktor had forgotten he was in a room filled with dishonesty and was in a place that was… foreign, to him.

He was always up and working, busy with projects and bettering hextech. Despite the wishes of others, He never had the time to slow down. He never wanted, to slow down. Though, tonight?

He was beginning to finally tolerate it.

Viktor was soon pulled out of his introspective thoughts as he felt an added weight on his shoulder, glancing over. His eyes widened slightly when he spotted Mel’s head, her head chin resting against his shoulder and her warm cheek close to his cold one. Her breath tickled against his ear as she began to speak.

“Are you upset with him?” She asked, referring to Jayce. “For dragging you away from work.”

“...” Viktor glanced towards Jayce for a moment with half-lidded, pondering eyes. Only to be met with Jayce looking right back at them. The second the two made eye contact, Jayce seemingly flinched, a faint redness rushing to his cheeks as he turned away to get back to his conversation. What a silly man.

“...No, no.” Viktor dismissed with a headshake, a faint smile curling on his lips. “I can’t stay mad at him, even if I try.” He stated.

Mel hummed in response, closing her eyes for a moment as she began to choose her next words carefully. After a moment, she opened them, glancing over at Viktor. “Do you want to go home?” she asked.

“Yes.” Viktor’s answer was nearly instantaneous. He then blinked a bit, letting out a slightly rushed follow-up. “N-not that I’m not enjoying my time with you, Ms. Medara, I just-”

Mel let out a soft laugh, closing her eyes for a moment. She found him cute, in an odd way. “Calm down, calm down, I understand.” She dismissed. She glanced to the side for a moment, making sure there were no prying eyes before lowering her voice to a whisper. “If you really want to go home, Viktor… You’re going to have to give Jayce a reason to bring you home.”

Viktor paused for a moment, the words leaving his throat at the advice. That could be taken in so many ways…

“May I ask you to elaborate?” He requested.

Mel’s hands began to slowly move from Viktor’s shoulder, gliding down his arms in a firm, but careful hold that sent goosebumps down his spine.

“Sometimes even I want to leave these things earlier than intended,” she started, a soft sigh punctuating the start of her next statement. “But you know how interested everyone is in getting into the mind of the Jayce Talis.” She motioned towards him for a moment. “He doesn’t pick up on many queues. But…”

Mel’s fingertips slowly danced across Viktor’s chest. “As you probably know, he’s like a dog.”

Her fingers tangled around his tie, playing with it before grabbing it in a firm hold.

“If you give him a treat, he’ll do anything you ask him to.”

Viktor visibly stiffened, swallowing a lump in his throat. He could feel the heat steadily rising to his face as he began to process everything. Was it from her suggestion? Was it her? Was it the prospect of being with Jayce in that way?

He could hardly tell.

“A-” Viktor quickly cleared his throat in an attempt to calm himself. He needed to act as though everything was normal, as to not draw attention…

“Are you suggesting that I seduce your partner?” He asked her, lifting an eyebrow as he attempted to understand the idea.

“I'm not suggesting anything,” Mel replied with a soft laugh, letting go of the tall man’s tie. “I’m just… merely offering you the best option for getting out of here.”

Viktor gazed down at her for a quiet moment, biting his lower lip as he attempted to think straight. This might be the best option for him for… many reasons, none in particular.

“...what do you gain from this?” He asked.

“...” Mel looked to the side for a moment, lifting her eyebrows quietly. She then moved, slipping her free hand into a hidden pocket on her dress, and pulling something out. “All I ask,” She gently pressed something against his chest… it felt like… a key? “Is that you try to hold him off until I arrive? Hm?” she suggested.

Viktor went quiet, his face blooming into a bright reddish color and causing a stark contrast against his usual sickly demeanor. That was the key to her home, he realized…

“...I..”

He slowly lifted his hand, gently putting his hand over hers.

“I’ll see what I can manage, Ms. Medara.”

Mel smiled lightly at that. “Good.” She responded. “And… don’t think of him as being solely my partner.” She phrased, slowly slipping her hand out from under his.

“He’s practically yours too. And I don’t mean in the way you’re thinking,” she informed.

Viktor stiffened, feeling as though it was getting hard to breathe. He tried to respond, only stammering croaking out from his throat and causing him to flusteredly turn away.

Mel let out a soft giggle, covering up her mouth slightly. “So this is why he finds you so cute..” she smiled.

Her head turned slightly as she heard footsteps nearing, watching as Jayce hurriedly began to walk over with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“He’s coming,” Mel remarked. “And he looks ready for a treat.”

“...”

Viktor took a deep breath in, and out, pulling away from the loose embrace to stand up straight.

This will be a long night…

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