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Jayce wasn't sure how long he'd been in this position. His travel to Viktor's commune is a blur of rage and fear, which was all assuaged the second Viktor's hand touched his cheek. He could feel Viktor in that moment, soothing out the edges of his fraying mind, hiding the pain he knew he experienced but couldn't presently remember. He fought against it, knew he was here for a reason, while Viktor unraveled him piece by piece.
"Vik - ngh - Viktor." Jayce growled, trying to ignore the trembling in his voice. He was caught in a web of hex tech material so tightly wound that his arms and legs could not move an inch. Sweat dripped from his forehead as he grit his teeth as another onslaught of pleasure ripped through him. His cock hung heavy between his thighs, a pearl of precum beading at the tip before dropping to the floor. His neck and chest pink with humiliation and arousal.
"Yes, Jayce?" Viktor's gentle voice asked him, making his cock jump and his toes curl. Jayce squeezed his eyes shut, doing everything in his power not to look at his former partner. When he'd first walked in, even through the rage and haze, he was awestruck by his ethereal beauty.
However it didn't matter where he looked, as Viktor's presence was in every corridor of his mind, taking up his entire being and distracting him in ways he knew Jayce was weak to. Viktor was a breath away from Jayce yet refused to touch him, his head tilted in feigned ignorance of the agony he was putting his partner through.
Inside Jayce's mind, Viktor led his subconscious by the hand into new depths. He brought Jayce through every sexual encounter he'd ever had, forcing him to feel everything he felt in that moment of ecstasy all over again. Jayce saw flashes of Mel's soft breasts above his head, a tight heat around his cock that squeezed in all the right places. He felt the wet heat of a mouth around him in an empty classroom at the academy, when he'd first started to explore his interest in men. His classmates' inexperienced hands fumbling with his belt as he kneeled beneath Jayce, trying to fit Jayce's girth down his throat and coming up coughing and gasping for air but continually going back for more.
Finally, Jayce saw a younger, more human Viktor. After a drunken celebration on a hex tech success when they'd let themselves get a little too handsy in the lab. Jayce saw Viktor's lidded eyes survey his body before rushing forward to press their lips together. Viktor apologized, pulling away, his face crimson before Jayce pulled him back and launched an onslaught against Viktor's mouth. Viktor gasped into Jayce's mouth and moaned, pressing further against the other man as Jayce slid a hand down Viktor's back, resting it low with his pinky stroking Viktor's tight slacks as he worked him up. "Jayce-" Viktor had said, reaching down-
Jayce snapped back to himself before he could do something embarrassing, like beg or cum untouched. He groaned as his hips jumped from the lack of sensation. He blinked open his eyes to get the images out of his head and instantly regretted it, as his eyes bore into Viktor's, who still stood mere inches from him but out of reach. Viktor had a playful smile on his lips that Jayce had seen thousands of times, making his heart skip a beat as he gulped. He raked his eyes over Viktor now, his long hair, his almost unreal beauty and elegance that he carried with him, and the blanket Jayce had given him what seemed like a lifetime ago. The idea that Viktor had kept his blanket made his vision white out for a moment, fists clenching in their bindings and cock jumping against his stomach. By now it was red and angry, Jayce could feel it throb with every heartbeat. He tried to turn a grunt into a cough, still trying to push back against Viktor’s control. “Why are you doing this?” he bit out.
Viktor hummed. “You were in so much pain. So angry. I thought I’d give you another outlet.” Viktor reached out a cold hand and cupped Jayce’s face, thumb running across his jaw through his beard. Jayce flinched back with nowhere to go, trying to ignore the shiver that ran through him at a simple caress. Viktor smiled at him, laughing softly. “Besides - it’s been a long time since we conducted an experiment together. How long before you give in to me? I’m curious to know.”
Jayce growled. “Let me out of here or I swear I’ll - GAH!” Jayce’s back arched as much as it could at the feeling of cold fingers running across his nipple and squeezing his tit. His balls drew up high as his thighs trembled. “AGH - VIKTOR I - I CA- UNGH,’
“You forget, partner. I’m inside your head. I know exactly what you like.” Viktor punctuated the sentence by flicking his nipple.
The pure ecstasy Jayce was feeling could not be proportional to Viktors simple action. He knew Viktor was sending waves of arousal through him to make him even more desperate. But he knew, in the back of his mind, that he couldn't give in.
Viktor removed his hand and hummed. “Good, Jayce.” Jayce tried to ignore the heat that comment made him feel. Viktor smirked, “you know, I thought about this all the time. At night, since the day we met. Especially since that night.
Jayce’s eyes fluttered as he struggled to get himself under control. Every muscle in his body was suspended and ready to snap. His mild felt foggy with lust and his thighs were permanently twitching. The reminder of that night years ago had Jayce hitching his breath.
“You seemed inclined to forget it the next day, but I remember every second. How wet you made me. How your cock throbbed inside me. Does it feel that way now?” Viktor knelt beneath him and Jayce could not contain the moan he let out when he saw Viktor so close to his cock, his whole body trembling with need. He remembered the feeling of being inside Viktor, how amazing it felt. How he had picked Viktor up under the ass, setting him on the lab table. Viktor was so wet he didn’t need to go in slow, and had slammed into him with ease. He remembered the sounds Viktor made as his cane fell on the floor with a clang.
Viktor chuckled. “You’re imagining it now. What a dirty mind you have, Partner.” His eyes shone with mirth and Jayce couldn’t even bring himself to be embarrassed anymore.
“Please.” He blurted out, before he could stop himself. His voice cracked in desperation.
Viktor raised an eyebrow, looking up at Jayce through his long eyelashes. “Please what?”
Jayce threw his head back and sobbed, “Please I can’t I - Viktor, god please touch me.” He trembled.
Viktor smiled, reaching his hand up and running his fingers through the coarse hair leading to where Jayce needed his hand to be. Jayce moaned, his arm twitching in its binding in a futile attempt to cover his mouth. He bit his lip, hard.
“Tch, net, I want to hear you.” Viktor chided, his hand trailing away from Jayce’s cock.
Jayce cried and gasped, letting go of his lip and squeezing his eyes shut. A hum. “Good job, Jayce. You’re such a good boy.” Jayce’s hips jumped. Viktor’s hand trailed back down Jayce’s front, fingers catching in dark curly hair before finally, finally, those icy fingers circled the base of his cock. “Hold it Jayce. I know you can.” The air had left Jayce’s lungs as he desperately tried to hold back his impending orgasm. His cock twitched, almost purple and pulsing in Viktor’s grip. After what felt like years but were probably only seconds, Viktor spoke. “Good. Open your eyes.”
Jayce pried his eyes open, unshed tears clouding his vision that he blinked away. Viktor smiled from below him. A gentle, playful smile that looked different on this new Viktor’s face. “Thank you, Jayce. Now, keep your eyes on me.”
“WA- AGH,” Jayce tried to speak but found himself unable as Viktor lowered his head and looked up at Jayce through his lashes. In one swift movement, Viktor took Jayce into his mouth and twisted the hand at the base of his cock, thumbing the thick vein underneath it that pulsed with need.
Jayce blacked out. The sheer pleasure knocked the wind from his chest as he came, his hips pushed into Viktor’s mouth as Viktor took all of him in and swallowed, the hollow of his throat clenching around Jayce’s spasming, red cock. Jayce’s toes curled and head was thrown back as he screamed. The orgasm seemed to last several minutes from Jayce’s point of view, his body twitching with overstimulation as Viktor finally pulled off of him, licking his lips. Jayce would later remember that Viktor had never pulled away to breath.
“See, Jayce?” Viktor called gently, a hand on his face tilting his chin up from where his head hung exhausted against his chest. “Imagine all of the things that humans would be capable of, if they were free of their inhibitions and imperfections?”