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I swear it. I won’t fail.
Jayce woke up suddenly, gasping for breath.
At first, he struggled to understand what he was looking at until he realised that it was a sky, far up above. He sat up and looked at his surroundings. He was sitting in a field of flowers, millions upon millions of yellow flowers, as far as he could see. In the distance he could see a pair of heads sticking up in the sea of yellow, and he was immediately drawn there. His body ached from the time spent down in the ravine and the climb he had just done to the top of the Hexgates, so he carefully got up from the ground and started making his way towards the other two people.
He moved as if in a trance, creating a path through the sea of flowers where he stepped, almost like the flowers themselves were leaning out of the way to make space for him. He finally reached his destination, and he somehow already knew who would be waiting for him there.
Viktor and Jayce himself, but another version of him, with starlight hair. An alternate version? A future version? He wasn’t sure.
The two men were sitting in a circular patch of grass in the middle of the flowerfield, cross legged next to each other. Viktor was dressed in blue robes, the Jayce in white. His bear was well groomed and his hair was longer, braided back in a simple, yet beautiful hairstyle. Viktor’s hair was long as well, reaching past his shoulders, and a long, blonde strand curled around the top bolt of his metal chest piece.
Jayce fell to his knees in front of Viktor, who immediately reached out to cup the side of his face. Jayce melted into it, a dry sob wracking his frame, and Viktor made a soft, wounded sound.
“Let us take care of you,” he said and moved his other hand as well, pressing it to the outside of the other Jayce’s face. He used the hold to angle the man’s face towards himself at the same time as he turned his own head. Then, he kissed the other Jayce, deep and slow, until he pulled back. He let go of both of the other men and started disrobing instead, fully revealing his purple, metallic flesh.
He looked just like Jayce’s own Viktor had done when he had stepped out of the hexcore’s protective cocoon. Jayce’s own creation.
Jayce watched as Viktor swept the other Jayce’s white robes to the side to reveal his erection before climbing into his lap, leaning back to rest his back against the man’s much broader chest. Then, he reached down to wrap his fingers around the other Jayce’s half hard cock, giving it a few long strokes. It hardened rapidly, and it didn’t take long for it to fill out fully. Once it had, Viktor lined it up with his wet sex and pressed it inside.
The slide into him looked smooth and easy, as if they had done this a thousand times before, and Viktor gave a soft, pleased sigh as he was filled. His head lolled back to rest against the other Jayce’s shoulder, and seemed to take a moment just to enjoy the feeling of having the other man inside of him. As if he had all the time in the world to just be.
“Mmm.” He hummed contentedly and angled his head to look up at Jayce, who was still kneeling on the ground in front of the other two men. He moved his hand from where it was wrapped around the base of Jayce’s cock to spread the lips of his sex instead, revealing more of the bright purple inner folds.
Jayce has to bite back a needy sound at the absolutely mouth watering sight of Viktor’s hole spread around the other Jayce’s cock.
Jayce wanted to slide in there as well. He wanted to feel and taste.
Viktor held Jayce’s gaze. “I want to feel you both inside of me,” he said softly.
Jayce couldn’t stop the needy sound escaping this time. With hurried movements, he undid his pants and pulled his erection out before he placed his trembling hands on Viktor’s knees. He shuffled in closer, and Viktor gave him a soft smile as he reached out with his free hand to wrap his fingers around Jayce’s cock. He angled it towards where he and the other Jayce were joined. “Here.”
Jayce drew in a steadying breath and flexed his hips forwards, pressing dragging his cock against the underside of the other Jayce’s. It was tight and hot when he pressed inside, and all three men moaned at the feeling. Viktor stretched to accommodate them both, and before long, Jayce was halfway buried inside the man. The other Jayce pulled back before pressing back inside, and Jayce made a sound like he had been hit in the stomach.
“I can feel you,” he gasped, and he wasn’t even sure if he was addressing Viktor or the other version of himself.
Viktor stretched around them both beautifully, as if he’d been made for this.
“Perfect,” Viktor gasped, reaching up to clutch at his Jayce’s bicep, metallic fingertips digging into the firm muscle. “You are perfect , Jayce.” He clenched around both of the men inside of him, and Jayce’s breath was punched out of his lungs.
“ You are perfect, my Herald.” The other Jayce spoke breathlessly as he started sliding out of Viktor before thrusting back inside. “Perfection incarnate.” He pressed a loving kiss to Viktor’s ear.
They settled in a slow rhythm of alternating thrusts into Viktor, until they could finally be pressed nearly fully inside.
Jayce’s hands found the back of Viktor’s thighs, pressing him down firmly against the man under him. He steadied himself before he started fucking into Viktor in earnest, picking up the speed of his thrusts. His cock dragged against the other Jayce, and the pleasurable sensations made his head spin.
Viktor’s mouth fell open, and a stream of gasped moans escaped him. It urged both of the other men on, and Jayce realised with a start that he wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.
“Viktor…” He groaned through gritted teeth, and Viktor lifted up his head to look at him. His eyes were nearly translucent, shining brightly. Viktor’s whole body seemed to have started glowing from within, the power of the arcane coursing through him as a bright purple light, shining through the cracks of his new, metallic body.
“Jayce…” Viktor reached up to press his fingertips to Jayce’s forehead, and Jayce could suddenly feel everything. He felt thousands of energies, of people, connected to him with golden threads. He felt what the other Jayce felt as he thrusted back up into Viktor, the way Viktor’s weight felt on top of him. He felt what Viktor felt being filled by two Jayces. “Oh, gods..!”
Jayce could feel how Viktor’s orgasm barreled into him. He shouted his release into the air around them, rhythmically clenching around the two Jayces. His climax burned through Jayce like he was on fire, and he was pulled under as well. He also came with a shout, his vision whiting out as he spilled inside of Viktor.
Jayce woke up with a start on the cold, hard floor next to the Hexheart, at the bottom level of the Hexgates. He blinked away the last remnants of the dream - memory? - of the other Jayce and Viktor in the sea of yellow flowers. He pushed himself to sit, and then got up to stand. The promise he had made to the older Viktor in white robes at the top of the end of the world flashed through his mind.
I swear it. I won’t fail.
He headed out of the room, clutching his weapon tightly.
He had to get to Viktor.