[ for the sake of continued joking: he welcomes you, stockholm syndrome.
the plush hug of the cushioning under jayce welcomes his backside, and the view is . . . rather stunning. he enjoys looking up, just as much as getting shoved down the line. there's a time for everything, though— and jayce invites the proximate distance, spreading the fasten of his knees enough to appeal to slotting himself closer. he loops his hands under the curve of viktor's palms in a gentle brush until they find the lateral bends of his torso down to his hips. jayce does the same, looping arms around viktor's neck sloping down his arms. nodding, slow: ]
Never have been.
[ he's. brimming, with energy. he was hot and vibrating at his core. pulsing with renewed life force. hyperresponsive, alert— as if all of his senses have amplified to their topmost. even the inorganic matter the pads of his fingertips chart across had a sleek, echoing texture to it. it makes his eyelids twitch when the hum grows, but it's not . . . bad. just loud. smooth. blazing. ]
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Date: 2025-03-18 08:24 pm (UTC)the plush hug of the cushioning under jayce welcomes his backside, and the view is . . . rather stunning. he enjoys looking up, just as much as getting shoved down the line. there's a time for everything, though— and jayce invites the proximate distance, spreading the fasten of his knees enough to appeal to slotting himself closer. he loops his hands under the curve of viktor's palms in a gentle brush until they find the lateral bends of his torso down to his hips. jayce does the same, looping arms around viktor's neck sloping down his arms. nodding, slow: ]
Never have been.
[ he's. brimming, with energy. he was hot and vibrating at his core. pulsing with renewed life force. hyperresponsive, alert— as if all of his senses have amplified to their topmost. even the inorganic matter the pads of his fingertips chart across had a sleek, echoing texture to it. it makes his eyelids twitch when the hum grows, but it's not . . . bad. just loud. smooth. blazing. ]
How much of this do you feel?