[The rushing loss of blood may be halted, but Viktor sense of control is still completely relinquished. His body is acting in ways he cannot command, orgasm cascading with need and want alike. There's indulgence within the lasting sensation, in being taken over by so much pleasure. What was haze and his mind lost suddenly snaps into something else.
Clarity is commanded with that simple "You". A reminder of who he is, by the one person capable of reminding him.
Viktor's eyes blink rapidly, and in that time, the golden color of old is restored. Not a trick of the light, just another curious expression of the arcane pulsing through him. He gives Jayce such a look, like he's just remembered something important,]
I'm here- I won't- I won't disappear again-
[he wants to promise, but it catches in his throat. Only a gasp escapes, trailing into a trilling whine. His hips squirm and yet he's still pinned in place, only able to writhe around Jayce's spearing cock. The pleasure is overwhelming, sensitive nerves are flaring and pulsing and sparking throughout his body. Yet, he's still squeezing Jayce in every way possible, not wishing him to pull away and deny the perfectly tuned mechanism of their connection.
Since a promise won't do, such words no longer enough for the pair of them, he instead seals his words with a kiss. A messy, shimmer laden kiss, sparked with deep purple life blood.]
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Date: 2025-12-02 05:45 pm (UTC)Clarity is commanded with that simple "You". A reminder of who he is, by the one person capable of reminding him.
Viktor's eyes blink rapidly, and in that time, the golden color of old is restored. Not a trick of the light, just another curious expression of the arcane pulsing through him. He gives Jayce such a look, like he's just remembered something important,]
I'm here- I won't- I won't disappear again-
[he wants to promise, but it catches in his throat. Only a gasp escapes, trailing into a trilling whine. His hips squirm and yet he's still pinned in place, only able to writhe around Jayce's spearing cock. The pleasure is overwhelming, sensitive nerves are flaring and pulsing and sparking throughout his body. Yet, he's still squeezing Jayce in every way possible, not wishing him to pull away and deny the perfectly tuned mechanism of their connection.
Since a promise won't do, such words no longer enough for the pair of them, he instead seals his words with a kiss. A messy, shimmer laden kiss, sparked with deep purple life blood.]