"Fuck," he says, emphatically. Jayce's head drops down against the bed's headboard with a very light and non-painful thud as his entire body shivers from the first touch of Viktor's lips against him. He would have begged desperately if Viktor teased him now, he is already nearly out of his mind, so he is grateful they have to leave. His eyes stay open so he can watch, something Viktor knows he loves to do, so the eye contact is instant.

Jayce moans loudly like he is being touched for the first time all over again, leaning heavily onto his arm as Viktor takes him deeper inside, his fingers digging into the wood here too. He is panting by the time Viktor is tugging his thighs and his heart is pounding. This really should be fast but he wants to enjoy at least a few seconds first, hopefully, who knows, Viktor is so good at this.

He takes Viktor's invitation and pulls his hips back, sliding it back in a second later, careful not to go any deeper than Viktor already took him. Or at least, to start with, because his control is slipping easily. Jayce runs his fingers through Viktor's hair over and over, petting it as he lets himself move otherwise they'll get no where. He watches the obscene drag of himself in and out of Viktor's mouth. "I'm not going to last," he groans, and he knows that is good, but damn.