Jayce could easily strip down and put his clothes back on, but at this point it seems silly, it is not as if they will have any time to snuggle while being naked, which is the only good reason for them both being that way. It was more important to take off all of Viktor's clothing, his was a secondary concern.
"And I'm grateful, very grateful." Jayce can take care of himself but obviously if he has a choice, it'll be with Viktor. He reaches down to run his fingers through Viktor's hair, they will be able to fix his hair easily on their way out with Jayce's help, so he doesn't worry about ruffling it. The grip on his thighs makes him inhale sharply.
He waits for Viktor to get comfortable, very patient considering he wants nothing more than to plunge into his mouth and lose it, but he can lose all patience and sanity in a second. Jayce leans an arm against the headboard so he can keep a hold there and curves his other hand's fingers along Viktor's lovely sharp jaw.
"Same as before, you'll tap my thigh if you need me to stop?" It is not as if this is going to take long, but Jayce wants to be sure since he may need to be snapped out of it once he finally gets what he needs.
Viktor is very well acquainted with how singularly talented he is at making Jayce come undone. Even with such a short time frame, he’s sure he’ll be able to reach that point, given how much Jayce is ready for him. He sits up, hands settling on either side of Jayce’s thighs, pulling him that much closer.
“I won’t need to stop. But yes.” If only to reassure him—Viktor is still well aware that Jayce worries about hurting him. To put him at ease, he leans forward and presses his lips to the flat plane of Jayce’s stomach, just below his navel, prepared to move further down. “Relax for me. I’ll take care of you.”
Two months in and they can unravel one another so easily but Jayce loves that, he has always been easy but Viktor can tie him up in knots and then undo it all at once. They truly are lucky to have found a person able to match them in every way, although that is not on Jayce's mind when Viktor's lips caress his stomach. There is not much at all in his mind after that.
"Thank you," he murmurs, reverently. Jayce is hard and desperate and all the blood has dropped, leaving him dizzy. He wants nothing more than to drown in Viktor's heat, still waiting, so patient and good at following Viktor's lead. He caresses his hair and swallows, forcing his body to drop its tension although there is still the taste of anticipation.
Jayce immediately defaults to please and thank you and somehow that's very endearing, eliciting a little smirk from Viktor as he takes him in hand. He leans in, eyes fluttering to half-lidded, pressing his lips to the head of Jayce's cock and then opening his mouth, letting the head rest on his tongue.
Another time he might linger, tease Jayce purposefully, but they're both on the same page about needing to get to the party. As tempting as it is to draw things out, they have a clear goal, so he makes purposeful eye contact before swallowing him down, first the head and then sliding confidently down the shaft. Once he doesn't need to hold on anymore, Viktor shifts his hands to either side of Jayce, gripping his thigh to pull him closer.
"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.
Viktor hums contentedly around him, more than willing to take Jayce slowly losing control--or not so slowly, in this case. He does his best to tilt his chin at the optimal angle and relax his jaw so as to make everything as effortless as possible, wanting to provide no resistance as Jayce drives deeper in. He can't necessarily give verbal assurance, but the iron grip he has on Jayce's thighs should be more than enough.
Still, it's not necessarily easy. Jayce is big, and chasing his own pleasure, so part of Viktor is just along for the ride. Jayce hits the back of his throat and he makes a choked noise, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he tries to hollow his cheeks, providing no reprieve for either of them.
Of course Jayce isn't going to last--this is all purposeful, but as soon as he voices that Viktor squeezes reassuringly, giving him permission.
"Fuck, I'm sorry, sorry love," he murmurs when Viktor chokes. He knows Viktor doesn't always mind but they are about to go to a party, where he may need to talk comfortably. Jayce anxiously pats his hair as he teeters and luckily he really is close so he doesn't need to go all in on Viktor's throat. He thrusts shallow into Viktor's mouth but faster so it will still get him where he needs, his fingers tightening in Viktor's hair as he gets closer.
He presses his forehead against the headboard and moans loudly, pulling on it with his hand to hold on as he orgasms, shutting his eyes tightly and having to hold himself up as his knees go weak. Jayce is panting as he comes down and purposely slides himself out of Viktor's mouth, luckily already swallowed so clean should remain. But he needs to sink onto the bed, knees framing Viktor's waist.
He looks very content when his eyes open again and the hazy gold admires his face as per usual. "Love you." Jayce smiles, dreamy, and kisses him.
He waves off the apology (or does in spirit, anyway), making a noise in the back of his throat to protest any inclination Jayce has towards being sorry for this. This is what he wants--in fact, he wanted Jayce to finish in his mouth that first day, so there's some satisfaction in having it finally happen. His fingers flex against Jayce's thighs, keeping him exactly where he is as he spills down Viktor's throat.
There's little for him to do but take it, though Viktor makes sure that Jayce knows it's exactly what he wants, moaning as best he can around him, even as he sputters a little. Despite both him and Jayce being as careful as possible, there's no getting around a little mess, especially when he has to gasp for air when Jayce pulls out. Luckily, he's fast enough to swipe the back of his hand across his mouth before he's being kissed. Viktor lets it happen, relaxed and pliable in Jayce's arms.
"Mm." Viktor lets himself enjoy the moment, just briefly, before his eyes flutter open and he replies with actual words. "I've mussed your hair."
Jayce is more used to giving than taking so it isn't always easy for him to stop from mild anxiety over the way it unravels him. Viktor is so good at it though and he has no doubt that he'd probably thank him for going too rough at some point, but they don't need to do that now. He is feeling light and dazed and very, very happy when he sits back and smiles at Viktor, who looks like he is feeling just as good at the moment.
He laughs deliriously and kisses his cheek. "I can fix it like I'll fix yours." This all started because Viktor wanted to use some of his hair product anyway, it will be an easy adjustment. "Stay right here for a moment, okay? I'll get something." As much as they attempted to stay clean, there is inevitably some sweat and fluids and he doubts Viktor wants to put all his clothes on without feeling polished. Jayce walks away with his pants still off on his shirts on, probably a funny sight.
He returns with a wet cloth and Viktor's jacket which he places safely on the dresser. Since all of Viktor's clothes are now set out in order and kept unruffled, it'll make all of it easier. He uses the cloth on Viktor since it's his full body on display, gentle and loving as always. "Admit it, you don't regret letting me seduce you, even if we end up a little late."
It’s a very tempting prospect, to sit here in the bed and enjoy the afterglow, but they both have somewhere to be. Still, he thinks he can afford a few more minutes, if only because it’s very nice, to have Jayce smiling like that, kissing his cheek and cleaning him up gently.
Viktor will never admit any of this out loud, though he’s sure he’s betrayed by the soft smile on his face.
“You can explain this to Alucard,” he says. A joke, perhaps—Viktor doesn’t think the explanation would go over well, but at least they took steps not to get too out of hand. Perhaps Jayce knew exactly what he’s doing. Viktor slings his legs over the side of the bed and reaches for his back brace. “Will you finally get me your hair product?”
The soft smile definitely gives him away and Jayce has learned how much expressions or gestures say as much as words for Viktor. He's always known that, considering how many years they spent knowing that little pats on the shoulder or hands to the back communicated affection and trust. Viktor will never be a talker the way Jayce is.
"Oh, okay, I'm definitely going to tell Alucard we're late because I couldn't wait to suck your cock."
Jayce moves off the bed so he can find his pants and underwear, he really did sort of fling those off less considerately than Viktor's clothes. He slides them back on so he can be mostly dressed again by the time Viktor is starting to put his back brace on.
"The hair is the last thing, love, haven't you learned anything from me?" Jayce is feeling good and happy so of course he's flirting and being ridiculous. He almost automatically offers his hands to help with the straps once Viktor has the back brace locked back in.
"It goes clothes, hair, mouth wash, cologne, mirror check, and then leave."
Just kidding--Viktor would probably be mortified if anyone knew, which is why all of this will stay in the room at the inn. He hopes, anyway. He's not entirely convinced of Jayce's ability to control himself at the party, either, but hopefully this got some of it out of his system.
(Viktor is not sure of his ability to resist, not that he'll say any of it out loud.)
"I don't pay attention to your routine, Jayce." Maybe a lie, but Viktor thinks he's more than proven his ability to get cleaned up. With his brace secured, he searches for his underwear, then his button-down shirt. "It sounds to me that hair was second in your list of six things. Far from the last."
"Glad you agree, it'll make it easier when I excuse us because I also have to do it at the party."
Jayce probably won't do that. Probably. He reaches over to ruffle Viktor's hair playfully because it's already a mess so why not keep messing with it until they manage to get it under control? He waits until Viktor gets those clothes on before he slides to the floor between Viktor's legs again, don't worry he's being good this time, just so he can help him with the leg brace and boot. He maybe is a little bad because he leans in to steal another kiss from him in the process.
"Those last ones you can basically do at once. Hair is the last physical thing to make perfect."
Jayce did tell him that he would help dress him back up, so he is genuinely just following his promise. And they are getting dressed quicker than they did the first time, so he also is correct.
He's not near enough for Viktor to give him a shove, but rest assured as soon as he's messing up his hair, Viktor is trying to swat his hands away. He can barely slide his pants back on before Jayce is between his legs, looking up at him like he wants to start this all over again. Viktor leans into the kiss but then pulls back, his eyebrows stern.
"I seem to recall your being very impressed by my dressing up."
It happened less than a half hour ago! Viktor lets Jayce work on the leg brace while he buttons up his shirt, then leans on him to stand, reaching for his suit coat. "I hardly need your instruction."
Jayce is going to have to look at him all dressed up and keep himself under control, but this did take the edge off, as they expected. He gets up once the brace is done and helps Viktor stand. He cups Viktor's face to give him another kiss, letting it linger a few seconds because this is supposed to be their last one before he focuses on hair. Except it won't be.
"Don't be snooty, love."
Jayce kisses him on the nose and then straightens his own clothes, but as expected, Jayce can make himself looked put together extremely well. Although his hair is absolutely a mess in comparison thanks to Viktor gripping it.
"Or I won't share my hair product and you'll go definitely looking like your boyfriend's hands were in your hair."
How’s that for reverse psychology? Viktor is mostly dressed now, so he grabs his crutch from its resting place near the bed and uses it for balance as he finishes tucking his shirt in and buttoning the last few buttons on his waistcoat. Jayce calls him snooty and Viktor rolls his eyes, even when his face is cupped for a kiss.
Again, Jayce makes all of this look effortless. It isn’t as though Viktor is jealous, really. He just finds it a little unfair, and instead of lingering in the bedroom feeling rumpled, he returns to the bathroom where he’s left his comb. He wants to argue that his hair always looks like this, but in the interest of getting out the door, he simply extends his hand for the cursed hair product.
"Okay, fine, I guess we're going to the party, if you insist."
Jayce is horribly, horribly smug. Take that, Viktor. Reverse psychology works. Now you want to go to the party and you're not nervous anymore, you're annoyed at Jayce. Everything makes sense again. He likes watching him get dressed again with more confidence and his mood has lifted, Jayce can tell.
He is giving him a look at the moment, a look that definitely says there is a hallway or closet there with our name on it later. Just because Jayce got to strip his clothes doesn't mean the impulse to get him out of them is gone. Viktor still looks so handsome like this!
He would normally tease him more but they both want to get their hair under control and head out. Jayce brings it to him and while he would love to be the one to get his fingers in that hair, he knows Viktor will slap at his hands if he tries. So Jayce works on his own hair, which takes no time at all, because it is always very nice. It is a little unfair, sorry Viktor.
"Remember, we leave whenever you want, I can rub your feet and we'll read the Enchantments book together. It'll be fun."
And he’s maybe going to have a good time with his friends, and maybe he will entertain Jayce dragging him into a coat closet, or whatever. He’ll neither confirm nor deny, though the look on Jayce’s face says it all. Viktor does his best to ignore it.
With his clothes back on and reasonably straightened, he takes to doing his hair in the bathroom mirror, gladly taking the tin of product and applying just the slightest amount. Enough to keep everything in place. After only a moment or two, he turns in the doorway to present himself to Jayce. He hasn’t forgotten what’s been promised after the party, but for now he won’t press the issue.
Jayce is positive that they will be having a good time with their friends and he will get at least one dance out of Viktor, and maybe persuade him to find a closet. Either way, he feels like it'll be a memorable night. Who knows the next time he'll manage to get Viktor all dressed up.
Viktor looks very good, obviously, but more than that, he looks lighter and more relaxed now. He's all straightened out, his tousled hair a little smoother, and Jayce smiles at him with all the love in his heart. Lovesick.
"I want to muss it all over again, so it's perfect."
He also brought something minty for them to wash their mouths out with, offering it to Viktor, and two types of cologne. Yes, one for him, and another he thought Viktor would like, so they can smell differently if he chooses. Jayce goes all out, he does not play here.
"I thought this was for the best, otherwise we're going to smell like sex."
Sure, he did not work very hard on this, but he's not about to have them delayed any further. Jayce's lovesick stare is met with Viktor's harsher gaze, though of course it softens after a moment, as he's totally unable to keep up the act for too long. Still, he holds up a hand slightly defensively, as if he expects Jayce to move in and mess up his hair regardless.
That doesn't happen. Instead, Jayce starts giving him more product. Viktor frowns at the implication that his partner is simply prepared at all times to stop everything and have sex. At least he picked out a different cologne for him.
They've reached a point where Jayce sees that glare and gets amused rather than defensive. Their intimacy is constant, he knows that sometimes Viktor puts on a show, and it is sometimes part of their flirting. He is not going to touch his hair. He is definitely always willing to stop what they're doing to seduce Viktor. The fact it's rarely the other way around is just how they are different in personality.
"You love me, even when I'm infuriating."
They both look perfect and ready to go, and now they'll taste and smell good too. Jayce is excited, what a unique date this will be. He knows if he kisses him again it could get distracting and a huge may muss them. So he kisses Viktor's forehead gently.
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"And I'm grateful, very grateful." Jayce can take care of himself but obviously if he has a choice, it'll be with Viktor. He reaches down to run his fingers through Viktor's hair, they will be able to fix his hair easily on their way out with Jayce's help, so he doesn't worry about ruffling it. The grip on his thighs makes him inhale sharply.
He waits for Viktor to get comfortable, very patient considering he wants nothing more than to plunge into his mouth and lose it, but he can lose all patience and sanity in a second. Jayce leans an arm against the headboard so he can keep a hold there and curves his other hand's fingers along Viktor's lovely sharp jaw.
"Same as before, you'll tap my thigh if you need me to stop?" It is not as if this is going to take long, but Jayce wants to be sure since he may need to be snapped out of it once he finally gets what he needs.
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Viktor is very well acquainted with how singularly talented he is at making Jayce come undone. Even with such a short time frame, he’s sure he’ll be able to reach that point, given how much Jayce is ready for him. He sits up, hands settling on either side of Jayce’s thighs, pulling him that much closer.
“I won’t need to stop. But yes.” If only to reassure him—Viktor is still well aware that Jayce worries about hurting him. To put him at ease, he leans forward and presses his lips to the flat plane of Jayce’s stomach, just below his navel, prepared to move further down. “Relax for me. I’ll take care of you.”
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"Thank you," he murmurs, reverently. Jayce is hard and desperate and all the blood has dropped, leaving him dizzy. He wants nothing more than to drown in Viktor's heat, still waiting, so patient and good at following Viktor's lead. He caresses his hair and swallows, forcing his body to drop its tension although there is still the taste of anticipation.
"Please, V." He is never sorry for begging.
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Another time he might linger, tease Jayce purposefully, but they're both on the same page about needing to get to the party. As tempting as it is to draw things out, they have a clear goal, so he makes purposeful eye contact before swallowing him down, first the head and then sliding confidently down the shaft. Once he doesn't need to hold on anymore, Viktor shifts his hands to either side of Jayce, gripping his thigh to pull him closer.
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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.
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Still, it's not necessarily easy. Jayce is big, and chasing his own pleasure, so part of Viktor is just along for the ride. Jayce hits the back of his throat and he makes a choked noise, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he tries to hollow his cheeks, providing no reprieve for either of them.
Of course Jayce isn't going to last--this is all purposeful, but as soon as he voices that Viktor squeezes reassuringly, giving him permission.
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He presses his forehead against the headboard and moans loudly, pulling on it with his hand to hold on as he orgasms, shutting his eyes tightly and having to hold himself up as his knees go weak. Jayce is panting as he comes down and purposely slides himself out of Viktor's mouth, luckily already swallowed so clean should remain. But he needs to sink onto the bed, knees framing Viktor's waist.
He looks very content when his eyes open again and the hazy gold admires his face as per usual. "Love you." Jayce smiles, dreamy, and kisses him.
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There's little for him to do but take it, though Viktor makes sure that Jayce knows it's exactly what he wants, moaning as best he can around him, even as he sputters a little. Despite both him and Jayce being as careful as possible, there's no getting around a little mess, especially when he has to gasp for air when Jayce pulls out. Luckily, he's fast enough to swipe the back of his hand across his mouth before he's being kissed. Viktor lets it happen, relaxed and pliable in Jayce's arms.
"Mm." Viktor lets himself enjoy the moment, just briefly, before his eyes flutter open and he replies with actual words. "I've mussed your hair."
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He laughs deliriously and kisses his cheek. "I can fix it like I'll fix yours." This all started because Viktor wanted to use some of his hair product anyway, it will be an easy adjustment. "Stay right here for a moment, okay? I'll get something." As much as they attempted to stay clean, there is inevitably some sweat and fluids and he doubts Viktor wants to put all his clothes on without feeling polished. Jayce walks away with his pants still off on his shirts on, probably a funny sight.
He returns with a wet cloth and Viktor's jacket which he places safely on the dresser. Since all of Viktor's clothes are now set out in order and kept unruffled, it'll make all of it easier. He uses the cloth on Viktor since it's his full body on display, gentle and loving as always. "Admit it, you don't regret letting me seduce you, even if we end up a little late."
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Viktor will never admit any of this out loud, though he’s sure he’s betrayed by the soft smile on his face.
“You can explain this to Alucard,” he says. A joke, perhaps—Viktor doesn’t think the explanation would go over well, but at least they took steps not to get too out of hand. Perhaps Jayce knew exactly what he’s doing. Viktor slings his legs over the side of the bed and reaches for his back brace. “Will you finally get me your hair product?”
Because that’s what this is about.
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"Oh, okay, I'm definitely going to tell Alucard we're late because I couldn't wait to suck your cock."
Jayce moves off the bed so he can find his pants and underwear, he really did sort of fling those off less considerately than Viktor's clothes. He slides them back on so he can be mostly dressed again by the time Viktor is starting to put his back brace on.
"The hair is the last thing, love, haven't you learned anything from me?" Jayce is feeling good and happy so of course he's flirting and being ridiculous. He almost automatically offers his hands to help with the straps once Viktor has the back brace locked back in.
"It goes clothes, hair, mouth wash, cologne, mirror check, and then leave."
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Just kidding--Viktor would probably be mortified if anyone knew, which is why all of this will stay in the room at the inn. He hopes, anyway. He's not entirely convinced of Jayce's ability to control himself at the party, either, but hopefully this got some of it out of his system.
(Viktor is not sure of his ability to resist, not that he'll say any of it out loud.)
"I don't pay attention to your routine, Jayce." Maybe a lie, but Viktor thinks he's more than proven his ability to get cleaned up. With his brace secured, he searches for his underwear, then his button-down shirt. "It sounds to me that hair was second in your list of six things. Far from the last."
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Jayce probably won't do that. Probably. He reaches over to ruffle Viktor's hair playfully because it's already a mess so why not keep messing with it until they manage to get it under control? He waits until Viktor gets those clothes on before he slides to the floor between Viktor's legs again, don't worry he's being good this time, just so he can help him with the leg brace and boot. He maybe is a little bad because he leans in to steal another kiss from him in the process.
"Those last ones you can basically do at once. Hair is the last physical thing to make perfect."
Jayce did tell him that he would help dress him back up, so he is genuinely just following his promise. And they are getting dressed quicker than they did the first time, so he also is correct.
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He's not near enough for Viktor to give him a shove, but rest assured as soon as he's messing up his hair, Viktor is trying to swat his hands away. He can barely slide his pants back on before Jayce is between his legs, looking up at him like he wants to start this all over again. Viktor leans into the kiss but then pulls back, his eyebrows stern.
"I seem to recall your being very impressed by my dressing up."
It happened less than a half hour ago! Viktor lets Jayce work on the leg brace while he buttons up his shirt, then leans on him to stand, reaching for his suit coat. "I hardly need your instruction."
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Jayce is going to have to look at him all dressed up and keep himself under control, but this did take the edge off, as they expected. He gets up once the brace is done and helps Viktor stand. He cups Viktor's face to give him another kiss, letting it linger a few seconds because this is supposed to be their last one before he focuses on hair. Except it won't be.
"Don't be snooty, love."
Jayce kisses him on the nose and then straightens his own clothes, but as expected, Jayce can make himself looked put together extremely well. Although his hair is absolutely a mess in comparison thanks to Viktor gripping it.
"Or I won't share my hair product and you'll go definitely looking like your boyfriend's hands were in your hair."
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How’s that for reverse psychology? Viktor is mostly dressed now, so he grabs his crutch from its resting place near the bed and uses it for balance as he finishes tucking his shirt in and buttoning the last few buttons on his waistcoat. Jayce calls him snooty and Viktor rolls his eyes, even when his face is cupped for a kiss.
Again, Jayce makes all of this look effortless. It isn’t as though Viktor is jealous, really. He just finds it a little unfair, and instead of lingering in the bedroom feeling rumpled, he returns to the bathroom where he’s left his comb. He wants to argue that his hair always looks like this, but in the interest of getting out the door, he simply extends his hand for the cursed hair product.
“I’m not giving you a choice.”
Give him. The pomade. Give it to him.
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Jayce is horribly, horribly smug. Take that, Viktor. Reverse psychology works. Now you want to go to the party and you're not nervous anymore, you're annoyed at Jayce. Everything makes sense again. He likes watching him get dressed again with more confidence and his mood has lifted, Jayce can tell.
He is giving him a look at the moment, a look that definitely says there is a hallway or closet there with our name on it later. Just because Jayce got to strip his clothes doesn't mean the impulse to get him out of them is gone. Viktor still looks so handsome like this!
He would normally tease him more but they both want to get their hair under control and head out. Jayce brings it to him and while he would love to be the one to get his fingers in that hair, he knows Viktor will slap at his hands if he tries. So Jayce works on his own hair, which takes no time at all, because it is always very nice. It is a little unfair, sorry Viktor.
"Remember, we leave whenever you want, I can rub your feet and we'll read the Enchantments book together. It'll be fun."
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And he’s maybe going to have a good time with his friends, and maybe he will entertain Jayce dragging him into a coat closet, or whatever. He’ll neither confirm nor deny, though the look on Jayce’s face says it all. Viktor does his best to ignore it.
With his clothes back on and reasonably straightened, he takes to doing his hair in the bathroom mirror, gladly taking the tin of product and applying just the slightest amount. Enough to keep everything in place. After only a moment or two, he turns in the doorway to present himself to Jayce. He hasn’t forgotten what’s been promised after the party, but for now he won’t press the issue.
“How’s this?”
Since Jayce is the expert, after all.
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Viktor looks very good, obviously, but more than that, he looks lighter and more relaxed now. He's all straightened out, his tousled hair a little smoother, and Jayce smiles at him with all the love in his heart. Lovesick.
"I want to muss it all over again, so it's perfect."
He also brought something minty for them to wash their mouths out with, offering it to Viktor, and two types of cologne. Yes, one for him, and another he thought Viktor would like, so they can smell differently if he chooses. Jayce goes all out, he does not play here.
"I thought this was for the best, otherwise we're going to smell like sex."
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Sure, he did not work very hard on this, but he's not about to have them delayed any further. Jayce's lovesick stare is met with Viktor's harsher gaze, though of course it softens after a moment, as he's totally unable to keep up the act for too long. Still, he holds up a hand slightly defensively, as if he expects Jayce to move in and mess up his hair regardless.
That doesn't happen. Instead, Jayce starts giving him more product. Viktor frowns at the implication that his partner is simply prepared at all times to stop everything and have sex. At least he picked out a different cologne for him.
"Very thoughtful. Infuriating, but thoughtful."
Can wrap here!
"You love me, even when I'm infuriating."
They both look perfect and ready to go, and now they'll taste and smell good too. Jayce is excited, what a unique date this will be. He knows if he kisses him again it could get distracting and a huge may muss them. So he kisses Viktor's forehead gently.
"You are the perfect date. Let's go."