Dream of Me

Viktor had felt these hands before. More often than not, they were fitted with thick brown gloves. On rare occasions were they bare- the thought of a slight brush of calloused fingertips as the other man took a wrench from him lingered a little longer in the back of his mind than it should. These hands spent years conducting a hammer forge, delicately handled hex crystals, and brought hot coffee to Viktor each afternoon they spent together. He was familiar with them, probably more than most, but not in a situation such as this.

These hands were now wrapped completely around Viktors small waist. They held him firm enough to keep him upright in Viktor's current spot on the man's lap, but not too firm as to imply possession. The tan fingers contrasted much darker as they pressed into the other's bare ivory skin. They lifted his small frame up slightly to then assist him back down, then back up. This would become more confident with each repetition and eventually fall into a comfortable rhythm.

These were Jayce's hands, and they drove Viktor crazy as one reached up his back to grab a fist full of Viktor's thick, damp, chestnut curls. Jayce tugged Viktor's head to the left and brought hot lips over a beauty mark on his lover's shoulder. He moved up to the next- then to the one behind Viktor's ear, pulling a short breath from the smaller frame. Without faltering the motion in their hips, their eyes met. Gold and blown, Viktor trained his gaze deep into Jayce's own hazel one, and their lips drew together in a snap.

It was hot, slick, and overwhelmingly groundbreaking. Jayce filled Viktor to the hilt of his girth, stretching Viktor into a quaking mess. It took everything in the fragile man to keep his composer as his partner's dick hit what felt like every nerve in his body. It was all he could do to keep his voice down to soft sighs and quick breathes.

How did they get here? It didn't matter. It was all foggy in Viktor's head at this point. He didn't even know where they were. His room? Jayce's? The lab? Untelling. Jayce bit Viktor's bottom lip and slipped his delicious tongue past the gasp. Viktor melted. Jayce's other hand almost reflexively went to grab Viktor's ass to keep him from creating distance as he sank.

"Vik...?" Jayce asked the air between them. Viktor could only "hm" in response. "What do you want?"

Viktor shivered, wrapping his arms around Jayce's neck in a hug and drew himself into the large chest in front of him. He curled his hips up, eliciting a deep moan from Jayce's throat.

"More of you..." Viktor's words danced on Jayce's ear and down his spine. "...All of you."

With that, Jayce stood quickly, careful to hold Viktor around him, and rested Viktor on his back on a table that had been behind them to Viktor's surprise. Jayce's hips picked up speed, the new position allowing Jayce to push impossibly further into Viktor's heat. Viktor's own dick was pressed between their contracting stomachs. The bullseye precision of Jayce's strokes and the squeeze on his member was just about too much to handle.

"Fuck, Vik..." Jayce grunted beside Viktor's head. Viktor threw his head back, the sting of his skull connecting to the surface beneath it causing him to cry out weakly. Without thinking, Jayce put his hand back on Viktors soft hair to protect the brunette.

'Sap,' Viktor thought to himself.

"You are so beautiful," Jayce spoke, pressing another kiss to Viktor's shoulder.

"Jayce..." was all Viktor managed to reply with.

Jayce's thrusts became sloppier, a sign of the inevitable. Viktor anticipated the moment when finally the two would come together, white heat coursing through them like a current...

...but it never came.

At least, Jayce didn't. It was soon realized that Viktor had indeed "come", but he had done it alone. Instead of some table in a void of nothing but lust and sex, he was in his bed and under his now suffocating sheets. His brown hair stuck to his sharp cheeks and drenched forehead, and he struggled to calm his breathing as he came down from the ecstasy of an orgasm. Shit. It was all a dream.