Viktor x Reader

Thirty-Five

As his taste spread on your tongue, you froze.

Immediately, you wished that this moment could be frozen in time to remain forever.

In comparison to other people of the Undercity, Viktor had a clean taste to himself. Almost like toothpaste.

The faint hint of home cooked food came with it.

He smelled of oil and metal, probably because he had still worked on his creations a few moments ago.

It was just the way it always was, so much home, so comforting.

But this time it was different.

It was better.

And you craved more.

"My love?", Viktor asked, the fear of a mistake audible in his voice.

You didn't give him a second to reconsider or regret.

With both hands, you grabbed his face and pulled him into another kiss.

You craved him.

For the longest time he had been that one thing that your body, heart and mind had been craving.

And now that time was running out you didn't want to wait any longer.

Soon there wouldn't be an opportunity like this anymore. You wanted to enjoy your time left with Viktor to the fullest extent.

As he awoke from his state of surprise, Viktor's eyes fell shut and his hands wrapped around you to close the last bit of distance that was left.

Your chest hit against his. It felt like two pieces of the same puzzle finally connected to form one.

The beating of his heart pressed through your skin and bones, to greet yours and make it beat in sync.

The warmth of his breath stroked your face as he held you tight and made you part your lips to invade your mouth his his tongue.

The tip felt rough as it started fighting with yours, entangling it in a fight and trying to gain dominance.

Your hands rose to slide into the back of his neck and pull him even closer.

You wanted to devour him.

There was this need inside of you to take in as much of him as possible. It was almost as if you wished to become a part of his existence.

As the used air started to burn inside your lungs, the two of you had to part to catch your breaths.

Breathing heavily, and with his gaze clouded, Viktor locked eyes with you.

His lips were slightly parted.

A reddish shimmer was visible on his face.

You felt flustered yourself. Heat burned on your cheeks and made them glow with desire.

Your eyes fell onto his, usually, thin lips.

Now they were all red and swollen, covered by a slim layer of shiny saliva.

"(Y/N), my love.", he said with a thicker accent than he usually had and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "You don't know how much I want you by my side."

Your eyes darkened.

A faint hint of regret lit up inside your chest. But you quickly made it die down before it could grow roots.

"You want me?", you asked, hesitantly, while your legs took one step back to help you seek support on the edge of his work desk.

Something inside his eyes flinched.

"I need you.", he said and closed the distance between the two of you again. "Please."

You shook your head.

"Don't beg. I'll give you my everything.", you kissed him again, softer this time.

"I don't want your everything.", he whispered against your lips. "You are enough."

These words were enough to make you whimper.

His hands wrapped around your body again to pull you close.

But this time you didn't let him have his way.

With your eyes closed, you grabbed Viktor by the shoulders and turned him around in one swift movement so that he was the one who had to seek support at the edge of the table.

Under your gentle guidance, he let himself sink down on his chair and let you take the lead.

Slowly, you lowered yourself to kneel between his legs while you placed a trail of kisses on his neck, down his arms and finally to his crotch.

A shivering breath escaped him.

His legs flinched.

"My love...", his hand lay on the back of your head to keep it in place. "Why the rush?"

With lowered eyes, you gifted him a soft smile and sighed.

"I've wasted so many years, Viktor...", you whispered, your fingers gently digging into the flesh of his tights. "I don't want to continue this mistake. Time is precious. But time with you would be invaluable."

A deep breath escaped his lips.

You could feel how his fingers twitched, entangled with the (H/C) strands of your hair.

The pressure eased.

Pressing his lips into a thin line, he leaned back and allowed you with a nod of his head to continue.

For a moment, you kept eye contact.

Then, slowly, as to not make him shy away, you lowered your face between his legs and let your lips press against the bulge that was already forming in his pants.

A shivering breath escaped his lips.

His legs twitched, but he forced himself to remain motionless.

His grip on your hair tightened nonetheless.

"It's alright.", you breathed. "Relax... I'll love you. I always did..."

A shiver chased through his body as the warmth seeped through the layers of fabric and touched his skin.

Leaning into the newly found pleasure of your mouth on his hard dick, Viktor let his head fall back and closed his eyes.

You took this as an invitation to open the zipper of his pants and pull them down far enough for his bulge to be set free.

His length flinched as the cold air stroked him.

You grabbed it to see how big he would be.

Viktor wasn't huge, but rather long and slim. It would probably be a challenge to fit all of him inside, no matter of it would be your mouth or other places.

A small dark, wet spot already stained the fabric.

You had to smile at the fact that a few simple touches of you were enough to make him be this excited.

"I'll be gentle.", you promised and pulled the last layer of fabric back.