Arcane Imagines

viktor

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title: christmas party

prompt: viktor takes you to his work party in which to show you off. His coworkers were shocked at how much pda he shared with you. Not seeming like the type to do so.

Footsteps creep close to you as you're hunched over your desk, typing away on your laptop. "Love? That you?" You don't even glance behind you, finishing the sentence but still leaning your head toward the sound as if you were going to give the person your attention.

"If it was someone else that would mean someone broke in, hun." The most familiar accent whispers into your ear, kissing your temple. "I'd better become more aware of my surroundings then." You finally place your hands in your lap, turning the chair to face your boyfriend. Grabbing at his tie to keep him down so you can kiss his lips. "Missed you~" You coo.

"I missed you too." He mutters against your lips as you force yourself to stand up, deepening your already locked lips.

You were obsessed with your boyfriend, almost unhealthily as you felt the urge to always, always touch him in some sort of aspect. He pulls away, placing a finger on your lips before you could bombard his lips once again. "I have a work party." He spits out with half-lidded eyes, craving another kiss from you.

You scrunch your nose. "Alright, when is it?" You press your lips to his finger playfully. "I'll miss you while you're gone." You tell him.

He snickers, "I want you to come with me, dear." His hand held onto your waist, and your eyes gleamed. "Really? Are you sure?" You question, only making sure because Viktor is extremely private with his life. Taking things slow was in his blood, you didn't mind it though. You loved this man. And as you respect him, he respects you.

Your love language is physical touch and as his normally isn't he still let you touch him whenever you pleased. Now he expects it, now he actually loves it. He yearns for it For you.

"Of course, we haven't had a party since the first week of us dating, same time last year." He begins, "it's been a year and I want to show off the love of my life." He pecks your cheek and you bite your lip, holding yourself back from pouncing on this man.

"It's this Friday, I'm sorry for the late notice." He juts out his bottom lip. "You knew I'd be free though, don't lie." You boop his nose, your hand was trailing up and down his arm,

"I'll get our outfits together. I'm extremely excited now." You let him go, grabbing your phone. He leans against his cane, watching you fervently scroll on the device. "How would you feel about the color red? Since it's a Christmas party I'm guessing?" You ask, sneaking a few peaks up at your boyfriend who's trying to hide his smile.

"I say, choose whatever you like, dear." He walks over to your closet to grab pajamas he left from the many nights of sleeping over here at your apartment.

"You spoil me." You giggle, shutting your laptop and going to your bed to flop down on your stomach. "Always," he mumbles as he changes out of his work clothes. Unbuttoning his white shirt. You break away from your screen just to take in the view before you. You let out a small whistle and he rolls his eyes, throwing the clothing at your head and you let out a laugh. "You're such a pretty boy." You hum, hugging the shirt to your chest as you bounce up to your knees.

"[Name]." He warns and you giggle. "Sorry, sorry. I know I'm just too seductive." You wink, crawling to the edge of the mattress, motioning for him to come close. He got his plaid soft pants on before walking over, holding a sweater he was about to throw on. "Yes, dear?" He looks down at you.