@❛ ✧ : jayce talis. viktor likes the way his name sounds on jayce's tongue. the way he whispers it like it's a sacred, precious hymn makes something inside of the scientist burn. he wants to hear it again, more intimately, when they're so close and connected that nothing can break them apart. jayce's touch is electric—no, it is borderline magical. it's stronger than any current, any burst of the hextech they created together, and it runs its course along viktor's spine, warming his belly. it is addicting.
yes...
a raspy whisper is all he offers in response before he leans in close, dipping his head in to capture jayce's lips in his own. viktor never realizes how starved of affection he was. but now, it was like he could drown in it, like he could get lost in everything that is jayce.
and viktor knows he would give in willingly.