#jayvik
“Just do it already,” Viktor’s words are low, but clear, keeping his gaze locked with Jayce’s, he pushes the metal stamp into Jayce’s hands
“Huh?” Jayce says
Viktor’s gaze is unwavering, and Jayce feels small, he hesitates before looking down at the hammer stamp
HIS stamp Jayce’s eyes go wide at what Viktor is implying, his head snapping up, “VIK—-”
He’s cut off by Viktor’s hand coming up, sharp, and quick, the message clear
“You want me to be your’s so badly. You posture, and puff yourself up when anyone shows an interest in me,”

Chaos #jayvik
Jayce and Viktor loved their bed. It was one of the first things they bought together, the first thing that was really their’s.
It cradled them at night.
It supported them on bad mental health days.
It soothed their aches and pain on even worse days. This bed was where they declared their love.
Where they held one another when they thought they were unworthy of that love.
Where they made the child that currently slept between them.
This bed was their sanctuary in chaos.
And today was a rare quiet day that they could enjoy it.

Anything 🔞 #jayvik

Eyes closed, Viktor’s mouth opened in a silent gasp as his orgasm crested like a wave, warmth bubbling over in his stomach, his walls fluttered and tightened around Jayce’s cock

Jayce grinned above him, hips not stopping

“There it is,” he breathed softly, as shivers rippled through Viktor’s body

Sometimes Viktor missed when Jayce would cum early, so unexpectedly it caught them both off guard, the way his cheeks would flush, and he would stutter out an apology, while reaching for something to clean up his mess