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Viktor used to scoff and roll his eyes at people who claimed college had been the “best years of their lives,” and why wouldn’t he? In his first few years he had some amazing memories, sure, but if those had been the best years of his life…well he thought his life would have to be pretty disappointing.
And then he met Jayce Talis.
Jayce, who had been placed on both academic and extracurricular probation due to blowing up a lab in his early years, attempting to develop the early stages of what they now fondly call ‘Hextech.’ It just so happened that their academic advisor had thought it would be best to put him under the careful and watchful eyes of his teaching aid, one Viktor Novak, who had been in his last year of undergrad at the time.
Viktor had been vehemently against it at first, with his heavy workload he insisted had no time to look after this muscle head his advisor had saddled him with.
That thought didn’t last long of course, the moment Viktor had looked over the many pages of work that Heimerdinger had confiscated he was met with one simple fact; Jayce Talis was a genius. The research he had been working on was groundbreaking, it was inspiring, and it had the potential to help millions of people all over the world if he played his cards right. He hadn’t done that, of course, however that night Viktor had set his mind to nudging him in the right direction.
Over the remainder of the year they had set to developing Hextech as their endgame, not just academically, but for as long as they could tolerate each other’s presence. What had started out as a mere dream to Jayce, had transformed both of their lives dramatically. They had gone from strangers to friends to roommates and eventually partners, in every sense of the word.
It took them an embarrassing amount of time, and yearning on both ends, before Jinx had finally developed a scheme to get them to kiss during a drunk game of spin the bottle a few years ago. Jinx had been in one of the classes Viktor assisted with during the first year of his masters degree, and had formed an attachment to him. With her older sister being involved with Jayce’s friend Caitlyn, they had become good friends outside of the standard academic setting as well.
The kiss had been breathtaking. Years of longing and desire poured into a drunk kiss in the middle of Vi’s living room at 3am, they had received a chorus of boo’s and joking statements from their friends before they had pulled apart, becoming aware of the setting they were in. The walk home had been tense, as had the days that followed, but after a week they had had a very long and heartfelt talk about their feelings.
They had been best friends, both yearning for nearly their entire friendship, they trusted each other wholly and completely. Jayce had finally found someone who believed in his wild dreams, and Viktor a match for his academic skills, specifically one that respected him. They thought each other equals in every way.
It has now been just over two years and they were in their last years of their masters programs. Everything was going perfect for them.
That includes Jayce’s sports career.
Aside from their shared dream Jayce was also the captain of the school's rugby team, making for a very heavy load for him this time of year. Balancing practice, their dream, academics, and their relationship was no easy task, especially given how…codependent they had become.
As captain Jayce had to be at every practice, every game, no exceptions. This also meant Viktor had to be in the bleachers for nearly every practice and EVERY game, no exceptions. None of this was new to them, Viktor had been coming to these events to support Jayce since he had been able to rejoin the rugby team the sports season after he blew up the lab. At first Viktor had gone to stealthily ogle at the beautiful men on the team, Jayce included of course, but eventually it had turned into just ogling Jayce.
Jayce and his big beautiful muscles, his usually perfect hair messy from all the physical exertion, the way the sweat dripped down his face and body in the most intoxicating ways. He was a wet dream waiting to happen (and it had, eventually, happened).
When they had started having sex it was like a new door had been unlocked for the both of them. It was like Viktor had awoken parts of him he never knew existed, new kinks he’d never thought he had. Viktor had realized quickly that even things he’d previously thought he disliked were the hottest thing on earth when done by his beautiful hunk of a boyfriend.
That included his rather unorthodox superstitions, because of course Jayce had to be superstitious. Viktor didn’t believe in things like ‘good luck charms,’ could never get behind the weird things Jayce did before games or before a big presentation that the man swore up and down were the keys to his success. He tolerated them of course, helped his partner with them since he knew how much they meant to him, but he never truly believed they had any merit to them.
They weren’t all bad of course. One in particular had its perks.
Last year Jayce had somehow gotten it into his head that the key to the team’s success fell directly on Viktors shoulders…or rather between his legs. Somehow they had fucked before all but two of the rugby player’s games last season, and somehow those had been the only two the team lost. This had of course lead Jayce to the conclusion that he just had to fuck him before every game, and not just a quick fuck; that wouldn’t fulfill Jayce’s people pleasing tendencies.
That brings us to the present, where Jayce is performing his pregame ritual of making Viktor cum as many times as they can fit into their schedule before he has to head out. All while making Viktor wear his letterman jacket, the one with the name TALIS printed in big bold letters across the back.
Vikto had already cum twice today on Jayce’s beautifully long and dangerous fingers. He was currently on his back with his legs hiked up over the other’s shoulders as Jayce buried his head between Viktor’s legs.
“Fuck…Jayce please- ” Viktor moaned out, one hand gripping his partner’s hair and the other thrown over his face in an attempt to hide the pretty blush that had bloomed there.
He felt Jayce hum at him in response, his mouth suctioned around his cock in an oh so perfect way. Jayce pulled off of Viktor with a loud and wet pop, quickly replacing his mouth with one of his thumbs, and Viktor whined at the feeling of spit sticking to the skin between his legs.
“What is it V?” He could feel Jayce’s breath on his cunt, sending shivers up his spine as his partner blew cool over his dick. “You can’t be tapping out already? We usually get you to at least five before a game…we’re not even halfway there.” His words came out like he was pouting, and when the pale man raised his arm up to peek down at his partner he found he was right. The man was pouting at him.
Viktor scoffed at him, scrunching his eyebrows together in indignation.
“I am not tapping out Jayce! I am just getting impatient! ” Viktor said from his place on the bed.
“Oh?” Jayce raised a thick eyebrow at that, curiosity blanketing the deep rumble of his voice. “You wanna cum again that badly V?” A smirk overtook his tanned face as he let his thumb and pointer finger flick along his partner’s dick, sending a jolt through the older’s body.
Viktor threw his head back against the pillows at the fingers inside him sped up their motions, hitting that pleasurable spot inside of him at just the right angle.
“I wouldn’t want to disappoint…let me make it up to you.” Jayce disappeared back between the other’s legs, placing a sloppy kiss to a mark he’d left in the inside of his left thigh, coincidentally right on a mole. He pulled his fingers out with a wet squelch, pulling a disapproving whimper from Viktor, before quickly replacing them with his tongue.
Viktor’s eyes shot open wide at the new feeling, the hand not in Jayce’s hair gripping the bed sheets below him as his hips rocked up into the other’s touch.
“ Agh… Jay- Jayce oh gods-” He cut himself off with a choked moan, his partner’s fingers working over his cock faster and faster as he approached his peak.
He could quite literally feel his partner smirk and chuckle against his cunt as he retracted his tongue and pressed a kiss to his hole, quickly reinserting his fingers. His mouth didn’t stay unoccupied for long of course, coming back up to replace his fingers as he licked and sucked along his cock, pulling breathy moans and gasps from the beautiful man below him.
“I’m gon- gonna cum-!” Viktor went rigid as he felt fluid gush out of him, hearing it splatter across Jayce’s face, arms, and chest as he bucked his hips up into the other’s mouth, now working overtime to prolong his orgasm.
When he finally came down Viktor let out a low whine at the sensation of Jayce’s fingers dragging out of him, at the feeling of his hole fluttering around nothing, now empty and gaping.
Jayce gave a light hum as he let his eyes rake up over Viktor’s body, licking the cum off his fingers as his gaze lingered on the two scars peeking out from under his jacket before letting them trail up to look directly into the hazel eyes of his partner.
He thought Viktor looked so good like this, breathless and satisfied, in nothing but his jacket and compression brace. He felt a gush of slick wet his own thighs as he sat up on his knees.
“Can you turn over for me Vik? Lay on your stomach and spread your legs open for me?”
Jayce watched his partner nod, a knowing look coming over his face as he not so gracefully flipped over and adjusted himself onto the pillow below him, propping himself up on his elbows for the time being. Viktor looked over his shoulder with a smirk on his face.
“Like what you see, Talis?”
Viktor knew what he looked like, dripping and flushed from head to toe, and he especially knew how riled up it got his lover to see him like this with his last name printed across his back like a brand. He spread his legs apart ever so slightly, in a teasing way, and was met with a deep groan of appreciation from behind him.
Viktor gasped as he felt a thumb move from his dick, through his folds, and make its way up to his puckered asshole, rubbing gentle circles there as another hand groped at his ass, kneading the cheek in its palm. Appreciative kisses were placed on what he knew were moles on his thighs.
“You’re gonna ruin me Vik,” it was muffled from Jayce’s face being pressed against the skin of his legs. “Probably already have. Do you have any idea how good you look with my name on you like that?”
“Oh I have a thought or two.” Viktor’s eyes had shut at some point, the sensations overwhelming his already too sensitive body, “You’ve told me every time I wear this exactly what it does to you, how it makes you feel. Even if you didn’t I’d be able to tell by the way you can’t keep your hands off of me, hm?”
“How can you expect me to keep my hands to myself when I have the most perfect person in existence with my name draped across him?” Jayce’s head came up from where he was placing kisses against his partner’s legs, he sat back up before moving the hand down to stroke over Viktor’s slick lower lips.
Viktor’s head fell forward with a breathy gasp into his arms, broken whimpers tearing from his mouth as he lost himself in the feeling of both his holes being stimulated.
“So perfect for me Vik, taking my fingers so well.” Jayce pushed the tip of his thumb into the ring of muscle it had been circling, eliciting a whine from the older man. “You gonna come again for me baby? We’re nowhere near your record, I’m sure you can give me another.” he was met with a breathy keens in response.
“Give me your fingers again, I need them Jayce.” Viktor meant it to be stern, but it came out much more wrecked than he meant it to, who could blame him though?
“Can you ask nicely for them? That sounded an awful lot like a demand V.” Jayce said in a playful tone. He kept moving his thumb in and out of Viktor’s rim with shallow thrusts, his other hand just moving back and forth over his cock in slow, teasing strokes.
Viktor growled in annoyance at the request, he hated when Jayce did this, made him beg for what he knew they both craved just as bad as the other.
“Or you could just do as I say and fuck me with your fingers.” Viktor shifted his hips up ever so slightly and felt the way the fabric of the jacket just barely slid up his back at the motion. Jayce’s fingers all but completely retracted and he all but sobbed at the near complete loss of contact from his lover. “No, wait-”
“Ask nicely V.” Jayce scolded gently. “I’ll make you cum so good Viktor, but you gotta ask for it. Can you do that for me, ask me to make you cum on my fingers again?”
Viktor could feel the tears leak from the corners of his eyes as he pressed his lips into a thin line, thinking over his options. He knew he could make Jayce give him what he wanted, but it may take longer than he’s willing to hold out for. He wanted to cum again so bad , and he wasn’t sure it would be worth it to brat his way into this one.
With a defeated sigh Viktor let his forehead press to his forearms and let out a small “Please.”
All he earned in response was an inquisitive hum, and the complete removal of the hand on his cock. He knew he’d have to try harder to get what he wanted. He let out an exasperated sigh and squeezed his eyes shut.
“Please make me cum Jayce, please give me your fingers, let me cum on them again, I want it so bad- eUGH” Viktor was cut off by the feeling of two long thick fingers pushing into his dripping cunt, and one beautifully thick thumb pushing all the way past the rim of his ass. He felt impossibly full.
Behind him he could hear Jayce shuffling against something, could hear fabric moving against fabric, but he couldn't find it in himself to care about it with how quickly he was approaching his next orgasm. He could tell Jayce was enjoying himself too, and as if the man could read his mind he decided to let Viktor know just how much he appreciated the view, words all coming out rough and dripping with lust.
“There you go V, was that so hard? You sound so good when you beg for me, all whiny and out of breath.” Viktor was practically shaking as he let his upper body fully drop onto his arms beneath him. “So good for me Vik, always so good for me. Look at you…fuck, Viktor. All spread open on my fingers, dripping onto the bed, with my fucking name written on your back- ”
Viktor can feel himself tighten around Jayce’s fingers as he lets out another absolutely wrecked moan, the digits inside him hitting that perfect spot over and over again.
He heard a choked off groan from behind him and felt Jayce’s fingers stutter inside him for a few moments, causing Viktor to let out an indignant cry as he quickly fell back down from the peak he had just barely been headed over. He canted his hips back towards his partner and all but sobbed in relief when both of Jayce’s hands resumed their ministrations at what seemed like double the pace.
“Oh V, did I ruin your orgasm? I’m sorry.” Viktor could tell by the lilt in his voice that Jayce was most certainly not sorry in the slightest, but he really couldn’t bring himself to care when the man was speedrunning making him cum again. Every movement was intentional, poised exactly in the ways Jayce had learned he loved over the years, and it didn’t even take a minute before he was crashing over the edge, entering into his fourth orgasm of the night.
Viktor practically screamed as waves of pleasure overtook his body, every nerve he had being lit up in an almost painful way with how Jayce continued to finger him through it all. His arms grasped for hold on the sheets in a desperate attempt to ground himself until he went limp on the mattress, using the last bit of strength he had to bat away the offending hands between his legs.
“You are incorrigible, absolutely insatiable.” Viktor joked over his shoulder as he turned his head just enough to get a glimpse of the man behind him, and in return was greeted by a sight that made his mouth go completely dry.
Jayce was there, flushed and sweaty as expected, licking his fingers clean like Viktor’s cum was some kind of delicacy. The part that sent a flood of heat through him however, was the pillow he had just noticed lodged between his lover’s legs, a wet patch visible right at the apex of his thighs.
Viktor’s eyes went wide and he let his tongue out to wet his lips as he felt himself clench around nothing, excess fluid dripping out of him. He inhaled shakily as he let his gaze meet his partner’s, the man in question still licking his spend off of his now almost completely clean hand.
Jayce let out a chuckle and blushed at the new attention, climbing off the pillow and tossing it off to somewhere else on their bed. He leant his body over his partner’s and pressed kisses over his back moles while his hands glided over Viktor’s sides.
“I hope you can forgive me for making you wait a little extra for that one, I just couldn’t help myself…” Viktor felt dizzy with all the new knowledge. It was nothing new for his partner to cum from giving him pleasure, in fact he’d done it on their very first night together. The pillow was new though, in their years together he’d never seen Jayce hump a pillow before, and the sight had unfortunately reignited the fire he had just barely been able to stamp out.
Viktor let out another whine when Jayce pulled down his jacket to suck a hickey onto one of the moles that dotted over his shoulder blade.
“You want one more? I really wanna give you another, just one more please Viktor.” The paler man let out a breathy chuckle at the pleas, pretending to contemplate his answer.
“Hm I’m not sure Jayce, I think your team can win just fine with four.”
“But we always play best when I give you at least five! I haven’t even gotten my dick in you yet…” Jayce finished his sentence with a whine, his hips grinding down against Viktor’s.
Viktor let out a full laugh at that, an eye he hadn’t meant to close opening back up to find the drawer where they kept all their toys.
“Well…” Viktor let one hand move down to cover Jayce’s larger one on his hips, “since you’re asking so nicely for me, I guess I can somehow manage one more for you…for the team .” Viktor let his own hips rock back into Jayce’s, just enough to have the other whimpering into his neck where he had started to suck another bruise.
“Oh thank you baby, I’ll make you feel so good, I promise.”
“You always do…now please hurry up Talis, I am starting to feel quite, eh...empty without you.”
He felt the way Jayce frantically nodded against his back before retreating to get his strap from their toy collection. Jayce had always been good at following directions, moving with a clear sense of urgency as he put on the harness and took out a bright blue silicone toy and the small box they kept to house the hex shard it was powered with.
The dildo had three parts, two bases that were interchangeable for different activities, one that could suction onto any surface and the other for occasions like this, to provide stimulation to the wearer of it while they were fucking one another. The third part was the dildo itself, around 8 inches in length and about as thick as the smallest part of Jayce’s wrist. Veins decorated the phallic object to give a more realistic feel to it.
Jayce placed the hexshard into its compartment at the base of the dildo before attaching the stimulation end over top of it, watching for a moment as the whole thing activated and lit up.
Viktor bit his lip as he watched his partner come back over to him, eyebrows furrowed together as he took in how gorgeous his boyfriend looked.
Jayce took notice of this, of course he did, and a grin broke out on his face as his hand moved down between his legs, giving himself a few strokes. He stopped in front of Viktor, just close enough that if Viktor really wanted to he could lift himself up to take him in his mouth.
“I take it you like what you see?”
“I swear to the GODS Talis if you do not get in me right now-”
Jayce cut him off with a beautiful laugh as he gave himself a few more strokes and climbed onto the bed behind him. Taking Viktor’s thighs in each hand, he spread them apart just enough to slot himself between them. He took a moment to locate the pillow he’d previously discarded to place it under Viktor’s hips, using another one to add some extra cushion under his bad knee.
When Jayce’s hands disappeared Viktor couldn’t even voice his displeasure before he felt the head of Jayce’s dick sliding through his folds. He let out a choked off moan as he felt a hand come to rest on his lower back, teasingly moving up and down over the exposed skin as Jayce pushed the jacket up. He let out a strangled gasp as another set of fingers dipped into him to collect some of the excess fluid, no doubt to help lubricate the monster that was currently situated between Jayce’s legs.
“ Fuck I’ll never get tired of seeing you like this…all fucked out and needy for me…”
Viktor felt a pressure at his entrance and took a shaky breath as the head pushed in. Jayce continued to babble behind him, Viktor was pretty sure he wasn’t even aware he was still talking.
“Love seeing you in my clothes…my house colors…you look so good in red and gold sweetheart, wanna wrap you in it.” Jayce continued to slowly fill him up as he talked, and Viktor could barely listen. All of his attention was being stolen as he was split open on his partner, on the slight pain that was mixing in with the pleasure in just the way he liked. “-name looks so fucking good on you Viktor. ”
Jayce bottomed out as he said his lover’s name, pushing a moan out of the man below him. He stayed there for a few seconds, just watching where their hips met, before rocking his hips. He didn’t pull out, not yet, just stayed seated how he was and pushed himself deeper into his partner.
Viktor was losing his mind from it, it was simultaneously too much and not enough, being stuffed so full while also craving more.
“Jayce please move , I need you to fuck me . ”
“In just a sec…” Jayce sounded absolutely breathless, “lemme just-”
Viktor feels hands on either side of his hips lock him into a bruising grip before a pair of thumbs was spreading his cheeks apart. Even after the afternoon they’d shared, Viktor couldn’t help the blush that crept up his face at the feeling of being so exposed. Of course that didn’t stop him from unconsciously clenching and unclenching at how much he liked it.
“There we go, now I can see all of you.”
“Jayce Talis, must we go through this every- oh!” Viktor was interrupted when Jayce finally decided to move, pulling nearly all the way out and thrusting back in like his life depended on it.
Jayce set a relaxed pace, choosing to focus more on the force of his thrusts, every one making moans spill from Viktor’s mouth. His hands were the only thing keeping Viktor from being fucked into the headboard, pressing his hips down into the pillow beneath him so that he couldn’t even move if he wanted to.
Viktor wailed as the head of the dildo brushed across that oh so perfect spot inside of him and felt the hands grow impossibly tighter around him as his partner started aiming to stimulate it with every thrust. His fifth orgasm of the night was quickly approaching, the pressure building in his gut increasing as more filthy words of praise made their way past Jayce’s lips.
“Never get use to this sight- hah, you stuffed full like this, dripping wet for me- oh fuck.” Jayce sped up his thrusts, letting one of his hands leave Viktor’s ass to catch himself as he let his upper body fall forward, he was close enough now that Viktor could feel his body heat, could feel his hot breath on his neck as he panted over him.
Viktor let out a high pitched whimper at the change in position, using the little strength he had to turn his upper body just enough to make eye contact with Jayce. Desperate pants fell from Viktor’s mouth as he took in how hot he looked. His hair had started to stick to his forehead, his lips were kiss swollen and parts of his lower face were still shiny from when he had made him squirt. Jayce never wiped his face off after going down on him during these sessions, said he liked being covered in Viktor’s cum. The first time he’d said that it had triggered another three rounds, making him almost an hour late for team warmups, and just barely giving him enough time to properly prepare for the match (they won by a landslide).
The thought alone triggers another rush of fluids from his body and he sees the way Jayce’s eyes snap down to his cunt, his eyes darkening and a grin spreading over his face as he no doubt notices the added wetness.
“That feel good Vik? God you’re so worked up today, so needy for me…you like being reminded you’re mine?” Viktor squeezed his eyes shut and let out a shaky breath he hadn’t even realized he was holding. “Hey none of that,” the hand Jayce had previously been using to support himself gripped onto Viktor’s Jaw, “open your eyes for me Vik…that’s it.” (damn)
Viktor forced his eyes open to stare back into Jayce’s molten gold ones.
“Look so good, mmh , when you cry V.”
Was he crying again? Viktor let one of his hands come up to touch his cheek, and sure enough, his fingers came back wet.
“Can’t help it, Oh! Feels so good Jayce- fu- oh fuck.” He sounded wrecked, completely and totally wrecked. Viktor’s words were slurring together and he couldn’t keep the high pitched whine from slipping past his lips as the finger circling his ass pushed back in.
“C-close… I’m so close- Jayce!”
“I know Viktor, let go for me. Want you to hah cum on me. You sound so pretty when you cum Vik.” Jayce finished his sentence off with a sharp bite to his partner’s shoulder and Viktor came on the spot.
Everything went white and Viktor felt himself shake with the force of his orgasm. A broken scream tore its way out of him as fluid sprayed out of him onto Jayce’s thighs and lower body, completely soaking the sheets, exceedingly wet squelching being heard from the new addition of fluid between their bodies.
And then Viktor went limp on the bed as the world around him went dark. Everything felt fuzzy; his mind, his body, just everything. Where was he? Wasn’t Jayce here just a second ago?
“-iktor? Come back to me V.”
Viktor’s eyes blinked open, when he shut them he didn’t know, and he took a moment to take in his surroundings. He was on his back now, with a hand combing through his hair and one massaging out the knot he knew was forming in his thigh.
“Hey there…welcome back.”
“Mmh…did I pass out?” One of Viktor’s hands came up to rub the dried tears from his face.
“You did, but you squirted again first.” Jayce said it with a proud grin on his face. “I already got you all cleaned up…well mostly. I couldn’t change the sheets with you on them.”
Viktor hummed in acknowledgement as he finally felt the dampness of the fabric below him.
“Thank you Jayce, I appreciate it…did you..?” The question didn’t need to be finished, Jayce knew what he was asking, and it was clear based on the dusting of pink that covered his tan cheeks.
“Uh yeah…heh…” The hand that Jayce had previously been combing through Viktor’s hair came up to scratch the back of his own neck, “I came, like right after you did actually. You underestimate how much I like getting you off.”
Viktor let out a tired chuckle at his partner’s shyness and moved to stretch out his spine, wincing at the pops it let out.
“Well,” he made a move to sit up on his elbows, “then I do hope this concludes your pregame ritual, no? You have everything in order to play to your highest capabilities and win without a shadow of a doubt.”
Jayce stared down at him lovingly, leaning in only to place a gentle kiss against the side of his head.
“I do yeah, all thanks to my absolutely perfect good luck charm.”
“Yes, well your good luck charm will be showering now, and you should throw this jacket in the wash. It reeks.”
Jayce lets out a laugh as Viktor shrugs off the clothing and lets it fall to the bed with a soft thud. The two make their way off the bed, locating Viktor’s cane and moving on to their respective pre-game/post-sex activities, knowing they will see each other again soon enough when Viktor arrives to watch Jayce reep the rewards of their coitus in the form of a landslide win.