Handcuff Day

JAYCE: How's the blindfold? Is any of your hair catching? VIKTOR: No, it is quite comfortable! JAYCE: Good, good... [Jayce runs his hands down Viktor’s side, leather gloves on bare skin] JAYCE: Remember our colors? [Viktor bites his lip] VIKTOR: Mhm—blue, purple, red. [Jayce chuckles, resting his lips on Viktor’s shoulder. His clothed chest presses into Viktor’s bare back] JAYCE: I still think it's so cute that you insisted on blue *purple* red. [Viktor pouts a little] VIKTOR: It is an intermediate between the two, it made sense to me! JAYCE: I thought red yellow blue was cute. Like our lab lights. [Jayce’s hands wrap around from his waist to the front of Viktor’s chest, fingers sprawling across his chest, lips to his ear] JAYCE: You took it and improved on it. That's cute. [Jayce’s hands move to Viktor’s shoulders and slowly slide down until theyre at his wrists. He takes them and brings them together in front of Viktor’s chest. He kisses Viktor’s ear] JAYCE: Hold them like that. VIKTOR: Hm, yes sir~ [Jayce pulls away, and a moment later he is back on Viktor] JAYCE: Hope you didn't miss me. [One soft cuff circles his wrist, and then another, Jayce fastens them] JAYCE: Is that too tight? [Viktor turns his head and quirks a small smile] VIKTOR: Tighter, please. [Jayce kisses him and captures his wrists again] JAYCE: You and your slender wrists... There. Let me see your fingers move. [Viktor gracefully flexes his fingers] JAYCE: I know, I'm being too thorough. VIKTOR: It makes me feel cared for~ JAYCE: You are. [Jayce kisses his neck] JAYCE: Don't forget that. [Jayce grabs a fist of Viktor’s hair, giving him only the slightest warning to brace himself before shoving him face down into the sheets] JAYCE: You're so perfect like this. Submissive. Excited. [He runs his hand up Viktor’s side, stopping at his hips to give it a squeeze, then smacks Viktor across the ass] JAYCE: I need you. I need to fuck you. [Viktor’s yelp is muffled by the sheets and he turns his face] VIKTOR: P-please, I need you to. JAYCE: It’s not about your needs. It's about mine- you even gave me options. [Jayce reasserts his grip on Viktor’s hair and pushes his face down, he uses his thighs on the back of Viktor’s to hold him in place, and he undoes his belt with one hand, letting the sound of its clattering be Viktor’s only hint] JAYCE: You've been wanting me to put it up your ass lately. You're making me miss your cunt. Look at it, crying for me... [Viktor shivers at the sound of the belt, squirming a little in his grip, pressing against the cuffs] VIKTOR: W-whatever hole you want, I-I am yours to take what you need from. [Jayce undoes his belt then his zipper, pushing his cock out from his underwear, he rests it across Viktor’s tailbone, then strokes it down over a plug and slides the head across his cunt] JAYCE: You give me a million ways to tear you apart and I'm expected to just pick one. Tsk. If only there were two of me. [Viktor’s eyes widen at that idea, although hidden under the blindfold] VIKTOR: …t-there is always time for another round. JAYCE: Don't worry, Hyacinth. I'll make you feel like you've been fucked by a dozen men by the time we're done. [He teases his cock across Viktor’s swollen clit then moves up and pushes it into Viktor’s pussy. He takes it inch by inch, until he bottoms out, then leans over Viktor and shamelessly moans in his ear] JAYCE: Fuck, how are you so tight? [Viktor cries out, tensing up against the sudden intrusion, feeling Jayce’s cock rub up against the plug through his walls and filling him more than he thinks he can take] VIKTOR: Ah—oh gods, Jayce— [Viktor bites down onto the blankets with a groan] [Overcome, Jayce presses his teeth into the back of Viktor’s neck and holds him down by the chain that binds his hands, thrusting up into Viktor with enough momentum to jolt him.] [Viktor tugs against the restraint of the cuffs as he squirms against the hard thrusts, moaning with each, being pushed further up the bed] VIKTOR: [Muffled] Ngh—ah!—J-Jayce, sir, p-please—ah! JAYCE: Don't cum. Don't. You're not allowed- ah, fuck, your grip, mh— [Jayce releases all holds on Viktor so he can put both on Viktor’s hips. He sits back on his legs, pulling Viktor into his lap and fucking Viktor on to himself. Viktor weighs nothing in his arms, and Jayce moves him like he's a sex toy] [Viktor tucks his bound arms against his own chest and whimpers at the order, his thighs trembling and fighting against the heat curling in his core at the intensity of the new angle] VIKTOR: Ah—s-so deep—p-please, please cum in me—ah! JAYCE: F-fuck, you fighting it? How badly you want to cum? [Jayce digs his fingers into Viktor’s thighs, pressing them in until they're guaranteed to bruise] VIKTOR: Ja-ayce—n-need to come, I-I—p-please—come in me— [A tear drips down Viktor's cheek beyond the blindfold with how much he's struggling to hold back] [Jayce thrusts harder, faster] JAYCE: Take it, fuck, take it- h-hah, God, Viktor, you're perfect, mm— [Viktor moans loudly, squeezing his shaking thighs as far as they can go and squeezing Jayce harder, bearing the tide and taking everything Jayce is giving him, reduced to babbling pleas as more tears drip down and wet his lips] JAYCE: God, Viktor, Viktor— [Jayce's thrusts stutter and he slams in a handful of solid, hard thrusts until his hips are press flush to Viktor’s, getting as deep as he can before he cums] [Viktor tenses up, between how deep Jayce is and the press of the plug he can't hold back anymore, jolted suddenly over the edge, he cries out as he spills over] VIKTOR: [He pants through tears, dizzy with how hard he came, slumping back against Jayce] S-sorry—sir, I, mn— JAYCE: Shh... [Jayce kisses Viktor between his shoulders, then rests his lips there] JAYCE: Don't be sorry. You did good. You earned it. JAYCE: But you only get one more of those tonight.