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“It's perfect. Fit, looks, aesthetic…” Jayce trailed off as he beamed at his reflection. He tilted his head from side to side, admiring the thick maroon collar that was buckled snugly around his throat. The belt loops shined a pretty pristine gold, and the entire thing appeared as if it was crafted especially for him.
“Perfect cause you picked it out, my love.” Jayce's smile softened slightly as Viktor approached him from behind. Viktor slid his hands around Jayce's abdomen, fully hugging his waist from behind as he kissed the back of his neck.
“Are you ready?” Viktor huffed at the soft spot beneath Jayce's right ear and smiled with delight as he felt him shiver.
“Of course.” Jayce turns, hardly breaking contact as he does a full one-eighty to pull Viktor into a deep kiss. Viktor's hands traveled up the length of Jayce's torso, his hands sweeping the perfectly pressed fabric of his councilman coat, before landing on the collar. He slipped two fingers beneath the leather.
“Too tight?” He cocked his head slightly.
“Nope, all good.” Jayce then felt a shiver run through his spine as Viktor looked at him in the eyes with… that look.
“Remind me again, what to do, in the event you need to stop, or I'm making you uncomfortable.” Viktor maintained the intense eye contact as he reached back down to hold Jayce's hands.
“Green, yellow, and red. Hextech if I need a full stop. Taps on your inner thighs left, right, then left again if my mouth happens to be busy.” The air was briefly professional, but both of them were used to it.
“Oh, your mouth is definitely going to be… occupied.” Viktor smirked with an almost evil grin that sent a chill down Jayce's spine.
“Once I put this leash on, it begins.” Viktor's tone drops, a thick, deep groan leaving his lips as he admires Jayce's collar once again. “Gorgeous.”
“I'm ready, my love.” Jayce pressed a gentle kiss to Viktor's neck as he leaned down, settling on his knees before him and baring his neck with pride.
“There's my dear.” Viktor bends down carefully and pulls the latch on the hook of the matching red leather leash and securing it around the largest gold hoop on Jayce's collar. He shook it twice to ensure the connection was secure before feeding the cool leather through his fingers, walking backwards to sit gently in a satin armchair. He sat his cane up against the side, ensuring it was balanced and within reach.
“So pretty, my little toy.” Viktor spread his legs as he sank in his chair just a bit. Jayce bowed his head slightly. “Could stare at you all day, like a beautifully hung work of art.”
Jayce fidgeted in place a bit, the piercing gaze of Viktor's golden eyes boring holes in various parts of his body. Even though he was partially clothed, he felt naked at this very moment.
“Hmm…” Viktor tugged on his leash, a harsher pull that drew Jayce up from his seated position down to his hands and knees.
“C'mon, pet. Crawl to me. Slowly. Come show me how badly you want me.” Viktor outright growled.
Jayce shuddered with a whine as he moved carefully and shakily towards Viktor, closing the gap between them. He wanted desperately to climb onto Viktor's lap, paw at him, touch him all over, but he was not in the mood for a punishment. Jayce sat back as he looked up at his love through wet lashes.
“P-please…” Jayce whimpered softly, hardly a whisper breaking the silence of the room.
“Did I say you could speak?” Viktor scowled. “If you want it so badly, you know where to find it. Fetch it for me, won't you?” Viktor's tone had shifted from sweet and loving to bitter and biting, Jayce found both to be incredibly arousing.
“Make sure to show me that pretty ass of yours on your way.” Jayce fell back down to his hands and knees almost overdramatically as he turned tail and trotted slowly away from Viktor towards their toy chest; he made sure to sway his ass a bit as he moved.
Their toy collection was in a fairly unassuming wooden storage chest settled against the foot of their bed. It had been left conveniently open so that exactly what Jayce wanted was right on top. However, when he sat up on his knees to reach in, he felt a hard tug on his leash.
“Down, boy. Good dogs use their mouths.” Viktor scoffed, a light chuckle leaving his lips as he watched Jayce stick his head in the box.
He retrieved a thick pink and green toy that had a plastic tube running out from the base and wrapped around the shaft; at the end of the tube there was an already filled hand-sized syringe. It was certainly a mouthful but he was able to manage fitting the whole setup in his mouth before crawling back to his love with a desperate shake.
“Mmm… Good.” Viktor smirked, holding his hand beneath Jayce's chin and taking the toy in hand. He set it on his clothed lap before leaning forward to stick the thick leather of the leash into Jayce's open mouth.
“Hold this for me while I set my cock in place for you. Don't you dare drool on it.” Viktor sat back and Jayce watched with rapt attention as his partner undid the belts and loops of his strap to set the toy cock in place. He was taking his sweet time, his eyes glancing up to give Jayce just an ounce of attention before looking back down at his work.
“Hnnm…” Jayce whined around the leather between his teeth.
“Gods. So impatient.” Viktor tugged on his cock a few times before pulling the leash from Jayce's mouth with a snap of his wrist.
“Come, then. You won't be able to beg or whine when you're choking on my cock.” Viktor spat, pulling the leash with one hand and his pet's hair with the other and leading him right up to the tip of the toy. Jayce gulped, staring at the head before looking up desperately at Viktor's uninterested face.
“Are you waiting for something?”
Jayce then curiously licked the tip before sliding it right past his lips. Luckily, he didn't have to worry too much about his teeth. The silicone was shockingly cold compared to when he usually gave his love head, feeling almost lifeless contrasted against Viktor's hot cunt. His eyes slowly closed, attempting to--
“Don't you dare take your eyes off me.” Viktor huffed. Jayce's eyes shot open and strained to keep his gaze transfixed on his love. He sank down deeper as Viktor's hand pushed him down further; he felt that unfamiliar tickle in the back of his throat as he adjusted.
“You look beautiful sucking cock, by the way. It's like those lips of yours were made to do so.” Viktor’s fingers twisted in the hair on Jayce's scalp before pulling and pushing his head up and down on the toy at a faster pace. He then reached over for the plastic syringe and gave it a light squeeze to pump a small amount into Jayce's mouth.
“Take your mouth off. Show me the mess.” Jayce slid off Viktor's cock with a wet whine as the come lube fell from his tongue onto it. He could feel the blush of shame and arousal coat his face.
“Gods.” Viktor swiped his thumb against Jayce's chin before tugging on the leash upwards.
“Think you're wet enough for me?” He encouraged Jayce’s body upwards, sitting him up. “You may speak.”
“Yes! Yes, gods I’ve been so good for you, please, I need it!” The words fell seamlessly from Jayce’s soaking lips, pouring as if they’d been fighting their way out; his hands pawed desperately at Viktor's pant legs.
“Come on then.” Viktor tugged on the leash once more.
Jayce took no time to climb onto Viktor's lap, desperate but careful to put his knees to his love's sides to avoid putting too much weight upon his legs. He sat up, trembling, waiting for permission to sink down on the now wet and warm toy.
“Sit.” Viktor commanded.
Jayce felt the toy press against his entrance and he sank down slowly on it until he bottomed out, his hips now fully pressed against Viktor's. He let out a shallow, shaky breath.
“Good boy.” He smirked, looping a free finger around the biggest loop of Jayce's collar and pulling him in for a biting kiss. Jayce's hands stayed achingly by his sides as he allowed Viktor to take what he wanted.
“So pretty… You may move. I want to see you fall apart.” He grunted against his pet's lips. Jayce began to thrust his hips up and down with a rhythm he wished was faster and set by Viktor himself; he'll take what he can get.
“Go--ah…” Jayce was struggling to keep as nonverbal as he could, he didn't want this to end, and he certainly didn't want Viktor to be upset.
“You can speak freely, my darling.” Viktor's face was covered in a gorgeous blush as he watched Jayce fall apart beautifully for him.
“Viktor, Viktor, I need, fuck, I need--” Jayce's hips stuttered as he bit his lip.
“What do you need?” Viktor cocked his head softly.
“Y-You, I need you, I need your hands on me, I need you to kiss me and love me and--” Jayce was cut off as Viktor pulled him in for another sweet kiss. He whined into it, thrusting his hips faster. Viktor released the leash and collar in favor of cradling Jayce's sweaty face, brushing the hair that was stuck to his forehead back.
“Please, gods--” Jayce mumbled into the kiss.
“You want me to come inside you?” Viktor smirked once again, accenting it with another kiss.
“Please? Please come inside me, I want it so bad, please? ” Jayce was truly out of his mind now, the only thoughts plaguing his brain at the moment were pleasure and the love of his life knowing exactly how to treat him. He was in pure bliss.
“Of course. Good boys get treats.” With one hand, he moved to the tube sitting between them and pushed the plunger down, watching as the come lube left it and into the small tube before disappearing between Jayce's legs.
“Mmhf-- Fuck, more…” Jayce begged, his hands still having an iron grip on the chair holding them both up.
“Want me to touch y--”
“Yes! Yes! ” Jayce felt full and satisfied as Viktor's deft fingers slipped between them and rubbed against his sensitive cunt, moving in quick circles that matched Jayce's rhythm.
“C-Can I come? Please? I've been so good I've--” Jayce was cut off from another kiss, a sign that he was good to go. Viktor looked down briefly to see that the tube had now emptied entirely inside Jayce, he then felt his own arousal ache.
“Of course, love. You've been such a good boy for me. Come on my cock, feel how good my come feels deep inside you.” Viktor smiles brightly.
“I, ah-- ah, Vikt-- fuck!” Jayce finally felt that rush, that wave of relief that crashed through his body like an ocean wave; all the tension and buildup around not only the treatment but how fucking full he was had overwhelmed him to the point past words. He whined and shook as he felt the come lube begin to leak out of him onto Viktor's trousers. He couldn't care less, fuck the mess, fuck the punishment, he was going to ride this high for as long as he could.
Once he began to cool down, to resume control of his faculties, he felt that blush on his face burn brighter as the filling he'd been given was still pouring out of him. It felt good, good to release, but it was also very slightly upsetting to know that this moment was over.
“My good darling.” Viktor kissed Jayce's nose, earning him a laugh from Jayce. He looked down at the now empty syringe.
“Damn, I took all that?” Jayce huffed a laugh.
“Like a good boy should.” Viktor smiles.
“How's about a bath?”