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Jayce had every right to haul you into his bedroom as soon as the event ended. He wasn't the award-winning, shining star of Piltover anymore but his presence was still very much a statement at any sort of special event. He mingled, albeit begrudgingly, drank, smiled and the entire time, you wouldn't keep your hands off him.
It was lucky he had no speeches to give anymore because your fingers wouldn't leave his body. A hand on his shoulder, tracing down his arm to hold his hand, fingers under his chin to bring him into a kiss in the middle of the event space, teasing hands trailing down his chest, stopping just above his pants where he'd stutter over a word before you ripped your hands away and hooked your arm into his innocently. You did just the same to yourself; your hair brushed back over your shoulders to bare your neck, to bring all attention to the way your dress dipped in the middle, dragging Jayce's hands to sit around your waist, to trace the lines of your body and then leave his side as soon as he started getting handsier, turning to give him a flirty smile.
He tried to get you to leave at one point, pressing his face into the crook of your neck to place hidden kisses as you poured yourself another drink and mumbling, “Baby, please. Can we go?” In which you turned, leaning in close enough to brush your lips together and Jayce whined the slightest bit at the closeness of your bodies and you smiled gently, whispering, “You've got guests.” Your eyes moved to a group of people standing a few feet away, trying their best to avert their gaze yet trying to get Jayce's attention. You grinned at them, wiggling your fingers in a dainty wave and blinking prettily up at Jayce, who's hands gripped your waist tightly. “Later. You've got an hour left.”
You stayed true to your word. After an hour, as soon as goodbyes were strewn out across the hall, Jayce had tugged your arm with a low grumble and you followed.
You giggled being thrust into his bedroom, door slamming behind you as you were pressed against it, your arms automatically throwing over his shoulders. Jayce leaned in to press his lips to yours eagerly. You accepted it, letting him pull you in with an arm around your waist and his lips trailed across your jaw, down to your neck and you sighed.
“You're needy.” You smiled, baring your neck as your eyes fluttered closed for a moment and Jayce just hummed, grumbling, “Your fault.” against your skin and you fought the urge to roll your eyes. You let him have his fun, a hand scratching at the bottom of his hair before you pushed him off with your hands against his chest, walking him back so you no longer had your back to the door. Jayce just followed along, standing like a dog awaiting orders but his hands hesitated, hovering around your waist and you tugged him forward by his tie. He towered over you, you having to look up and meeting Jayce's furrowed brows and needy, hazel eyes. His hands landed on your waist and he dropped his head down, resting against your forehead when you did nothing but brush your hands over his shoulders.
“Please.” He whispered, eyes shutting as you moved a leg in-between Jayce's to press against his front. He let out a shaky breath, fingers tightening around your waist as if he was holding back, waiting for a green light. Teasing, you pressed your thigh harder against his crotch, revelling in the quiet sounds he made and you huffed a laugh when his eyes cracked open to glare down at you. You raised a brow, amused grin on your lips, however you ripped yourself away.
Your hand tugged at his tie, loosening it with your fingers and letting them linger on his chest for a moment. Green light. Instantly, Jayce had taken the initiative to slip your dress off your shoulders. It pooled on the floor and you only had time to undo a few buttons on Jayce's shirt till he'd slowly dropped to his knees, lips pressing against every inch of your now bare skin as he went down. You couldn't help the smile tugging at your lips as you looked down, watching as Jayce’s large hands grabbed around your waist and smoothed over your bare thighs, kisses still being pressed into your stomach, stopping at the hem of your underwear. He didn't move it, instead letting his hands linger just under your ass, squeezing the backs of your thighs and his eyes flickered up to see you already staring at him. His eyes filled with a desperate need to touch, be touched and to worship and the quietest pants fluttered over your skin, warm against your stomach. He didn't voice any of that though; he let you card a hand through his hair and let his chin press against your stomach, barely whispering a quiet, “Please.”
It took all of Jayce pressing kisses further down, over your pair of black underwear for you to nod and sigh, fingers tightening the slightest bit into his hair before you were hauled onto the bed in one swift movement. You squeaked, gasping as your head hit the bed gently and you ever so slightly giggled, pulling yourself onto your elbows when Jayce immediately went to leave needy kisses along the inside of your thighs. His beard lightly tickled against the skin of your thighs when his hands went to hold them open, shuffling himself in-between them and his lips travelled down to your underwear again, something fluttering in your stomach when he pressed a kiss against your clit over the fabric. He glanced up, eyes brimming with desperation and his fingertips played with the hem. He said nothing, but you nodded again and the fabric was pulled down your thighs almost immediately.
You whined as Jayce practically buried his face into your cunt, his hands curling around your thighs to keep them apart. Your hands instantly went to his hair, grabbing the now longer strands as his tongue dragged along your folds, his fingers digging into the meat of your thighs. You slipped in and out of staring down at him and fluttering your eyelids shut with hushed, drawn-out sighs but when you managed to focus for a second, he looked so pretty. On his knees between your thighs, big hands curling around them to hold you in place but eyes so blown wide and pleading, staring up at you as if checking your reactions and you brushed a hand through his hair, out of his face as he lapped at your cunt. Throwing your head back, you let out a pleased moan, legs spreading impossibly wider when Jayce let out a muffled sigh against your heat before dragging his tongue up to press a kiss against your clit. He met your eyes again, eyebrows slanted in need and you let out a breathless, “Like that, baby.”
The praise went straight to Jayce's stomach and down to his cock, and he bent slightly to eagerly mouth at your cunt, desperate to please you.
“So needy.” You sighed, fingers gripping Jayce's dark hair and the man hummed against you, the vibrations sending a pleased jolt through your body and you moaned quietly. He was so good; fingers pushed gently into your thighs, licking and sucking in all the places you urged him to with your pretty whines. You let him indulge in you, feeling yourself drip against his tongue but before you fell back against the bed and let yourself go, you hummed.
“C’mere.” You tugged Jayce up with a grip on his hair, the man whining with need and he pulled his arms around your thighs, desperate to keep his head between them. You huffed, tilting his chin up with a hand on his jaw. You revelled in the state of his lips and chin glistening, pretty eyes blown wide as he stared up at you, his hair between your fingers in a slightly forceful grip. You brushed your thumb over his parted, wet lips, pushing against the plush bottom lip and Jayce whimpered, attempting to lean down in-between your thighs. Instead, you hummed and parted his lips further, pushing your thumb into the heat of his mouth and Jayce took it without being told. Sighing, Jayce closed his lips around your thumb and you smiled, pressing further into his mouth whilst Jayce never took his eyes off of you, silently begging to touch you again.
“Good boy.” You gasped and at that, Jayce practically purred, mind running a million miles an hour purely at the praise. As he clambered up against the bed, your fingers fell from his mouth and you pushed yourself backwards onto the pillows by the end of the bed. Jayce crawled over you, attempting to spread your legs once again but you clicked your tongue with a finger under his chin and with a begrudging sigh, Jayce leaned down to press his lips over your stomach. He trailed kisses across your body, hands resting against your thighs until he reached your chest. He flickered his eyes up to meet your lidded ones, fingertips brushing against your bra to cup your tits as he pressed a kiss to your chest. You brushed a hand through his hair, arching slightly to let him unclasp your bra and as soon as it was off, his mouth attached to your skin. Jayce kissed and sucked at your skin, a sigh leaving your lips when his own hands grabbed your tits to take one of your nipples into his mouth. You let out a quiet whimper when he rolled his tongue around you, fingers tightening in his hair and at the noise, Jayce pushed his hips into the bed, trying to relieve the friction pushing against his slacks.
You caught on from the rustle of fabric, eyes moving from Jayce’s eager mouth against your chest to how he grinded against the sheets, quiet breaths escaping his nose. With a gentle smile and laugh, you tilted his head up by his hair, Jayce following your movements with one last kiss against your tits.
“Up here, big boy.” You grinned and Jayce huffed with a small whine but he eagerly rested on his arms as he pushed himself up to meet your lips. Instantly, your hands were pulling at his shirt, whispering, “Get this off.” and Jayce did as he was told, sitting up to basically rip his shirt off his shoulders, leaning back down to capture your lips with desperate gasps. His hands fumbled with his belt between kisses and as he managed to tug his slacks down, you broke your embrace to reach down between you.
You brushed a dainty hand over his front, over the bulge straining in his boxers as Jayce leaned forward to press his forehead to yours. He exhaled and you took a moment to glance at him, at how he stared down at you with lidded, desperate eyes, his hips slightly bucking against your faint touches, his longer hair hanging over his flushed face, and how his broad chest practically covered your entire body yet he fell slightly lax as soon as you tugged his cock out of its confines. He moaned, shoving his boxers down his legs and throwing them somewhere, his head dropping and you swallowed his pretty noises in another kiss whilst your hand worked gently along his length. He was worked up, even just from pleasing you, his cock heavy in your hand and he tried to thrust into your palm. You sighed in amusement into his mouth, slightly giggling as he panted noisily, trying to chase whatever touch you would give him.
“I've barely touched you,” You gasped against his mouth, Jayce's eyebrows furrowing with a mantra of needy whines when you gently grasped his hard cock, “And you're panting like a dog.”
“Baby, please.” Jayce begged airily, lifting himself up despite how lax his body felt to hold himself above you, bucking his hips so his cock slid against your stomach. It didn't take much convincing, you were practically dripping on the sheets under you and you nodded, letting go of his cock to spread your legs open.
Jayce always fucked with need. Desperation; his own, and others. A need to satisfy and please. Whether it be your legs over his shoulders as he pressed his face into your cunt, your hips slamming into his as you bounced on top of him, or his back to you as you teased his cock with just your hand. He relished the way you'd react, your quiet responses and the louder ones telling him he's doing a good job. He listened well; what you liked best and what had you arching, what had you dropping pretty, breathless moans from your lips and when you vocalised praise.
Even with his cock buried deep inside you, his body towering over your splayed out frame, he listened.
“That's it.” A moan dropped from your parted lips, the heels of your feet digging into the small of his back as his cock stretched you open. He whimpered, louder than your gasping moans, feeling you clench around him as you shifted your hips to meet his. “Fuck.” He breathed out, meeting your pretty eyes and grasping your hip.
“Jayce...” You moaned airly, back slightly arching so your chest pressed against his and your head tipped back with closed eyes, hair splaying out around you. Your hand went into his hair, curling into the dark strands and tugging him towards you and he complied, grunting quietly as he kept his pace, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. He pressed open mouthed kisses along the side of your neck, gasping into your skin whilst his hips pistoned into you and then he groaned as you dropped your head to the side, giving him access to your neck and gripping his hair harder. Jayce bared his teeth in a hiss, rough texture of his beard scratching at your warm skin, his fists balling into the fabric of the pillow under your head, and bit down into your neck. You keened, a stuttered moan catching in your throat and your hips involuntarily bucked to meet Jayce's when his canines gently nipped at your throat, hot pants meeting your equally flustered skin. Jayce revelled at your reaction, a hand moving down to hold your hip down against the bed in order to angle himself better and he pulled away from your neck to your lips instead, catching your quiet gasps.
You sighed against his needy mouth, your palms holding his face gently to tug him back and your eyes fluttered open. “Making me feel so good.” You gasped out, slightly spreading your legs and shifting your hips so his cock would hit a little deeper and Jayce seemed to like it, his head dropping to rest his forehead against yours and his hips stuttered. He moaned lowly, a hand grabbing the headboard to stabilise himself and you grinned, scratching your fingers over his beard and planting another kiss onto his lips.
Jayce moved again, slowly, but hard enough that you jolted a little, your head falling back into the pillow with a loud wail. “Fuck-” Jayce did it again, pulling himself up so he wasn't chest to chest with you anymore and you whined, staring up at him, “Like that. Like that, Jayce.”
He did as he was told, thrusting into you with the same pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin almost rhythmic in the heated space, broken with the sound of Jayce's grunting and your pleased sighs. You felt as though you had him on a leash, tugging it to tell him to speed up and slow down, giving you his devoted obedience like a dog.
Jayce glanced down at where your hips met, focusing, eyebrows knitted together and trying to keep the pace yet you tightened every time you gasped. Humming, you ran your fingers over his forearms, following the lines of his biceps, at how they flexed with every thrust of his hips and your eyes travelled down his body, down his chest and you followed his gaze down to watch as his thick cock thrusted into you uncoordinatedly.
“Look at that, baby.” You mewled, squeezing his bicep and slightly tracing your fingers over to his chest and then back to his face. Jayce turned his head to kiss your wrist, panting through his nose as his pace picked up a little, the feeling of his cock dragging along your walls forcing him to grip your hip hard. You gasped, “Doing so good for me.” Jayce basically melted at the praise; he moaned, shamelessly, thrusts sloppy as he dug his nails into the meat of your thigh to tug you closer, body almost giving out so his fingers tightened around the top of the headboard.
You whimpered, hand holding Jayce's cheek in your palm. “Look at me.” You whispered, bringing your legs up to make space for Jayce to easily thrust into you. He did, slowly, his eyes dazed and dark eyebrows furrowed from pleasure, meeting your lidded ones and you smiled softly- prettily up at him.
“You're so good.” Jayce rasped out, deep and slightly breathless. He pushed your thigh back more, panting down at you.
“Yeah?” You gasped, feeling Jayce pull out to the tip and he nodded against your hand, dropping his head to capture your lips messily and he mumbled a quiet “yeah” against your mouth before pushing back in completely. You cried out, muffled by his lips against yours and your hand fell around his neck, tugging him impossibly close. He slid so easily into you, the thickness a bit of a stretch but it was good, the new angle hitting you perfectly that you felt breathless. Your nails dragged along the expanse of his large back, his frame basically covering yours yet Jayce whimpered against your lips, keening at the burning they left in their wake and slowing his hips. “Please-”
You hummed, tracing patterns against Jayce's back and arching your own to meet his chest, forcing his aching cock impossibly deeper and Jayce's breath stuttered against your cheek, whining into your ear. The hand on your hip forced you against him, your hips flush together and he halted his movements, his cock stilling inside you and you moaned at that, digging your nails into his shoulder blades. You could feel Jayce's heavy breathing against your cheek and neck, the man's eyes screwed shut and you turned to press a kiss to his cheek. “What is it, baby?”
He didn't move, rather he choked out a gasp when you ever so slightly shifted your hips and his fingers on the headboard gripped it so tight his knuckles started to whiten. Jayce let out a strained, shuddered moan when you did it again before he grabbed your hip to stop you, his cock pulsing inside of you and a smile started to pull at your lips when you realised. He's close.
With a quiet huff, you moved to wrap your legs around his waist, the closeness sending Jayce's cock deeper that the both of you moaned against each other. You tapped his bicep, a motion for him to let go of the headboard and as soon as he did, you flipped both of you over by throwing your leg over his waist.
Jayce gasped as his head hit the pillow where your hair once spilled out behind you, his arms scrambling to hold your waist but you pushed him down with a palm against his chest. You panted, trying not to instantly move your hips against him despite his cock filling you so well. You grinned down at him and Jayce furrowed his eyebrows, his chest heaving under your hand, “What are you doing?”
You slowly started to grind against him, ever so slightly lifting your hips with every movement, moaning quietly to yourself and Jayce groaned, head tipping back a little. You did it a few times, Jayce's hand going to grip your thigh and he glanced at you pleadingly through dark eyelashes. He looked so rugged still - cleaned up and trimmed after recent events yet his hair was messy, sprawled behind him and slightly sticking to his forehead, his eyes dark and wild still but glassy with a daze that you were trying to pull out of him.
Your hip movements slowed to a minimum and you leaned down to press your lips up his jaw. “Are you going to cum?” You husked, a teasing lilt in your tone and you could feel the way Jayce's breath hitched and his cock twitched inside you, his hand on your thigh tightening. You didn't get an answer so you lifted your head, nose brushing against his and then you looked down at him, your hair falling around your face, “Hm, Jayce?”
His eyebrows still pinched together, fingers kneading your thigh and he avoided your taunting eyes by moving them down to your waist, his other hand grabbing it and attempting to thrust up into you. “Keep going.” He mumbled, pulling his legs up so he could lift you up his cock and drag you back down. You gasped, moaning and falling forward a little but your eyes shifted into a glare and you sat back up. You trapped Jayce's legs back against the bed with your thighs, holding yourself up with a hand against his chest again and Jayce grumbled, face twisting in frustration. “Do you want to cum or not?” You asked, ripping Jayce's hands from your hips.
Jayce huffed under his breath, staring up at you with annoyance and he thrust his hips up in pure frustration and your brows furrowed. “Don't be a brat.” You hissed, forcing down the high whine threatening to rip from your throat at the feel of his thick cock dragging against your insides.
“I'm not-” Jayce gasped, face dropping and chest heaving. His eyes widened in slight panic, flickering over your face, desperately trying to gauge a reaction, what he could do to change your mind. Your face softened a little, but you tilted your head. “You're not?”
Jayce shook his head, whimpering but his face still pinched in frustration. “I’m not. I'm sorry.”
After meeting your raised brow, a hint of need flickered over his face as his eyebrows slanted in desperation. It was a minor thing, but you knew him too well for it to go unnoticed.
“Be still.” You said, tracing a hand down his chest, revelling at the way he became so lax under you.
After a moment, Jayce nodded. Small, as if he was fighting back hesitation, but he still nodded.
At that, you grabbed his wrists with both of your hands and pinned them above his head against the headboard, now falling face to face with him. Jayce's eyes widened the slightest bit again and you both let out small sighs as his cock shifted in you.
“And keep your hands to yourself.” You let his hands fall back on to the bed, even letting him place them on your thighs and as his eyes trailed down you forced him to look at you with your nails hand against his jaw. “Be good.”
Something about that made Jayce stiffen; his palms curled around where your thighs bent from where you sat on his cock and his breathing shallowed, shoulders slightly relaxing into the bed and you couldn't hide the ghost of a smile on your lips when you raised yourself to sit up in his lap. He nodded, dazed. Got him.
There was a desperate need in Jayce to be seen. To be praised or to show off. To service to the best of his ability. Work, life, sex - no matter the situation, Jayce's need to be good overpowered anything else in his head.
You used it to your advantage. Even now, as you bounced on his cock, the sounds of you moaning to yourself exaggerated in the room, Jayce didn't touch you. His fingers dug into your thighs but that was about as much as he'd move. He stared up at you, chest heaving and quiet whimpery, frustrated breaths and even quieter growls escaping his lips, dark brows sinking in desperation. He could easily overpower you; your delicate frame was barely a weight on top of him yet you met his eyes, your own narrowed and amused but blissed out that Jayce could do nothing but watch. He had to be good.
You rocked your hips, pleasure shooting up your spine now you controlled your own pace and your hand smoothed over his chest to stay there and balance yourself when your own movements started getting messy. Your long hair fell over your face when your head dropped, your eyes closing for a moment with soft whines dropping from your lips and Jayce's thumbs gently rubbed over the skin of your thighs. He didn't move, lidded, dark eyes trailing over your pretty frame. He watched how your shoulders shook slightly every time you dragged yourself along his cock, how your fingers curled against his chest, how you smiled so blissfully when your hips met his as you bottomed out- “So pretty.” Jayce mumbled out loud, unable to stop himself from shifting his hips as you grinded down against him.
You cracked your eyes open, grinning down at him. The hand on his chest travelled down, over his abs and stopped where your body met his and you straightened yourself up, showing yourself off as you leaned back just to tease him. In a blur, Jayce attempted to roam his hands over you, warm hands brushing up your sides and edging just below your chest before you sighed, knocking his hands away.
“Quit it.” You grumbled, letting them fall back to the tops of your thighs and you dropped your own hand to press against his throat. Gently, but enough to warn. Jayce's entire body went lax just at the mere light pressure of your hand around his neck. His head tipped back with a stuttered, loud moan and the noise sent shivers down your spine. He went silent, save for the breathless exhales, his eyes glazing and he did nothing but stare up at you. You let out a shuddered exhale, grinding your hips down, slightly raising them to drag yourself up his cock, your hand still locked softly around his throat and Jayce's chest rose and fell quickly.
You stared back at him, at his basically blank expression as your fingers tightened a bit around his neck. You took the moment to rock yourself back and forth, Jayce's cock twitching inside you and he arched slightly. “You're so easy.” You whispered above him, panting as you pressed your fingertips into his throat. Your movements picked up, slightly slick sounds rising above heavy breathing as you couldn't help but drip around Jayce's thick length. “You're so smart, so commanding. But as soon as I get my hands on you…” Your thumb ran along the side of his throat and your eyes flickered to your dainty hand around it and you could feel his heartbeat stuttering under the pad of your thumb.
Jayce whimpered, brain short-circuiting and he felt himself bucking his hips to meet your languid bounces. You would never understand how Jayce Talis of all people managed to simmer down to such a pathetic state with simply a hand around his throat or the odd praise thrown his way.
His breathing accelerated slightly, “Baby, I-”
“No.” You didn't let him finish, already knowing what he was going to say. He whined quietly, like a dog being scolded, trying to glare up at you but his face twisted sweetly, with so much need that he didn't attempt to open his mouth to argue, especially when you gave his throat another squeeze. Like you said, pathetic.
“Sit up.” You ordered quietly after a moment, your hand leaving his neck and Jayce scrambled to pull himself up against the headboard, his arms circling around your waist to hold you close so you wouldn't slip off of his cock. He moaned lowly into your shoulder, back hitting the headboard and you flung your arms around his neck loosely. You sighed, sinking down fully onto his cock again, rocking your hips gently as Jayce pulled you impossibly close so your tits pressed against his chest, breathing hot and hard into your skin. One of your hands found his hair, running your fingers into it, slightly scratching his scalp as you slowly dragged yourself up and down his length. He was holding back, you could tell by the tightness of his arms around your body and his shuddering pants and twitching of his cock inside you, trying not to release into the heat of your walls.
“Jayce…” You whispered gently, trailing off as your palms went to cup his face and Jayce lifted his head at the motion. His eyes were tired and glassy, expression almost feral with how much force he was using to not disappoint and he blinked slowly up at you. Your lips pulled at the corners in a smile before you captured his lips with your own in a quick kiss. Jayce sighed into your mouth at how your movements in his lap never ceased; the weight of your body, the heat of your chest against his, the spasming of your walls around his cock. You were close too.
“You're so good for me.” You finally finished your thought, mumbling praise against his warm mouth. You whimpered, your hair sticking to your back with the heat radiating off of the two of you and Jayce tried to swallow your noises with eager kisses. Managing to pull back to breathe, your eyes cracked open to glance down at him, a small grin pulling at your lips. “Such a good boy.”
“Baby-”
You cut him off once again in a frenzied, messy kiss, your hips slamming down onto his cock desperately. You mumbled into his mouth, “Cum for me.”
You couldn't help but shriek a little when your entire body was lifted and launched onto your back again. Jayce kept secure arms around your waist, slipping out of you as you fell onto the sheets with a shocked gasp of “Fuck, Jayce!” and almost immediately, he caged your frame with strong arms by your head. You dropped your legs open when Jayce reached down to realign his cock with your awaiting heat, your arms throwing around his broad shoulders. You blinked up at him in shock, but your expression fizzled into one of pleasure when he pushed back in, almost missing having his cock fill you comfortably.
Jayce was instant with his thrusts, slamming back into you with a soft growl, hiking your legs up against his waist and you let out quiet whimpers with every jolt. “Thank you.” Jayce panted, seemingly in response to your permission, but it could've been for anything as his mind was swimming. His hair hung over his face when he dropped his head to glance down between you, watching his cock drag in and out of your pulsing walls with the newfound eagerness of a feral dog.
He panted, fucking into you from tip to base, brain melted into nothing but a quiet daze and he couldn't really think, his only goal to do as he was told. Your palms pulled at his shoulders, before you moved a hand to grip his hair, dragging his head down closer to you and Jayce just let you with a hiss.
You blinked lazily at him before your head tipped back with a pleasurable sigh when he rocked into you, his hands grasping the sheets tighter by your head. “You're…” Your thoughts were shoved to the side for a moment, cutting yourself off with a pitched whine when Jayce lifted your leg to thrust deeper, crude noises of skin slapping filling the room. “You're like a desperate mutt.” You were teasing him with the amused lilt in your tone but the name had him stuttering, hips slamming messy and uncoordinated into yours. He fought back the urge to cum purely from that, instead moaning lowly and dropping to press his nose against your cheek and if you could tell the effect it had, you did nothing but laugh airily.
Jayce groaned, pulling back to just the tip before pushing back in swiftly, repeating the motion when your moaning increased in volume. He was so needy; groans turning into pitchy whines the closer he got to breaking, thrusts getting sloppy and hard, mind fogging with nothing but the need to cum. He felt you clench around him, his cock slamming repeatedly into you as a mantra of desperate pleas fell from his lips. Desperate mutt.
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck-” You arched your back, moans cutting through your cursing and Jayce's arms cut into the space between the small of your back and the bed, pulling you in - “Fuck, baby.” You purred and Jayce dropped his forehead to rest against yours, quiet pants and growls fanning over your face. “Good boy, that's- ah, that's it.”
Jayce twitched at the praise, your words going straight to his dick and he clung onto you. Your fingers brushed through the strands of his hair, your legs dropping open as Jayce continued to pound into you, his rhythm getting sloppier until he whimpered above you.
“Cum for me, baby.” You whispered again, brushing your nose against his and he moaned pathetically against your mouth.
That was all he needed. In one swift movement, he pulled out of you.
His head dropped to your shoulder with a muffled whine as his cock rut against you, gently bumping into your clit and you sighed, hands falling to grip the back of his hair. “There you go, pup.” You brought your legs up to grind your cunt against his dick and the pet name had him scrambling, brain blanking and he loudly moaned as he spilled over your stomach. Jayce cried out, gasping low and heavy in your ears and he couldn't help but dig his canines into the skin of your shoulder whilst he still thrust against you, shooting ropes across your skin.
You let out a high pitched gasp feeling Jayce's teeth sink into you, feeling him cum across your stomach, panting prettily like a dog into your neck and clinging to you as he rode out his high. Your breathing stuttered, your arms flinging around Jayce's back and scratching gently, pressing your hips up one more time to brush your clit against his length before you were also sent over the edge. You arched, Jayce's movements stilling as you grabbed him for support as your legs dropped impossibly wider before snapping shut around his waist when you came with a loud wail. His beard tickled your neck when he lifted his head to kiss gently over the bite marks on your shoulder, leading up to the base of your jaw to help you come down as you exhaled, your grip still tight but loosening as you relaxed into the bed. Your legs fell open again, a hand brushing into Jayce's hair as his lips met your cheek and you turned with a small smile, capturing them with your own. It drowned out the heavy breathing but your bodies pressed together like a furnace, Jayce's much larger frame covering yours entirely.
Jayce whined into the kiss when your fingers pulled gently at his messy hair to drag him from your lips and you just huffed, brushing your nose over his cheek. “You were so good. So good for me, puppy.” You pressed a kiss to his nose before your head fell back into the sheets with a sigh, your hands stroking over Jayce's biceps by your head, glancing up at him to meet his needy brown eyes. Jayce's exhale was shaky from above you at the praise, his eyelids fluttering and a quiet huff left his lips, “That one's new.”
You hummed, “You seemed to like it.” You teased and bared your teeth in a cheeky smile, your chest still rising and falling as you calmed down, “It suits you, anyway. You're so obedient.”
Jayce groaned in whiny embarrassment, unable to stop his hips from bucking but he leant back down to kiss you instead, mainly to shut you up. You giggled and pulled him down completely to lay half on you and half on the bed to kiss him properly, melting into his arms as they cradled around your back, ignoring the fact you still had to clean up and pressing yourself into him affectionately. There was time.