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Jayce chuckled to himself as he carefully used a pin to poke several holes in each of his condoms. The pin was so thin it was almost invisible to the naked eye. He scrupulously brought the sharpened tip to the condom without opening the package, pressing it in and pausing before the pin broke through the foil on the other side.
Every time Jayce felt certain the condom was successfully compromised, he added one more microscopic hole just to be sure. Maybe it was overkill but he wanted to be absolutely sure that there was ample enough space for his seed to leak through.
Jayce set the pin aside in a private, ornate holding box and slipped it back into his desk, all the way in the back so that his lab partner would never have cause to find it. He ran his thumb over the surface of the condom and couldn’t contain the dark smile that crossed his lips. It was perfect. Unless someone put the condom under the magnifying glass, no one would ever believe that it had been tampered with. Jayce felt a surge of heat in his groin at the thought.
Jayce slipped the condom inside the back pocket of his tailored pants and stood up from his desk, turning off the lamp. He looked at the clock. It was just past seven in the evening. The Hextech social would be gearing up now, and it was the perfect time for him to make his fashionably late entrance. Viktor had left a note telling him that he’d meet him there.
Jayce adjusted his necktie in the mirror, turning his head slowly to catch his appearance in the light. The soft silk felt expensive against his fingers, and it perfectly matched the dark red shoulder pads bearing the Talis family crest. He practiced his smile in the mirror again—trying to appear charming, approachable, and a little bit vulnerable around the eyes.
He narrowed his eyes when the smile looked wrong. If he smiled too wide, it looked predatory. Too slow, it seemed calculated. Jayce settled on a soft, lopsided grin that reached his eyes just enough that it would put people at the party at ease. It was the kind of smile that made people think they knew him when they didn’t.
When Jayce was satisfied with his performance, he locked up their laboratory and whistled on his way out of the academy. He decided to walk to the gathering place to take in the cool night air. It didn’t take longer than twenty minutes for him to arrive in the upper, wealthy part of the city. He slowly jogged up the stairs of an imposing building and took an elevator up to the top floor viewpoint where the exclusive Hextech party was taking place.
While he was officially attending in the capacity of Hextech founder, he had other things on his mind that night than ingratiating himself with the Piltovan elite. The heavy oak doors swung open and released a din of sound as Jayce entered the party, late but the man of the hour. A cacophony of tinkling crystal and manicured laughter washed over him, and he quickly found himself grabbed by the arm and tugged into conversations with strangers.
The air was thick with expensive perfume and cigar smoke. All around him, figures vied for his attention and moved in a daze of indulgence—women in shimming gowns and men in sharp tailored suits. Jayce’s eyes surveyed the room in search of the one person he wanted to see.
In the corner of the bar, with three empty glasses in front of him, sat his partner. Viktor. Cheek in hand and looking absolutely miserable to be there. Jayce’s eyes narrowed in on Viktor’s waist coat, his tapered waist leading to his dark grey trousers. He had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his long fingers were playing with the stem of his wineglass.
Jayce could tell he was drunk from all the way over here. He burned with the desire to go over to him but allowed himself to be passed around and prodded like a celebrity before eventually excusing himself with a quiet smile with a promise to return soon.
Jayce wandered across the party and cozied up to Viktor’s side, resting a hand on his shoulder. Viktor jumped at the sudden contact but relaxed when he saw that it was just Jayce.
Cheeks flushed, Viktor said, “Oh, it’s you. I was looking for you earlier. You were late,” Viktor pouted, voice slurring a bit from the alcohol. When Viktor was tipsy like this, his accent got thicker. Jayce rubbed his thumb over Viktor’s shoulder and smiled, endeared.
“I had to finish up a few things at the lab. Sorry to leave you to the wolves. I see you got started without me though,” he inclined his head towards the drinks in front of Viktor.
Viktor hiccuped and his cheeks reddened even more like he was embarrassed.
“Do you want one more?” Jayce asked. He was already getting out his wallet to pay for another drink.
The bartender looked dazzled by taking Jayce’s drink order and he quickly brought over the cocktail. Jayce slid it in front of Viktor and tilted his chin down to encourage Viktor to drink it. Viktor, ever agreeable in social situations, drank it down in fast swallows. Jayce’s eyes lingered on his lips wrapped around the glass rim.
The condom in his back pocket felt heavy as he waited for the alcohol to take effect. It wasn’t long before Viktor was leaning his head on Jayce’s abdomen. Jayce stepped behind Viktor and wrapped his arms around his middle to help keep him upright on the barstool. It wasn’t even nine yet and he was already sloshed.
“Do you want to go home?” Jayce asked him quietly. He lowered his head down to Viktor’s ear to speak right against his ear. “I already gave our best to everybody. They won’t miss us if we’re gone.”
Viktor angled his body around in Jayce’s arms and looked up at him with hazy eyes. He bit his lip and nodded dolefully. Jayce found it hard to resist leaning in and kissing him. But soon.
Jayce helped Viktor off the barstool and walked him out of the party. There were a few disappointed faces watching them leave but no one interrupted the two Hextech partners on their way out. Jayce took the elevator back down and called a cab to take them back to Viktor’s apartment.
During the ride, Viktor rested his head on Jayce’s shoulder. Jayce put his hand on his own thigh palm up and sure enough, Viktor’s hand covered his. Jayce intertwined their fingers together and brought Viktor’s hand up to his mouth to kiss it. Viktor was an affectionate drunk. It made Jayce want to take advantage.
The rest of the ride passed uneventfully. Jayce paid the driver with a generous tip and held Viktor by the waist as they made their way up to his apartment. Viktor was so drunk he couldn’t finagle his keys out of his pocket, so Jayced reached in and pulled them out. Keying into the apartment, Jayce felt comforted by the familiar smell of Viktor. He stepped out of his shoes and helped Viktor do the same before turning on a few lights.
Viktor tripped over a pile of books and Jayce chuckled, picking him up in his arms. He carried Viktor into his bedroom where he plopped him down on the bed with a, “You, my friend, are very drunk.”
Viktor burst into a fit of uncharacteristic giggles, tossing and turning as he laughed from his gut. Jayce sat on the edge of his bed and watched him with a smile on his face. Three sheets to the wind, Viktor started to fuss with his clothes, trying to pull his vest off. Jayce licked his bottom lip and watched as he struggled out of his tie and waistcoat. He couldn’t figure out his dress shirt and Jayce touched his hands to still them.
“You want help?” he asked. Viktor nodded with a huff.
Jayce carefully unbuttoned the gold buttons on his burgundy shirt one at a time. They slowly revealed the pale expanse of untouched skin underneath. When Jayce spread his shirt open, it revealed Viktor's puffy nipples to the cold air, where they hardened into two pointed tips. Jayce’s cock throbbed in his pants.
His eyes flicked upwards. Viktor was looking at him with a hazy smile. Jayce wanted to bend himself over and get Viktor's nipples in his mouth, suck them inside and tongue them until they were aching. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen Viktor in a state of undress, there had been a lab incident once or twice, but it was the first time he’d seen him shirtless in bed like this.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Viktor slurred. The cocktail was taking its toll.
“Because you’re beautiful,” Jayce replied honestly, looking deep into his eyes.
Viktor’s eyes widened a fraction and he bit his lip. Jayce reached down and brushed his hair from his face, fingertips lightly caressing his cheekbone. Viktor closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. Jayce’s fingers trailed down his face to tickle against his lips. He traced the outline of them, close enough to Viktor that he could count the hairs in his eyebrows. He was unfairly pretty.
“Viktor, I’m gonna have to kiss you,” Jayce told him. Viktor kept his eyes closed and made no move to tell him not to. Jayce took it for the permission it was and gently leaned down to place a soft kiss on his lips.
Viktor exhaled raggedly like he’d been waiting for it for a long time. Jayce smiled and kissed him again, molding their mouths together. Viktor responded with fevered heat. The kiss gradually grew hotter until they were fully embracing one another, Jayce propped over Viktor’s body and Viktor’s arms around his neck. Jayce’s cock was aching just from kissing him.
He pulled away from his mouth and kissed down his neck. His mouth trailed over his soft skin until it met the tip of one nipple. Jayce kissed it softly and then enveloped it in his mouth. He kneaded his chest with his big hands, squeezing it until his flesh came up in a small mountain. Viktor moaned above him and spread his legs as Jayce sucked. Jayce would have never thought Viktor’s nipples were this sensitive.
“All mine,” Jayce growled into his skin. He transferred his mouth to the other side and gave it the same treatment.
Jayce was losing all sense of control. He crammed his hand down the front of Viktor’s pants and slowly began to fondle between his legs. It was warm and wet down there, slick against his fingers. Viktor liked being manhandled by him. His pussy was begging to be touched. Jayce quickly pulled his pants down to his ankles and dropped them onto the floor beside the bed.
Jayce rubbed his fingertips over his clit until Viktor’s thighs were twitching. He didn’t stop sucking and rubbing until Viktor cried out above him and clenched his legs together. Jayce licked his tongue over Viktor’s nipples, staring up at his face while he came. He looked hazy and overwhelmed, clearly not expecting how good it would be to have his best friend touch him.
Jayce stood up from bed and began undressing himself. He unbuttoned his suit jacket and practically ripped his shirt from the seams. He yanked his pants down his legs and stepped out of them before climbing back on the bed between Viktor’s legs. Jayce’s cock was hard and throbbing and it looked mean and red hovering above Viktor.
Jayce grabbed a pillow and stuffed it underneath Viktor’s hips, propping him up like a breeding pillow. His hairy mound glistened with his own slick and Jayce had to resist temptation to get his mouth on it. Next time. For now, he needed to get his cock inside him.
Jayce nestled his way between Viktor’s thighs and was just about to shove in bare when Viktor piped up shrilly, “Put a condom on! I’m not on the pill!” Jayce gritted his teeth and Viktor must have sensed his disappointment because he added, “I’m sorry. Please.”
Jayce sighed. He hated that Viktor wanted a barrier between them. They were partners. Soulmates. He deserved to know what it felt like to be inside him. Jayce was addicted to the thought of cumming in Viktor, of creating life with him. He dreamt about seeing Viktor’s baby bump bent over their lab desk. Why did Viktor want him to wear a condom? Didn’t he know how much Jayce loved him?
Viktor leaned upwards and kissed Jayce placatingly. It was sweet and did the job. Jayce leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed his condom from his back pocket. Viktor watched as he tore it open from the wrapper and slipped it over his turgid cock. He stroked it above Viktor’s pussy and then dipped down to push against him.
Viktor gasped when he felt it and Jayce wasted no time in starting to shove inside. He held Viktor by the hips as he sank his cock into his slick passage. He watched himself disappear inch by inch and grunted as Viktor’s clit swelled and twitched.
Viktor was a slut, put on this world just to tempt Jayce. Make him crazy. Jayce didn’t feel an ounce of guilt as he buried his cock and the defective condom in him. There were enough holes in it that surely some of his seed would seep out and find a home in Viktor’s womb.
Jayce pulled himself out and then slowly sank back inside. Viktor moaned and tilted his hips up. Jayce started pistoning in and out of him, increasing in rhythm and force. His cock made wet squelching noises as it worked Viktor’s pussy into a frothy mess. Viktor was so tight around him, it would have been perfect if Jayce would have been able to pull the condom off and sink in him bare.
Jayce fucked into Viktor until he was a writhing mess beneath him. Viktor moaned “Ah, mmm, good” again and again, completely unaware that Jayce was going to have his way no matter what.
Jayce’s balls slapped against Viktor as he started to fuck him with all his strength. His thumbs almost touched from where he had his hands wrapped around his narrow waist. Viktor’s face was open and honest and Jayce could see in him that he might not want a baby but he would love Jayce’s all the same.
Jayce grunted and fucked into Viktor until he couldn’t hold out any longer. He brought his thumb down to Viktor’s clit and rubbed him in harsh movements until Viktor started to tighten around him. With one last thrust, he buried himself all the way into the hilt and growled as he unleashed a torrent of cum.
Viktor cried out and his walls squeezed as he came. Jayce could feel his cum ballooning out the condom and he prayed that some of it would escape through the holes. He planted his cock right against his cervix and unloaded, holding him still as his cock pumped. If Viktor were just a little more drunk, he might have removed the condom and slipped back inside to seed him the right way.
Jayce grunted and clawed into Viktor’s hips. He made a soft rocking motion with his hips to help the cum escape the condom. Jayce didn’t let up until he had rid himself of all the remaining seed in his sheath. Viktor was so far gone that he didn’t seem to mind that Jayce took forever to pull out of him. If he felt any warmth trickling into him, he didn’t say anything.
Jayce collapsed on top of Viktor who smiled up at him in groggy appreciation. Jayce turned his head and kissed him. Jayce didn’t pull out and soon enough Viktor’s orgasm combined with the alcohol put him to sleep. Jayce covered them both with the blanket and snuggled into him, content.
If he slipped his condom off halfway through the night and sank back inside to warm his semen-coated cock, well, that was for Jayce to know.