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Jayce stumbled through the community, his corrupted hammer dragging across the ground behind him, pushing bushels of fruit and bags of grain over as he went.
He stopped in front of the giant golden orb, staring into the dark archway as Viktor stepped outside. Viktor’s jaw fell open as he fully took Jayce’s form in, “Jayce… You’re alive…” He breathed, stumbling forward slightly.
Some of his followers looked to Viktor quickly, a few rushing over, “I’m fine…” Viktor murmured with a wave. He looked at Jayce, only to be met with his wide, brown eyes, “Viktor… What-” Jayce flinched as his vision warped. The people around him turned into the same abominations he’d fought in that other universe…
Jayce tightened his grip on his hammer, “I can see what you’re doing, Viktor… You need to stop while you’re ahead…” He called out. Viktor’s brow furrowed.
Stop? Why should he stop what he and Jayce were trying to build? “Stop while I am ahead? But, Jayce, this is what we were fighting for… Our goal…” Viktor said softly.
He slowly approached Jayce, extending a hand, “Please, Jayce… Let me show you everything I have accomplished in our time apart…” Viktor said softly.
Jayce could only stare on in horror, looking at Viktor’s purple hand, tracing the metal swirls with his eyes. This wasn’t Viktor… Not all of it anyway…
Jayce picked up his hammer, “Viktor… I don’t know how much of you is left inside that… Metal husk… But if there’s a chance… an inkling… Something that would tell me you’re still you…” Jayce pleaded, watching Viktor closely.
Viktor stood there for a moment, “You believe I am not who I was. That is true, I have changed physically, evolved, since we spoke last, but I have not changed in my mind and opinion.”
Jayce still held his hammer up, aimed at Viktor, “Prove it.” He said after a moment, still not activating his hammer. Viktor was taken aback. Prove it? “Show me… Show me that… You’re still my Viktor…” Jayce finished, his arms wobbling as he dropped the hammer and looked at the ground in defeat.
Viktor had never seen Jayce so… Broken…
He could fix him.
A hand on Jayce’s shoulder made him jump and turn, immediately met with Viktor’s gaze. His Viktor… Jayce nearly melted, letting go of his hammer so he could pull Viktor to his chest, “I… I thought I lost you… I thought I…” Jayce whimpered.
He was trembling… Viktor didn’t know how to react. This warmth that he’d been depriving himself of for weeks was now here between them, “Jayce-” Viktor mumbled meekly.
Jayce pulled away just enough to look at Viktor and was overtaken by Viktor’s beauty, too stunned to speak. Viktor blinked a few times, moving forward slightly, hesitating, before leaning in to kiss Jayce. It was slow and hot, stoking the fire Jayce had sworn burnt out…
Jayce was quick to return the kiss, tilting Viktor’s head up and to the side to deepen the kiss, his hand slowly coming up to hold onto Viktor’s chin. The kiss was desperate, filled with a need that had built up over the past few years that neither man wanted to admit.
Viktor pulled away with a dazed expression, his eyes fluttering closed, “How I’ve missed this… Being… Held…” Viktor murmured. Jayce sighed softly and leaned in close to nudge Jayce’s ear with his nose, “I missed you…” Jayce whispered just for Viktor to hear.
Viktor shuddered, his breath picking up, “Jayce…” Viktor pressed his face into Jayce’s chest, appreciating the firm, plush feeling of his chest. He slowly wrapped his arms around Jayce, “The greenhouse… We’ll be alone there…” Viktor looked up from Jayce’s chest, not bothering to pull his head away, “I promise…”
Jayce inhaled sharply, taking a half step forward before remembering his hammer. Viktor noticed his hesitation, “Don’t worry…” Viktor slowly slid his hands into Jayce’s, “I’ll have it taken care of…” Viktor reassured.
They nearly ran to the greenhouse; Jayce’s hands slid up and down Viktor’s hips, one sliding between his legs.
Jayce’s hand slid over his smooth, metallic form when they finally stepped inside, his brow furrowing when he was only met with a smooth surface. Jayce’s lips parted, “What… Where…” Viktor looked away bashfully, “It’s… Not there anymore…” Viktor mumbled.
Jayce’s face dropped. “What?” he took a step back quickly, raising his hands. Something in Viktor’s chest lurched. “All is not lost, Jayce,” Viktor said quickly, lifting a hand and closing his eyes.
His palm glowed softly, an object forming within minutes. Newly formed leather straps flopped over the side of Viktor’s hand, a light purple prosthetic cock sitting on top.
Jayce stared at it, more amazed that Viktor could materialize things. “Is that… A strap…?” Jayce blushed. Viktor bit his bottom lip, nodding slightly, “The very same one we used so long ago… With a few alterations, of course…” Viktor explained.
Jayce swallowed hard, picking up the strap with careful hands, “So… You want to…” Jayce didn’t finish his sentence, biting his bottom lip.
Viktor slowly pulled his robe open, letting the fabric fall to the floor with a soft thump; Jayce watched, his mouth starting to water, “Wow… You look…” Jayce let his arms fall to his sides.
Viktor took a small step forward, taking the strap from Jayce. “Don’t be afraid, Jayce-” Viktor didn’t get to finish his sentence. Jayce wouldn’t let him.
Jayce kissed Viktor passionately, his hands sliding under his thighs and lifting him off the ground, making Viktor gasp softly. Jayce pressed Viktor against the wall roughly, panting like an animal, “On the bench-” Viktor gasped. Jayce didn’t move in favor of kissing Viktor deeply, deliberately ignoring him…
Viktor loved it.
He craved it.
Jayce pulled Viktor to his chest, sliding his hands to where Viktor’s ass was, only to find smooth metal and sharp angles. Jayce pulled away slightly, reeling from the lack of human anatomy.
Viktor grabbed Jayce’s chin, making his vision distort again, Viktor’s face flickering in and out with a different version of Viktor Jayce couldn’t recognize.
Jayce flinched, closing his eyes tightly and nearly dropping Viktor, “Agh- Jayce-” Viktor yelped as he grabbed onto Jayce’s shoulders.
Jayce brought a hand to his forehead, placing Viktor on the ground and turning around, “N-No… I… This isn’t…” Jayce stumbled to a bench. Viktor’s brow furrowed as he watched Jayce sit down, “Jayce… Are you alright?” He sounded worried… But was it even real…?
Viktor slowly walked over, picking up his blue robe on the way. Jayce flinched again when the robe surrounded him, the blue fabric was soft and oddly familiar… Jayce looked at the robe again.
“This is my blanket… From my room,” Jayce said as the realization slowly dawned on him. Viktor blushed slightly, “It is the one you gave me the day I left…” Viktor mumbled, sitting next to Jayce.
Jayce looked at the blanket. His blanket. Viktor had been wearing his blanket… it felt strangely intimate; The fabric between his fingers, “It’s been so long…” Jayce said softly, slowly looking at Viktor, “I don’t know if we can do this…” Jayce murmured.
Viktor rubbed Jayce’s back, the larger man sighing and leaning forward, “I don’t quite understand what you mean, Jayce…” Viktor said softly.
Jayce looked up and stopped again. Viktor was a vision. His hair framed his face, hiding the metallic purple on his cheeks. Jayce was at a loss for words.
He wanted to tell Viktor everything, and this might’ve been his only chance to do something better than trying to end him, “It… It isn't right, Viktor… What you're doing to these… These people…” Jayce murmured.
Viktor looked to the spiral window, watching some of his people walk by, “I am building a community for those in need-” “-You’re killing them.” Jayce said sudenly. Viktor froze up. Why was Jayce telling him this? Viktor shook his head, “No… You don’t understand… I…” Viktor brought a hand to his forehead, his breath short and fast.
Jayce pulled Viktor to his chest again, burying his nose in the crook of Viktor's neck. Jayce's hands brought Viktor back to the present, “Jayce…” Viktor started but bit his tongue. Jayce brought his hands to Viktor’s face, cressing his cheeks, “You have to believe me, Viktor… Trust me… Please…”
Viktor blinked a few times, turning to kiss Jayce’s hand, “Alright… I trust you…” Viktor whispered, leaning in slightly. Jayce kissed Vikor again, this time meeting in the middle.
The kiss was slow and full of need, both men trying to convey how they felt through their lips. Viktor pressed himself to Jayce, making the larger man sigh and hold onto his waist, and when he was sure Jayce didn’t see him, Viktor picked up the strap.
Jayce pulled away, looking at Viktor with blown pupils, “Are you ready, Jayce…?” Viktor whispered, sliding his legs through the strap harness. Warm hands helped ease Viktor into the strap, caressing his hips and stomach, “I am… Fuck… I definately am…” Jayce whispered. He was completely devoted to Viktor…
They both adjusted their positions on the bench, Jayce laying on his back and Viktor between his legs; Viktor slowly pushed Jayce’s shirt up, biting his bottom lip as he took in the curled hair there. Jayce sighed softly, watching Vkitor’s hand, “You like it?” he huffed, rolling his hips up once.
Viktor pulled at some of the hairs, enjoying the way Jayce twitched, “Yes…” Viktor murmured, sliding a hand to one of his nipples. Jayce’s breath hitched, one of his hands grabbing onto Viktor’s wrist, “No. I won’t last…” Jayce said quickly.
Viktor hummed, shaking his head gently, “Jayce… I’m afraid you can’t use your hands…” Viktor said sweetly, leaning down to bring Jayce’s wrists together.
Jayce blinked a few times, not fully registering the thick rope around his wrists until he couldn’t move his arms, “What are- Viktor? What is this?” Jayce pulled against the rope. Viktor smiled playfully, “Don’t worry, Jayce, I won’t be too rough...”
Viktor leaned back, pulling Jayce’s pants and underwear off. Jayce’s cock flopped down onto his stomach, twitching slightly, “Look… You’re already so excited…” Viktor said softly.
He held Jayce in his hand, slowly stroking him, “Do you like this…?” Viktor whispered into Jayce’s ear, kissing his neck. Jayce shuddered and moaned softly, “Viktor-” Jacye mewled, arching his back fully when Viktor licked and sucked at one of his nipples.
Jayce’s breath was heavy, his pupils dilated, and his cock leaking. “Viktor~ Please-” he begged, trying to hold in his release for as long as he could. Viktor only smiled, letting his teeth scrape Jayce's nipple lightly, humming when his body jerked beneath him.
Jayce let out a pathetic whine, releasing with a soft grunt. Viktor kissed Jayce's chest lovingly, slowly pressing the prosthetic into Jayce. The air got knocked out of Jayce as Viktor fully buried himself inside.
Viktor sighed shakily, holding onto Jayce's hips as he made a slow pace. Jayce pressed his forehead to his upper arm, panting heavily as Viktor pegged him, “Gh- Good boy-” Viktor muttered tensely. The affection wasn't lost on Jayce…
Jayce's body jolted again when Viktor hit his prostate at just the right angle. “Ah- Viktor~ Right- mmh~” Jayce writhed under Viktor, his legs shaking wildly. Viktor smiled through his own panting, the vibrations of his rhythm pulling at an invisible bowstring inside him.
Viktor only has to thrust a few more times before Jayce came again, hitting Viktor's chest. They stayed there for a moment, panting and staring, before Viktor leaned down to kiss Jayce.
Viktor's nimble fingers untied the rope around his wrists, massaging the red skin there. Jayce brought his arms around Viktor, sliding his tongue into Viktor's mouth.
Neither pulled away. They were both scared to lose the other…