#jt4lis

@jt4lis: ❝ don’t look at me like that. ❞ ⸺ for silco

having yet another genius in the making on his side was doing wonders for his plans for creating a nation of zaun, free from piltover's oppressive control. first, with singed. then with viktor, and now with jayce. two brilliant and bright minds that worked alongside one another, never ceasing to amaze and impress him, and that doesn't come easily with him. they truly went above and beyond and it was rare that he was ever disappointed in their progress. perhaps that seeped into his expression as the words caught him a little off guard before he simply smiles lazily, unbothered.

PROMPTS FROM WICKED

he stays silent and paces in circles around the young man. he can't have been stupid enough to merely WANDER into his shimmer facility...can he ? regardless, the boy seems to be trying to play it off...silco's willing to give him a chance, but he needs to find out if he found his way on purpose or if he's telling the truth...and so he stops. right in front of him, hands behind his back. orange iris staring blankly while his better eye narrows ever so slightly.

@jt4lis : it was unlike him, to be wearing anything like this —— much less purchase it. he isn’t sure why he’d done it, maybe out of curiosity, not only for himself but also leon. his confidence had been less than what it was before his time in the ravine, not quite as fit, losing quite a lot of muscle mass which he was slowly gaining once again, much like the strength in the leg he’d completely shattered the bone in. yet, here he was, laid out on the bed, wearing the lingerie he’d bought —— a lace bralette, panties, accompanied by garter belts and stockings. it was so far out of his comfort zone but it also was something he wanted to try, it didn’t hurt after all, if anything he’d just be mildly humiliated. as he hears the door to the apartment open and close, anxiety suddenly spikes, worried he was making a fool of himself. what if leon didn’t like it ? there isn’t any time to change now or call it off, this was a surprise after all, leon would only find out about it the moment he walked into the bedroom. surely it would be a … nice sight, jayce laid out on the bed, wearing the lingerie, trying not too feel too embarrassed by the entire thing.

after a long day and unable to let him know he'd be home late, leon enters an hour after his usual shift end and, massaging sore shoulders as he went, he glanced around their shared living space, confused. not in the living room or the kitchen, he assumes he's either in the bathroom or the bedroom. with a sigh, he strips off the jacket and heads towards the bedroom regardless of whether he's there or not to change. he wants nothing more than to flop in bed and unwind.

however the sight he's met with stops him in his tracks, lingering in the doorway and hand still clutching the handle. he stares, stunned and speechless, raised brows slowly fading into admiration. damn. that was not a sight he'd thought would look good on jayce but fuck does it look stunning on him. he steps through the doorway and sets the jacket on the door's hook before turning his attention back to jayce.

@jt4lis : guiding   with   a   hand   on   the   back. first touch prompts ; accepting.

it's  one  of  the  few  nights  where  they're  spending  alone  time,  or  at  least  she  is.  jayce  had  invited  @alltimelines  over  and  the  pair  were  hanging  out  in  their  living  room  while  em  had  retired  to  their  room.  a  hot  shower,  a  face  mask,  freshly  painted  nails,  it  was  a  good  night.  fingers  run  through  her  damp  hair  as  she  leaves  her  room,  pulling  her  up  in  a  loose,  low  bun  she  walks  into  the  kitchen  to  find  get  water  before  settling  into  the  night.  she  pays  no  mind  to  the  conversation  off  by  the  couch,  knowing  if  it  was  anything  interesting  jayce  would  tell  her  later.  as  she  leaves  the  kitchen  with  her  freshly  filled  water  bottle  she  pauses,  unsure  who  had  even  made  the  statement.  it  almost  sounded  like  they'd  both  said  it.

“ you  look  like  a  rejected  fruit  roll  up. ”

fingers  desperately  scratch  at  jayce's  back,  trying  to  hold  onto  him  anyway  she  can  a  moves  against  her.  she  didn't  even  know  how  long  they'd  been  here  at  this  point,  or  how  many  times  she'd  cum  for  him.  but  it  had  been  long  enough  that  her  breath  is  haggard,  any  tangible  words  fully  lost  from  her  tongue.  soft  gasps  and  whines  all  that  she  can  get  past  her  lips,  the  sounds  of  their  bodies  colliding  nearly  drowning  her  out  in  the  quiet  of  their  room.

her  body  barely  felt  like  her  own  anymore,  she  felt  like  his.  every  response  belonging  to  him  with  each  wave  of  pleasure  as  he  moves  against  her,  all  the  while  still  having  a  hand  between  them.  his  hand  proving  to  know  her  body  as  well  as  she  knew  his,  gently  sliding  against  her  clit  as  he  moves  within  her.  it's  almost  too  much,  her  body  craving  both  the  relief  of  another  orgasm  as  much  as  a  time  to  catch  her  breath.   “ jayce,  jayce,  jayce  ... ”   she  murmurs,  his  name  falling  like  a  prayer  on  her  lips.

sweat  slick  hands  from  his  shoulders  move  to  tangle  in  his  hair  so  she  can  pull  his  face  from  her  neck  to  her  lips.  holding  his  forehead  against  her  own,  she  breathes  against  his  lips  for  a  moment  before  kissing  him  deeply.  a  desperate  kiss  of  lips  and  tongue  as  she  feels  herself  again  over  the  edge  into  an  orgasm,  moaning  into  his  mouth  and  then  biting  his  lower  lip  with  a  whine.  she  presses  hips  desperately  against  his,  legs  lifting  to  wrap  around  his  to  pull  jayce  flush  against.  in  need  to  have  him  as  close  as  possible,  to  keep  him  inside  her  ...  and  maybe  to  give  herself  a  moment  to  catch  her  breath.