#professor jayce

Professor Jayce Talis, man of progress, creator of hextech along the side of his partner Viktor, and one of the top professors at the Academy, known for his skills in the forge and hextech magic and currently your alpha crush of the entire two years you’ve been at the academy. He’s everything textbook-based an alpha should be, strong, rugged, handsome, caring, passionate, protective, and you may or may not have written a few characters based on him, but…. who needs to know that? You only see him around campus, never having talked to him properly apart from a few polite greetings of acknowledgement. It’s stupid, you know to be so obsessed with a man who probably forgot you exist and would never look at an omega like you. Omega, you hate it, hate being one, you should’ve been born a beta both your parents are betas, but no, the universe screwed you over and here you stand, in the middle of a gathering against the wall invisible to everyone’s eye. You managed to outrun your parent's polite talking with other members of the council and academy, now you lean against the wall, hips and legs aching in these gods-forsaken heels with a glass of horrid champagne in your hand acting like you belong there. You figured you should be safe here for a few hours before you can go home and return to your bed. That is until a hard back runs into you and champagne goes down your front. You gasp at the sudden wetness and coldness down the front of your dress, people turn at the commotion and you want the world to swallow you up. You don’t even realise till a scent hits you that Professor Jayce Talis is the one who ran into you. You also hate that this dress is a very light cream colour.

“Oh fuck” you frown at the sudden words before you notice Professor Talis shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around you to save your modesty.

“I’m so sorry” he says standing in front of you so nobody can see.

“It’s- fine” you manage out.

“Let’s get you out here” he says smiling sheepishly and you nod your brain not quite catching up with the situation. As you exit the party Professor Talis sighs.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t even look where I was going” he says his face ridden with guilt.

“It’s fine, I was blending in with the wall, seemed it worked” you joke and see him break out into a brilliant smile before laughing.

“You were indeed blending” he says and you swear you fall in love with the sound of his laughter.

“I’m so sorry for ruining your dress” he says again his hand rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly the muscles in his arms bulging.

“It’s fine, got me out of the party anyway” You shrug a bit tightening your hold on his jacket his scent enveloping you.

“Do you stay here at the Academy?” He asks and you nod.

“Let me walk you to your room?” He offers a small smile on his face.

“It’s fine really-“You break off going to take his jacket off but he quickly keeps you covered and you flush.

“Right, uh champagne down my now see-through dress” you nod gulping a bit.

“I’ll walk you to your room” he says and you nod not daring to open your mouth as you begin walking. You curse your heels halfway through the walk and stop leaning against the wall kicking them off before bending to grab them. You feel a shoot of pain go up your spine and stifle a curse leaning against the wall before forcing yourself back up.

“Are you ok?” Professor Talis asks worried his eyebrows furrowed.

“Fine, just walking in heels isn’t fun,” you say and he nods offering a small smile before you continue walking.

“Uh, this is me,” you say once you reach your dorm room.

“Right, I’m so sorry again-“ he trails off with a frown and you tell him your name.

“Right, I’m sorry again Miss Y/n,” he says.

“I’ll go get changed and give your jacket back,” you say pulling out your key card.

“Just bring it to me tomorrow, I’ll be in my office most of the morning if you’re free,” he says as he glances down at his watch and you blink in surprise.

“Yeah, that’s fine, I’ll uh wash it for you,” you say.

“You don’t have to” he chuckles.

“It’s got champagne on it, it’s the least I can do” you offer a smile back.

“Alright, goodnight, Miss Y/n, I’m sorry again” he nods his head before walking away leaving you stunned.

You enter your dorm still in shock, you can’t help but bring the jacket to your nose and breathe in his alpha scent that’s covered on it.

“Nope, we don’t do that, that’s weird” you say to yourself shrugging his jacket off and lying it over the small couch you have in your room before going to the attached bathroom to have a shower. As you shower your mind replays the whole situation and you silently hate yourself for everything, blending in on the wall. You dry yourself and get dressed before taking his jacket and you go to your dorm's laundry.

“Do I need to wash it a special way” you mumble to yourself before shrugging and putting it in the washing machine, you put in your detergent before turning the machine on and sighing.

“There you are” you internally groan at the sound of your mother’s voice and heels clicking against the floor.

“You found me” you force a smile.

“I saw what happened with Mr Talis! Are you alright?” She fusses.

“I’m fine mum, just some spilt champagne” you shrug.

“Well, good of him to let you borrow his jacket and save some dignity you have” She smiles and nods and you resist the urge to roll your eyes. According to your mother, writing is not a proper career a ‘young omega such as yourself’ should take, no you should be preparing for being a stay-at-home wife with ten million children running around in a white picket fence.

“Right well, I must head back to the party I see you’re not going to return” She eyes your PJs.

“No Mother I’m not going to return” she nods curtly.

“Well, goodnight,” she says.

“Night mum” you mutter as she walks away the click in her heels echoing the halls. You run a hand down your face and sigh glancing at the timer on the washing machine before heading back to your dorm. You set a timer and lie down in your bed sighing in relief at the tension easing off your hips and legs. You grab a book from your bedside table and begin reading.

Another week of thankfully avoiding your dad. Well till this weekend. You couldn’t leave your bed, half tempted to call the ambulance if it weren’t for cost. It’s getting worse you think, this flare-up of pain throughout your whole body, you feel broken. Your dad had stormed into your room yelling about the housework not being done, he had a party on Friday night, you’re still tired from not sleeping and now this. He drags you out of bed and you see the kitchen and lounge a mess of cans, and pizza boxes, is that… used condoms? Jesus. It makes you gag, you grab a pair of gloves and begin cleaning ignoring every painful move in your body. You managed to do some homework, you looked at the books Professor Viktor asked for and almost died at the price of each textbook.

You’re thankful Monday comes around, you can’t handle another second around your father and the women. Walking to the bus, and then the academy is like walking with a car behind you and you’re pulling it. You collapse in your chair rest your head on the table and wait for the rest of the class to file in before listening. You take notes, well try to, your hand hurts and cramps. God, you feel like crying, how can the body have so much pain throughout it?

When you get to Professor Viktor’s class you stay back to talk with him.

“Can I help you?” He asks his eyes focusing on you.

“I wanted to talk about the textbooks?” You say and he frowns nodding putting the paper in his hands down.

“What about them?” He asks.

“I-“ god you feel stupid, it was expensive to come here you should have money.

“I can’t afford them right now, I’ll need to speak with the principal about setting up an arrangement I just wanted you to be aware I won’t be able to have the material for a while” you explain steeling your nerves. His body shifts his brows furrowing.

“That’s alright” he says and you feel relief in your body.

“Thank you, Professor Viktor, I’ll update you after I speak to the principal” You smile and leave.

You go to the rest of your classes till your last class with Professor Talis.

“Hey got a sec?” As you’re about to leave Professor Talis calls you back. You stay waiting till the students are all filed out trying not to wince. He closes the door and swipes on his phone quickly before leaning against his desk, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

“You doing alright?” He asks and you look to him. His eyes are soft, his posture relaxed.

“Yeah, no I’m fine, just a little tired” you say and you see him sigh but nod as someone at the door knocks. Professor Talis waves his hand and Professor Viktor walks in, closes the door behind him and pulls the blind down on the door.

“Is everything ok?” You ask a little worried as Professor Viktor sits in Professor Talis’s chair.

“Get her chair damn it Jayce” Professor Viktor's voice makes you frown a bit as you watch Talis grab a chair for you to sit down muttering an apology.

“Sit” Professor Viktor orders and you sit a little awkwardly.

“Now, what’s wrong?” Viktor’s eyes narrow onto you and you tense at his golden gaze.

“Viktor” Professor Talis sighs and shakes his head.

“We’re worried sweetheart” he says and you frown at the nickname watching his cheeks turn red and his eyes avoiding yours.

“You’re in pain, it’s clear to see, why aren’t you treating it?” Professor Viktor says and your defences rise.

“I said I’m fine,” you say voice a little firmer. Professor Viktor stands and Professor Talis goes to stop him but is silenced with a glare. Professor Viktor grabs a chair and sits down in front of you your knees touching.

“Stop lying to me,” he says voice lower accent thicker.

“More importantly stop lying to yourself, give me your foot” he nods to your left leg and you frown.

“Can you lift it?” He asks it isn’t accusatory though and something in his eyes flickers.

“Jayce” He adds. Professor Talis comes forward and kneels by you.

“Tell me if I hurt you,” he says softly before you can protest he lifts your foot into the other professor's lap. You wince a bit leaning forward you shake your head letting out a breath and Professor Talis instantly rests it back on the floor.

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry” he says his large warm hand rubbing soothingly on your knee.

“What’s going on?” You say your heart pounding a bit your emotions a little haywire as you breathe a little deeper.

“Something is not right, whether with your pain or at home, but you’re falling behind in classes, I'm not worried about that though ok, we aren’t, but you’re struggling” You stare at his kind eyes almost like a loyal dog. You feel your eyes water and quickly blink them away standing up and apologising quietly as you flee.

Viktor watches you leave his hand tightening around his cane for a moment as he watches your stiff steps. Too hard, too fast, he sighs running a hand through his hair. Jayce looks defeated his eyes on the door. He takes Jayce’s hand and stands, Jayce holding him easily as Jayce finally looks at him.

“She’s in agony,” Jayce says through gritted teeth.

“You know how I am with my pain” Viktor explains. He saw the moment the walls went up, the rigid posture and force of no emotions. Jayce squeezes his hand.

“We shouldn’t even be doing this” he runs a hand through his trimmed hair his jaw set.

“And? When has that ever stopped us?” Viktor smirks slightly making Jayce crack a small smile.

“We’ll get in trouble if we’re caught, and who’s to say she won’t tell the principal about just now?” he says quietly his smile fading again.

“Whatever it is, she’s not diagnosed, she doesn’t take any medication” Viktor says changing the subject.

“And her father, well, from his files he’s a dead beat” Viktor’s jaw clenches knowing the pain a father can cause.

“Maybe we should lay off, it’s not our business” Jayce sighs heavily sitting down in his leather desk chair. Viktor watches his taught muscles and walks over to him.

“Tell me you don’t think about it” Viktor whispers and watches his cheeks darken beautifully.

“Of course I do! I want her safe!” Jayce fights and Viktor can’t help but crack a smirk.

“Not what I meant” he adds and Jayce’s cheeks darken even more.

“I- fine, I do alright I fucking-“ he sighs heavily his fist clenching.

“Tell me” Viktor says watching his eyes snap to his own his breathing a little heavier and Viktor watches his pants tighten.

“Not here,” Jayce says warning.

“Tell me” Viktor repeats and Jayce makes an annoyed noise.

“Fine, I want to bend her over my desk and fuck her till she comes on my dick, then I want to kneel and burry myself in her pussy and taste her and my release together dripping from her” Jayce breathes heavily his pants tightening more while Viktor smirks his own cock stirring.

“I want-“ Jayce groans jaw clenched tightly Viktor thinks his teeth might break.

“I wanna protect her from everything, make sure she’s comfortable, cared for, I don’t want her in pain, I don’t want her to feel the need to sleep at her desk because she’s exhausted, I want her to cry in my arms while I hold her tightly” Jayce’s voice drops an octave his eyes fierce, fists clenched.

“And I can’t do anything about it!” He growls. Viktor steps forward cupping his cheeks in his hands and leaning down. Jayce relaxes sighing as their foreheads rest together.

“She’s not going to open up with a push, and when I do that, she’s gonna break” he explains and Jayce nods.

“And when she does, she’s gonna need you” Jayce relaxes at his words before he leans down and kisses him gently.

“Are you sure V?” Jayce mumbles chasing his lips as he pulls back.

“I’m sure” Viktor whispers.

You think you might pass out. Exhaustion is heavy in your body as you sag against Professor Talis’s body. Your eyes are dry, your nose sniffly and breathing a little harder to do. You want to move so you don’t keep squishing him but you can’t move any of your body, it won’t listen. You hear Professor Viktor on the phone but it’s all hushed tones so you don’t bother to focus and listen. You’ve never sat in a man’s lap before, not like this anyway, Professor Talis is like a solid block of warm, hard muscle and gentle touches. You want to sleep so badly, your eyelids are heavy and your body is exhausted from the breakdown you just had. You partly want to punch Professor Viktor but also you really needed that big cry and to be held for once. You tense a bit in surprise when a slender hand gently cards through your hair before you relax, Professor Viktor’s fingertips trailing over your neck making you shiver in response.

“You’re going home, no more classes” he says final and you tense.

“I can’t go home,” you say.

“Not back that sad excuse of a father you’re not, no you’re coming with me” Professor Viktor says and it takes you a moment to process.

“What?” You frown and lift your head weakly.

“You heard me,” Professor Viktor says.

“What Viktor means” Professor Talis begins giving Professor Viktor a pointed look.

“You’re not safe at home and neglected, we also doubt you have money or anywhere else to stay, so you can stay with us” he finishes and you stare at him like he’s got two heads.

“I can’t,” you say like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. You barely know these men and they’re your professors for god's sake. Professor Viktor says your name sternly and you’re sick of it.

“Stop!” You snap at him and he flinches frowning.

“Stop treating and speaking to me like I’m a goddamn child!” You say and watch as his face falters. You get out of your professor's lap and go to your bag pulling it onto your shoulder. You go to go to the door but your name is called again. The clanking of the cane comes towards you before Professor Viktor stands in front of you.

“It did not intend for you to feel that way,” he says his voice wavering.

“I-“It’s rare to see him not composed or in charge, the unsure look in his honey eyes makes you falter. You watch as he swallows before he lifts a hand and cups your tear-stained cheek gently stroking it with his thumb. Time slows you think at the gentle touch as he comes closer and rests his cane in his arm before lifting both his hands to your face.

“It is hard for me to explain why I treated you like that, it wasn’t to belittle or make you feel like a child” he says as you stare at him with slightly wide eyes at his affection.

“Nor do I wish to scare you away, however” he glances behind you, you assume to Professor Talis before he nods a bit and takes a small breath. He leans in closer his eyes watching you intently it makes you get lost in them and not slap him at his lack of personal space and leaning in. You take a bit to register his lips on yours and tense up he pulls back eyes searching yours as your hand grips his wrist. You go to speak mouth opening and closing like a fish before you give up on words.

“It is becoming increasingly hard not to touch you or stay away,” he says his voice has dropped lower and another shiver goes through your spine. Your professor just kissed you… your professor just kissed you?!

He smiles a bit he must hear the gears turning in your head as your eyes widen in realisation.

“You kissed me” that’s all you could say?! You silently curse yourself as he chuckles softly.

“I did” he says eyes staring into yours again.

“Do you want me to do it again?” He asks his head tilting to the side and for some reason, you nod your head in confirmation. He smirks and presses his lips to yours again, your eyes close and you lean into him kissing back your hand and squeezing his wrist a bit. You lose yourself in the feel of his slightly chapped lips, one of his hands slides to your neck while the other goes to your waist, you feel like you should support him without his cane but don’t, your hands resting on his chest instead till you pull back panting softly as you remember Professor Talis is in the room. You feel your body grow hot and glance at him, he stands there smiling a bit before he meets your gaze and walks over to you. What surprises you even more is his lips meeting yours, his finger tilting your chin for a quick peck before he smirks and leans back. Both of your professors just kissed you…

“I don’t- I’m confused,” you say and Professor Talis chuckles.

“Thought it was clear” he grins down at you it’s different from his usual happy grin, this one is charming and hungry.

“I- well- no, yes, maybe?” You settle on as Professor Viktor guides your face to turn back to his.

“We want you,” he says simply.

“You want me?” You ask and he nods before you look to Professor Talis and he nods as well.

“You want me?” You repeat.

“I do hate repeating myself” Professor Viktor sighs.

“Want me how?” You frown.

“Jesus you are oblivious” Professor Viktor says and you glare.

“I’m not I need confirmation before my mind starts jumping to places is that so hard?” You say a little defensively.

“Alright sweetheart” Professor Talis chuckles.

“We want you as a partner, a lover,” he says.

“Is that better?” He adds.

“No, you mean a bed warmer?” You say bluntly and you watch Professor Viktor frown a scowl on his face.

“You think we’d use you as a one-night stand?” His eyes are heated.

“You tell me,” you say and you see his jaw tick.

“Let me make this very crystal clear little one because I will not repeat myself” his gaze is heavy his hand tightening on the side of your neck.

“We want you all the time for the rest of time, we don’t want you as a simple fuck or one night stand, I want you there all the time every day of the fucking week” his voice is low if he could growl he would be.

“I want to take care of you, make sure you have a damn king-sized bed, a closet full of clothes, the best laptop, all your school supplies, three-course meals, I want to make sure you’re not in pain, I want to take you out on dates, to doctors appointments, job interviews I want you to need me for everything” he’s a little breathless when he’s done his grip unyielding it makes you tense a bit but something inside you calls out to him, deep and hidden under layers of anxiety and self-doubt. You swallow feeling it rise, the need for someone, to be dependent on them for everything even basic things, where you don’t have to ask if it’s ok. Your hands shake a bit as you stare at the floor. You want to be taken care of, you want to be loved and dependent, and you want to love and provide in ways you can in return. You feel Professor Talis’s hand cup your cheek so you look at him, he has the same fierce look.

“We will protect and care for you, no matter what,” he says. You feel more tears well up biting the inside of your cheek before the bell rings and you nearly jolt out of your skin and come back to reality. You’re rushing past Professor Viktor and out of the class into the hallway where you breathe heavily before leaving the academy.

Jayce watches Viktor’s eyes go angry, she just ran away after everything.

“She needs time” Jayce tries to soothe but Viktor’s already riled up, he clenches his hand and makes an annoyed growl.

“She needs us!” He snaps as Jayce steps closer and goes to cup his cheeks only to have him slap him away. Jayce frowns a little hurt but respects his space.

“She’ll see it in time, we’ve laid down our cards, we can’t force her” Jayce tries to reason.

“We could” Viktor says and Jayce’s eyes narrow.

“No” his voice is warning Viktor will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.

“Viktor no” Jayce repeats.

“Not with her, not this time” he adds firmly but also pleadingly. Viktor sighs the haze in his eyes gone as he nods and runs a hand through his hair.

“Alright” Viktor sighs again letting out his breath slowly before nodding again.

“I’m just frustrated” Jayce smiles gently glad Viktor is talking rather than tensing and reeling in his mind.

“I know, but she doesn’t know kindness at the moment, and this has been her life for a while” Jayce rests his hand on Viktor’s shoulder glad he doesn’t shove him off but instead leans into him.

“What about the father?” Viktor asks and Jayce’s eyes narrow in anger again, he can think of multiple things he wants to do with her father all not good or remotely legal, but nobody would catch him or miss the sad excuse of a man when he was done.

“Killing him would be easy” Viktor says and it stokes the fire within him to burn the fucker with.

“It would be” Jayce says voice a little dark.

“She wouldn’t have to know that we did, freak accident” Viktor is very good at stroking his ideas when he’s like this.

You walk to your first class, the pains gone down today thankfully and your dad’s crashing at some random woman’s house so you have your house all to yourself. You sit down and listen to Professor Heimerdinger’s class, for principal and professor, you’re surprised the old man’s still kicking as lively as he does, his crazy grey hair and bushy moustache and kind slanted eyes. You’re half tempted to avoid Professor Viktor’s class as well as Professor Talis’s class after what happened a couple of days ago. The sweet nicknames Professor Talis’s worried eyes and handling Viktor’s sternness and straightforwardness. You’re not a child, you don’t need to be cooed and fussed over like they did, it makes you tense, and makes your walls climb sky high so you’re safe inside. You’re worried because Professor Viktor’s class is just before lunch and they can corner you, not that they have the last couple of days but it still gives you anxiety every time. When you go to leave Professor Viktor’s class he calls you back and you tense before you watch him lay a pile of textbooks on the desk and slide them to you. You look at them confused and he tsks.

“Your textbooks,” he says.

“I haven’t been able to pay them off yet though?” You ask confused and he waves a hand.

“Forget it, Professor Heimerdinger said you didn’t need to pay” he waves you off and you frown taking them hesitantly as he looks back to his laptop ignoring your presence.

“Thank you,” you say and leave.

You stare at the textbooks resting on your desk in your room. You send an email to Professor Heimerdinger thanking him for his kindness before doing homework. The email you receive in the morning is strange though.

‘No need to thank me dear, Professor Viktor covered the cost, and says it was important to your learning!’

You re-read it a few times, did Professor Viktor pay it off? You send him a thank you email as well before you shower, you’re pretty sure the professors aren’t their Saturdays, well besides Heimerdinger who you swear never stops working or sleeps. But the email you receive is short.

‘Think nothing of it’

That’s it, no greeting or sign off just those four words. You ignore it relaxing for the rest of the day thankful for a quiet house again till around midnight. You hear multiple people come in, their voices loud and drunk and you cover your head with your pillow. Your dad’s party goes till morning till they all pass out. When your stomach demands food the smell of booze and smoke hits your nose making it scrunch up. You shuffle quietly into the kitchen ignoring the half-naked bodies passed out everywhere and grab a banana before heading back to your room. You freeze though, someone’s in your room, a random woman you don’t know, her form swaying.

“Oh you’re the bitch that lives here” she sneers at you.

“Jesus, no wonder your dad calls you a fat freeloader” she snorts and laughs stumbling a bit. She’s wearing a skin-tight dress that barely covers her ass, her boobs might as well be out and her hair and makeup are a mess.

“Your dad doesn’t want you here, I’m gonna live with him, gonna be his wife and kick you out!” She hisses stumbling forward. You dodge her hands and she falls to the ground. She cries and you hear familiar footsteps come up the hall.

“This bitch pushed me!” She yells and your dad’s eyes glaze over in anger.

“Dad, no, she stumbled! She’s drunk!” you say as he storms forward and grabs your neck and pins you against the wall. You gasp and hold his wrist tears in your eyes as the woman stands up and smirks before putting on a pouting face again.

“Fucking bitch!” She yells and slaps you her nails catching. You wince before she storms off.

“I hate you” your father says and you feel something breaking. You stare at him, trying to see the little of who used to be your father, he’s never said he hated you. He lets you go and storms out slamming your door shut. You suck deep breaths in and stare at the floor your eyes blurring over with tears.

Every day he reminds you he hates you. That woman, Sandy, moves in just like she said and she kicks you out of your own room and makes it into a party room. They sell your bed and furniture, the majority of your items and clothes, and your father finds your school laptop and sells it. You managed to save a few things necessity’s and was forced into the garage. You’re barely allowed to use the shower or bathroom now either, having to use the ones at the academy. You’ve joined a sports just so it doesn’t look weird. You sit on the toilet at school staring at the red stain in your underwear, you don’t have any pads or tampons, anytime you ask your dad would say no and Sandy would say you can’t control your body, like it’s your fault that your body bleeds once a month. You call out into the bathroom but nobody’s there, you curse softly and roll up toilet paper and wrap it around your underwear before going to the nurse. Thankfully she gives you a few items and you go back and change the toilet paper out. It isn’t going to last you a day though and you stay in the toilet stall for a while staring at the tiled floor. Only when someone walks in do you manage to snap out of it and go back to class. The cramps make you question life, sitting there trying to subtly rub your lower stomach to ease them. Your hips have flared up in pain too and your emotions are tumbling. You’re slower to put your things away and Professor Talis sees it making you try to move faster but you can’t. You yell in frustration slamming a hand against your desk, not very mature but right now you can’t handle it. Your hands grip your hair and your breathing is a little heavy as you listen to the professor shuffle and talk but nothing registers. You see the door open and close again but ignore it hoping he left till your name is called firmly.

“Snap out of it!” You stare at golden honey eyed your anger boiling over.

“Fuck you” Professor Viktor blinks a bit, you don’t swear you barely talk.

“Tell me to snap out of it or talk to either of you again and I will snap!” You yell your breathing heavy. Professor Talis sighs heavily gripping Professor Viktor’s shoulder but he just shoves him off leaning closer till he’s inches away from you.

“Listen here brat, snap out of whatever the hell is going on and talk or I will make you talk” his voice is low and you stare at him wide-eyed and shocked. Then you laugh, his gaze doesn’t falter or flinch as you do.

“Fuck you, Professor Viktor, I haven’t had a proper fucking shower in three weeks! I’m not even allowed in my own damn bathroom! And my father tells me every day he hates me! I’ve been kicked out of my fucking room, I sleep on a piece of foam in the garage! My body hurts all the time and I have no fucking idea why! They sold all my belongings including my fucking laptop! I just started my period and I don’t have any pads or tampons to last me the week because apparently, it’s my fault I can’t control my fucking body!” God, it felt good to yell that, when did you start crying? And shaking? A sob leaves your lips and Professor Viktor leans back while Professor Talis rounds your desk, lifts you into his arms and holds you tightly. He sits back down with you in his lap, his large warm running up and down your back as you sob uncontrollably and grip his shirt. He’s murmuring soft apologies and praises, his other hand cradling your head.

You break beautifully in front of his eyes and he watches it, watches the tears fall, your body shaking, your voice yelling directly at him and fuck… he shifts back letting Jayce comfort you, his heart pounds his mind races and his fist clenches. His mind reels and swirls with everything you’ve told him, your dads going to pay, and he is getting you out and taking you home today, he doesn’t give a damn what anyone says, your his, he’s going to protect you, buy you everything you need and make sure you’re protected while Jayce comforts you. He struggles with his body, these tears aren’t from him, or overwhelming pleasure, you’re breaking emotionally and it’s finally snapped in half and he can feel it stirring his lower regions. He won’t let it though, not till your tears are perfect and from him.

Jayce holds you tightly, his heart pounding in his chest. He expected a lot but that- what you said broke him too and stirred every protective instinct he had on fire. He watches Viktor struggle, he understands, that these aren’t tears created for the right reason. Jayce feels the wet spot on his clothes and the way you’re gripping his suit shirt so tightly it might rip. He also feels you shaking horribly and continues whispering sweet nothings till you calm down. His mind races too with everything and how much he wants to beat your father to a pulp till he’s not breathing. It makes his hold tighten before relaxing knowing you’re in pain he doesn’t want to cause you more pain. He looks at Viktor and they share a look. She’s theirs now.