Viktor‽

Idk man i need to get back into writing so im opening a request box... it can be literally anything idc!!! Have a good day loves

Guys when I say minors dni, i mean it. I’ve already had to block a 17 yo who interacted with my post which clearly stated no minors.

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NSFW MINORS DNI, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED

content warnings: blowjobs, gender neutral reader, insecure viktor, cum swallowing, praise, body worship

Viktor was an amazing lover. Sweet, kind, attentive. But one thing that he couldn't stand, was his body. He was always insecure that he couldn't do the same as other men could, and that led to him being very... avoidant of sexual situations. Presenting his body to you, to him, would be nerve wracking. He was scared that if you saw him, the real him, you would leave. That, of course, was opposite of the truth.

You loved Viktor. No matter what. Even if there were days where he couldn't do much, you loved him. And you wanted to prove that to him.

It wasn't rare for Viktor to come home late, exhausted after a long day in the lab, pondering over questions, over what could be added to the hexcore to make it better than it already was. So when he tumbled into your shared apartment, hair messy and unkempt, bags under his eyes, stifling a yawn with his arm, you weren't surprised. The poor man looked tense; hours on end at a desk would do that to you.

"Welcome home, love" You spoke, guiding him over to the bed and helping him take off his shoes and overcoat. He was obviously grateful, if his expression of pure relief was anything to go by.

"thankyou, lyubov, you always know how to comfort me."

You gave him a slight smile. "Do you want a massage? You seem tense."

The idea of a massage was heavenly to him. He gave you a quick nod, making himself comfortable on the bed, clothes still hung over his lean body.

"Love, I wont force you, but... I think a massage would be easier to give if you weren't wearing so many layers..." You brushed a gentle hand over the buttons of his vest, hoping that the softness of your touches would show you wouldn't do anything he was uncomfortable with.

"Oh right, ah....of course." His beautiful russian accent always sent shocks up your spine. It was perfect. Everything about him was perfect.

You watched as he slipped off his vest, leaving him in just his backbrace, on which the moonlight shone off. He grew more tense, obviously not used to being this vulnerable. His body shook slightly, and it only took you a moment to realise that he was crying. Immediately worried that you had crossed a boundary, you cupped his cheek, caressing his face with a thumb.

"Viktor? I'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable in any way-"

He cut you off. "No no, not at all.. I have just.. never been this... exposed before. I don't want you to think of me any differently because i'm not as...." he pondered the words he wanted to use. "able, as everyone else."

You let out a sigh, your heart-breaking at the thought that the perfect man you love has been holding this burden in. "My love, you are perfect the way you are. I love everything about you.. Can I show you?" The hand on the pale mans cheek slowly went downwards, until you had a firm hand on his waist.

His face flushed, Viktor, obviously nervous, gave a slight nod. "I would like that."

After being given consent, you gave chaste kisses down the russians neck, letting out soft sighs from the man. He already had a bulge growing, your other hand running across is gently.

Viktor squirmed in your grasp, obviously craving more friction.

"I love your face. Your moles are so beautiful." a kiss to his face. "I love your eyes, they are the most beautiful honey colour I have ever seen." a kiss below his eye. "I love your lips. You always know how to kiss me just right." a kiss to his lips.

You continued murmuring praises, relishing in his shiver of excitement at every small kiss.

You pulled his hands up to your chest. "I love your hands. I can always find comfort in them." You let out a slight moan as he moved his hands to play with your breasts, nipples hardening under the touch.

"Ah... Vitya, this is supposed to be for you.." You closed your eyes, moving yourself down between his spread legs. "You can touch me another time, I promise my love. For now, let me show you how perfect you are."

Viktor let out a moan akin to a whimper as you unzipped his trousers and pulled down his boxers, letting hiss length spring free. You chuckled slightly, pressing open mouthed kisses across his girth, hearing his moans grow louder with every one. "You're so perfect Vitya, I could never leave you."

He covered his eye with a free hand as tears of happiness fell down his pale cheeks, the other hand lacing with your h/c hair, tugging slightly, trying to ground himself from the immense pleasure you were giving him.

You used your tounge to stimulate the sensitive parts of his girth, using your hand to move his foreskin out of the way. His dick was throbbing, flushed red at the tip, precum pooling onto his abdomen. You knew he wouldn't last much longer.

"krasivyy, im close..." Viktors hand tightened in your hair, his back arching slightly as his thighs trembled. "AH, Y/N!" you relished in your boyfriends screams as he released into your mouth, feeling his dick twitch and soften.

You pulled off gently, swallowing the warm cum before rubbing a hand along his still shaking thigh. "Do you believe me now?"

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