: Every Timeline Every Possibility :

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[ Forehead to forehead, and an explosion of light that fell around them in a symphony of time and space while the words reverberated within his mind, 'you are perfect the way that you are'. Their souls fused, in every timeline and every possibility there could only be them. Divine clarity, that was what it certainly was. Viktor was full of it, of the breath of Jayce's breath against his own and the certainty that they would find each other.

But gods, they could not be allowed to repeat their mistakes.

So many mistakes that could've been avoided if they had only known.

Wherever they went, whatever possibility they faced-- Viktor prayed that he would know, that he would be able to guide them away from the hubris of their own machinations, and the machinations of others. Especially for the man who braved hell so that he could be here at the end with him-- Jayce full of idealism and hope, who despite choices made could push all of it aside for the two of them, to give grace to the same man who could not understand that his own choices had been just as full of error.

Perhaps they could meet in the middle?

Underwater, Viktor had been underwater. He woke up in a start with the sun just peeking just above the horizon, trailing through his window with the first glimmers of morning. A deep breath like he had never breathed before in his entire life while air filled his gasping and aching lungs-- and that ache spread throughout his entire body.

Somewhere out there, Jayce was out there.

Waiting for him. "Every timeline, every possibility" he breathed as if it was a mantra.

There were memories of a life before this moment of wake-up, but it was coupled with the sudden infusion of life before, another era and another universe. Viktor had been given a second chance, and he would not squander it-- that is if he could find Jayce. Gods, Piltover was so big, and he was but one man; countless lives on the freeway of these souls, but he needed to find the exact one. Gods, what a challenge and with the limitations of his own body which he felt keenly.

But not weakness, never weakness as he forced himself out of bed and his body to cooperate with his own fragility. His cane was reached for and then he set about to go about his daily routine which came just as effortlessly as the time before all of this. ]

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[ Viktor was a panting mess as he lay there to catch his breath though he did attempt to raise himself up so that he could see Jayce, and oh the sight that he beheld-- his eyes widened slightly before they crinkled in something dangerously close to a laugh. ]

Jayce, you have made quite the mess of yourself.

[ Well Viktor had made him a mess but that was neither here nor there. ] Do you even have any self preservation skills? [ But there was fondness to his voice as he pulled himself up so that he could reach for something, anything to try to wipe the mess away from that face. ]

That may be a little bit of a problem when you start growing a beard. [ Though then Jayce's words registered. ] Do you not like being called.. love?

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Yeah well, I had some help with the making of it.

[Viktor was a large part of the mess making, thanks. But Jayce lifted a hand to try to thumb away some of the spend left on his chin, no hesitation or shame whatsoever as he licked it clean. The answer was he had no self preservation skills at all, Viktor. But they both knew that very well, didn't they?

A faint lift of his eyebrows at the mention of a beard. That a hint there, Viktor? Because Jayce was already considering that look okay? He was already flushing, already flustered and then Viktor went and asked that.

Jayce was quick to shake his head.]

No! I mean, yes. I mean I like it. I really like it... [And now he turned a truly vibrant shade of red.] ...a little too much maybe? I umm... I really did make a mess of myself.

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I will give you that, Jayce Talis.

[ Viktor rose up and then reached for his cravat which had been undone and thrown haphazardly against the cot edge, easy enough and then he managed to scoot in closer; with a firm hand he took Jayce by the chin and then delicately started to clean him up. ]

This would work better with some sort of water but ah, we can get you taken care of and then make a run for the washroom, yes? [ His touch was gentle and light, a hum as he heard Jayce stumble all over his words as if he were rolling right down a hill. ] Too much, you liked it too much? Does that mean that I should... I mean, honestly you were the one who told me once that life was too short not to take pleasure in the simple things in life.

[ A dab at the chin, at the dimple there. ] Of which I was not.. as receptive as I should have been.

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[This might be the first evidence of how responsive Jayce Talis was to a firm hand, because he went entirely still and pliant as his chin was taken, letting Viktor clean him up. The blush was still riding hot and high in his cheeks.]

There's a shower, yeah. I think for lab safety, but... I've definitely lived here for a few weeks without going home before.

[More blushing, and he sighed quietly.]

It means between having you in my mouth and hearing you call me love, I came in my pants.

[Like the suave and sophisticated man he was. How could Viktor hope to resist him.]

That means you should call me love or anything else you want as long as you call me yours.

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You.. came?

[ There was the fraction of a pause in the middle of tending to Jayce, where he blinked once-- and then twice. His golden eyes searched out the other man's while his own brows furrowed together in the age-old gesture to symbolize looking into oneself for some sort of answers.

Except the answer was right there in the chastised look. ] Well, if this is going to be a problem when we are in public... I trust it's not, right?

[ He was teasing, sort of. ] Do you have a spare change of clothes here?

[ Now that Jayce has said that he's lived here for a few weeks, surely he does.. right? Else they would have to clean Jayce's clothing the old=fashioned way. A sing with copious amounts of hot water and soap, then there was the pre-requisite drying times. ]

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[Don't look at him like that Viktor. Jayce turned an even darker shade of red as Viktor asked about it being a problem in public.]

What? No. No! This is... this isn't something that happens often.

[Not since he was some overly hormonal teenager anyway. But this was Viktor, and he sounded so obscenely divine and Jayce could taste him and feel the shape of his cock filling his mouth and Viktor called him 'love' and oh gods okay calm down before you embarrass yourself again Jayce Talis.]

I have clothes in the footlocker. [He tipped forward to hide his face against Viktor's shoulder.] I'll change before I throw myself out a window.

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[ His hand came to the back of Jayce's neck and he stroked right there in the process of soothing, he understood the embarrassment but also he wanted to convey that it was alright and that he was only gently teasing; he was not a monster that he took pleasure in Jayce's discomfort.

Though the flush was appealing. ]

I have no room to judge Jayce, I am as virgin as one gets-- nocturnal emissions are an accepted part of my life-- [ a cluck of his tongue ] However, I think that there will be no throwing ourselves off roofs and out windows, I stopped you once and I will muster all the energy I possess in this body to stop you again.

[ The first time had been because Jayce had been too brilliant to waste as a splatter on the streets below, this time was because he loved him and wanted to be with him in whatever form and function that took. ] Now, you mentioned a wash room?

[ For as much as Viktor could be nonchalant about eating and sleeping, he was quite routine about bathing so a working washroom was doubly important. ]

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[Jayce melted into Viktor at the touch, sulky enough to soak up the soothing and attention even as his face still flared bright red in embarrassment. Apparently the destruction of the Hexcore in their past life had also destroyed any dignity or poise he had ever or would ever possess.]

Windows are hard to open up here anyway...

[Mutter mutter. But then he deflated, lifting his head to fix Viktor with an expression that was as close to a kicked puppy as a grown ass human man could look.]

Oh god it was your first time. I'm sorry I made a mess of it... I'll do better, I promise. [Give him another chance Viktor? Picture the sad hopeful tail wag that was happening on every level but physical right now? Take pity on him.]

Right yeah, washroom. Just around the corner. The towels are a little scratchy but... here, I'll show you.

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[ The only thing that Viktor did was perhaps the most important thing.. he took Jayce's cheeks between the palm of his hands and then leaned to press a kiss against the forehead. That was Zaunite for 'I love you' and it was a time-honoured tradition between life-partners. The two of them knew that, it had been their final gesture between them before they had faded out of one existance and into the next. ]

It was messy but it was not unpleasant.

[ Was Jayce not listening to him moan with each swipe of that talented tongue and mouth. ] But you are still wearing pants and it will become very sticky very soon so it's best to get the cleaning out of the way now.

[ He then let go of Jayce so that he could put one foot on the other. ] You are the one getting washed... [ Like a puppy.. ]

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[Oh. Well yes, that was the best possible thing that Viktor could have done. His eyes slipped shut, and the anxiety ebbed from his expression and his posture. Jayce lifted his head to nuzzle at his cheek and press a kiss to the point of his chin.

Not unpleasant. He could work with that.

Viktor did have a point though. He was indeed still wearing his pants and they were already not the most enjoyable thing to be wearing. Starting to nod in agreement, he paused.]

...getting washed?

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You know, such as bathed?

[ He was struggling to his feet and then he reached for Jayce's hand in order to drag him up as well; this was a manner that was most take charge and insistant; it would vibe very well with the general puppyness that was Jayce Talis. ] I need you to help me to the bathing room.

[ Well there you go Jayce, you would be instrument to your own demise at the hand of a washcloth and the matter-of-factness that was Viktor, one of the greatest minds of Zaun. Really, the himbo should be feeling all sorts of special that Viktor wanted to take care of him. ]

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I'm familiar with washing.

[Jayce informed him, but allowed himself to be pulled to his feet, because take-charge Viktor was not something he was inclined to resist in the slightest, and certainly not now. He would resist the urge to sweep Viktor up princess-style to carry him to the bathroom. For now.

And instill he'd take Viktor's hand to lead him.]

It's the getting part of it that I'm trying to sort out.

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So, I thought that perhaps I can run a washcloth over you-- I am not going to put you in a washing machine, so you do not have to worry about that.

[ He found himself drawn toward the bathroom, also he leaned himself against the other man for obvious reasons, not least of all was that Jayce was broad and made a good source of leverage. ]

After all, I likely caused it.

[ The least that Viktor could do, especially with his interest peaking considerably when it came to the other man, not to be a simp or anything except perhaps the sun did rise over the broad golden god that was his lab partner. ]

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Oh. I mean, yeah. Okay. Of course. [Washcloth. Hands. Anything else he'd like to run over him.]

And yeah, you did.

[Viktor very very clearly caused it, by being entirely too arousing for his own good. Jayce's dreams would be oh so sweetly haunted by the way that familiar voice sounded when it was reduced to breathlessly moaned pleas.]

Absolutely one hundred percent your doing.

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[ If Viktor was anything, it was thorough; so Jayce would feel the full brunt of the cleaning with both washcloth and hands. Just get his partner underneath the spray and he would do the rest though it may very well leave the other man a little frustrated-- but well he would deal with the repercussions of that later. There was something so endearingly charming about Jayce in this moment, hopeful and with the orgasm that had made him slightly dreamy-eyed.

He'd noticed these things but had never really believed that any of it had belonged to him.

Certainly not to a man with a death sentence hanging over his head. But in every lifetime there was Jayce, and he'd made contact despite the odds every single time because Jayce had been worth it. ] Then I suppose you shall simply have to get used to it, yes? [ And then he shoved Jayce lightly in the direction of the washroom, a space that was perhaps not as spacious as he could've been but that was fine because he could not envision getting that far away from the other man. ]

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[Yeah well, frustrated was quite possible given that Jayce's dick was as stubborn as he was, had just as little self preservation instinct, and was somehow twice as likely to rally against the odds. ...and like Jayce, more than a little turned on by Viktor getting pushy and take-charge. Don't mind him.

Still, none of this stopped the way he cast a disgustingly soft look over his shoulder as he allowed himself to be herded into the washroom.]

I'd like that, getting used to it...

[Getting used to this, to them.

Into the bathroom, and it was indeed a small, spartan affair -- only a shower stall, no room for a tub. But there were toiletries and towels, telltale signs that Jayce spent more time in his lab than anywhere else, from the toothbrush and razor tucked neatly in the corner of the sink to the faded but likely familiar scent of the cologne he favored.

He moved to start the water to let it heat and then glanced down at the mess that was himself before sighing and going to work starting to peel his pants off.]

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[ A scan around the bathroom, it resembled his own at home; he had always wanted a tub but there was the whole accessibility thing that largely got in the way of any such dreams so he'd practically opted for a shower as well, you could get out of a shower without too much fuss.

Viktor was for the most part largely naked; all skin and ribs that one could count; a few more moles on his torso including one at the top of the V that lead downward into hip and groin. A old myth was that moles were kiss remembrance marks, if that was the case then someone certainly loved to kiss Viktor at the corner of the mouth, on the side of the neck.. and just above the navel.

Someone in a past life.

Perhaps it'd been Jayce.

Jayce's body was placed conveniently that he could make his way around Jayce as if the other man was a maypole. He ducked underneath that arm and then passed his hand lightly under the spray and felt it starting to warm under the touch. ]

We will take care of you, Jayce. I will take care of you.

[ That was such a promise. ]

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[Jayce would like to believe that it was some version of his soul whose lips had left those scattered star constellations on Viktor's pale skin as a reminder of his presence and his affection to follow him through from life to life. Not that Jayce wasn't also following him through their possibilities, wasn't certain that their souls could not possibly be untangled any longer even if either of them had any inkling to try.

Which he certainly did not.

He'd gotten his pants undone and half down his hips, still making a face at the state of himself when suddenly Viktor was close, weaving around him as if in some natural orbit. Jayce liked it, the intimacy and comfort of each other's presence.

He also liked those words, the way they tightened around his heart and stole the breath from his lungs before filling him with so much warmth that he thought he might explode with it. A fitful kick of his stained clothing into the corner to be dealt with later, and he shifted, all the athletic grace that no nerd of his caliber should possibly posses guiding his movements. One hand set against Viktor's hip as he turned them, trapping the other man against the shower wall, just outside the fall of water, his free hand braced to one side.]

We will take care of each other.

[He amended before leaning close to press a kiss right to that familiar beauty mark at the corner of Viktor's lips.]

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[ There was no untangling, they were a skein that had been twined through fate and circumstance; he could not imagine anyone kissing him at any of those marks with such loving affection. Honestly, he did not want to-- and something curled deep and low in his belly in response.

That curl got tighter the moment that Jayce danced them both back against the tiled wall and then lips on the side of his mouth, where that little knowing smirk would curl upward; perhaps in those previous life Jayce had liked that smirk so much that he kissed it freely and eagerly.

One hand on a shoulder and the other on the unfairly toned chest, his head fell back to rest against the wall and to make himself comfortable with the proximity of Jayce as he infiltrated the gravity of his world. ] I like that idea...

[ Voice catching, breathless-- he inhaled the growing steam of the shower as he pressed up closely against the other nerd. ]

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[Really, now that he was apparently permitted to do so, how could Jayce possibly resist kissing that smirk? How could he resist kissing each and every part of Viktor available to him?]

Good. Then we have a plan.

[Nothing could stop them. ...except their own hubris, but they had learned that lesson hadn't they? Jayce wouldn't let this second chance slip through his fingers. His hand ran up along Viktor's side -- tracing those very obvious ribs, making a note to tempt Viktor with regular meals -- as he let his lips kiss slowly along the sharp line the other's jaw, just beneath to graze his teeth against a spot just beneath his ear.

His other hand settled at the opposite side of his neck, thumb caressing along his cheek.]

I think the water's probably hot enough now... [And yet here he was, not moving.]

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Ah yes, in all probability it is very hot right now-- I can feel it off the steam. [ The dumbest statement ever, especially when Jayce planted his lips just underneath his ear and kissed right there, instilling a hitched breath within Viktor. He'd never been moved by such things before, but why was it that every time he closed his eyes he could see Jayce's expression-- the soft tenderness as they held each other on the edge of everything. Those eyes that met his with such impossible love, such a gaze that had made him want to find Jayce in every single life.

He could not be without it.

His eyes fluttered closed and he tried not to melt against the wall. ] We should get you clean.

[ No science would be getting done at all this night, he knew this now. Perhaps they could wake up with the sunrise and with his stuff moved, they could start pooling their resources. But for right now Jayce was making a compelling argument for not doing anything except for whatever this was. ]

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[They were both dazzlingly brilliant men who lost more and more of their braincells as they were in closer and closer proximity. Jayce was currently on a somehow negative number of braincells as he kissed down the arch of Viktor's neck. Yeah, science was not on his mind at all at the moment. They'd get back to talking about less-ending-the-world-and-destroying-each-other versions of Hextech. Right now? Well, right now the much more important magic was the way Viktor sounded.]

We should.

[Jayce agreed finally drawing back to look at Viktor. His hand at Viktor's waist again and he urged him around, a quick turn that had Jayce with his back to the wall, under the fall of water now, and urging Viktor back in close to join him.]

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[ This new placement was.. nice. Being cozily tucked in front of Jayce so that he recieved a lot of the water railing down, he upturned his head so that the spray could pour down; he felt fingers against his hips and he leaned back instinctively. ]

I do not want to hog all the hot water so... I will attempt to be as efficient as possible?

[ Viktor saw the washcloth and reached for it, soon a dollop of soap was applied and then very gingerly he turned so that he could start running that cloth up such a very chiseled chest.

Not a nerd chest at all. ]

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Mmhmm. Efficient...

[Jayce echoed in extremely distracted agreement his breath caught the moment Viktor started moving the washcloth over his chest. That was far too nice, and he could get used to these soft little intimacies.

He slipped into Viktor's hair, sorting carefully through wet strands.]

May I? [Let him help with washing, Viktor? It was clearly about efficiency and not just about Jayce's desire to continue touching Viktor and seeking out any excuse he could find.]

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[ It almost felt by the tone of the voice that there may have been an unspoken doubt as to how efficient this actually was, up and until Jayce made the tentative suggestion toward hair-washing; and therefore Viktor looked up to the other man, uniquely bedraggled with the dark brown locks hanging in his hair.

A shag was his usual style, though it was reminiscent of when they first met, with the ends that just lightly curled at the nape, the strands that could become flyaway depending on. He could feel his own breath catch the request-- Jayce was so careful of him, so polite.

Even when he'd been at his most primal and feral, there'd been a delicate about him like he had been so close to breaking; had seen the shatter when Jayce had killed him. Why was he inclined to give Jayce whatever he wanted? Certainly Jayce was the sort of pet that one could not possibly mistreat lest risk feeling terrible about it forever after-- a heart that touched the eyes too glowingly. ] You hardly need permission to do so, but I understand the importance for you of permission.. so the invitation is yours.

[ And it was oddly sweet that Jayce should ask. ]