: 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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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. ]

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[Jayce had died inside when he'd killed Viktor, lost in that desperate almost wild determination to stop the future that he'd seen. But even in that, he'd only had the strength to do it because Viktor had asked him to, that lonely and remorseful future and past version of his partner. The man who had saved him from the cold when he was a child. The man who'd saved him from himself as an adult. The man who had doomed them all and had to be stopped but still managed, at the end, to save everyone, except himself -- and Jayce who had refused to leave him to face that end alone.

But commanded by another version of Viktor or not, it had taken too much from him to strike him down. He didn't want to hurt him now, wanted to wrap that thin, beautifully fragile human body in his arms and protect him from anything that might threaten.

And he wanted to care for him. So he looked pleased at the permission and did not hesitate to reach for the shampoo to begin massaging it into a lather in Viktor's hair.]

Good. Thank you.

[Heart on his sleeve and soul in his eyes it was so achingly clear how even this was a way to assure himself that this was tangible and real -- they were alive again and together and free from the trappings of their worst sins.]

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[ At the end, Jayce had cared so very deeply and he had been grateful for such care that Jayce would follow him into the dark. And thus he sank into those ministrations, keeping his hands on Jayce's hips with the washcloth acting as only a semi-effective buffer. Those fingers massaged through his strands, against his scalp and illicited a soft groan from his own lips.

It was Jayce that was keeping him up at this moment, so he would cling to that. His fingers though did dig as his own toes felt dangerously close to curling. ]

You know how you said that you liked something entirely too much? Well I think that I am enjoying this too much.

[ He was pressed in against Jayce, and his own stimulation would not be a secret. ] Do not touch me though, I want to enjoy the feeling of it, and of you.

[ Viktor wanted to sit with being aroused and not having it be completely by accident, to have there be a purpose and reason behind it aside from biology ]

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[Oh? Between the words and the way that he could indeed feel the other man stirring again, and wasn't that thrilling? ...thrilling enough that Jayce's prick -- which had already found itself trying to return to the ray -- seemed to rise in answer. Because Jayce Talis was exactly the sort of man for whom the idea of making his partner feel good, turning his partner on, was a turn on for him in and of itself.

But he also wouldn't let it distract him from letting his fingers continue the slow, deliberate massage.]

Whatever you say sweetheart...

[See he was a good obedient boy, Viktor. He kept up the shampoo for a long moment before shifting enough so that he could start rinsing lather from dark strands. He wasn't done yet though, since really, Jayce was committed to being a well groomed man (outside of his feral hexcore hobo era). So he had conditioner, and of course Viktor needed to be conditioned, and Jayce needed excuses to keep pampering the other man.]

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[ Obedience noted, Viktor would reward him as was fitting.

But for right now he was going to lean even further into the press of fingers against his hair, the way that Jayce tenderly moved his attention to conditioning him. Looking up at Jayce with slitted eyes, like a cat slow blinking in the shower-- and the droplets that were pattering all around them. ]

I always knew that you took care of me in small ways, but I am coming to notice those now. [ Viktor said as he slid his the washcloth between them so that he could run the wet terrycloth very gently against the quivering and stiff arousal, just a graze though. The shower spray had already washed off most of the remenants, but he would attend to the rest. ]

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[It was entirely unfair of Viktor to look at him like that. It did near lethal things to Jayce, ruining his heart's ability to beat in any regular rhythm, tightening his chest and making breathing near impossible. How was he supposed to function when his partner was this sort of beautiful and looking at him in a content, relaxed way that Jayce could never remember seeing so plainly in the other man.

Those words struck him though because he hadn't taken care of Viktor nearly well enough, had he? The visions came all too clearly -- Viktor's motionless body in the rubble of the council chamber, Viktor motionless and silent within the Hexcore, Viktor dead by his hand. Jayce might have sunk into a spiral of guilt then if he weren't rather expertly distracted by the touch of that washcloth at his cock. His breath caught, even at so light a touch. Fuck. Him.

He swallowed an embarrassingly needy moan and instead leaned in to press a kiss to Viktor's forehead.]

I'll do a better job of it this time around. I promise.

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Everyone chooses their own actions no matter what, I realize that you can hold so much guilt in your heart but also remember that other people choose how to react to your actions.. also.

[ The way that Jayce seemed to become aware of the stroking, the glimmering eyes and the sound at the back of the throat made him smile despite himself. So he continued those ministrations as the cloth soon slipped away and left only the long slender fingertips of a hand that was used to nimbly work small parts together with such infinite patience. ]

In the seven years we were together, you made sure that I ate.. I was aware of the way that you would bring me back food, and the times when you suggested we take some rest for the night when I would have stayed there until the early hours of the morning.

[ He rested his cheek against that neck softly. ]

You were always enough, situations were just stacked against us.

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[Jayce would not argue that the guilt he carried in his heart was well-deserved. Instead he would commit to doing better, in so many ways, this go around. It was easier to give into the distraction that was that touch, the moan he'd managed to stifle finally escaping when it was Viktor's fingers without the thin barrier of the washcloth between them.]

Fuck, Viktor...

[Also the Zaunite scientist was not playing fair, trying to assuage his guilt while stroking his dick had to be illegal. You were always enough. Viktor really was trying to destroy him, and Jayce was crumbling. He turned towards the other man, leaning against wet hair.]

It isn't anymore. We know better now. Like I told you, yeah? All I wanted was my partner back, and I have you and I'm not letting you go again. You're all the magic I need.

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[ If Viktor had been able to, he would have slid onto his knees in order to explore Jayce's needy body in the way that Jayce had so deftly explored his own-- but the world was not exactly fair; instead he continued to work that prick in a far more intimate way than Jayce had recieved his last orgasm-- being proactive. He did not wish to be anything but intimate in this moment, it was not even about equal give and recieve, just that his science partner's body was a wonderland and he wished to know it within all seasons. ]

We will do better this time.

[ it was not about prolonging life but in making the life you did lead count.. Jayce had taught him that through those kindnesses, through fight for what was right, fighting for him. ]

There is no one more beautiful to me then you... [ Soap in hands turned into a lathered prick, bubbles and soap drizzling down while he leaned into Jayce and relied on his strength. ]

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[So it might be a little bit about prolonging life still, because Jayce, even in a new lifetime, was not in any way ready to even consider living without Viktor.

They would do better this time indeed. They'd have a life together. Those seven years they'd spent together had been the best time of his life, and he hadn't realized how quick they would go, how abruptly they would end.

But now was not the time to think of those dour and dire thoughts. Now was the time to duck his head, panting softly to Viktor's ear as he was stroked by those clever, deft fingers. He slipped an arm around Viktor's waist, holding him close even as he felt his own pleasure build, being drawn closer and closer to the edge.]

I love you... so much...

[Those words were whispered like a vow to Viktor's ear, followed by a soft whimper of,] Am I allowed to touch you yet?

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[ They were no longer pretending that the entire goal in this moment was sex, he could feel his own eyes grow dark and drowsy even as he worked his hand and carried foreskin with each languid stroke. He had not had a chance to truly enjoy this and thus he resolved to savor the huffed and near shallow breathing against his ear.

Was Jayce allowed to touch him? He had not said anything about a no touch situation and yet Jayce was sweetly asking permission. That touched his heart in such ways that the other man would seek out that comfort level.

As if his opinion mattered.

His mouth opened against that shoulder as he considered it, lightly moving his hips against a thigh, how it brushed against skin and provided friction for his own hungry soul. ]

I will tell you if you do not have permission to touch me, there will be no doubt.

[ another jut of his hips forward. ]

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It's still hard to believe...

[A soft murmur, but he was smiling -- well, in between softly panting as Viktor continued to drive him crazy with the way he was touching him, the way that hand worked over him like he knew each and every last one of Jayce's weaknesses.

Then again, Viktor was his weakness, the entirety of him in the beautiful, flawed, perfect, brilliant creature he'd been in love with for so long. For lifetimes.

He would not need to be told twice though, and his hand slipped between them until he could wrap fingers around the other man's prick, swallowing back another moan as he did.]

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[ He was certainly not going to stop his own ministrations especially when he had not gotten the chance to see Jayce orgasm, much less know. It was important that as he wrapped his fist around that shaft and stroked, that he heard those choked sobs and cries thst would make the other man peak before long, that was the priority even as he felt the other man's hand wrap around his cock and give it a very insistant and telling stroke that reveberated between his own palm and the skin he was jerking off.

Yes, the slick skin combined with his ministrations whould quicken orgasm but was that not what he wanted? To force that orgasm out of Jayce? He leaned in to press lips very close to Jayce's ear, while his own voice lay husky with desire. ]

You are going to come for me soon, Jayce love?