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Kneeling with his head on Viktor’s warm thigh and collared was exactly what Jayce craved. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to drift away, only passively listening to the sounds above him of Viktor flipping through papers.
The dark, self hating part of Jayce encouraged him to be used and discarded. He wanted to be hurt, to be treated as badly as he deserved. Viktor loved him unconditionally- sometimes Jayce let himself forget that. He would do anything for Viktor to keep loving him. He would let Viktor beat him, burn him, kill him if he wanted. Anything to know that at the end Jayce would be kissed once more by his love and told that he was good. He didn’t deserve Viktor.
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My contribution to the Jayvik puppyplay collection with an extra dose of self hatred!