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Only a madman could enjoy spending his night running around a gala, flaunting their money and rubbing elbows with other high class individuals. Truly, they have to be insane to enjoy something as unpleasant as this. Jayce was not one of those madmen. The only kind of madness he carries is his infatuation for creating magic and science. Both of which he enjoys even more with his partner Viktor, who couldn’t attend tonight. Not that Viktor has ever attended one of these shindings nor does the man wish to do so, but Jayce still asks.
However, tonight was a different reason for the man not to join in Jayce’s suffering. Tonight there is a full moon which meant all the lycan would be out in the sectioned off area of Piltover where it has more trees than buildings for the wolves to roam for the night. Whether it was to hunt or fuck through the night no one knew as lycans kept talk about full moon nights to a limited answer.
It’s odd how separate both Piltover and Zaun are when it comes to their lycan counterparts, the sectioned woods are guarded in both areas and connect with their own bridge. But unless you were a lycan you couldn’t enter.
Jayce wishes more than anything this night he was a lycan, just for the excuse not to have gone in the first place. Now that he’s escaped from the overwhelming smell of perfume and the pain of making small talk, he fumbles over his steps through the streets after having one too many glasses of wine.
His mind circles back to Viktor, Viktor and Viktor. God he can’t stop thinking about that man, his brilliant beautiful partner with those feline golden eyes that seem to pierce through Jayce’s heart. Viktor who is probably alone in the forest doing…well whatever he does on a full moon. Even Viktor was tight lipped about his nights spent out in the woods and when he returns the next day there’s a look of relief and calmness to the otherwise stern man. Jayce wants so badly to ask questions and press Viktor for information but knows better than to try.
“Vik…” Jayce sniffs as he takes another turn before finding himself standing in front of one of the fences for the forest.
Head fuzzy with alcohol and his better thinking turned off from the wine, Jayce doesn’t even take a second to contemplate what he’s doing before it’s already happened. Soon enough, Jayce finds himself throwing his jacket over the top of the spikes on the gate so he can lift himself up and hop over to the other side.
“Fuck.” Jayce shouts as he slips and falls on his ass.
This is a terrible idea. Possibly the dumbest thing Jayce has ever done in his life and yet he doesn’t try to jump back over the fence. Turning to face the forest, Jayce takes a deep breath to steel his nerves before walking into the unknown depths of the woods.
He walks for a good twenty minutes before anything happens, in that time Jayce has caught sight of more wildlife he’s ever seen before. It’s a shocking twist to how walking through Piltover is like; quiet except for his own footsteps, there’s hints of animals moving through the woods and the air smells different. Not dirty or strange no it just smells like pure earthy scent, the flowers growing are beautiful and vibrant even under the moon. Jayce is struck with the urge to draw everything he sees here.
It’s not often he finds himself walking through the woods and Jayce wishes that humans had access to this place. He’d love to just sit here and work on project ideas under the sun.
The sound of a twig snapping pulls Jayce from his thoughts, his shoulders tense up as his body registers the feeling of being watched by a predator. Fuck. The alcohol in him immediately flushes out of his system when the reality of what he’s done hits Jayce. Walking into an area with countless blood thirsty beast that can’t control themselves.
Jayce shouldn’t run. He knows that if he does it’ll set off the baser instincts of a lycan.
A growl cuts through the air and Jayce starts sprinting back to the gate.
Taking off as fast as his body can go, Jayce lets out a string of curses while his ears pick up the sound of something massive chasing after him. Heart hammering away in his chest like a motor, Jayce wishes more than anything that he would have done more cardio in the gym or anything. Not even a few minutes into the run and Jayce feels like his lungs are on fire, his chest tightening like its being held in an ice cold grip.
“Shit!” Jayce shouts as he trips over some unforeseen tree root or ever by his own sheer idiocy. Falling down face first, Jayce lets out a yelp as his nose makes a wet noise like it was about to break. Blood gushes out and drips down his face and shirt.
Rolling over onto his back, Jayce screams when he sees the massive shape of a lycan stalking out of the darkness. It’s fur is a strange light blue and its eyes glow pink under the dim light coming through the trees. And it is huge. Almost the size of a grown horse, with its jaw open to show off rows of sharp teeth. The lycan snaps its jaws, mouth pulled up in an almost mocking grin as it comes closer before lunging.
Bringing his arms up to protect himself, Jayce waits for the impact of teeth tearing into his soft skin and clawed hands breaking his bones. Instead a howl rips out from the air as another lycan jumps through the bushes landing between the other lycan and Jayce. This new lycan is much bigger than the other one towering over the blue lycan with dark fur and hulking frame. It snaps its jaws at the blue lycan a rumbling snarl ripping from its chest while the other lycan lowers itself to the floor in submission. Satisfied that the blue lycan wont attack, the other turns its huge head towards Jayce and gives him a huff.
Swallowing, Jayce feels his heart slowly start to settle in his chest, no longer running a marathon as it seems hes not in danger anymore. The bushes shift as another lycan walks out, the gait on its back leg seems off as it walks over and after a moment Jayce realizes who it is because this wolf has a limp.
“Viktor?” Jayce gasps.
In answer the wolf gives a huff in annoyance a noise so akin to Viktor that it tells him everything he needs to know.
Viktor comes up to Jayce and immediately licks at his cheek causing the man to laugh in delight. Looking over his partner, Jayce takes in the sight of Viktor in his lycan form; brown and tan felt with familiar golden eyes, he is larger than the blue lycan but his frame is slighter than the other. Jayce studies the back leg, noting how his limp is less prominent in this form. His mind supplies a memory of Viktor mentioning how much stronger when he’s shifted, but not only that his body heals rapidly and allows for his limp to be less painful than when he’s human.
“You know, If you let me get some measurements I’m sure I could make a flexible brace for you while in this form.” Jayce tells his partner.
The lycan rumbles and his wet nose bumps against Jayce’s cheek causing him to laugh once more. The massive one gives a low growl to which Viktor turns and makes a rumbling noise back, the noise vibrates through Jayce’s entire body with his loud it is and his shoulders tense up prepared for anything to happen. But the other lycan’s dont attack, the big one just huffs and stalks back into the woods the other two following behind him. The blue lycan looks back at Jayce with what could only be described as a smirk before she goes running off with a laughing howl.
Looking back to Viktor, Jayce jokes awkwardly, “So are those friends of yours or…?”
Viktor of course does not respond.
Sighing, Jayce runs a hand down his face, “I’m so glad you found me, Viktor. I was-fuck, for a minute there I really thought I was a goner. I should probably head back now, huh.”
Shifting, Jayce moves out from under where Viktor has been hovering over him so he can stand, only to be met with a massive clawed hand on his chest, shoving him back down into the dirt. Grunting, Jayce blinks up at golden eyes in confusion.
“Viktor, you kinda need to let me go so I can leave.” Jayce struggles to push the hand off of him. The hairs on the back of Jayce’s neck start to stand when Viktor doesn’t move his paw off his chest, a blanketing sense of dread creeps up his stomach. “Viktor?”
The lycan leans down and snarls, spittle getting on Jayce’s cheek and causing him to flinch at the cold wetness. Panicking, jayce starts to struggle underneath the weight pinning him down, hoping he can use any amount of his strength to shove Viktor off. But human strength is nothing compared to that of a lycan’s. Viktor shoves at him once more as if to silently say, ‘Stay put’, when Jayce calms himself down enough to do so the wolf grunts.
Viktor lets him go but Jayce doesn’t dare to move, his heart beating so loudly in his chest its a wonder it hasnt jumped out and fallen onto the ground. Watching as Viktor sniffs the air, Jayce’s brain starts to supply him with ideas on how to get away and back to his apartment. It sounds terrible but Jayce starts to wonder if he can use Viktor’s limp to his advantage.
His thoughts come to an end when Jayce watches as Viktor moves to stand beside Jayce and then lifts a leg up to-
To piss on him!!!
“What-!” Jayce sputters as piss covers his chest and legs. Its hot and the stench is strong enough to burn Jayce’s nose, oddly enough he can almost smell the coffee Viktor had this morning. “Viktor!”
Jayce keeps his mouth shut after that while Viktor finishes pissing on him. When the lycan is finished, Viktor snorts and then those massive hands are grabbing Jayce to tear off his clothes. Shouting, Jayce forgets his previous fears and starts struggling again, wanting to get away before he finds his guts lying on the ground next. Jayce is not a weak man, unlike most who grew up in Piltover with soft hands and even softer bellies, Jayce grew up working in his families forge since he was able to hold a hammer.
But compared to the strength of a lycan it must have felt like fighting a lamb that way Jayce couldn’t even push Viktor off of him. Doing something he never would have thought to do, Jayce punches his partner in the face, knuckles meeting fur and thick bone causing pain to shoot up his hand. Shouting, Jayce is thankful for the distraction as Viktor rears back, a hand coming up to touch his face at the pain. Scrambling out from under the beast, Jayce gets up on his feet to start running away. Unsure which direction the gates could be Jayce just picks a direction to run in so he can get away from Viktor.
His head feels fuzzy, body still feeling gross with Viktor’s piss drying on his skin and his clothes in different states of disarray. Jayce just knows that if anyone saw him like this, Piltover’s Golden Boy, they’d scream bloody murder and the papers would think he was on drugs.
Hearing the sound of heavy set feet running after him, Jayce picks up the pace, pumping his arms and legs as Viktor catches up to him. Fuck he really thought he could have outran Viktor with his limp but is proven wrong when Jayce is shoved to the ground by the lycan. Shouting in pain when his body hits the ground, shoulder first causing him to be in even more pain. Jayce could cry at the pain he feels but the noise gets stuck in his throat when Viktor opens his mouth and those massive teeth hover over Jayce’s throat like he’s gonna tear into his soft flesh. Swallowing, Jayce looks into golden eyes, reading the intent behind them.
Don’t run again.
Once Viktor is satisfied that Jayce won’t run he flips the man on his stomach and goes about shredding the remains of Jayce’s clothes. The lycan huffs and sniffs at Jayce’s hair then the back of his neck, the hot breath puffing against his skin creating a sheen of moisture. Jayce shivers, the grass beneath him is wet and cold yet he can barely feel it with the heat radiating from Viktor’s body. His dick doesn’t seem to get the memo that they're in danger as it twitches between his legs. Viktor moves down Jayce’s body until he reaches his ass, the wet nose of the lycan prodding against his tailbone and then to Jayce’s shock between his asscheeks. Taking a sharp inhale of breath, Jayce wills himself not to freak out at the intrusion between his cheeks or the fact that Viktor is touching him there of all places.
Jayce isn’t a virgin by any means but the last time someone touched his ass was before the creation of Hextech. And to have Viktor of all people touching him there now. Viktor his partner and best friend, Viktor who for the longest time Jayce didin’t even think the man was interested in men let alone interested in anyone. Fuck. Fuck.
“Holy shit-” Jayce gasps when he feels Viktor’s tongue lick a wet strip over his hole. The sensation sends his hindbrain off and his dick starts to fill out as blood pools down to his groin.
Biting his bottom lip so he can keep quiet, Jayce muffles a cry when Viktor keeps lapping at his asshole. No clear inclinations to do more than licking over Jayce’s hole, slobbering all over it and filling the night air with wet noises. Fingers digging into the grass, Jayce gasps for air, he can’t tell if he wants to push away or arch his back into Viktor’s tongue.
The decision is made for him when Viktor shoves his tongue inside of Jayce’s asshole. Stretching him open like he was shoving three fingers inside instead of just his tongue. It could honestly be the same thing though, just like his lycan form, Viktor’s tongue was huge as it wriggled and pushed inside of Jayce.
Letting out a cry, Jayce shoves his hips back against the intrusion, “Fuck, Viktor. Too much.”
The lycan ignores him, pulling his tongue out to give Jayce a few more licks to loosen him up and then shoves his tongue back inside. This time, Jayce’s muscles give way to the intrusion and open up enough for Viktor to push deeper inside. Groaning, Jayce tries to rut his hips against the ground, grunting in frustration when Viktor uses his hands to force Jayce to keep his hips still. Fuck, this damn tease. A thought hits him then; was Viktor even aware what he was doing right now? Did he know that the human beneath him squirming and rubbing pre all over the grass was his lab partner, or was his brain clouded with animal instinct.
After a moment longer, Viktor pulls his tongue out of Jayce causing him to whine. The raging boner between his legs feels almost painful with how badly he wants to come but can’t at the moment because he just hasn’t gotten the right amount of stimulation.
The large hands holding him by the hips pull Jayce back, lifting him up and manhandling him on his knees so his ass is up in the air. The position would almost be humiliating but Jayce doesn’t think further about it when he feels the thick head of a cock pressing into his hole. Panic surges up Jayce when he feels Viktor trying to push inside of him because just the head alone has got to be five inches in thickness alone. It wont fit. Jayce’s mind supplies, But Viktor can’t hear his thoughts nor will he care as he keeps pressing on.
Crying out, Jayce struggles underneath the lycan, wincing as Viktor pins him down with one hand on the middle of Jayce’s back. The cock shoves past the rim off his asshole and then the rest follows suit, the saliva left behind used as lube for Viktor to slide in but enough that is not enough to help with the amount of pain Jayce is in. Viktor is massive, his cock isn’t long but it fills Jayce up enough to feel like he’s being split down the middle. His legs spasm from the intrusion but he’s trapped, unable to fight back as Viktor slides in to the hilt. Jayce isn’t even given a moment to breathe after as the lycan starts to pull out before slamming all the way back inside.
Instantly, Jayce feels his hard cock straining as he comes onto the dirt, his balls tightening as his prostate gets abused. Jayce almost sighs in relief when Viktor comes to a complete stop after Jayce comes, praying that perhaps the lycan will give up now that his prey has reached orgasm. But his prayers go ignored as Viktor lets out a low rumble over Jayce’s prone form.
From there it’s like the floodgates have opened up. Jayce feels tears sliding down his cheeks, pain and pleasure mixing as Viktor fucks him like he’s a common bitch. There’s no rhyme or rythem to Viktor’s movements as he fucks with uncanny strength, the force of his thrusts shove Jayce into the ground having him rely on his own arm strength so Jayce doesnt get a mouthful of dirt. The lycan’s cock stretches out Jayce’s hole in ways he never knew was possible, he wasn’t fully a virgin when it came to anal having tried a few fingers while soaped up in the shower. But something always held him back from going any further than that, always afraid that if Jacye took too far of a step something bad would happen. Now though there truly was no going back.
Drool leaks down Jayce’s chin as he cushions his head on his arms, asshole twitching and clenching each time Viktor slides back in and the head of his dick presses right up to Jayce’s prostate. His dick hangs heavy between his legs, already hard again even after orgasming and it hurts but fuck it also feels so good. The struggle Jayce held before, the need to escape from Viktor has vanished after a few thrusts and now all there is is the singular thought of getting bred. Viktor’s fur tickles his skin from where the lycan is laid up against his back, hot breath against Jayce’s nap all the while the slick noise of sex fills the air around them.
“Nggh-”Jayce groans as he feels Viktor’s cock twitching inside of him. “Fuck, feels so good, Vik.”
The beast gives him a growl in response, different from the ones Jayce heard earlier as it almost sounds pleased.
Viktors cock twitches and to Jayce’s utter shock and horror it starts to grow inside of him. He snaps out of his lustfilled haze as his hole screams in protest at the growing intrusion. Jayce cries out in pain, trying to think back on the few books he’s read about lycans while at the sametime feeling like he’s being split into two. Recalling a text that went a little into detail about lycan mating habits and how they’re common to wolves, Jayce gasps when he realizes Viktor is knotting him. Clenching around Viktor’s cock feels useless as the knot just keeps growing, it hurts so much and Jayce tries to beg but all that comes out of his mouth is a broken noise. Viktor pants and whines above him, claws digging into the ground as his hips stutter and slow as he can’t thrust any further while his knot grows.
Finally when it feels like the knot has stopped growing Jayce gets some momentary relief before he feels his asshole being filled with jets of hot come. A high pitch whine escapes from Jayce’s gritted teeth as he comes again, balls tensing as he empties out onto the cold dirt once more. The knot throbs inside of Jayce and then hot streams of come are filling him up again, it feels like he’s burning up from the inside with the heat of the come and the heat from Viktor’s massive body. His stomach starts to hurt from the amount of come filling him up, bulging slightly as if he’s a few months pregnant. The worst part is that it doesn’t feel like Viktor’s stopping. No, the lycan grunts above him, mouth dangerously close to Jayce’s neck and misting his skin with his pants.
It should feel disgusting, some part of Jayce’s mind registers this, to have his asshole gaping and stuffed with come by a lycan. Piltover has made opinions about those who sleep with lycans, doesn’t matter who it is nor their status but to lay with a lycan is to lay with a dog. Jayce has heard a few talks here and there at the gala’s he goes to, hears the gossip and the thoughts of those who partake in such taboos. He wonders what the people would think if they saw their golden boy on his knees, ass up and moaning around a lycans’ knot.
His dick strains uselessly between his legs, it hurts like the time Jayce was 15 and discovered that he can come with a few fingers up his ass. Spent the better part of two hours in bed jerking himself off raw until his dick was so sensitive that a shower made him cry. The worst part is that his dick hasn’t even been touched once during this whole thing and yet it feels chaffed.
“Viktor?” Jayce asks dumbily, wondering if perhaps an inkling of rationalism came back to his partner. “My knees are hurting in this position, can we roll over or something?”
Patient as ever, Jayce waits to see if Viktor will do as he asks. He’s about ready to give up when Viktor doesn’t move for a few minutes before suddenly the wolf grunts and places a hand over Jayce’s chest. Surprisingly gentle, Viktor rolls them onto their sides, careful not to tug on the knot nor to hurt Jayce before they get comfortable. In this new position, Jayce feels even more bloated than before as his eyes look down at his stomach. He should feel sick but the sight makes his dick twitch.
God he might actually be fucked in the head if he thinks this is hot.
Viktor doesn’t remove the hand from Jayce’s chest, keeping him in place while the lycan’s knot is still throbbing inside of him, every so often squirting another bout of come. His cold wet nose scents Jayces’ hair, making him shiver a little at the strange tickling sensation.
The heat from Viktor’s back and the calming sound of the forest around them causes Jayce’s eyes to grow heavy once the adrenaline from before drops. His body starts to sag with relief even with Viktor still inside of him, Jayce has been stretched enough for it to no longer hurt. Yawning, Jayce rubs at his face, trying to fight of the sleep as best as he can.
“M’not gonna be able to…” Jayce breaks his thought with a yawn, “Stay awake too long, V. Need to get home…so warm…”