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The boy is terrified of the dogs.

This Jayce notices the first day upon Viktor staying with him. The way the fawn goes pale and jumps in Jayce’s arms when one of the hunting dogs comes meandering up to sniff the new person. He bleats with fear, shaking uncontrollably in Jayce’s strong arms and whimpers while burrowing his face against the human’s chest. Upon this discovery, Jayce lets Viktor hide out in his master bedroom with the door closed and when the fawn feels brave enough to venture out of the room, Jayce has to move the dogs into the guest room so they won’t bother the poor creature.

Viktor was already scared upon living with Jayce; small for his age, deathly underweight and with a torn hole in his left ear from where a yellow tag once was stapled into the flesh. Not to mention the young fawn already has a limp that makes running impossible, and has him leaning against a makeshift cane. Jayce feels for the little guy, making it impossible to rehome Viktor or even allow him back into the wild, which is how he ended up living with Jayce.

It took a few months before Viktor was comfortable being around the dogs, he still needs Jayce in the room with him when the dogs are around. But he doesn’t cry or jump when they creep close to curiously sniff at the fawn. Instead he stands still, allowing the dogs to get their fill before leaving Viktor alone once their curiosity is satiated. Jayce wonders how long it’ll be until Viktor is comfortable sleeping by himself as the dawn shares his bed. Not that Jayce wants to kid the doe out of his bed, he enjoys the comfort of another body in bed with him, and waking up to Viktor’s cute sleeping face makes his heart melt. 

“Da?” Said fawn's voice breaks Jayce out of his musing at the dinner table. Viktor pushes his bowl of oatmeal towards him, “I’m full.”

Jayce looks down at the bowl, wincing when he sees how much is left in the bowl. It’s been a struggle getting Viktor to eat his daily required meal amount, especially when he’s so underweight for his age. The fawn always cries about stomach aches when Jayce tries to push but lately he’s been doing a bit better with encouragement from Jayce.

“Can you eat a few more spoonfuls, baby?” Jayce asks, pushing the bowl back towards Viktor. “It would make me happy.”

Viktor scrunches his face up in thought as if contemplating some universal question before grumbling and pulling the bowl back towards him. He takes three more big spoonfuls of his oatmeal making Jayce smile as the bowl is passed back towards him.

“Thank you.” Jayce takes the bowl, then his smile gets bigger, “You know, your birthday is coming up soon.”

That gets Viktor to peek up a little, “Really?”

“Yup. Three more days and you’ll be thirteen, officially a teenager.” Jayce chuckles, “Any ideas on what you want for your birthday?”

Viktor shakes his head so Jayce says, “Think on it and when you’ve decided tell me and I’ll get you whatever you want.”

Standing up, Jayce washes up the dishes while Viktor sits at the table thinking. When breakfast is finished the two settle on the couch where Jayce conducts reading lessons, Viktor already came to him knowing the basics of reading and writing so Jayce helps the boy read harder grade level books. Proud whenever Viktor eats through book after book with rapt attention, a love to read and learn more about the world around him. Currently they’ve been reading through the Lord of the Rings trilogy, a classic and Jayce’s favorite series.

He’s been thinking about allowing Viktor to watch the movies at some point but doesn’t want to ruin the boy's brain with TV just yet.

Viktor squirms against Jayce on the couch, politely bookmarking his spot before setting the book down, “Can we get more books?”

“Is that what you want to do for your birthday?” Jayce asks, setting his own book to the side.

“Yes! Can we go to the big bookstore, please?” 

“Of course we can, I said we’d do whatever you want and I meant it.” Jayce grins, watching as Viktor’s eyes sparkle with joy.

“Thank you, da!” Jumping up, Viktor moves to sit on Jayce’s lap, leaning in and pressing a kiss to the man’s check. Then nuzzling his face against Jayce’s cheek, beard and neck before settling against the man’s chest.

Jayce remembers the first time Viktor started to call him Da, immediately calling Caitlyn the moment the boy was down for a nap and explaining the situation. She had laughed at him before cooing, "That's good, Jayce! It means he’s warming up to you. It’s important for fawns to build familial bonds, they seek out socialization and protection from those bonds.”

He almost wanted to cry. Viktor thought of Jayce as a protective father figure and it’s true, Jayce would do anything for his fawn. It will be a terrible day when Viktor realizes that he has Jayce wrapped around his fingers and could get the man to do anything he wanted.

Nuzzling into Viktor’s dark curls, Jayce picks his book back up to continue reading while Viktor happily relaxes against his chest.

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When Viktor’s birthday arrives, Jayce does as he promised and takes Viktor to the bookstore the moment it opens. It’s an hour long drive from the woods into town and the whole time Viktor is practically vibrating in his seat, picking at the shirt Jayce made him put on. It’s frowned upon for vastayans to walk around naked but Viktor has a weird hatred for wearing anything that isn’t Jayce’s so the man settles with Viktor wearing one of his shirts like it’s a dress. It’s adorably large on the boy. The radio plays some old tunes that Viktor doesn’t pay much attention to as he talks to Jayce excitedly about what books he plans on getting at the bookstore. 

Jayce is already thinking about how he’s going to sneak a cake into the truck while Viktor is perusing through the isles. He already called ahead to the bakery for them to prepare a cake. The plan is to drop Viktor off with Sky at the bookstore then sneak out under the guise of work stuff so he can grab the cake and a present. Viktor is too excited about getting new books to have any interest in Jayce’s work which makes his plan all the more easier as they park the truck.

Jayce waits for Viktor to come around and grab his hand before they head inside where they’re created by Sky.

“Hello, Viktor. I hear it’s someone’s birthday today.” She smiles at the kid who grins back up at her.

“Miss Young! I am thirteen today! Da says that I’m technically a teenager now, does that mean I can read more grownup books?” Viktor asks and just like Jayce, Sky folds to the doe’s sweetness.

“Of course we can; here I laid some books out for you to check out before we walk around. I believe Mr. Talis has some business to attend to for a bit.” She waves at him, “We’ll be here when you return.”

Heading out, Jayce quickly grabs the cake first and places it in the cooler he keeps in the back seat before he heads to the grocery store. There he grabs new fruit for Viktor to try and a few things to make homemade sweet milk, Viktor’s favorite. Once he’s finished purchasing and setting everything in the back Jayce drives over to pick Viktor back up.

His boy is seated quietly at the front desk, nose already buried in his knee book along with a stack of five sitting beside him.

“Did you say thank you?” Jayce asks as he hands over his card to purchase the books.

Viktor nods his head but just in case looks back to Miss Young and shouts happily, “Thank you!”

Back home, Jayce doesn’t have to hide his purchases as Viktor is quick to grab his new books and set himself up in the living room to read. Comfortably sitting under a blanket with Jayce’s shirt pulled off his body to use it as an extra blanket.

Huffing a laugh, Jayce puts everything away and sets things out for dinner later then takes a seat at the table. There he sets two ripe peaches down, his hunting knife and a few napkins. 

“Do you want some fruit, love?” Jayce asks, smirking when he hears Viktor set his book down before rushing over. To his surprise, Viktor doesn’t sit on the chair next to him, instead the little vastayan jumps up onto Jayce’s lap and makes himself comfortable there. 

“You got peaches!” Viktor gasps, squirming with excitement.

“Uh huh.” Jayce grins, working through cutting the peach in thin slices for Viktor to eat, “Nice and juicy, too. Made sure to get you something nice as a treat.”

Jayce is thankful that fruit is the one thing Viktor will always eat until his plate is empty. As he cuts each slice, Jayce holds out the piece for Viktor who happily eats it from the man’s hand. Peach juice drips down Viktor’s mouth and chin, so Jayce has to stop every few minutes to clean up his boy's mess before cutting another piece.

When a piece is particularly juicy, Viktor will take it from Jayce’s fingers and then wrap his lips around the man’s fingers. His little mouth sucking off the juice and licking at Jayce’s skin until it’s cleaned off to the boy's satisfaction. Jayce feels his cheeks heat up a little at the touch, his mind plummeting to dark places as the boy sucks on his fingers while squirming on Jayce’s lap.

It’s- no , he shouldn’t be thinking like this. Jayce shakes off that wretched thought, he’s spending time with his boy and this is a day that should be filled with joy. They finish up both the peaches, Viktor eating the majority and Jayce eating the last three pieces when the boy complains about being too full. Resting the knife on the table, Jayce brings his hand over Viktor’s belly, feeling the slight bulge of food there makes Jayce’s chest swell with heat. He fed his little fawn good so far today.

Viktor yawns.

“Come on, baby, let’s get you cleaned up and you can have a nap in daddy’s bed.” Jayce doesn’t let the boy go, instead uses one arm to carry Viktor to the bathroom and help him wash his hands and face.

Jayce settles the fawn in bed first before dressing down, they don’t have anywhere to go for the rest of the day so he settles for a pair of black sweats to wear. 

As he lifts the covers, Viktor rolls over and asks, “What’s a pussy?”

Jayce chokes, fumbling and dropping the covers as he uses a fist to hit his chest until the coughing fit calms down.

“E-excuse me? Where did you hear that word.” Surely not from Miss Young, she’s a professional and knows how to handle kids since she leads the children’s corner of the bookstore. She’d never say anything like that to Viktor.

Viktor fiddles with a string on the covers, “There was a man who came in the bathroom when I was peeing, and he told me I have a pretty pussy.”

Jayce’s entire mood sours within a second of those words being spoken, something dark rears its ugly head and howls with rage. Whoever this man was, Jayce would find them and deal with them. What kind of sick freak says that to a kid.

Controlling the rage inside of him, Jayce asks next, “Did he touch you?”

“No. But he asked me to lift my shirt up so he can see my pussy better.”

He almost puts a hole in the wall. Almost.

The only thing keeping him sane is the fact that if Jayce showed an inkling of rage Viktor would have a panic attack and be terrified of him. He’s working too hard for Viktor’s love and trust so he refuses to let his anger get the best of him.

Sitting down on the bed, Jayce pulls Viktor into his arms and kiss his hair. Taking a few huffs at the boy's gentle woodland scent as his heartbeat calms down.

“If someone ever speaks to you like that again you get me or someone you know. Do you understand? No one should ever ask you those kinds of things nor should they be trying to look at you like that.” Jayce tells him.

Viktor scrunches his eyebrows, “Why not?”

“It’s inappropriate not to mention illegal, you’re a kid, baby. No one should be trying to see that stuff until you’re an adult.”

“But you see my stuff all the time.” Viktor stumbles over his wording a bit, unsure what ‘stuff’ means in this context.

Jayce could punch himself, “That’s different, baby. Daddy isn’t trying to be a creep and assault you like that man was doing. Plus you refuse to wear clothes.”

“I like wearing your scent,” Viktor nuzzles Jayce’s chest, “Makes me feel safe.”

“I know, baby.” Jayce kisses those dark brown locks.

“You didn't answer my question, Da. What’s a pussy?”

Well, now is better than later.

“It’s um,” Jayce moves Viktor off his lap so the boy is facing him, “Your pussy is the thing between your legs, it’s where you pee out of and uh-eventually you can have sex there if you want.”

“Oh, ok.” Viktor nods in understanding, “But Da is my pussy pretty like the man said?”

Fuck, Jayce scratches the back of his neck and nods, “Sure.”

The boy giggles, “Da! You didn’t even look.”

And to Jayce’s utter shock and horror, the boy spreads his legs apart like something out of some sick porno. Between those brown legs almost hidden behind white fur is a small pink pussy that glistens back at Jayce. It twitches as if sensing his eyes on it, Viktor’s pussy is so small it couldn’t possibly fit-no. Stop.

Jayce reaches out to close Viktor’s legs, “Very cute love, now let’s take a nap. You still have your birthday cake to look forward to later today.”

That gets Viktor to forget about the conversation as he shouts with joy and curls up against his daddy’s side.

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Jayce forgets about the conversation a week later when things have settled down. He had a lengthy conversation with Sky about some weirdo talking to Viktor in the bathroom and the two of them kept an eye out just in case that stranger came back. Meanwhile, Viktor was as chipper as ever with his new books.

Not until Tuesday morning rolls around and Jayce wakes up to a sickly Viktor clinging to him. The sheets are soaked beneath the fawn, his hair clinging to his face as it’s drenched in sweat and the room is filled with the smell of something musky and hot. Jayce’s heart plummets, thinking that Viktor caught the same stomach flu he had the first month he was with Jayce. A terrible thing that had the boy throwing up everything he ate, making it an even harder struggle for Viktor to gain weight.

“Oh baby,” Jayce soothes, cupping Viktor’s face, “Let’s get you in the bath and see if that’ll help.”

“Da.” Viktor whimpers, clinging to Jayce’s night shirt as the man carries him to the bathroom.

Sitting Viktor down on the toilet wrapped in a blanket, Jayce quickly starts a cool bath before stripping the sheets off the bed and tossing them in the wash. Coming back to the bathroom, Jayce helps Viktor into the cool bath, washing the sweat off his body and fur. Viktor must have caught something bad because the boy desperately clings to Jayce, whining and nuzzling him every so often.

“Come on, let’s get you comfortable.” Jayce swaddles Viktor in towels to dry him off and then puts a hand to his forehead. “Hm, a favor.”

“Hot.” Viktor whines.

“I’m gonna put you on the couch for now, and then change the bed sheets.” Jayce kisses Viktor's forehead.

Setting Viktor down on the couch, Jayce swaddles him up in the blankets and then whistles for the dogs to go lay down in their cage so they don’t bother his boy. Viktor’s already a bit delirious with a fever; the dogs don’t need to come up and get in his business, or worse, scare him.

Changing the sheets, Jayce sets a timer on his phone to remind himself about the wash.

He only gets halfway through changing the sheets before he hears the sound of Viktor’s hooves on the wood as the boy comes up to the door. Tears stream down his thin cheeks as he tries to rub them away but he just keeps crying.

Dropping the sheets, Jayce beelines for the boy and kneels down to cup Viktor’s face.

“Baby, what’s wrong? You know you can tell daddy if something hurts, I’ll do anything to help.”

“I’m sorry,” Viktor hiccups, “I’m sorry, I made an even bigger mess, da. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“What happened?”

Viktor drops the blanket around him to reveal a sticky mess between his legs, glistening white substance that sticks to his fur. Jayce’s jaw drops open as he takes in the sight of Viktor’s flushed body, slick between his thighs, nipples hard and rosy. 

Oh. Oh . Jayce puts it all together; Viktor’s in heat which means his body is entering maturation as it feels like the vastayan has found the perfect mate but Viktor never is around anyone else besides…oh shit.

“Lemme finish the bed, Viktor.” Jayce wraps the blanket back around the fawn before going back to doing the sheets. When he’s done he has Viktor sit on the edge of the bed and kneel in front of him, “Baby, you’re not sick you’re just in heat. You’ve read about this, remember?”

Viktor nods his head, “Hurts, Da. I feel so empty, please. I need something in me.”

You need a cock in you, Jayce’s mind supplies too easily. He shakes it off.

Opening the nightstand drawer, Jayce finds his old dildo in there that he hasn’t used since even before Viktor came to live with him. It's just small enough to not hurt the boy but fill him up enough.

“Lay down, love. Daddy is gonna show you how to help yourself.” Jayce swallows as Viktor drops the blanket, opening his legs to reveal his sopping wet pussy. The little cock hiding between the folds is flushed an angry red and jutting out with neediness.

Looking up at the ceiling and taking a deep breath, Jayce prays for control.

The first thing he does is press a kiss to Viktor’s forehead as he shuts to sit on the bed, back to the headboard and moves Viktor to sit between his own legs. The boy is more than happy to be swallowed up in between his daddy’s huge thighs as he spreads his own open. Slick leaks out of Viktor’s pussy and onto the clean sheets, creating a wet spot beneath them.

Pouring lube onto his fingers, Jayce lets it warm up first before touching that sweltering pussy, he has to bite his bottom lip to stop himself from moaning out loud as Viktor swallows his fingers so easily. There's no fight or struggle even when he uses two of them, his pussy is a hungry thing that sucks the intrusion in. 

“Ah!” Viktor shouts, hips thrusting against Jayce’s fingers to get them deeper inside of him. “More, please daddy. I want more.”

“Shhh, baby. I need to open you up first.” Jayce soothes, rubbing his fingers in circles. He wants to make sure Viktor is nice and lose before he tries the dildo.

Viktor doesn’t seem to care nor does he have the patience as he sobs around Jayce’s fingers.

“Daddy, it’s not enough! Please!” He cries.

“Ok, ok.” Jayce adds a third finger, pumping them in and out of Viktor’s pussy. The loud squelching of Viktor’s doe cunny sucking him in and out has Jayce feeling hot under the collar, his own dick responding. 

Everything about this has him so turned on; the smell, the sound, the sight of his baby boy squirming on his thick fingers. Oh, how could anyone look at this sight and not fall to their knees trying to get a taste. 

At four fingers, Jayce curls them up until he finds that soft spot that has Viktor shouting as he comes all over Jayce’s hand and the sheets. Viktor’s cunt flutters around daddy’s fingers, hot and stinking the room up with heat and sex. Pulling his fingers out, Jayce ignores Viktor’s pathetic sobs as he picks up the dildo.

“I’m gonna use this to help alleviate the cramps, love. You need a few orgasms in you before your heat calms down.” Jayce explains, rubbing the silicone head against the boys clit. “Doesn’t that feel good, baby?”

To his surprise, Viktor shakes his head, “I don’t want a fake cock, daddy. I want yours!”

“Wh-where did you learn that word!?” 

Viktor sniffs, leaning up to nuzzle the underside of Jayce’s jaw, “I stole a book from Miss Young’s desk, she seemed to really like it and so I wanted to read it. And it had sex in it. Please don’t be mad, daddy. I’ll give it back to her.”

Swallowing, Jayce stares at the slick ridden sheets, “Did you like what you read?”

The boy nods, arching his back with a gasp as Jayce slowly pushes the dildo inside of his cunt.

“Tell me.” Jayce growls, voice deepening with lust, “Tell daddy what you liked in the book, baby. Did you touch yourself to it? Make yourself all wet and horny while daddy was at work, huh? Such a dirty boy.”

“Da!” Viktor sobs, “I-I liked it! I liked it a lot!”

“Tell me.”

“The lady in the book, she um-ugh-she was sucking the man’s cock, and couldn’t stop smelling his balls because it was so good and masculine. And uh-she liked when the man would eat her pussy out-“ Viktor arches his back, his little ass pressing against Jayce’s hardon as he mewls, “Daddy.”

The dildo fucks in and out of Viktor at a rapid pace, the orgasm from early really loosened that pussy up to the point where the dildo can shove all the way inside before hitting Viktor’s cervix. Causing a little bulge in the boy's stomach. The sight alone sends Jayce mad as he thinks about how much bigger that bulge would be if it was his cock instead.

“I bet you wish this was daddy’s cock, huh, love? Wanna bounce on my dick until you ruin our sheets again.”

Viktor is practically crying now, “Yes! Yes! Please, I’ll be such a good boy, please I want you so badly, Da.”

“Just give me one more orgasm baby, wanna watch that pussy get all creamy and sensitive before I fuck you.” Jayce groans, rubbing against Viktor’s ass. He doesn’t want to come yet but it’s so hard to resist rubbing against that pert little thing.

Shakily, Viktor nods his head, hands coming up to grip Jayce’s biceps as the boy spreads his legs even wider. He moans so pretty, cheeks flushed and sweat dripping down his face as Jayce keeps up a wicked pace. The faster he gets to see his boy come then maybe they can take a break and talk about what just happened.

It doesn’t take long for Viktor to gush around the dildo, this time he squirts a bit around the silicone as well. Each time Jayce fucks the dildo inside he watches as Viktor’s legs shake and a thing of squirt sprays out onto the bed and his hand. Fuck he wished he’d recorded that. When he’s finished, Viktor practically collapses against Jayce’s arms, exhausted from having two orgasms in a row. 

Maneuvering Viktor to the cleaner side of the bed, Jayce picks up the couch blanket to wipe him down and then leaves to change the laundry. It’ll be a while before Viktor wakes up again.

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Jayce gives Viktor a bath later. Once the boy wakes up face less flush and looking more aware of himself and his surroundings. They don’t bring up what happened before the nap, even when Viktor’s eyes glance to the dildo sitting on the nightstand and then back at Jayce’s face. The older man swaddles the boy up in his arms and takes him for a wash, changing the sheets again and throwing the dirty ones into the wash while Viktor cleans himself. Exhaustion nips at Jayce’s bones when he walks back into the bathroom, catching sight of Viktor’s dark hair drenched and his boy looking lost in thought.

“You ok there, bud?” Jayce takes a seat on the edge of the tub, glad there’s still soap residue to cover Viktor’s lower body. “I didn’t…hurt you did I?”

God, the thought of hurting Viktor. To be the person to cause him pain, it makes Jayce’s stomach clench in pain. The rational part of his brain tries to tell him that Jayce is hurting Viktor but touching him in such a hideous way. He should go into town and have himself confess what he did so Viktor can be given to a better family.

But what if they also mistreat Viktor like this? His mind supplies easily, far too easily. What if they do worse? What if they make his precious baby boy sob and bleed?

Rage bubbles up inside of Jayce and his only saving grace is when Viktor speaks.

“Da? Did you mean it when you said that you’d fuck me?” Viktor’s youthful innocence almost seems to stumble over the foul word.

Swallowing, Jayce clears his thoughts as those golden eyes stare up at him. Waiting ever so patiently for him to answer.

“I… Love, I shouldn’t have said those things to you. A man my age and in my position would be put in a cell for doing that to you , you’re young and should be-”

“I want to be with you!” Viktor cuts him off, his little body shaking as he continues, “I know what it means to go in heat, I’ve read the books. And I want to be with you, my body knows it, I know it, so why can’t I?”

“It’s wrong.” Jayce argues. 

Viktor looks down as if deep in thought, that small wavering voice of his could have crumbled empires with how sweet and gentle it is, “I don’t understand how something so wrong could feel so right. The book Mrs. Sky read made it seem good, and when you touched me it did feel good. I want you to touch me there again, Da, please. It feels so good.”

Jayce needs to make a note to have a discussion with Sky and the media she consumes later. But for now he ignores Viktor’s insistent questions, helping the fawn out of the bath and drying him off. Usually, once Viktor has dried off, Jayce will let him run off but now after recent events, he’s quick to push a shirt over the boys naked chest. Jayce can’t control himself around the boy it seems, so the best option now would be to make the temptations lessen. Viktor frowns at the shirt but doesn’t argue, noting his fathers bad mood like it was a foul smell in the room.

Moving them back to the bedroom, Jayce searches for his phone while Viktor curls up on the bed. 

Once the device is in hand, Jayce is momentarily lost with what to do now. He could call Caitlyn, so sure she’d put him in cuffs and put him through the system. Maybe Sky would take Viktor while the boys heat finishes off. But there is that nagging part of Jayce’s brain that bares its teeth like an animal at the thought of Viktor not being close by. The urge to care and protect what is his. It should be off putting. Jayce is the adult in the relationship but at the same time….

He puts his phone away, swallowing as he turns back to find Viktor lying on the bed. Shirt rucked up over his chest as the boy’s mouth is open in soft little gasps as he touches his pussy. Cheeks burning and his nipples-fuck, Jayce wants to lick and bite those little things, see how pink he can make them.

“Viktor, what-”

“It hurts again, daddy.” Viktor whines, “It’s so hot and-and I can’t stop. Feels so good when I touch my pussy. Please, da, please touch me.”

“Baby, we shouldn’t.”

The fawns ear flicks with annoyance, “I bet that man in the bathroom would have happily touched me without argument.”

Jayce feels his face harden with rage, “Don’t say that.”

“Why not it’s true. He would have done I it and I would have probably liked it, even if it wasn’t you.”

There is a part of Jayce that knows if he takes this leap forward he can never go back to the man he once was. That this will open up a terrible monster inside of him and Jayce wont be able to look at himself in the mirror for the years to come.

He decides he doesn’t care and would rather be a selfish man.

Grabbing Viktor by the hips, Jayce pulls the boy up to sit on his daddy’s lap. Grunting as Viktor squirms against his straining erection, it hurts to have his dick rubbing against the boys wet cunny. Leaning down, Jayce kisses the little fawn, cherish the sweet moan coming out of Viktor’s mouth as their lips crash together. He could listen to those pretty sounds all night as each time they kiss Viktor lets out soft hums and sighs as he melts in his father’s hold.

Leaning back against the headboard, Jayce pulls Viktor closer as they keep kissing.

Keeping a tight enough grip for Viktor to not sleep but not hard enough to hurt, Jayce starts to rock his hips against Viktor’s. The boy gasps, jaw dropping as his slick starts to ruin Jayce’s pants.

“Fuck, do you feel that love? Feel how hard you make me,” Jayce peppers Viktor’s face with kisses, grunting when Viktor squeezes his legs together.

“Big.” Viktor murmurs more to himself. “I want more. Please, daddy.”

Jayce could just eat his boy up, he’s so sweet. Even when he’s sitting on his dad’s erection and rubbing off against it.

“Of course love, but first we’re going to need to stretch you open." Reaching over to the nightstand, Jayce fumbles to pull out the bottle of lube he keeps in there. He could use the slick leaking between Viktor's legs but decides to add more, you can never co wrong with more. He wants his baby to feel good, especially if Viktor truly wants to keep his promise and take all of Jayce.

Pouring the lube onto one hand, Jayce tosses the bottle to the side and rubs it between his fingers. Making sure its not too cold as he helps Viktor into a comfortable leaning position before slipping a finger inside. Viktor's still loose from earlier, Jayce's finger slipping inside so easily that he adds a second once soon after, and then a third. Viktor clenches up around the thick intrusion, his pussy giving a loud squelch as slick gushes over Jayce's fingers. Setting a quick rhyme to start with, Jayce already has plans to add a fourth finger to the bath before even attempting to fuck his son.

Viktor lays against Jayce's body, head nuzzling his daddy's throat while kissing the pulse point on his neck every once in a while. His gasps and moans are like music to Jayce's ears as he pushes his fingers in as deeply as he can go. Jayce still can't believe he gets to have this with Viktor. Out of everything he expected to have with the boy, their relationship delving into this twisted sense of father-son love wasn't at all what he expected.

But Jayce isn't too upset about it. Instead he's happy that Viktor would chose him over anyone else in the future to come. That Jayce never has to worry about his boy bringing home a stranger to call 'boyfriend' and that Jayce can keep Viktor all to himself.

"You're thinking to much." Viktor giggles, nibbling against Jayce's throat, "You're heartbeat got so quick all of a sudden."

"Sorry." Jayce grunts as he shifts Viktor around into another comfortable position.

"What were you thinking of?" Viktor kisses him.

Jayce swallows, afraid of telling the truth but dares not to lie, "You. And the fact that you're mine to keep."

"Of course you get to keep me, you're my daddy."

Jayce lets out a low moan at that, "No one will ever treat you as good as i can baby."

Viktor gasps as Jayce adds his pinky inside of him, then uses his thumb to play with the boys clit. He can feel the moment when Viktor comes as the boys cunt clenches around him tightly, a high pitched cry escaping from his lips as Viktor throws his head back. Licking his lips, Jayce keeps fingering the pretty fawn in his arms as Viktor squirms before completetly going limp. Panting so heavily his face has turned red.

"Good boy." Jayce coos, "You took my fingers so well, baby."

Viktor clenches around him once more, a little whimper escaping the boys lips, "Too much."

Slipping his fingers out, Jayce kisses up his loves neck as he helps Viktor to lie on his side. Curling around the smaller body like a he's trying to protect Viktor from whatever unseen force might be lurking outside the room. Viktor lets out a soft sigh, his tail wagging happily before slowing down as he falls asleep. Pressing a kiss to Viktor's curls, Jayce lets himself fall asleep to the sound of the Viktor's breathing.