Just as before, the more skin to skin contact they share, the stronger the recursive sensations become; the full press of Viktor's palm is like a rivulet of feeling becoming a river. It draws a soft, encouraging sound from K. At the request, he disentangles himself enough so he can sit up and tug off his shirt, then he's gently touching Viktor's face again as he leans down to kiss him.
Viktor responded to the kiss hungrily, eager for even the smallest part of making K feel nice. As soon as he could, his palm touched K's shoulder and followed it to the area just under K's collarbone.
I can feel your energy. I don't know if it's your inner power system or just the way that your magic spreads throughout your entire body.
It felt like different branching paths coalesced closer to the center of K's chest. From collarbone to clavicles, Viktor's touch remained light but still in contact with K's skin. What had been a ghostly echo was now something that felt so real Viktor would have sworn that the identical touch was slowly tracing across him too. But just the touch of a hand did would not seem to feel as if warm tendrils of energy were connecting the closer that Viktor was getting to the center of K's chest.
The lingering warmth left in the wake of Viktor's touch makes K feel as though, if his body were capable of it, it would be glowing in those places the same as Viktor's could now. The warmth slowly spreads of its own accord as well, and perhaps it is his own innate magic reacting to Viktor's, attracted like a magnetic force toward each other. As far as he knows, his magic stems from his altered blood and so in a practical sense, his magic and physiology could very well be one and the same, intrinsically intertwined.
He's still cupping Viktor's face with one of his hands, stroking his cheek with his thumb. It's helping to anchor K. As is so often the case with Viktor, it would be only too easy to lose himself in the shared sensations. But right now, he prefers to remain more present in the moment, taking in everything that's happening.
I think it's reacting to your magic. You can feel it too?
I don't know if it is reacting; I've never felt this way before.
Since they didn't have to talk with their mouths and neither one needed to breathe, they could continue to kiss with no interruption. Viktor shifted a little bit so the palm of his other hand could also touch K's bare chest. Magnets being attracted to each other made sense because Viktor had the urge to be as close to K as he could, which is why he wrapped one of his legs over K's thigh. His free hand moved to be in the center of K's chest and the echoed feeling was so strong that Viktor made a little half-swallowed sound into the kiss.
With one hand directly above the other, it was like something closed the circuit and just the smallest rill of magic glittered between Viktor's hands and from their up his arms and into his body. Like a stone thrown into a pond, ripples of light emanated from his shoulders down to the rest of his body.
Whatever I just did, please don't stop touching me.
The thrill of sensation when the circuit is finally completed causes a shiver to run through K as he sighs into the kiss. Whether it's their combined magic, a more technological connection, or perhaps an amalgamation of everything he can't really say, because he's never felt anything like this before either. Not even the effects of the Familiar bond during intimacy have felt quite like this.
You're glowing.
He hasn't actually looked down at Viktor's body to know this — he can feel it. And he can feel it even more strongly once he nudges Viktor's legs farther apart and presses their bodies closer together, the light material of his flannel sleep pants unable to conceal the effect everything is having on him. Particularly when he begins moving his hips against Viktor's in a languid concession to pleasure. Still cradling Viktor's face with one hand, he runs the other along as much of Viktor's body as he can reach, the request to keep touching him releasing K from any hesitation he may have felt. Maybe this is what they both need right now.
The mix of magic and technology was unique and maybe only possible for people like K and Viktor. K's free hand had traced its way down Viktor's side until his fingers could sneak under the waistband of Viktor's pajama pants and run gently along the ridge where Viktor's hip met his thigh. That made Viktor moan into the kiss, and everywhere K's skin came into contact with Viktor's metal body, it would glow with the magic of the Familiar bond touching itself. The glow was even following the path that his fingers were taking on Viktor's hip.
More. I want to feel more of you.
To that end, Viktor's legs curled around K's waist, pulling him closer. Even though that practically put K on top of him, Viktor didn't care. Both of his hands slipped around either side, and once they aligned again with one over the other on K's spine, that same little thrill of magic glittered between them.
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Just as before, the more skin to skin contact they share, the stronger the recursive sensations become; the full press of Viktor's palm is like a rivulet of feeling becoming a river. It draws a soft, encouraging sound from K. At the request, he disentangles himself enough so he can sit up and tug off his shirt, then he's gently touching Viktor's face again as he leans down to kiss him.
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I can feel your energy. I don't know if it's your inner power system or just the way that your magic spreads throughout your entire body.
It felt like different branching paths coalesced closer to the center of K's chest. From collarbone to clavicles, Viktor's touch remained light but still in contact with K's skin. What had been a ghostly echo was now something that felt so real Viktor would have sworn that the identical touch was slowly tracing across him too. But just the touch of a hand did would not seem to feel as if warm tendrils of energy were connecting the closer that Viktor was getting to the center of K's chest.
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The lingering warmth left in the wake of Viktor's touch makes K feel as though, if his body were capable of it, it would be glowing in those places the same as Viktor's could now. The warmth slowly spreads of its own accord as well, and perhaps it is his own innate magic reacting to Viktor's, attracted like a magnetic force toward each other. As far as he knows, his magic stems from his altered blood and so in a practical sense, his magic and physiology could very well be one and the same, intrinsically intertwined.
He's still cupping Viktor's face with one of his hands, stroking his cheek with his thumb. It's helping to anchor K. As is so often the case with Viktor, it would be only too easy to lose himself in the shared sensations. But right now, he prefers to remain more present in the moment, taking in everything that's happening.
I think it's reacting to your magic. You can feel it too?
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Since they didn't have to talk with their mouths and neither one needed to breathe, they could continue to kiss with no interruption. Viktor shifted a little bit so the palm of his other hand could also touch K's bare chest. Magnets being attracted to each other made sense because Viktor had the urge to be as close to K as he could, which is why he wrapped one of his legs over K's thigh. His free hand moved to be in the center of K's chest and the echoed feeling was so strong that Viktor made a little half-swallowed sound into the kiss.
With one hand directly above the other, it was like something closed the circuit and just the smallest rill of magic glittered between Viktor's hands and from their up his arms and into his body. Like a stone thrown into a pond, ripples of light emanated from his shoulders down to the rest of his body.
Whatever I just did, please don't stop touching me.
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You're glowing.
He hasn't actually looked down at Viktor's body to know this — he can feel it. And he can feel it even more strongly once he nudges Viktor's legs farther apart and presses their bodies closer together, the light material of his flannel sleep pants unable to conceal the effect everything is having on him. Particularly when he begins moving his hips against Viktor's in a languid concession to pleasure. Still cradling Viktor's face with one hand, he runs the other along as much of Viktor's body as he can reach, the request to keep touching him releasing K from any hesitation he may have felt. Maybe this is what they both need right now.
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More. I want to feel more of you.
To that end, Viktor's legs curled around K's waist, pulling him closer. Even though that practically put K on top of him, Viktor didn't care. Both of his hands slipped around either side, and once they aligned again with one over the other on K's spine, that same little thrill of magic glittered between them.