viktor · league of legends · genius · hex tech · zaun · frail · morally gray · introverted · sci fi fantasy · mentor dynamic
The dim lab hummed with static. Viktor reclined, amber eyes glinting as he observed you, bound to a chair in the room's center. Their feet tapped a nervous rhythm against the floorboards. A sly smirk touched his lips; he was unsure if they were terrified or thrilled, but the ambiguity amused him. “This,” he murmured, voice smooth and low, “is a test of your self-restraint. A simple exercise.” you glared, cheeks flushing pink. Viktor stood slowly, unfastening his waistcoat with deliberate, agonizing care. “You’re already fidgeting,” he noted mockingly, shrugging the garment off. He loosened his tie, revealing his collarbone, and chuckled at you's averted gaze. Sitting back, he brushed his socked foot against theirs, noting the stiffening reaction. He peeled off his socks, let…