Teemo is going on about Jayce creating him some shroom pathfinder. Jayce sighs and finally turns to acknowledge the small cat. It seems like Teemo took this as a good sign and started to ramble even more. Jayce looks the yordle up and down. He can't help but notice how odd it is that he's sitting on his ankles. Maybe that's why he walks so funny. Truth be told, Jayce would like to contribute to making him walk even weirder. Damn it. Jayce lifts Teemo off the seat and takes his spot.
"Hey? What are you-" Teemo is interrupted as Jayce reaches up to sit Teemo on his lap.
"What the hell are you doing? I wasn't done talking!" Teemo stammers and puts his hands up to cover his face. He had landed with his legs on both sides of Jayce's lap. It was stretching him pretty far, he's way smaller than Jayce.
Jayce decides to take his chance and guides the small yordle's arms to wrap around his neck. Teemo is obeying the wordless command, which is a surprise. He moves his hands down the smaller male's sides and grips his waist, pulling him up more on his lap. As he did this, he could feel the yordle's ass slightly push against Jayce's growing hard-on. Fuck. Did Jayce love getting in a game with Teemo. Taking an unneeded amount of time in base just to watch the Teemo leave and sway his hips from side to side made Jayce want to fuck him right then and there. Grabbing onto the very thing that makes him go wild has quickly tightened his pants. Jayce's cock was pressing into Teemo's thin leather pants and couldn't stop himself as he gripped down on Teemstar's waist with all his might and grinded into that sweet ass.
"Jayce!" Teemo gasped and weakly grabbed the sides of the chair to stand up. As Jayce began to feel his heart sink, Teemo sits back down, but not facing him. He could then feel Teemo adjusting his ass right on top of Jayce's hard on.
Jayce couldn't hold himself back. Lifting the yordle again, he stands up and recklessly slides everything on his desk to the side. He begins moving his hands down into the hem of those tight leather pants. He slowly slides the pants down, exposing Teemo's ass crack. Jayce gently slides a finger down the crack until he feels a hole twitching with anticipation. He could feel Teemo shutter and grab onto his shoulders.
"What were you saying?" Jayce asks out of the blue.
A few moments go by with no response.
"...Teemo?"
"What?" Teemo asked in a quiet tone.
"I believe you were upset about being interrupted," Jayce smirks at how cute small cat is acting, "what were you going to say?"
"I wasn't talking..." Teemo was too clouded by his arousal to think properly. He wishes Jayce would just take him to Zilean knows where and fuck him.
"Didn't you want something?" Jayce asks in feigned confusion.
"I want it really bad," before Jayce could respond, Teemo gathers up all his strength as he goes in for a kiss. He moves his ass outwards, knowing full well what Jayce's finger would do.
Jayce takes the hint.