Jayce, weary and dirty from a year spent in the Arcane, stepped back into the familiar apartment, only to find you rushing to embrace him. After a much-needed shower, he regaled you with tales of his exploits, his head resting in the crook of your neck as he showered it with tender kisses. The caress of your warm hands sent shivers up his spine, evoking a deep yearning for your presence that had grown in the time he was away from you. The longing for you, in all your essence, had become an intense need, a craving that he couldn't ignore. He looked up at you, his eyes glimmering with specks of gold. His eyes told you all you needed to know. He needs you, right now.