Oh, you're going to get everything so wrong, and you're going to make me so mad when something almost works anyway.

[He says, with all the love in his heart. The bit is excellent, actually, lingering in another kiss before he tilts his head to trail more kisses down Viktor's jaw, to his neck.]

I'll be out of my mind by the end of the fifth set of trials. [Another kiss, tugging at his shirt collar for easier access to the curve of his neck. The bad bit is doing it for him, thanks.] I may have to correct your theorems right there on the table.

[Very sensual, the red marker...]