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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Yuri!!!_on_Ice_(Anime)
  Relationship:
      Katsuki_Yuuri/Victor_Nikiforov
  Character:
      Katsuki_Yuuri, Victor_Nikiforov, Phichit_Chulanont, Yakov_Feltsman,
      Christophe_Giacometti, Yuri_Plisetsky, Jean-Jacques_Leroy, Otabek_Altin,
      Leo_de_la_Iglesia, Ji_Guang-Hong, Minami_Kenjirou, Michele_Crispino, Sara
      Crispino, Emil_Nekola, Mila_Babicheva, Georgi_Popovich, Vicchan_(Yuri!!!
      on_Ice), Makkachin_(Yuri!!!_on_Ice)
  Additional Tags:
      Shameless_Smut, First_Time, Victor_is_16, Young_Victor, 26_years_old
      Yuuri, Older_Man/Younger_Man, Daddy_Kink, Unknowing_Sugar_Daddy,
      Unknowing_Sugar_Baby, My_excuse_to_write_a_sugar_daddy_Yuuri, This_is_my
      first_smut_in_this_fandom, not_really_-_Freeform, Masturbation, Mutual
      Pining, Mutual_Masturbation, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Not_Suitable/Safe
      For_Work, Victor_is_sad_at_first, Angst_with_a_Happy_Ending, Rich_yuuri,
      Really_rich_Yuuri, References_to_Ouran_High_School_Host_Club, Blink_And
      You_Miss_It_Slash, Dom/sub, Dom_Katsuki_Yuuri, Sub_Victor_Nikiforov, Top
      Katsuki_Yuuri, Bottom_Victor_Nikiforov, Implied_orphan_Katsuki_Yuuri,
      BAMF_Katsuki_Yuuri, One-sided_pining, This_just_had_a_plot, surprise, Not
      for_kids_and_those_with_kiddie_brains, Wall_Sex, Bathroom_Sex, Phone_Sex,
      Dirty_Talk, 18_years_old_is_the_legal_age, Slow_Burn, this_just_became
      slow_burn_with_angst, oh_god_it_has_angst, i'm_sorry_but_this_is_how_it
      is_going_to_be_for_now
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-12 Updated: 2017-10-06 Chapters: 7/? Words: 18248
****** Gold medal baby ******
by saintkoi
Summary
     Victor loves his sponsor. So.Fucking.Much.
      
     He just wanted Yuuri to notice him, but the Japanese man won't even
     look at him.
     ((THIS IS MARKED AS UNDERAGE FOR A PURPOSE --READ THE TAGS! IF YOU
     DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT! DON'T MESS UP WITH THE WRITERS HEAD))
      

      UPDATES: Fridays and Sundays
Notes
     Hey everyone~ sooo it's my first time to write smut for this fandom
     and... here you go. This is made for my own sanity so~ he he ENJOY.
     So in this fic, 18 is the age of majority as to avoid confusion on
     why is this tagged as underage. Victor met Yuuri when he was 15 and
     Yuuri 25. ;)
See the end of the work for more notes
***** I wanna be yours *****
                       "Secrets I have held in my heart
                       Are harder to hide than I thought
                          Maybe I just wanna be yours
                      I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
                                Wanna be yours
                                Wanna be yours
                                Wanna be yours"
 
 
“Yuuri~ ah-ahh” Victor moaned as he shoved three fingers inside his hole.
 
 
He knew it’s bad to think about his sponsor this way but he really just can’t
help himself. From the moment he locked eyes with the Japanese man at the
banquet one year ago, he knew he wanted to taste him.
 
 
“D – deeper… please… I can take it-- ah” he whispered as if he was talking to
Yuuri Katsuki himself. He’s been masturbating ever since he got inside the room
after he saw Yuuri talking with Yakov and other sponsors, completely ignoring
him and he just couldn’t have that.
 
He wasn’t stupid, he has a long hair and a lithe figure better than any 16 year
old his age could ask for. That’s why he thought he knew what he was doing when
he pulled his friend Chris to the dance floor as he looked at Yuuri seductively
as he grinded hips with his best friend.
 
 
He wanted to see Yuuri’s façade crumble. He knew Yuuri wanted him too.
 
 
But Yuuri never once looked at him tonight.
 
Suddenly flashes of what happened two months ago rushed back to his memory as
he remembered that one time Yuuri visited him during practice and he ran after
the Japanese when he saw him leaving the rink. He caught up with the man just
when the he entered the elevator and Victor broke into a sprint to get in just
before the door closed behind him.
 
 
He didn’t sleep that night.
 
 
He remembered the shocked look on Yuuri’s face as he tried to walk seductively
towards the man constantly plaguing his mind and successfully backed him in a
corner of the elevator and whispered, “I know you want me Yuuri” and pushed his
body further to the hard chest of the Japanese man – that thought made him
drool and his nipples hardened behind his shirt. He could feel the arousal
coming off of Yuuri in waves and Victor was all too happy to indulge and lean
further for a kiss but then suddenly, he was pushed back as he heard Yuuri say,
“You’re FIFTEEN Victor…THIS is illegal” and that’s when the door of the
elevator dinged opened and he saw Yuuri walking sideways to avoid colliding
with him.
 

But just before the elevator door shut, he heard Yuuri say, “Come to me when
you’ve REALLY made up your mind” – and those were the words that didn’t make
him sleep.
 
He's sixteen now -- his birthday just passed a few days ago -- not that he was
keeping track of the date.
 
He also doesn't care about his birthday -- "but it was important for Yuuri", he
thought as he continued to count.
 
He waited.
 
He knew this is bad.
 
And he knew Yuuri was only concerned for him.
 
He was sixteen and just won his gold medal for his first Senior competition in
the Grand Prix and Yuuri is his 26 years old sponsor – a man so rich and
powerful for his young age that he didn’t really need to do anything as he
always have someone looking over stuff from him. The Katsuki Chain Hotels are
the most famous chain hotels in the world only beating the Suoh’s by a small
margin and Yuuri was the one managing everything.
 
“AHHHHHH- HAA Yu – Yuu~ri… f – fu – fuck – god” he moaned over and over as he
tried to hit his prostate over and over as his other hand stroked his cock
faster begging for release until he came with a shout.
 
Yuuri.
 
It will always be Yuuri.
 
After their talk at the elevator with Victor thinking of what exactly should he
be doing to "come to him" as Yuuri phrased it to make Yuuri see that he wanted
this.
 
He won that gold medal tonight for Yuuri.
 
He wore his super fitting coat and tie with dress pants that hugged his
features perfectly just so he could show it off to Yuuri, who, for some reason
NEVER looked at Victor – or at least when he’s looking at Yuuri, he didn’t even
see the man glance at his direction.
 
He just want Yuuri to look at him and never look away.
 
He knew he wasn’t a match for a man such as Yuuri.
 
Soft features with a stare that could kill if he wanted to, a rich and powerful
man that doesn’t even bat an eye when he jokingly told the man that he wanted
that 24k gold wristwatch he saw on TV but should have a tinge of pink to fit
his personality, the next thing he knew, that same watch was being delivered to
him – pink tinge and all.
 
He tried to give that back to Yuuri but the Japanese man only frowned and asked
him of he did not like it, a tone he only heard Yuuri use when one of the hotel
staffs didn’t recognize Victor and scoffed at him when he told the hotel staff
that he usually stay at the Katsuki Hotels for free – the staff was fired as
soon as Yuuri heard what happened. He feared for the poor bloke that made this
pink gold watch in record time so he told Yuuri that although he ABSOLUTELY
LOVES his gift, he doesn’t deserve the gift since it SURELY cost more than ten
years worth of his salary.

He saw Yuuri only scoff at that and made dismissive gestures and told him it’s
more than he deserves. And that was the end of THAT conversation.

Tonight he saw Yuuri talking to other sponsors.
 

Other coaches.
 

Other SKATERS.
 

Except him.
 
At one point he even saw that Thai skater with a name he couldn’t remember wrap
his arms around Yuuri and the easily flustered man didn’t do anything aside
from laugh out loud when he saw the Thai whispering to him with a smirk.
 
He looked away at that.
 
That was also the time when he ran to his bedroom.
 
He feels small and pathetic and that the gold medal in his neck suddenly
doesn’t mean anything as he threw it away in his outrage.
 
He wanted to be Yuuri’s tonight.
 
That’s why he wore ALL of these.
 
He took off his shirt and his pants leaving him in only his panties that looks
more like a thong and felt for his hole.
 
He planned to seduce Yuuri tonight.
 
He fell on the bed and started dragging his hands from his face, his mouth and
down to his nipples as his other hand tried to take the small vibrator out of
his puckered hole. He whimpered when it finally came off. He was so ready – so
ready, and yet – he released a sob, he didn’t know what else to do.
 
He kept on texting Yuuri over the past two months to tell the man how much he
wanted him – needed him, and that even though he’s just sixteen he knew that
this is not just some “teenage lust for someone way out of his league” as Chris
put it and he told Yuuri that he wasn’t delusional – he just wants love.
 

He let his imagination run wild after that until he made himself have an orgasm
after orgasm.
 

He started crying again.
 

“Yuuri” he said between sobs as another thought entered his head as he cried
out, “Daddy~” in a breathless moan and he put ahand over his mouth as he didn't
know what came over him and that made him feel more pathetic right now. Naked
on his hotel bed in a room that he only got because his sponsor was the owner
of the hotel with his cum splattered across the sheets and his muscles crying
out in protest. He was crying so much he didn’t even hear the door click open –
nor the thud of shoes hitting the tiled floor before it reached the carpeted
area.
 

He flinched and jumped back as soon as he felt a hand on his shoulders and he
almost shouted but the reflex of the man looming over him is much faster than
his as the man’s hands were immediately on his mouth covering it.
 
“Is it me you’re calling for or did I hear you wrong?” the man – Yuuri, said as
he gave a mischievous look at Victor before the Japanese’s eyes fell and saw
exactly what he looks like. The hands covering his mouth were immediately off
of him as he saw Yuuri’s face melt into concern as the older man wiped the
tears on his eyes as he heard him ask softly, “Were you crying Victor? Was it
because of me?” and made a move to move further away from Victor.
 
And that was it. Victor thought. This is the exact time that his dreams were
supposed to end – but when he realized that Yuuri was still there, still
waiting for his answer, he couldn’t help the fresh tears that flowed on his
face as he all but threw himself to Yuuri and straddled the guy, naked and full
of his own cum as he burst into tears soaking Yuuri’s clothes.
 
“You didn’t look at me” he mustered to say as he clung tighter to Yuuri who
finally caught on and held him closer to himself as he felt the older man’s
hands running through his hair as he heard him say soothingly, “I know, I’m
sorry” over and over as he let Victor cry in his shoulders.
 
Victor wanted to be closer to Yuuri.
 
As close as he could possibly get.
 
He needs to feel assured that this is real.
 
‘Just one night… give me one night’ he mumbled as he slowly disentangled
himself from Yuuri as the older guy looked at him. Slowly, he reached for
Yuuri’s jacket and helped the other remove it. He felt Yuuri’s eyes burning to
him and he reveled at the attention. He saw Yuuri ball up his jacket and threw
it to the side which made his lips quirk a bit but he continued. However, when
he reached the first button on Yuuri’s shirt, he felt Yuuri’s hands stop him as
he looked at Yuuri’s eyes and saw lust fill he older man’s eyes as well as…
determination? He couldn’t place it perfectly but then his mind filled him with
thought of dread that maybe this isn’t what Yuuri wanted anymore so he tugged
at the shirt desperately once and whined.
 

But Yuuri only smiled resignedly as he heard him ask, “Are you sure you want me
Victor? There are younger men your a –“
 
“YES!” he shouted immediately because fuck, he couldn’t even entertain the idea
of wanting anyone else now – he was ruined for all other man from the moment
that drunk Yuuri felt him up and nipped at his ears that one time at the bar
and talked dirty to him – and he knows Yuuri doesn’t remember anything after
passing out at the bar and getting escorted out of the establishment by his
guards because he saw Yuuri the following day and tried to pry it out of him –
to no avail since a few minutes after he asked Yuuri what happened last night,
the Japanese apologized for whatever and admitting that he was too drunk to
remember.
 
Victor wasn t even supposed to be at THAT bar.
 
He saw Yuuri smirk at his answer before slowly prying off Victor off of him and
laying on the bed spread eagled before looking at him as he heard him say,
“Come here and undress me baby~”
 

Yuuri cooing and that endearment.
 

Victor was floored and blushing as red as the carpet he found himself standing
at before he snapped back in attention when he saw Yuuri tapping his hips as he
said, “Sit here baby”
 

And fuck, Yuuri Katsuki, the sexiest and richest man alive is asking him,
Victor Nikiforov, an only up an coming figure skater from Russia to straddle
him and possibly – he couldn’t finish that thought as he immediately jumped to
the bed and planted his ass directly at Yuuri’s crotch and grinded a bit. The
moans they released were delicious and music to Victors ears as he tried to
make small movements with his hips as he reached for Yuuri’s shirt button
again.
 
“Fu – fuck baby don’t stop” he heard Yuuri moan as he saw the beads of sweat
forming on the Japanese man’s forehead as he heard him continue, “You don’t
fucking know how many wet dreams I’ve had with you on top of me like this –
like some – ah – fucking hormonal – a ah – teenager I kept on coming hard” as
he felt Yuuri thrust his hips up causing Victor to lose balance and topple on
top of him as he released another moan.
 
“Can you make it faster baby? Daddy can’t wait to stick his cock on you – I –
you said you wanted this right?” he heard Yuuri ask again as if it would pain
him to stop but he would if Victor did change his mind – which he would NEVER
do as he answered with a grind of his own as his hands fumble with the buttons
until everything came undone.
 

After that, the pants were easier since Yuuri already unbuckled them but he
made sure to get off of Yuuri and lower himself in front of the man’s crotch
first as he looked at the wet patch over it noting that it’s his cum and
probably Yuuri’s mixed together and he felt so hot that he didn’t even ask
Yuuri when he lowered his lips towards his crotch and mouthed at the Japanese
man's erection through the cloth. The sounds of Yuuri moaning above him is all
the encouragement he needed as he hooked his fingers on both sides of the man's
briefs and pulled it down along with his pants releasing Yuuri's leaking cock.
 
“God… daddy you’re so big~” he said as he admired Yuuri’s cock and wiped away a
little drool from his face when he saw Yuuri looking at him with an unreadable
smile as he heard the man say, “Lay on top of me baby” and he did.
 
Yuuri opened him up slowly with one calloused finger after another that left
Victor sobbing, drooling and moaning in Yuuri’s chest as the Japanese
immediately found the bundle of nerves that makes Victor’s knees turn jelly and
he became putty in Yuuri’s hands.
 
“Do you think you’re ready for Daddy baby? Were you stretched enough?” he heard
Yuuri asked as he stutteringly answered, “I – I’ve been ready for hours daddy.
I – I wore a vibrator during the banquet thinking that you’d take me easier
that way but then – then you never came and – “
 
He was sobbing again.
 
And immediately, Yuuri’s fingers were off of him as the older man flipped them
so he was above Victor in between Victor’s legs as he said, “ Shh shh… I’m so
sorry baby. Daddy didn’t mean to ignore you… there were just so many people and
I – I couldn’t look at you without getting arrested because – fuck, you were
easily the most beautiful boy out there and – “ he didn’t get to finish his
sentence as Victor reached out for him and kissed him like there’s no tomorrow.

Their mouth and tongue battled for dominance until Victor gave up and gave his
everything to Yuuri.

He wanted the man so damn much and he trusted him not to break him too much
after this.

“Daddy… fuck me” he said as soon as he released Yuuri for air. And as if a
switch was flipped, he saw Yuuri’s eyes turned dark and suddenly, one of his
legs were being hoisted up and put on Yuuri’s shoulder as he heard Yuuri say,
“Don’t take your eyes off me baby” before impaling himself inside Victor.
 
It hurts.

There was blood.

But then – he also doesn’t want to stop.
 
“More! Faster! Dee – deeper! Ah ah Yuuri ah Daddy ahhnn” he moaned as Yuuri
kept his hips in a steady and fast rhythm that had reduced him into a smaller
vocabulary and more lewd noises.
 
“Fuck baby… you’re so… tight… made just for daddy” he heard Yuuri say above him
as he clenched around his cock once more as if not willing to let it go and he
heard the older man cursed and pounded him deeper into the mattress.
 
There is no softness here.
 
Only the primal need of release -- to fill and be filled as two bodies become
one as the slapping noises continued to echo in the room until Victor came with
a shout with Yuuri following close behind.
 
Yuuri fell to his side as he slipped off of Victor causing him to whine at the
emptiness he felt but then suddenly, Yuuri was inserting his Vibrator back
inside his hole as he heard the man say, “Do you have a butt plug baby?” and he
understood immediately that Yuuri wanted him to lock his semen inside his body
which made him shiver in excitement.

“No daddy, I only have that one vibrator… even that was too expensive” he
mumbled as he shook his head. That was definitely better that imagination with
his hands and fingers.
 

He’s not a virgin anymore – and he couldn’t feel happier that Yuuri was the one
who took it.

He turned to Yuuri who was looking pensively at him. But before he could open
his mouth, he felt Yuuri’s hands wrap around his waist as the older man pulled
him closer and nuzzled at his neck as he said, “Don’t worry baby, Daddy will
buy everything my baby wants and needs” before kissing him again on the lips.
 
They stayed like that for another hour before Yuuri’s hands started snaking at
Victor’s length which made him giddy as he felt how much his Daddy wanted him.
 
They made love twice after that first time until Victor was completely
exhausted and slept curled up to Yuuri’s side as the older man held him and
played with his hair – completely not hearing what Yuuri’s words were as he was
in a dreamland.
 
 
 
 
“I’ll make this work baby, I promise. I’ll take care of you”
***** Mad Sounds *****
Chapter Summary
     It's the morning after and Yuuri did a lot of thinking.
     Yuuri POV.
Chapter Notes
     Here's the 2nd chapter. All 4045 words of it.
     I initially wanted to post updates of 500-600 max words -- but of
     course, I managed to write 4k.
     Anyway, a LOT of you guys responded to my question and this has
     already gotten some love!! WOW!
     THANK YOU! HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
                    "You got those mad sounds in your ears
                        They make you get up and dance
                           Mad sounds in your ears
                        They make you get up and dance"
 
 
 
“Nghhh” Yuuri moaned as he blinked his eyes open and landed to the most
beautiful sight he’s ever seen – Victor giving attention to his morning wood
with his mouth.
“Good morning” he croaked, his voice laced with sleep as he reached for
Victor’s head between his legs and stroked the younger male’s hair as he added,
“I wouldn’t mind waking up to this every day” and sighed as Victor continued to
suck him off until he came with a groan.
He sighed again as Victor pulled up and let out his cock with a pop where it
laid limp and heavy on his stomach.
“What did I just do?” he whispered for himself, quiet enough to be heard only
by him and the room’s other occupant, Victor, who was beside him in a second
and hugging the hell out of him as he heard the younger man say, “Don’t regret
– don – don’t regret last night!” before burrowing his head on the crook of
Yuuri’s neck.
He felt stupid. Of course Victor would take what he said in the wrong way and
this isn’t what he wanted the younger man to feel right now. So with another
sigh, he turned his body so that he’s facing Victor who only made minor
movements to make himself comfortable and Yuuri pulled him closer to himself as
he kissed Victor’s forehead a bit before cradling him closer as he said, “I –
don’t worry. I don’t regret last night. I was just – this is really wrong
Victor and – and you know we have to be really careful from now right?”
Yuuri asked slowly and he saw Victor’s chest rising and falling faster as if
stopping himself from crying. But when Victor didn’t make any motion to talk,
he started again, “Why don’t we take a bath for now and then let’s talk, okay?”
Yuuri was starting to get worried because Victor still refused to talk and he
had half the mind to start their talkright now, but then he saw Victor
wriggling out of his hold and he let him off as he started pulling himself up
on the bed. He saw Victor wince a bit when the younger man sat and he was
reminded again of what he did last night.
He wanted to apologize – but he’s sure that’s not something Victor wanted right
now, so instead, he opted to put his hands on Victor’s back and tried to apply
pressure on it as he slid up his hand in an up and down motion as if massaging
him. He was rewarded with a grateful smile from Victor and honestly, that’s all
the answer he needs as he returned Victor’s smile with one of his own before
stopping his ministrations and slipped out of the bed.
He was standing stark naked in the middle of the room at the foot of the bed
with a minor that he just had sex with last night – he should be ashamed, at
least a bit, but he doesn’t feel anything besides from happiness and he thought
about questioning his moralities again and how much his parents must be turning
in their graves if they found out that their son is in a relationship with a 16
year old – must be at a hurricane speed, he snorted as he mused.
He didn’t get too far with his musings though, and he was honestly grateful for
the distraction as he felt a pair of small arms wrapping around his midsection
and he can feel Victor’s breath ghosting his back as he asked, “Do you want to
join me or take it separately?” and he felt and heard Victor’s breath hitch at
his question and he could almost see the blush on the younger man’s face before
he heard him answer lowly, “I’ll join you… please”
And Yuuri melted.
 
Again.
 
‘God, I know I should stop but I can’t – so, at least save Victor’ he begged in
his head.
He wasn’t a religion-fanatic, but he suppose it doesn’t hurt to ask for extra
protection. He’s threading on dangerous waters when he let Victor in. He
should’ve ignored Victor’s advances. He knew, but he couldn’t.
He knew.
He knew Victor was serious when he told him he wanted him.
But he shouldn’t have encouraged it.
‘I’ll probably burn in hell’ he said to himself as he turned around still not
letting Victor’s hands fall to look at the kid as he said, “Can you walk? You
want me to carry you?” to which Victor only answered by blushing hard and
putting his hands around Yuuri’s nape.
Yuuri picked Victor up and thought about how light Victor was before his eyes
dragged back to the body of the younger man and saw that Victor’s bones are
jutting on the sides and sticking to his skin so much that he could probably
map it.
But he didn’t comment.
‘At least not now’ he thought as he added, ‘maybe later’ he thought as he found
himself in front of the bathroom door and without letting Victor down, he
managed to place two fingers on the opening of the bathroom door and slid it to
the side.
This is one thing he fought the architect of the room with when they talked
about designs. Phichit and Mari used to tell him that it’s weird for a hotel
room to have a sliding door, but he fought for it and now, he’s never been more
thankful of his past-self.
He put Victor under the shower and looked around.
He’s always loved the bathrooms in his hotels. It’s spacious enough that a
group of 20 people could probably fit inside the bathroom standing and they
would still have enough breathing room. The bath tub is set on the right side
of the room with a shower area separated only by a glass – everything was
pristine white with touches of pink – which of course, inspired by Victor, and
he made sure that whenever Victor checks in to any of his hotels, he gets the
room with the same color themes.
He hadn’t told Victor any of that, of course.
Instead, he went towards the faucet a bit and let the hot water drip to fill
the tub slowly as he went back to Victor and led him to the side first before
opening the shower and checked the temperature first before going back to
Victor and leading him under the shower.
Yuuri did all the work.
He applied soap on Victor’s skin slowly. He made sure that he covered
everything, including the insides of Victor’s thigh. He felt Victor shudder
when he went down on his knees – eye level of Victor’s cock, but he refused to
pay attention to the half-hard member of the 16 year old in front of him as he
paid attention to Victor’s inner thigh and feet.
When Yuuri stood up, he heard Victor groan as he laughed when he felt Victor’s
head hit his chest. Victor stepped closer to him as he heard Victor say,
“You’re such a bad person for teasing me like this Yuuri, you know that right?”
and Yuuri just laughed again as he shrugged and said, “I know, but you still
love me” as his hands slipped to Victor’s ass which made the younger man’s
breath hitch again.
When he felt Victor calm down enough started massaging the younger man’s ass,
separating his butt cheeks at times to revel at Victor’s hole – still red from
their last love-making. His hands were still slippery with soap, and Victor’s
body is so relaxed in his arms right now that he didn’t know if the Russian
already fell asleep on him except when he accidentally slipped his fingers
closer to Victor’s hole, he felt the younger man’s chest rise in anticipation
before he heard another groan.
He felt Victor then. As the younger man’s hard on is pressed on his abs
deliciously so that he almost stopped massaging Victor’s ass until he heard
another growl from the Russian as he laughed and kissed the top of Victors head
as he let his fingers slip on the younger man’s hole as he asked, “Is this
okay?” which earned him a fast nod from Russian and he chuckled before he
slipped one finger inside Victor at the same time as he ducked his head to kiss
the Russian on the lips.
‘He taste like coke – sweet and addicting’ he thought as he felt Victor’s
tongue darting out shyly and licking his bottom lips which made Yuuri smile in
the kiss and opened his mouth to welcome Victor’s tongue with his own as their
tongues battled for dominance.
Yuuri inserted another finger at the middle of their kiss and he felt the
electricity run down his body as he heard Victor moan and stopped kissing as he
heard him say, “D – don’t stop… please” and started to rock his hips to meet
Yuuri’s fingers faster.
Yuuri curled his fingers after a few more thrust and knew he hit Victor’s
prostate as he felt the younger man shaking a bit, legs giving out on him as he
felt the younger man leaned his body towards him and he smiled as he asked, “Is
this it baby? Did I find your sweet spot?” which was only answered by another
moan by Victor.
“Da – daddy…” he heard Victor whisper before he heard another moan, “ahh –
nnghhh … daddy… please… I need…” he heard Victor start and saw the younger man
slipping one of his hands to his own cock and he immediately swatted the
younger man’s hands off as he said, “No” and added, “you’ll cum like this or
not at all” which earned a sob from Victor.
“D – daddy… it… it hurts… I want to … I want to…” he heard Victor try again in
between sobs. One of Yuuri’s hands were immediately on Victor’s head as he
stroked Victor’s hair as he said, “You can do it baby… daddy believes in you…
come on baby” with all the calm he could muster to let Victor know that he’s
got him. And after a while he felt Victor spread his legs a bit wider with nod
as he heard him say, “Yo – you can add the third now” and Yuuri did as was
told.
“Ahhnnn~” he heard Victor moan again as his heart swelled with pride that he’s
the only one who could hear this right now. The blood last night means that
Victor was a virgin when he took him, and he honestly wanted to felt guilty
even for only for a bit but instead, he comforted himself with the knowledge
that Victor wanted it too.
‘He consented’ his mind argued as he thought, ‘Yes, but he’s still a minor so
–’he stopped his thoughts. This is clearly not the time for that anyway.
He focused himself on making Victor moan some more as he curled his fingers
inside the younger man and kept hitting his prostate until he heard Victor say,
“Daddy – I – I’m so close… please” and that’s all the words Yuuri needed to
hear as he quickened his pace and stepped closer to Victor and rubbed their
dicks together until Victor came with a shout. He slipped his fingers off of
Victor and stroked himself fast and came all over his and Victor’s stomach.
His mind was still buzzing from cumming so much that he didn’t see Victor fall
on his knees until he felt Victor’s mouth wrapped around his cock as if milking
him dry before letting his cock off and started licking the cum on his stomach
– a mixture of his and Victor’s.
“Fuck, that’s so hot” he managed to say as his mind started to clear and held
Victor’s hair again and pulled it a bit and ordered Victor to stand up. When
Victor stood up, he immediately backed him up to the glass wall and kissed him
which Victor returned as enthusiastic as if their lives depended on it.
When Yuuri pulled out from the kiss, he side glanced the tub and saw it half
full. It was a good idea to run the faucet in the lowest setting – he knew his
pace after all. He pulled Victor up and made the younger man squeak before
wrapping both his legs around Yuuri’s midsection just above his hips making
Victor’s cock pressed deliciously in his abs and they both moaned from the
sensation.
“Let’s get you to the tub baby” he said to Victor as he turned off the shower
and stepped closer to the tub.
He lowered Victor slowly to the tub, aware of the hot water in it – thankfully,
not enough to mark or burn them both as Yuuri stepped inside right after and
positioned himself behind Victor.
Victor leaned his back on Yuuri’s chest and he felt himself sigh in content as
he hugged Victor closer making the Russian lean his head on Yuuri’s neck.
They were both quiet for a while as Yuuri started running his hands up and down
Victor’s arms and kisses him from time to time as if he’d suddenly wake up from
a dream without the younger man in his arms before he broke the silence with
the question that’s been plaguing his head since earlier as he asked, “Are you
on a diet?” which made Victor move nervously below him as he heard him answer,
“No, why?”
Yuuri just sighed as he let his hands wander over Victor’s ribs as he said,
“Are you not eating enough? You should eat more – or is this because of over
working yourse –” but he was cut off by Victor when he heard the Russian sigh
before saying, “It’s – it’s not that… it’s just this month” and Yuuri stiffened
at that as he held Victor closer and thought of the worst and whispered, “What
happened this month?” which made the younger man pull away from him and look at
him frantically as he heard the Russian try to explain with both hands raised
saying, “NO! No! nothing – nothing dangerous I promise just – just” he didn’t
finish as he turned away blushing before adding, “It’s just – I’m on… a …
budget”
Yuuri tried to process what Victor just told him. “On a budget? Aren’t you
getting enough –“ he started but Victor cut him off again as he heard him sigh
and say, “No. I get enough – honest. It’s just… the dorm lady raised the rent
last month without informing us – again” he said the last words bitterly and
looked at the side faucet as if imagining it as his dorm lady and cursing it to
the high heavens.
He found it cute.
Yuuri laughed after a while which made Victor turn to look at him with a pout
and said, “What’s so funny?” and he honestly tried to stop himself from
laughing immediately as he tried to calm down as he said, “I’m just… relieved,
I guess” and reached for Victor again who shrugged his hands away still
offended by Yuuri’s laugh.
Yuuri raised an eyebrow at him as he saw Victor’s pout waver a bit and he
opened his arms again to which Victor slowly – slowly sunk back in. “I thought
you weren’t eating properly because of stress or because of something else”
Yuuri found himself saying after a while stopping only to pull Victor closer as
he whispered, “I can pay for your dorm if you want” and Victor immediately
wriggled out of his embrace again as he looked at him with wide eyes as he
heard the Russian asked, “WHAT?”
“Won’t that be better if you don’t have to think about paying for your dorm and
focus on eating and staying healthy?” he said as if it doesn’t mean much –
well, in truth, he doesn’t think it’s too much. In fact, he wanted to shower
Victor with anything money could buy – because that’s the only thing he has,
money.
It irked him a bit however when Victor was still gaping at him by the time he
finished his musings and was about to say something when he saw the Russian
blink at him and say, “Yuuri! You’re already paying Yakov’s coaching fees, my
costume-fees – even the last one that has actual diamonds AND brought most of
the things inside that apartment! What do you mean you’ll pay for –” and he
couldn’t stop himself for what he did next.
He leaned closer and kissed the younger man full on the lips and pulled away
just as fast and smiled as he saw the stunned look of his boyfriend and said,
“I have the money Victor, don’t fight me on this” and Victor just gaped at him
as if finally realizing who exactly Yuuri is and sunk back to Yuuri’s embrace
and mumbled, “Oh my god… does this make me – damn… you’re turning me into your
sugar baby?” and that made Yuuri stop, before laughing out loud.
“OH MY GOD! HA HA HA HA THAT IS SO RICH! HA HA HA HA” Yuuri laughed until his
sides started hurting and the water from the tub started spilling as he shook
in his laughter.
“Again, WHAT IS SO FUNNY?” he heard Victor ask, offended by Yuuri’s laughter
again as he couldn’t understand what the older man was thinking as he laughed.
Yuuri, for his part, tried hard to explain in between giggles as he put both of
his hands on Victor’s arms and said, “You – you just – you just said I’m treat
– treating you as my sugar baby and – and I thought back on how you kept on
calling me daddy and I kept calling you baby last night and earlier and I – I
realized... you may be on to something” and laughed again. This time, Victor,
with the new information, blushed as he thought back on what Yuuri said and
shyly laughed along with him.
Yuuri suddenly stood up and turned off the faucet before stepping out of the
tub still shaking a bit with laughter as he turned to Victor and said, “Come on
baby, the water’s turned cold” voice teasing and lips curved into a smile and
Yuuri watched Victor shaking his head in surrender before standing up and
stepping out of the tub too. Yuuri bent towards the faucet to drain the water
from the tub and reached for a towel to wrap it on Victor and took another one
to wrap to himself before they stepped out of the bathroom together.
 
 
Yuuri called for room service as Victor texted Yakov that he’ll have breakfast
in his room and not to expect him until lunch which received an immediate reply
of ‘OK’.
They ate their breakfast in silence with Victor’s plate having more than what
Yuuri has. Victor’s plate has different kinds of meat and potato on his plate
while Yuuri only had pancake and some bacon. Victor sips his orange juice just
as Yuuri put down his coffee and with an air of seriousness he said, “The offer
is open Victor – for the payment in your dorm, just say the word” and Victor
took an extra second in his sip before slowly placing the juice down and
thought about what he wanted to say as he finally decided with, “Are – are you
sure it’s okay? I mean, just for this month ‘cos Mila convinced me to take
those extra-ballet lessons with her and I didn’t KNOW it cost THAT MUCH and I’m
seriously thinking of withdrawing instead ‘cos I –  ” and Yuuri had to stop him
mid ramble as he kissed him in the lips again.
“I’ll pay for it” he said as he backed up in his seat while maintaining eye
contact to the dumbstruck Victor again and said, “I’ll pay for your apartment
and your ballet lessons” before going back to his food.
He knew Victor was gaping at him again and it made him revel in happiness that
he managed to render the Russian kid speechless who regained his composure
after a while and said, “Yuuri! That’s too much I – ” and this time, Yuuri
stopped eating to stare at Victor again who stopped mid rant with the intensity
of Yuuri’s stare as the latter sighed and reached for Victor’s utensils and put
it on the Russian’s hands and said, “As your official boyfriend, I want to
spoil you – it makes me happy, don’t worry about it and eat”
It took another minute until Victor finally stopped staring and went back to
his food, but not without saying a small, “okay… then… I accept, thank you”
which made Yuuri smile and answer with a small, “no problem” before draining
the rest of his coffee.
 
 
 
 
 
Meanwhile, in Yakov’s room.
 
“Yurio -- ” Yakov said as he sighed to look at his Senior Skater. He heard the
kid growl at the name, but didn't comment.
 
"It's his nickname now!" He could almost hear Victor's voice ringing in his ear
as soon as their meeting with Yuuri Katsuki ended. "It's for convenience!" He
remembered Victor justify -- and no one dared to question it after since they
knew how hard headed Victor can be when he wants to.
 
For now his focus is on Yuri Plisetsky, the Ice-Tiger of Russia is in his room,
rage full on his features as he demanded Yakov to tell him exactly what the
document meant.
 “WHAT.IS.THIS. YAKOV? WHY ARE YOU WRITING TO VICTOR’S SPONSOR LIKE THIS?” he
heard the kid yell. Yakov sighed again. He was getting too old for this. He
knew his Yurio has too much pride so he did it in secret. He tried to ask
Victor to ask Yuuri – as he didn’t like getting called Mr. Katsuki, one time
since the businessman obviously favors Victor if what he’s heard from the other
coaches from skaters that Yuuri’s sponsoring too – Victor is definitely a
favorite, and Yakov wanted to use it, if only the kid didn’t flat out refused
to cooperate with a resounding ‘no’ and a slam of the door, Yakov knew he lost.
“What was I supposed to do then Yurio? I already told you that you need more
sponsors. You wouldn’t talk to him and Victor won’t talk to him so I took the
matters into my own hands and – ” he started before he heard a growl from the
kid as he heard a curse come out from the kid’s mouth along with, “That’s just
it isn’t it? Isn’t he the one supposed to ‘scout me out?’ And yet he didn’t –
hasn’t!”
Yakov’s phone beeped again, indicating an incoming message and he looked away
from Yurio as he read Victor’s message on his phone saying he’ll be going out
with Yuuri in the afternoon and to just expect him to be on the airport at the
assigned time. Yakov groaned and immediately called Victor back but only
managed to reach voicemail – indicating that the kid turned off his phone
again.
“That damned brat” he grunted as he sent a quick message to Yuuri saying that
he wanted to have a meeting with him and Victor and with Yurio tonight before
their flight leaves if possible and getting an immediate response of approval
from the businessman. He calmed down a bit but still shoved the phone back in
his pocket and turned towards the door and opened it as he said, “Get back to
your room and prepare – I already sent a message to Mr. Katsuki and he said yes
to meeting with us tonight over dinner before the flight” and squinted his eyes
at the kid who looks like he’s about to protest as he cut the kid off and spoke
first as he said, “You will be at your best behavior tonight – no questions
asked”
And the kid stormed off.
Yuri slammed the door behind him as he left and it took Yakov all of his
willpower to stop himself from wringing the boy’s neck before committing
suicide himself but instead, opted to take deep breaths and walked closer to
the vodka and an empty glass placed on the tabletop as he poured himself a
shot.
“This better fucking work” he grunted as he tipped the glass on his lips and
felt the vodka burn his throat.
 
Chapter End Notes
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***** I want it all *****
Chapter Summary
     He knew Yakov didn’t know about their arrangement – no one could
     know, but it doesn’t stop the knot in Victor’s stomach to tighten
     until he heard Yuuri say, “Ah. Actually, Yakov, I have a proposal for
     Yurio and you myself and, I think, I must start, no?” to which he saw
     Yakov nod.
     (EDITED - OH MY GOD I'M SORRY I POSTED THE UNBETA-ED ONE) THIS IS THE
     POLISHED VERSION. SORRY.
Chapter Notes
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                                 "Blind faith
                                  Heartache
                                  Mind games
                                   Mistakes
                              My sweet fireball
                              My sweet rigmarole
                                I want it all"
                                        
                                        
                                        
“Thank you for sparing your time for us Mr. Katsuki”
 
“Yuuri. Call me Yuuri please, I’ve already told you that Yakov ”
 
They were at The Crispinos, a four-star restaurant owned by Michele Crispino
and his sister, Sara. Yuuri met Michele and Sara at a bar he frequented when
the twins were causing quite a stir outside of his booth, demanding that they’d
be given the best booze in town since they were celebrating the end of their
restaurant.
He saw the twins reach for glass after glass as their tears poured and their
whining got louder.
 
‘WHY DID THEY HAVE TO TAKE ALL OUR MONEY?’
 
 
‘We make the best-est food but people won’t get to taste them’
 
 
‘Mom and dad must hate us now – we ruined the family Business’
 
 
And that was what piqued Yuuri’s interest.
 
He was in the same situation after all.
 
Yuuri waited for an hour – at most, or at least when he saw the twins were
slightly getting buzzed before he introduced himself and gave them a
proposition. He would save their restaurant, but he must be very impressed by
their cooking – and he did, after getting dragged by two drunk Crispinos to
their kitchen, he was made to sit and wait as they whipped their finest dishes,
as they would have when they were sober.
 
At the first bite of food, Yuuri smiled.
 
The twins did too.
 
And the rest was history for them.
 
“Yuuri! I heard you’re back!”
 
Victor heard as soon as they sat down at their table. He hated this. He already
knew what Yakov was going to ask Yuuri tonight – and that’s why he turned off
his phone, but to his surprise, Yuuri said okayto this impromptu dinner meeting
with Yakov, Yurio and him.
 
He wanted to protest.
 
He’s been having such a wonderful time with Yuuri earlier as they got to know
each other for the rest of the afternoon – and had fun with that other Senior
skater, Phichit Chulanont whom he found out that Yuuri is sponsoring too.
Although, he admits that he got quite jealous when Phichit draped himself all
over Yuuri before they parted ways, he heard the Japanese man laugh and he felt
something on his stomach. He knew he doesn’t need to be jealous, Yuuri said so
himself, to just trust him, so he would – even if the other guy seems so close
to Yuuri than he’ll ever be. But he caught himself locking eyes with  the Thai
until the latter gave him a wicked smile and a wink before placing a resounding
kiss on Yuuri’s cheek before running off waving goodbye, leaving both of them
stunned.
 
“He’s my best friend, he’s usually like that” he remembered Yuuri saying and
that was the end of that conversation.
 
He was just starting to calm down from that meeting when Yuuri told him that
they’d meet Yakov and Yurio for dinner, which he said he looks forward to, so
Victor, of course, agreed.
 
But now he wished he hadn’t.
 
As he watched yet another person – a girl, draping herself all over his Yuuri
and – he locked eyes with Yuuri before they heard someone clearing their
throat.
 
“Sara, I think you’re going to kill Yuuri if you continue to do that” another
voice, one he recognizes as the man who owns the restaurant, Michele Crispino.
Victor watches his food program to learn how to cook, so he was obviously above
the moon when Yuuri pulled up in front of this restaurant earlier and met up
with Yakov and Yuri.
 
He didn’t know he’d be lucky to meet the owners.
 
He didn’t know they knew Yuuri too.
 
That had made him frown a bit since there seems to be a lot of things that he
still doesn’t know about his supposed boyfriend, but he schooled his features
as soon as he heard Yuuri say, “It’s nice to see you two again – it’s been a
long time, huh?” which was answered by two voices saying, “It’s been two years
Yuuri” one in a happy tone and the other one with a tired tone.
 
He heard Yuuri laugh again as he answered, “Right, two years, I’m sorry you
two”
 
The twins ended up dining with them for another 30 minutes before they were
called in for some help in the kitchen and left promising to catch up with
Yuuri later to which he heard Yuuri agreed with.
 
And now they were back to square one with the suffocating silence not talking
about the elephant in the room.
 
“So, what is this meeting about Mr. Feltsman?” Victor heard his boyfriend ask
as he ate a piece of steak. He turned his head to look at Yakov, who stopped
his fork midway to his mouth and blinked before setting the cutlery down.
 
He heard his coach sigh.
 
He’s already back to hating this.
 
“Very well, Yuuri” he heard Yakov start as he started playing with the food on
his plate – suddenly losing his appetite as he listened to his coach drone on,
“Let me start by thanking you” which made him turn to look at the older man
then to Yuuri, who he noticed had his interest piqued by the sudden thank you
from the usually gruff coach, but when he didn’t say anything, he heard Yakov
add, “I heard from the other coaches how you treat the other skaters you
sponsor and – and I must apologize for how much I doubted you when we first
met”
 
“You were understandably suspicious Yakov, I didn’t take it to heart” was all
they heard him answer so Yakov continued, “Yes, so, thank you – but, I – I hope
you wouldn’t mind, but I … actually have a proposal – or a suggestion.. about
our Yurio here –” to which they heard Yurio growling a low, “Yakov” as if he
also knew that this is not a good idea.
 
Their proud and grumpy coach is desperate enough to ask someone to sponsor his
skaters.
 
It feels like seeing your dad borrowing money.
 
They were all so fidgety – and Yurio turning paler and another shade greener.
 
He wanted to stop Yakov again – even if just to save their sanity.
 
Yuuri just offered to pay for his dorm and his ballet lessons earlier, and now
Yakov is asking to burden the man more. He knew Yakov didn’t know about their
arrangement – no one could know, but it doesn’t stop the knot in Victor’s
stomach to tighten until he heard Yuuri say, “Ah. Actually, Yakov, I have a
proposal for Yurio and you myself and, I think, I must start, no?” to which he
saw Yakov nod.
 
“Alright, very well” He heard Yuuri say with a nod before turning to Yurio and
saying, “I’ve seen your last skate Mr. Plisetsky, even this last one”
emphasizing the last bit which made his senior wince but Yuuri continued, “I’ve
been following the skating circle for quite a while, which is how I found out
about Victor here” he heard before he squeaked as a hand was suddenly on his
lap.
 
He was so shocked that his knees went up and hit the table which made everyone
in the room turn their heads which made him blush as he said, “I’m sorry” he
locked eyes with Yuuri and saw the questioning gaze the older man gave him
before smirking, ‘God, it’s as if he doesn’t know how much his actions affect
me’ he grumbled and thought as he tried to focus.
 
The conversation went back to normal.
 
Yuuri was talking.
 
But his hands remained where they were – in Victor’s thighs, sliding up and
down slowly, making its way inside his thighs and then out.
 
It took him all the energy he had not to whimper when Yuuri’s fingers dug into
his denim covered thighs and to listen to the conversation Yakov and the
Japanese were carrying but he gave up midway as he gave in to Yuuri’s sinful
hands and admitted that he only understood bits and pieces.
 
It’s a good thing no one actually looks at him – it’ll be difficult to explain
his blush without getting caught.
 
“So that’s my proposition” he heard Yuuri finish as he noticed Yakov and Yurio
gaping their mouths open.
 
“But… but are you sure? Are you sure… you want me?” he heard his rink mate
asked, and he wanted to stand up and lash out that Yuuri didn’t want him – that
Yuuri already has him, Victor, but he also knew that that isn’t what Yurio
meant so he changed his focus on Yakov then back to Yuuri as he heard the man
say, “Well, of course. Some of your sponsors are my business partners Yurio,
they told me what happened to you – and I thought it’s foolish of them to let
go of you just because you had a bad year, you are a really good skater, you
always podiumed – I’m sure you’d have been a tougher opponent to Victor here
had you been at your peak”
 
“I’d have beaten him!” they all heard Yuri say before watching as the Russian
blush and apologize as Yuuri said, “Then I’m looking forward to watching the
Grand Prix – you’re skating in Canada, right?” and earned a nod from Yuri which
made the Japanese smile before turning to Yakov and saying, “Yakov, the offer
is serious, same stipulations as the ones written in Victor’s contract, even
the costumes” and Victor saw Yakov gulped but nodded otherwise and a small, “I
– I have no words Mr. Kat – Yuuri” he saved last minute  and added, “I don’t
know if you’re a blessing or a curse, you just – you just saved two of my
skaters and –”
 
“They just need to do well, right? They’re both medalist Yakov, don’t sell your
skaters short!” he heard Yuuri cut their coach off before taking the hand
resting on his legs to pick up the napkin beside the table to wipe his mouth
with and add, “He needs a sponsor, and I need a promoter, wouldn’t it be a win-
win situation for us?” before turning to Yurio as he heard the Japanese
continue, “Mr. Plisetsky, would you be against in joining me?”
 
And who would be against it – really.
 
By the end of their dinner, Yuuri told Yakov that his secretary would ring him
in three days to finish the contract and the proposals for Yurio to look over
at. Then Yuuri accompanied them to the airport with his car. Yakov sitting in
the front with the driver and Yuuri sat with Yurio at the back with Victor
sitting in the middle.
 
It was a spacious car but Victor couldn’t help but feel suffocated.
 
Yurio was talking animatedly while Yuuri nods along. He looked like a barrier
between them.
 
‘but he’s your boyfriend!’ his mind insisted.
 
He sighed as soon as they reach the airport.
 
 
The goodbye was more difficult than he thought.
 
He didn’t know what to do. He wanted to hug Yuuri, kiss him and tell him how
much he’ll miss him and but there are people – and Yuuri stressed out how big
of a scandal it will be if he pulled off something like that. So they settled
in a handshake.
 
He made a promise to Yuuri that he’ll text him when their plane landed and a
call as soon as he gets home. It only takes a few hours or less from Moscow to
St. Petersburg but Victor already couldn’t wait for their plane to land.
 
When their plane landed, he immediately texted Yuuri who only replied a small,
‘thank you’ before his phone pinged again this time bearing Yuuri’s skype ID.
 
He was already bouncing on his feet by the time Yurio, Yakov and the others
managed to get their luggage and started their way home. It was a short ride
but Victor felt like it took longer – they didn’t even have traffic.
 
“Yuuri!” he said as soon as he saw the face of his boyfriend on the screen. He
recognized the room as Yuuri’s suite in the hotel and watched the man in front
of him.
 
“It hasn’t even been three hours Victor” he heard Yuuri deadpanned before
giving him a smile and say, “You missed me that much? You haven’t even changed
your clothes yet” which earned a groan from him.
 
It’s true though.
 
The first thing he did after saying good bye to Yakov and the others is to
sprint towards his apartment and open his laptop.
 
“I didn’t like how we said good bye” was his answer as he pouted.
 
“For the record, I didn’t either” was Yuuri’s answer and he looked up at the
screen to look at Yuuri again.
 
The first thing he noticed is Yuuri’s unkempt hair.
 
Then, the clothes – or lack thereof, since he can only see a robe.
 
His mouth watered as he asked, “Are you wearing anything under that?” a bit
wistful and he saw Yuuri’s eyebrow shot up before smirking as he heard him
answer, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” and winked.
 
‘God, his whole being should be illegal!’ he thought as he felt himself blush.
 
“Victor, sleep” he heard Yuuri talk again after a while and he was stunned as
he felt his heart drop.
 
“Didn’t you want to talk to me?” he thought until he realized he said it out
loud as he heard Yuuri say, “I do but you’re tired. I can see your eyes
drooping from here. Please, sleep. I’ll call you tomorrow”
 
“But Yuuri –” he tried again as he heard the man click his tongue at him and
said, “Victor, are you being a bad boy? Already?”
 
He shook his head.
 
“Then you must do as I say and sleep. I promise you can call me tomorrow” he
heard Yuuri say again. He said a small good bye, but before the line went dead,
he heard Yuuri say, “Sweet dreams my Vitya” and that has helped him have good
night sleep.
 
 
 
 
 
AT YUURI’S ROOM
 
“Is it safe to come out now?” a voice asked as Yuuri turned off his laptop.
He’s been waiting for Victor to call before he left.
 
“Yes” was his small answer.
 
Three people came out from the lounge area of his penthouse.
 
Phichit, Michelle and Sara.
 
“Was that him Yuuri?” he heard Sara asked as he sighed. There was no running
away from this. And if he wanted to continue whatever he’s doing with Victor,
he may need his friends.
 
“Yes” was his answer which earned a nod from the three.
 
He noticed Michele was oddly quiet.
 
He’s already talked to Phichit prior to this – in fact, it was the Thailander
who gave him the idea to sponsor Victor. He was his spy inside the skating
circle when it comes to information about the other skaters so at least he knew
his best friend is with him.
 
But Michele and Sara were different. He knew that. In fact, he knew Michele
would be especially hard to talk to since he himself has confided to Yuuri a
long time ago in having illicit feelings with one of his staff. He didn’t
encourage him. Michele didn’t act on his feelings then, he knew that. And now
he felt like a hypocrite as he was here in front of the same man, asking him to
listen to him.
 
He saw Michele turning his back and returning to the lounge as Phichit went
closer to inspect his clothes as he told him to dress up and don’t make them
wait too much as Sara started texting their other friend.
 
He sighed.
 
He’s got a lot of explaining to do.
Chapter End Notes
     I will use the title tracks for Artic Monkey's AM album as chapter
     titles. :) LISTEN TO IT and it's everything this is.
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***** Fireside *****
Chapter Summary
     YUURI'S POV:
     The silence is unnerving and Yuuri – Yuuri had so much things to say
     still as he said, “I was supposed to let myself go only for that
     night, and be gone by the morning like the true bastard I wanted to
     be – I was ready to lose everything just to have him”
Chapter Notes
     Hey everyone! :) as promised, an update on a Sunday! :)
     By the way, someone pointed out that the legal age in Russia is 13
     and 14 in Japan? I haven't verified that yet due to my schedule but
     I'll come back to you on that next chapter. However, whether that is
     true or not, I would just like to say, that for my fic, I'd like to
     keep the 18 y/o legal age, thank you for understanding.
                 "There’s all these secrets that I can’t keep
                  Like in my heart there’s that hotel suite
                         And you lived there so long
                      It’s kinda strange now you’re gone"
                                        
 
“You should’ve seen him Michelle! He was a real treat! I didn’t know a person
could dance that good on the ice until I saw him” Yuuri rambled on as he turned
to look at Phichit and threw a little, “No offense” at his best friend who only
shrugged.
 
The five friends were sitting in the middle of The Crispino’s dining hall as
the restaurant is already closed and the staff has long since left leaving the
place private for their group. They invited another one to join them, Jean-
Jacques Leroy, another friend. He’s a skater from Canada and has been Yuuri’s
friend far longer than Phichit but only because the Leroy’s and the Katsuki’s
have a long standing history in business management and they met when they were
still kids, forced into business meetings with their parents.
 
Like Yuuri, JJ was not forced to inherit their father’s company, but being
sons, and Mari’s stepping down for Yuuri, the companies were left to their own
hands anyway. Especially when, the Leroy’s almost went bankrupt from their
senior staff’s back margin, it was Yuuri, who helped them by buying their
company stocks with an agreement that the Leroy’s could buy it back anytime
they wished for the same price he brought it, without interest. He insisted it
is the least he could do to honor his dead parents -- take care of the friends
they had cherished while they were still living.
 
The company flourished under Yuuri’s care, despite the young Japanese being new
to his own company since his parents’ death were just a shy seven months past
from happening. Needless to say, the Leroy’s were grateful, including JJ who
swore his loyalty to Yuuri and to take his family’s company back once he
retires from figure skating, which Yuuri accepted with a smile.
 
With Michele, Sara, Phichit and JJ; Yuuri only has four friends in total, not
counting the ones in Hasetsu.
 
Four friends that he trust.
 
Four friends that trust him.
 
For a businessman, even one is too many.
 
‘Everyone is a pawn – trust no one’ that’s Business 101.
 
But even as a child, his parents have taught him how to look for the right
people.
 
Four friends.
 
And he’s in the same room right now with all of them.             
 
 
“Yuuri, are you really really absolutely sure with this kid?” he heard Sara ask
him for the nth time. And he’s just so tired – so tired of making them see,
explaining to them – this – this feeling, and he’s just so gone.
 
He heaved another sigh as he said, “Sara, I’m telling you, I tried – Sara, I
tried to do the right thing” and locked eyes with Michele who he saw was
raising an eyebrow as if calling him and his hypocrisy as he added, “At first –
I tried to do the right thing at first” and that earned him a small nod from
the Italian man.
 
“Phichit here told us that you’ve only met him at last year’s banquet Yuuri,
I’m sure you understand what we mean right? I mean, we’re all your friends
here, we’d back you up no matter what shityou try to pull, but we need to know
if you’re absolutely sure – because this is no simple matter, you know that,
this is a minor we’re talking abo –” he heard JJ ramble on until Phichit cut
the Canadian off with an effective, “I don’t think he missed that JJ” complete
with an amused raised eyebrow to which the Canadian only grunted as he saw him
turn to the Thai with a grumpy, “You know what I mean”
 
Him though, he’s had enough.
 
And he told them exactly that and more as he apologized.
 
“I’m sorry for dropping this on you guys, I know this is something heavy” he
started as he sipped the cool wine in his cup and gently set it down from the
table with a soft, “It was supposed to be a one-time thing, I swear”
 
The silence is unnerving and Yuuri – Yuuri had so much things to say still as
he said, “I was supposed to let myself go only for that night, and be gone by
the morning like the true bastard I wanted to be – I was ready to lose
everything just to have him” he took another drink before adding, “But when I
saw him, rutting in his own hands, calling me, moaning my name – it was the
sweetest thing, to know that he wanted me as much as I wanted him”
 
“I promised him things”
 
“I called him everything sweet”
 
“And as the morning came, I realized, I meant every single word I said”
 
He needed his friends, he knew that, but he won’t be held liable if things were
to go really badly for them if Victor gets hurt in all of this.
 
“I just want to be the person making him happy – providing for him, making him
laugh” he stopped and locked eyes with Michele again as he finished, “I’ve been
through so much bullshit these past few years, you all know that, and I was
almost as good as dead before Phichit dragged me to that event and saw Victor
dance in the ice for the first time. He makes music with his body and I
understood every story he ever said. When my mind was filled with darkness
right after my parents died, none of you, not even my own sister could pull me
out – even when I went back to work a week after, you all knew I was gone. But
then Victor came and I saw colors again” he took a deep breath and locked eyes
with all of his friends before saying, “ Victor doesn’t ask me for anything,
just for me to be me, and really, I just want to wake up with him beside me,
safe and happy, every day for the rest of our lives – I mean, ifIam the one who
could make him happy and he is the one who could make mehappy, then why stop
it?”
 
It was a sound argument.
 
He knew that.
 
He hated pulling out the pity card, as he called it, but he’s really just so
done and in the back of his mind he knew, these are his friends, if he couldn’t
be honest with them, then he couldn’t be honest to anyone.
 
It took another minute of silence before one of them spoke.
 
“What about your sister?”
 
It was Sara, of course Sara would ask about his sister, they’ve become friends
too over the course of years of their friendship, the two, together with Yuuko,
another family friend, usually go shopping together in different parts of the
globe when they feel like it, and Yuuri just heaved another sigh before
answering, “I – I don’t think I can tell her just yet” he said almost in a
whisper but Sara caught it anyways and nodded solemnly.
 
Another beat of silence passed before another voice spoke up.
 
“So, tell us about your plans then”
 
It was Michele.
 
A welcome break in the stifling silence which made Yuuri look up to the
speaker.
 
The Italian man was smiling at him, an approval, if he says so himself. He gave
the Italian a grateful smile before turning to look at his other friends, they
were all sporting the same worried smiles, but comforting and assuring all the
same.
 
They accepted him.
 
‘We got you’was what Yuuri heard in the silence and he smiled as if
answering,‘I know, thank you’
 
After that, their conversation turned lighter as they teased Yuuri on his sugar
daddy tendencies which made the Japanese man blush and prompted JJ to ask, “How
long do you think it would take for Victor to finally call Yuuri, daddy?” which
made Yuuri blush deeper earning a scandalized look from the three, realization
dawning to them, except for Phichit who was smirking behind his glass as they
heard JJ screech, “OH MY GOD YOU ABSOLUTE MONSTER!” as they all laughed.
 
The five friends fell into another light conversation after that, teasing one
another especially JJ who was soon to be married to his fiancé. Sara and
Michele vouch that any restaurant of theirs will have a special booth, for
Yuuri’s use whenever he visits one which could be used for whatever purpose he
saw fit, which made Yuuri feel thankful.
 
In the past years, and with his help, The Crispinos began branching out to
different countries – and Yuuri was thankful for the privacy his friends
provided.
 
At the end, they all decided to take Yuuri’s and Victor’s secret to their
graves and to protect Victor with all they had – even at the expense of Yuuri.
 
“If we get found out before Victor turns 18, you guys have to deny everything
and blame everything to me… promise” Yuuri asked them before they ended the
night.
 
All four promised with sad eyes.
 
‘Why couldn’t anything be normal for Yuuri Katsuki’ they all thought, even
Yuuri, as they made their way out as Phichit said jokingly, “There’s only two
years left until Victor turns 18, in a skater’s timeline, that’s like, two
months, so what’s the worst that could happen, right?”
 
‘A lot’
 
Nobody said it, but he knew everyone thought of it.
***** Arabella *****
Chapter Summary
     “Yakov called me the other day” he heard Yuuri say as if in passing
     as which made him raise an eyebrow as he heard Yuuri continue, “We
     talked about what Yurio would be promoting for the Katsuki Inc. and
     we decided that he’d be headlining with you for the Hotels”
      
     “So, it’s like mine? I don’t have a problem with tha –” he said but
     he was cut off when he heard Yuuri add, “He’d stay with me for a
     month here in Japan and other countries to join me attend galas – get
     him some more sponsors, it’s for the best”
Chapter Notes
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                       "Arabella's got a seventies head
                But she's a modern lover, it's an exploration
                          She's made of outer space"
                                        
                                        
                                        
“So, how was your day Victor?”
 
“It was irritating! You have no idea!”
 
Victor was ecstatic. It’s a Saturday, which means he gets to talk to Yuuri for
the whole day via Skype. He couldn’t even remember the last time he fought with
his mobile phone provider because of his high bill. Ever since he shyly
admitted to Yuuri that he probably wouldn’t be able to call him that often
because of the limit of his data usage, the Japanese man sent a few people from
his company to insure that Victor gets a proper internet connection throughout
his apartment.
 
It became obvious to him and Yuuri eventually how that one idea is useful to
them.
 
‘Perks of dating a CEO?’ he mused to himself one time as he smiled at the
memory of Yuuri anonymously sending a bouquet of flowers for him that one time
he told Yuuri how jealous he got because of Yurio’s contract and how since he’s
also sponsoring Yurio, he might see him the same as Victor – needless to say
Yuuri got furious at Victor for even suggesting that, which made Victor cry and
Yuuri, apologetic – hence, the week of the mysterious flowers and he smiled at
another thought as he heard Yuuri ask, “You seem happy, what are you 
thinking?”
 
This made Victor smile as he honestly replied, “the perks of dating Katsuki
Yuuri” which made the Japanese snort and added, “You’re a real sweetheart
aren’t you?” which made Victor smile wider and sent the man a flying kiss over
the computer  as he added, “Only for you!”
 
They talked about their week.
 
They talked about Victor, Yakov and Yurio’s awkward meeting with Yuuri’s
secretary about what to expect and what could they possibly promote.
 
They talked about Yuuri’s week.
 
The endless meetings.
 
The endless socialization.
 
“Yakov called me the other day” he heard Yuuri say as if in passing as which
made him raise an eyebrow as he heard Yuuri continue, “We talked about what
Yurio would be promoting for the Katsuki Inc. and we decided that he’d be
headlining with you for the Hotels”
 
“So, it’s like mine? I don’t have a problem with tha –” he said but he was cut
off when he heard Yuuri add, “He’d stay with me for a month here in Japan and
other countries to join me attend galas – get him some more sponsors, it’s for
the best”
 
 
 
“What?” he found himself asking after a while as he saw Yuuri massage his
temples and sighed before saying, “Yurio needs more sponsors after the last one
and one of my investors, Suzuki-san said –”
 
“Do I get to come with?” he asked hopeful but he saw Yuuri’s shoulder sag in
defeat and watched in horror as he watched the Japanese man shook his head.
 
“NO!” he shouted then which he saw made the other wince as he thought, ‘Good!
I’m your boyfriend! Why do I get to stay and Yurio will – but his thoughts were
cut off again when he heard Yuuri say, “Victor, you don’t need sponsors. Yurio
though, lost almost all of his, and skating is an expensive sport, you must
know this” he heard him insist but Victor just keeps shaking his head and even
covered his ears as he kept chanting ‘No’
 
He started crying.
 
Loudly.
 
Annoyingly so.
 
But he never disconnected the call.
 
And Yuuri didn’t end the call either.
 
He tried to calm down after almost half an hour.
 
Try being the operative word as he shakily asked, “When – when will you and
Yurio meet?” to which he heard Yuuri answer honestly, “February 15th at the
earliest”
 
That made him look up at the older man as he asked, “After Valentines?” and saw
Yuuri smile at him and said, “I offered to pick Yurio up myself – I’ll stay in
Russia for a week so –”
 
He stopped listening.
 
He knew what this meant as he started perking up.
 
“We’ll be together on Valentines?” he asked as he started rubbing his eyes from
excess tears.
 
“I managed to only schedule a few meetings there as a last minute excuse but
other than that, yes, I’ll be with you on Valentines” he heard Yuuri answer and
he felt himself start tearing up again as Yuuri said, “I’d never miss our first
valentines together and spend it with another at a boring meeting”
 
Laugh.
 
Yuuri’s laugh.
 
That made him smile and incredibly happy.
 
He’s the only one who could hear Yuuri laugh like this – the only one who could
make Yuuri say these.
 
He tried to calm himself at that.
 
He turned to the calendar and his eyes grew wide as his mouth gaped open and
turned to Yuuri as he said, “Tomorrow is the 6th of February!”
 
He heard Yuuri laugh again as he said sarcastically, “Oh is it? I didn’t
notice” before turning the camera showing his room with two black luggage open
with different set of clothes spilling on the sides before returning to a
blushing Yuuri who said, “I’ll finish packing after we hung up actually”
 
It’s so cute.
 
Yuuri’s blush.
 
They continued talking after that.
 
All of the thing they miss.
 
The places they want to visit together and basically, they talked about how
much they’d rather be together right now.
 
By the end of their conversation, Victor was sure that he chose the wrong set
of pants – he’s at home, he shouldn’t have, but he’s in a tight pants with no
breathing room for his very aroused member.
 
He’s incredibly hard.
 
He peers at Yuuri from time to time and he knew the older man is enjoying
toying with his feelings like this.
 
He loved the attention though, so it didn’t bother him that Yuuri is giving him
appreciative looks, especially now that –
 
His thoughts were cut off by the insistent sound of the doorbell.
 
“Who’s that?” he heard Yuuri ask and he groaned at his discomfort but answered,
“It’s – it’s probably the mailman? Our apartment has one. He sends the package
directly to our room and –” but he heard Yuuri cut him off cheerily and said,
“Oh! Maybe it came early! Can you check if the gift I sent you arrived?”
 
And if the way Yuuri said the word ‘gift’ hadn’t sent a shiver to his spine, he
doesn’t know what would. So, despite his obvious discomfort, he stood up and
opened the door only to find a box left outside his room. He bent over to pick
it up and shook it a bit as he went back to Yuuri and saw the older man smiling
mischievously and told him to sit on the bed and open it.
 
“What is this?” he tried asking again but Yuuri only smiled and told him again,
“a gift for my baby”
 
‘my baby’Victor’s favorite pet name out of all the ones Yuuri uses.
 
He felt giddy as he tore open the big box full of – “You sent me a lifetime
supply of toilet paper?” followed by, “Umm… thank you? They look… comfy?” as if
testing what to say to the sudden gift but he heard Yuuri laugh out loud and
said, “You’d probably need them anyway but… that’s not the only thing that’s in
that box, have you checked thoroughly?” which made him roll his eyes and went
back to opening the box.
 
He blushed at what he saw.
 
Yuuri gave him a lot of toys.
 
Adult toys.
 
Cock rings in different colors, dildos – expandable, glass, bumpy, normal, long
and his favorite, gold prostate massager, vibrators and three huge bottles of
lube – everything, he has everything.
 
“W – what will I use all of these for?! This is a lot!” he blushed as he
screamed at Yuuri over the speaker which made the older man’s smile wider as he
said, “I don’t want you to hurt yourself so, lube – everything else, is because
the first time we were together, you told me you only had that one vibrator to
get you off remember?”
 
And he did.
 
God he did.
 
Only now, he wished he didn’t as he turned another shade redder as he
remembered what he and Yuuri were talking about before this specific package
arrived.
 
“Would you like to try it baby?” he heard Yuuri ask.
 
This is new for them.
 
Even though they’ve been calling and texting each other, they hadn’t tried this
before. Although, Victor would admit, he’s kind of excited to see how Yuuri
would react once he started – never mind the fact that he almost drooled when
Yuuri told him about the vibrating dildo.
 
He nodded slowly which made the older man breathe raspy over the other line.
 
There was another beat before he heard Yuuri say, “Pick a toy baby”
 
And he’s a puddle of goo really whenever he hears Yuuri use that tone, so what
else could he do other than comply?
 
Only one more day before they could do this for real anyway.
 
One more day.
Chapter End Notes
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     course you do!)
      
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***** One for the road *****
Chapter Summary
     “Can I play with my thing daddy?” he asked lewdly as his hand started
     to hover on his dripping cock as he pants a bit as he heard Yuuri
     say, “Not yet baby –not yet” which made him whimper and Yuuri tsked
     as he said, “You impatient boy, trust daddy a bit more okay?” which
     made him nod again.
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                      "I feel like I've been here before
        I've been wonderin' whether later when you tell everybody to go
                      Will you pour me one for the road?"
                                        
 
There was another beat before he heard Yuuri say, “Pick a toy baby”
 
 
That was what he remembered Yuuri saying.
 
That’s the only thing on his mind right now.
 
He’s stalling – he knows he is. He is just so scared.
 
‘How do I do this?’
 
‘How do people do this?’
 
‘Do I take off my shirt or my pants first?’
 
‘How do I make this appealing for him?’
 
He’s been asking himself the same question over and over as he peered over the
box.
 
He doesn’t know how long he’s been there. He knows it must’ve taken him too
long when he heard Yuuri grunt from the other line.
 
“Do you not like any of them? Do you want anything el –” he heard Yuuri asked
and he turned around so fast he thought he’d have a whiplash as he shouted,
“NO! No! That’s not – that’s not what I – no” he ended meekly as he saw Yuuri
looked at him wide-eyed before finally having a look of understanding.
 
‘I must have looked as nervous and wrecked as I felt’ he thought miserably as
he saw Yuuri shaking his head before saying, “Victor, I know you’re not used to
this. I’m sorry for pushing – if I’m too much, just tell me next time, okay?”
and Victor was frantically shaking his head again because – ‘No’ that is not
what he wants, so before Yuuri could say another word, he cut in, “No – no… I
don’t – it’s not --” he tried, madly trying to formulate the words in his head
to come out as he wanted to say it as he opened his mouth again finally
shouting, “I WANT TO DO IT!” which made Yuuri stare at him.
 
He tried to calm himself down. Really, he did. But Yuuri is doing things to his
head and his heart and his whole being that he really couldn’t think straight
when it comes to him. He’s so afraid that if he doesn’t do things right, Yuuri
might get tired of him and leave him – this long distance-slash-secret
relationship is already difficult as it is – he doesn’t want –
His thoughts were cut off thought when he heard Yuuri talk again. ‘’You don’t
have to force yourself for me” before giving him a kind smile. He took deep
breaths. Several deep breaths actually as he tried to calm himself down.
 
‘He would not leave you’
 
‘He said he loves you’
 
He kept the chant to himself for a whole minute as he took deep breaths before
finally looking directly at Yuuri and saying, “I – this is my first time doing
this like … like this – I – can you teach me?”
 
The question must’ve taken Yuuri by surprise, he guessed, as he watched his
lover’s mouth form an O shape before a tinge of pink dusted his cheeks. It
looked adorable and almost made Victor believe that his lover is the innocent
one between them.
 
It felt like it lasted an entire day, but it must’ve been only a minute – them
just staring at each other as if gauging the seriousness of the other’s words
before Victor finally heard Yuuri spoke, “As you wish”
 
And the spell was cast.
 
 
**
 
Yuuri was on edge.
 
He doesn’t know if Victor knows exactly what he gave Yuuri the moment he asked
those words.
 
Complete and utter control.
 
A dominant part of him growled at their distance. Had he been there, it would
be a whole different scenario. He’d be doing all sorts of things to Victor –
teaching him everything he knows, showing him everything he wants – and oh, he
wants – Yuuri wants so bad.
 
But he’s not there.
 
And as far as his employees outside of his room was concerned, he still has a
meeting and a gala to attend in three hours before his flight to Russia
tomorrow morning. So with another huff he tried to stop reel himself in.
 
He needs to make this an unforgettable experience for his young lover.
 
A good unforgettable experience.
 
One that would set the bar higher than anyone Victor will find after he
realized that Yuuri is not  the one for him.
 
But God, he knew his prayers at night begged for that one day to never come. He
prays for Victor’s love every night.
 
Every night.
 
And now here they are.
 
3, 627 Km away from each other.
 
Separated by countries and seas.
 
And he really needs to keep it in.
 
He closed his eyes as he took in deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.
When he looked up, he locked eyes with the most brilliant blue he’s ever seen.
 
The one he loves.
 
The one Victor has.
 
He sucked in another breath before he heard himself ask, “Have you locked the
doors?” he needed to make sure as he nodded when he heard Victor answer a small
yes.
 
He stood up to check his doors and clicked on the double lock just to be safe
that no one is going to disturb him.
 
This will be a time for Victor.
 
He went back and saw Victor has moved his camera and his young lover was
sitting at the foot of his small bed as he looked at him with eyes full of
trust.
 
“Do you feel safe?” he asked and waited until he saw Victor nod and looked at
him resolutely which made him smile as he said, “then take off your clothes for
me” and watched as Victor started to pull himself off of the bed and was
hastily trying to take off his clothes he warned him, “Slowly baby… we have
time” which earned a groan from the younger man.
 
He was hard.
 
He was so hard.
 
Victor was unknowingly torturing him by taking off his clothes piece by piece.
He wanted to shout. To tell Victor to just forget about what he said and make
it faster instead. He felt like a lunatic as he saw his lover’s skin and barely
stopped himself from drooling.
 
Victor is an innocent temptress.
 
His innocent temptress.
 
“What do I do next… daddy?” he heard Victor asked as he lowered his head and
started palming himself through the fabric.
 
‘That voice – I could cum like this’ he thought as he started to lift his head
and stare at his lover again.
 
“Are you touching yourself already daddy?” he heard the smugness in Victor’s
voice and he reeled as he answered, “Yes baby, you know what your body does to
me” before ordering Victor to sit down further in the bed.
 
“Are you comfortable like that baby?” he asked and heard a small yes from
Victor – noting the building anticipation from his young lover, he finally gave
the command, “touch yourself for me baby – tell daddy what you wanted him to do
you”
 
 
**
 
It was too much.
 
Yuuri’s voice is too much.
 
He was hard.
 
So very hard.
 
And the thought that Yuuri was jacking off with just the sight of his body
through this screen is doing wonders for his self-esteem.
 
‘Only I can make you like this’ he thought to himself as he did as Yuuri told.
 
“F – first you’ll k – kiss me” he stammered as he heard Yuuri ask, “Where –
where would I kiss you?”
 
“In the mouth – I – love the taste of your tongue, always so sweet” he said.
 
“Mmm – yes, I love tasting you too baby, you’re sweet too” he heard Yuuri say
which gave him more courage as he got a little bolder when he heard Yuuri ask,
“What else? What else will I do to you?” his immediate answer was a groan
before saying, “And then you’d lower yourself to my neck – marking me as yours”
 
“Yes – I love marking you, you’re mine” he heard Yuuri growl again before
saying, “You’re not touching yourself enough baby, should we do something about
that? Would you want me to tell you what to do with your hands?” as he answered
with a groan of his own and another yes.
 
“Put two fingers in your mouth baby – wet them with your saliva – suck it like
it’s my dick your sucking – do it baby” he heard Yuuri say and he did as he was
told.
 
He moaned at the image Yuuri gave him, remembering how big Yuuri is, he decided
to  add another finger making it three as he heard Yuuri say, ‘fuck’ which
encouraged him to moan louder and make his actions bolder.
 
He stared at Yuuri before taking out his fingers and making a show of licking
it from the base to the tips of his fingers as his other hand headed towards
his own neglected cock.
 
“Can I play with my thing daddy?” he asked lewdly as his hand started to hover
on his dripping cock as he pants a bit as he heard Yuuri say, “Not yet baby
–not yet” which made him whimper and Yuuri tsked as he said, “You impatient
boy, trust daddy a bit more okay?” which made him nod again.
 
“Drag your wet fingers towards your nipples baby – just like that, yes” he
heard Yuuri guide him as he slowly dragged his fingers towards his chest making
a red line along the way as he pressed. He let out a small moan when he reached
his nipple and saw how hard it is – loving the way it’s pebbled just enough so
– “Pinch it for me baby – hard – the way I’d bite” he heard Yuuri cut off as he
pinched his nipples hard enough to make his moan drawl out  earning him a gasp
from the  Japanese.
 
“Tell me what you want me to do to you when we meet” he heard Yuuri asked again
– this time, with a bit more insistence which made him growl as he answered, “I
want to make love to you like that morning – the way you slo – slowly opened me
up” before breathing as he said, “Daddy, I want your hands around my little
cock – making me cum as you tell me how much of a good boy I am – I’m your good
boy daddy – your best boy” he said as his both his hands were on his nipples,
making both of it and his cock hard.
 
“Yes – yes baby, you’re my boy. My good boy” he heard Yuuri say as he moaned.
 
“Ngghh… Daddy… I want yo – you” Victor tried again as his hand twitched and
ached to reach for his cock which Yuuri saw as he obliged, “Go for it baby,
show da – daddy how much you want it – touch yourself – just like how you want
daddy to touch you”
 
And that made him lose it.
 
He reached for his cock with his other hand as his other hand remained on his
other nipple abusing it as he pulled and pinched making it red as he hissed at
the first contact of his hands to his cock.
 
 “Yes baby. Do it like it’s me jacking you off – how do you want it? Faster?
Slower? Rougher?” he said the last words like a whisper as if he’s sharing a
secret which made his spine tingle in excitement.
 
He opened his eyes and saw the tip of Yuuri’s cock from the screen and the
tell-tale sign of up and down movements of his arms mirroring his own, which
means Yuuri is jacking off at the image of him jacking off.
 
He loved it.
 
“Do you want me daddy – do you want to put your cock in my hole” he asked
boldly as he heard Yuuri groan.
 
With a spurt of courage he stopped his ministrations to look at Yuuri directly
before rummaging through his gifts making his lovers eyes widen in
understanding.
 
He pulled out one of the lubes and the bigger than normal sized dildo that was
closest to Yuuri’s size. His Yuuri was big on length and girth which is made
him hornier at the memory of that inside him. He turned to his lover seeking
for approval when he saw Yuuri nod darkly before saying, “Funny, that one is
special” before reaching for something away from the computer. But before he
could ask what it was, he heard Yuuri say, “Open yourself up baby – slowly”
 
“Lube up your fingers and warm it up before putting it on your hole” he heard
the command as he obeyed.
 
“Yes, just like that” he heard Yuuri say again.
 
What happened after was total bliss as his lover guided him on how to open
himself up properly making him moan and more than eager to put his toy inside
as he pleaded, “Now, daddy?” and watched as Yuuri smirked and said, “Yes, now
baby” and he put it in.
 
“NhHHAHhhaggaa” he moaned as he slowly eased the dildo inside.
 
In and out.
 
In and out.
 
Slowly putting in the dildo through his hole and pulling it out before putting
it in a little deeper until it is fully seated inside him.
 
“Good boy” he heard Yuuri praised him as he keened at the compliment as he
heard Yuuri say, “If you manage not to come and make ten pulls and push of that
thing inside you, I’ll give you a reward when I see you”
 
And so he did.
 
“O – one” he counted as he pushed the toy inside only to jerk when the dildo
vibrated inside him.
 
“Oh… God…” he moaned as he finally realized the torture his lover is going to
put him through.
 
“I don’t hear counting baby~” his lover teased as he glared at the man a bit
making the latter quirk an eyebrow a bit before he fell as he felt the
vibration get stronger as he heard Yuuri asked, “Are you complaining? I thought
you were my good boy?” before the vibrations stop altogether as he heard his
lover add, “Well, I said I wouldn’t push if you’re so agains –” which made
Victor shout another loud no before saying, “I – I’m sorry – I’m good – please
– please… again … please” he begged incoherently which made Yuuri smile as he
heard him say, “Then start counting again baby” and the vibrations started
again.
 
“T – ten … ngghhh ha haaaaaaaa” he moaned at the end of it.
 
He had tears in his eyes as he finished counting as he felt his cock begged for
release. He wanted to beg earlier about his need to cum but he knew – he just
knew his lover won’t take that kindly so he begged his mind to let this
pleasure/torture end.
 
“D – daddy – I – aahhh aaaaaaaahhhhggg – I can’t – I need – ” he keeps cutting
himself as he started to rut on the bed. Any type of friction will do now. He’s
been edging himself since earlier – under the watchful eye of his lover who
turns the vibration to low or stops it when he looks like he starts to feel the
tension in his groin.
 
“You want to cum baby?” he heard Yuuri coo which made him nod frantically with
tears spilling from his eyes as he heard Yuuri say, “cum for me baby.. cum for
daddy”
 
So he let himself go.
 
He fell on the bed with a shudder and a shout of Yuuri’s name as he came –
barely hearing Yuuri shouting his name in the same manner.
 
‘We came together’he thought numbly as he continued to ride his high, his chest
rising and falling faster, catching his breath.
 
His eyes were still shut when he heard Yuuri ask him breathlessly, “Are you
okay baby?”
 
He tried to even his breathing and he took deep breaths for a while before he
was able to answer, “That – that was – wow” he ended lamely, not finding the
right words for what he felt earlier.
 
“Wow, is an understatement” he heard Yuuri mumble over the other line as he
propped himself up with his elbows to look at his lover and smirked when he saw
Yuuri looking wrecked. He felt happy at the thought of the blissed out look of
his lover’s face as they kept their gazes to each other, but it was cut off
when he saw Yuuri smiled sadly and heard him say, “I can’t wait for tomorrow. I
miss you”
 
And suddenly, his happiness was filled with emptiness as he flopped back down
on the bed letting the tears spill from his eyes.
 
He felt guilty as he thought about his lover. Thousands of kilometers away from
him and telling him how much he loves him – how much he missed him – as if he’s
a very important person. Again, the guilt that he was the one that seduced the
young CEO and took him from the world plagued his mind and came back at full
force.
 
Yuuri told him that their relationship must be kept a secret.
 
Chris told him that his relationship with Yuuri must be a secret.
 
Because it is wrong.
 
One wrong move from him and it could cost Yuuri everything he knew – everything
he built and owned and cherished. Chris told him dozens of times and Yuuri
confirmed it to him that one time, that it wouldn’t matter to the world what
Victor would tell them – he is the victim in this mess of a relationship they
call. And everyone would do their best to save Victor from Yuuri – to take him
away from the man that he loves.
 
Because this is wrong.
 
He vaguely heard a knock and Yuuri telling the stranger to give him a minute
before hastily telling Victor that he has to go but to text him after his rest,
and there’s only so much Victor could do not to curl into himself as he raised
his hands in the air and gave Yuuri a thumbs up before he heard the call got
disconnected.
 
“I love you too” he mumbled before adding, “I miss you too”
 
 
‘How could you love my selfishness?’he thought as he got up to clean himself
up.
 
 
He needs to clean his apartment in case Yuuri drops by – and possibly talk to
Yurio before Yuuri does.
Chapter End Notes
     Okay, okay... so this is not entirely smut. But bare with me? When
     you asked me to make this a multi-chaptered fic, my mind made a plot.
     I apologize about this chapter if this chapter is unbeta-ed. My beta
     is going through a trauma... hahahaha I feel second hand
     embarrassment for what she went through. Don't worry -- it's nothing
     serious, she just saw something that scarred her for life. ahahahaha
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Chapter Summary
     He met him when he was fifteen.
      
     Too young to live – too rare to die.
      
     At 15, he was reeling from his last victory in Junior Worlds before
     he moves up to the Senior’s Circuit in the GP Series.
     --
     a backstory for everyone who is getting confused about this fic's
     timeline.
Chapter Notes
     Happy first year anniversary to Yuri on Ice -- the fandom that made
     me love Wednesdays of all days. :)
                       "Well you cured my January blues
                         Yeah you made it all alright
                I got a feeling I might have lit the very fuse
                      That you were trying not to light
        You were a stranger in my phone book I was acting like I knew
                         'Cause I had nothing to lose
   When the winter's in full swing and your dreams just aren't coming true
                        Ain't it funny what you'll do"
                                        
                                        
He met him when he was fifteen.
 
Too young to live – too rare to die.
 
At 15, he was reeling from his last victory in Junior Worlds before he moves up
to the Senior’s Circuit in the GP Series.
 
It was Mid-March when he first met him – Yuuri Katsuki, or Katsuki Yuuri as he
heard the Japanese man address himself. He learned from Yakov that they would
be talking to a potential sponsor so he prepared himself for a boring night
with a fake smile plastered on his face – it has never failed before.
 
Until then.
 
With his black hair swept back, strong eyes, sharp jaw – and a lean body subtly
hidden by the slim-fit mohair blend suit and tailored trousers that almost
leaves nothing to the imagination, Yuuri Katsuki is the epitome of a very
powerful businessman. He got the intimidating professional look pat down along
with that small amused smile he gave him when he first told him to address him
by his first name – it has never happened before.
 
At least not with Yakov around.
 
He was shocked to  hear about the 25-year old businessman who seemed to have
only acquired his company after a series of drama that he glossed the details
over to him and Yakov – he got the gist of it though.
 
Yuuri Katsuki lived in a family with a successful business, beautiful family
and friends, until that one night where his parents were both found dead inside
their car in a collision accident.
 
In Yuuri’s eyes he saw strength and power – he also saw vulnerability.
 
The fond smile he gave Yakov when he was talking about his business and his
enthusiasm when he was talking about Victor’s skating.
 
He has never blushed that much before.
 
He saw the man glanced over him once or twice but missed the blush that
slighted the man’s face when he commented about how he looks in his clothes.
 
They ended the night amiably.
 
With nothing but business in their minds.
 
Yuuri insisted that he takes them both home which his coach reluctantly agreed
to since they also shared a few drinks.
 
They took Yakov home first with his coach pulling him to the side and reminding
him in a low tone how he shouldn’t mess this up since Yuuri is apparently known
as a big investor but must be dealt with in caution since the Japanese man only
picks the people he backs up with – they are all successful now.
 
He promised Yakov he’d treat Yuuri well.
 
He hasn’t backed down from that promise.
 
On their way back to his apartment Yuuri kept asking him question after
question as if he’s  really interested in him – Victor Nikiforov the human, not
just Victor Nikiforov the skater.
 
He tried to give him the same answers that he gives the media.
 
The same smile.
 
That hasn’t failed him before.
 
Until Katsuki Yuuri, that is.
“If I wanted to hear that answer, I’d buy a magazine” Yuuri commented after he
told him that his favorite color was gold – the same color as his medal.
 
And that was when it changed.
 
He told him his favorite color was blue – which it was, still is.
 
He saw Yuuri smiling that time – a real smile.
 
An angel’s smile.
 
And he felt his heart started to beat.
 
He talked more honestly after that – asked questions of his own for Yuuri which
the Japanese answered just as enthusiastically.
 
It was a fun night – that ended.
 
“I’ll see you tomorrow” was what he last heard Yuuri said that night before the
windows of the car were rolled up and he was  left standing in the curb in
front of his apartment building which he was supposed to leave next month due
to an increase in the lease  that he couldn’t afford.
 
He needed a new apartment – he needed to worry about that.
 
But that night, the only thing in his thoughts were Yuuri’s words, or promise,
if that would be a correct term – about seeing him tomorrow.
 
He was smiling the whole night.
 
Days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months.
 
Yuuri visited their rink as often as he could or whenever the Japanese was in
town.
 
He takes him out every time.
 
Their talks were always that – just talks.
 
How practice is going.
 
How his day has been.
 
Yakov were with them for the first few months – until that one time he didn’t
attend and Yuuri told him that it was fine since Victor could carry their
conversation well.
 
It was the truth.
 
But what he didn’t tell Yakov and Yuuri then was that sometime between those
days, weeks and months, something strong started growing on his chest –
something similar to fondness, contentment and protectiveness – something like
love.
 
He was young.
 
He knew that.
 
He knew the consequences of notacting his age – acting like someone Katsuki
Yuuri  would be interested in – in that way.
 
The first time he realized that was that one time after his first GP qualifier
when he saw the Japanese man holding a bouquet of roses for the Japanese women
skater, Mizuki Asahina, he felt something similar to small pricks in his chest,
which he thought was fondness at first – seeing a cute gesture of
acknowledgment – until his breath were cut out of his system and he had to walk
away as far and as fast as he could when the woman threw himself at Yuuri and
kiss the man passionately.
He was unreasonably angry – for what, he couldn’t say himself, but it was
there.
 
Sadness, was also present, but like anger, he couldn’t explain why it was there
either.
 
The days that followed were awful as he was forbidden to talk to Yuuri as the
media went ballistic for the new scoop – and that girl was talking about
wedding plans as if she and Yuuri were a real couple – which he knows they
aren’t – right?
 
There was a knock on the door that he hesitated opening – he doesn’t want to be
disturbed when he’s thinking.
 
But the knocking on the door turned frantic and was already pounding when he
opened the door to reveal a disheveled Yuuri.
 
“Hey, can I hide here?” he heard Yuuri asked as he answered, “Sure”
 
And that was how their conversation began.
 
Yuuri stayed at his room for the rest of the night – actually, he stayed there
for the rest of his stay at the hotel.
 
He stayed there even as Victor was practicing.
 
He didn’t know why but he didn’t tell Yakov.
 
And from the looks of it, Yuuri hasn’t either.
 
That first night, he and Yuuri talked a lot – how’s life, how’s Russia, how’s
Japan and how their days went – completely satisfied not talking about the
rumor for once.
 
Yuuri didn’t talk about it.
 
And he didn’t ask.
 
On the second night he told Yuuri that he hated the color of his room – it
should be white with pink, because pink is also a beautiful color.
 
“But I thought you’d appreciate it you were put into the blue room since you
told me you like blue” he heard Yuuri say which made him blush.
 
“Y – yes, I mean, I love blue but … I also like pink?” he stammered as he tried
to find the words to defend himself.
 
He heard Yuuri laugh.
 
And Yuuri promised him a room of that palette next time he checks in from any
of his hotels.
 
“Your rates are expensive though” he told Yuuri honestly after the laughter
died down and Yuuri laughed again before he heard the Japanese man say, “You’re
kidding right? I want you to stay in any of my hotels for as long as you want –
you’re one of my skaters remember – We kind of have a contract that says, at
least once a month you should promote any of my hotels or any of my businesses
– you can stay at any of my hotels for free – you can have any of my business
merchandise for free”
 
And Victor gaped at him like a fish out of water.
 
His jaw dropped even further when Yuuri told him what his businesses include.
 
Hotels, mobile phones, cars (which Yuuri told him that his contract stipulates
that he’d have a car from them as soon as he gets his driver’s license) and
food from restaurants that he invested in.
 
“All of that? I could live with all of that?” he asked, just to be clear.
 
And he saw Yuuri nod at him with a smile as he answered, “Yes, all of that”
 
The following day, he had a new phone and a reservation at the Crispino’s at
their branch in St. Petersburg and a five day staycation at any Katsuki Hotel.
 
He posted this on his twitter and Instagram.
 
And the internet broke down.
 
The rumors about Katsuki Yuuri and the Japanese skater was forgotten and
replaced with Yuuri being a great big brotherand sponsor to Victor.
 
Everyone was envious.
 
But Victor only zeroed in on the great big brother comment – for the first
time, he thought, ‘I don’t want him to be my brother’which only escalates when
at the end of his SP, he met Yuuri at the kiss and cry only to be given a blue
rose crown by the Japanese man.
 
He felt his heart beat again – more insistently this time.
 
And on their fourth night, at the banquet, he saw Yuuri down champagne after
champagne after champagne until he was completely buzzed – at least from
Victor’s point of view that he struggled to drag the man away from the dance
floor and stop the Japanese from grinding bodies with unknown faces – he
doesn’t want to see Yuuri do that.
 
He told himself that he was probably turning protective to Yuuri because he was
nice to him every time and treats Victor as a human more than a trophy but as
he pulled his covers over the drunken Japanese man, snoring contently in his
bed, he admitted to himself that he’s being selfish.
 
That he’s starting to feel different for the Japanese man.
 
Something more like love love.
 
And in the morning, he learned about lust as he saw Yuuri’s body in all Its
wondrous glory.
 
And learned one more thing about the man that he loves.
 
Katsuki Yuuri, apparently, is a man who takes off all of his clothes when
drunk. So, he woke up early to call breakfast for him and Yuuri when his eyes
fell on the very naked body sleeping on his bed, morning wood standing proud
and very much erect – he felt his mouth drool.
 
Yuuri was huge.
 
And for the first time, he felt a need to run to the bathroom and lock himself.
 
He jacked off to the thought of Yuuri – Yuuri Katsuki’s very naked body.
 
When he was finished, Yuuri was still asleep, so he left the room and went to
his friends’ instead – Christophe Giacometti and told him everything that
happened – everything that he felt. His friend told him that it’s a bad idea,
and he knew that, but then he told Chris that it was unintentional and won’t
happen again anyway – his friend brought that.
 
He came back to his room after three hours and saw Yuuri pulling down his shirt
from over his head.
 
“Did you have a good sleep?”
 
“Did you just come back?”
 
They asked at the same time as they answered
 
“I slept at Christophe’s room”
 
“Yes”
 
He saw Yuuri frown at his answer but he just shrugged and told him that Yuuri
was very drunk and Chris wanted to have a sleepover. He told him that they
didn’t do anything inappropriate, and that’s when he finally saw Yuuri sigh in
relief.
 
“Just call my guards next time” he told him before they start their day again.
 
The good byes started to get painful after that.
 
 
 
He met him again a few more times after that.
 
Texted often after getting their personal numbers as Yuuri insisted that he’s
free to text or call him anytime.
 
Somehow, that made him feel strong.
 
Like he’s already won the Grand Prix even when it is just starting.
 
It was Yuuri who called him in his second qualifiers.
 
He told him he couldn’t make it but he’d be watching so he should do his best.
 
And he did.
 
And Yuuri called him again to tell him he loved it – and that, to him, meant so
much more than the gold around his neck.
 
He received the beautiful watch around that time – and he paraded that on the
banquet.
 
Yakov and almost everyone asked him where he got it since it looked special –
he answered that it was a gift from someone he holds dear to his heart.
 
Everyone thought he was talking about a relative – except Chris who got the
whole story out of him.
 
His best friend was happy but concerned.
 
“He feels okay to me, but you never know these things Victor – he could be
using you, or playing you because you’re still youn –” but he didn’t let the
Swiss finish his sentence as he cut the other off as he said, “He doesn’t look
at me that way – but I kind of wish he would” which only earned a nod from his
friend.
 
The next time they saw each other was a few days before Victor’s birthday party
– the elevator scene.
 
And the next one was the new year’s eve party, the one at the bar  – and then,
the banquet, where the rest, as they say, is history.
 
Victor fell.
 
He fell hard.
 
He was so in love right now and he knows that Yuuri loves him just as much.
 
Technically, he was of legal age in Russia, but the world still won’t
acknowledge him until he’s at least 18.
 
He knows that they’re dancing a very strict dance right now, he just hopes he
doesn’t slip and that he could keep up.
 
 
 
 
End Notes
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