Deep Edges | Yuzuru Hanyu

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Yuzuru had to admit that she managed to get him speechless for a good couple of seconds.

There wasn't a single world where doing this could impact her confidence on the ice but at the same time, was it that bad to try when she wanted it as much as he did?

Izumi hadn't been shy in her attempts to get it to happen and this was yet another evidence of that.

So yes, this time, when he felt the roll of her lips on his lap, there was no effort to push her away.

She seemed to enjoy his reaction, her moans echoing in the small space of her bedroom, so sensual that he was afraid to lose it before they had barely even started.

"You're unbelievable" he muttered against her lips.

"We've barely started, Hanyu-san... Don't tell me you're already that far gone" 

He chuckled but there was a part of him that really wondered if he wouldn't disappoint this woman who seemed very comfortable in her own skin on the bedroom. Lack of confidence certainly wasn't something he would use to describe her at that particular moment.

Yuzuru didn't even answer to her teasing, just enjoying his hands on her body, exploring, feeling, and allowing pleasure to take over.

Because yes, his oxygen and blood flow seemed to have been prioritized by his body to be somewhere else rather than his brain.

"You're very sexy, you know that, right?"

"Hum... tell me all about it."

"I think I would rather show you."

Izumi barely allowed him to say anything else. She ignored her blushing cheeks and pulled on the fabric of his shirt, she needed it to be off his body as soon as humanly possible.

To be quite fair, he didn't fight her on it, going as far as encouraging it by helping her remove it and throw it somewhere across the room. His focus was solely on her as he made it obvious that he wanted her clothes off as well.

For all of her apparent confidence, red kept filling her cheeks as he removed her shirt and exposed her sports bra.

"It's...huh...not that sexy." she muttered, knowing that her choice of underwear, even if practical for the time at the rink, wasn't the ideal or most visually appealing garment that she could have on for this.

"It's not the clothes that matter, Izumi-chan. You're sexy, sexier than you have any right to be when you're trying to get me to go mad. It makes me crazy when I'm supposed to be keeping my hands to myself."

Smirking, she bit her lip in reaction to his words, her hands instantly settling on his muscled torso.

Yuzuru's body was everything that she had imagined and more, the muscles that he had worked so hard for during years looked incredible on his lean body.

It was only when her hand brushed on his clothed erection that he turned them around, getting on top of her body with a determined look that she instantly realized to love.

"I always knew you weren't the saint everyone seems to take you for."

"Hum... and what's that supposed to mean?"

"That you're very comfortable with women."

"Don't tell me you've realized that because I turned us around."

"No... just your aura in the bedroom."

He quickly noted that if she had the time to think of such complex matters, he certainly couldn't be doing a great job.