Yuri On Ice || One Shots

Viktor X Yuuri Smut

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He sat at his bedroom window on his bed, his arm draped lazily on the window sill, his chin resting in the crook of his elbow.

He sighed thinking about the cup of China, he knew that people he knows would be there and it's only in a few short days, and he still can't nail his routine.

He let out a breath through his nose, he wanted more pointers from viktor but all he got was "You're doing fine" with a stoney face not giving away any ideas.

It fustrated him a little, he wanted to barge into Viktor's room and ask him about it but he knew he'd just have to work harder tomorrow.

He ran a hand through his hair slightly stressed.

snow was falling outside and he wondered if his family and everyone was alright.

Everyone left around 6pm to go to a hockey game a few cities over and they said that they would probably find a hotel to stay at concidering the weather and head back in the morning.

Viktor and Yuuri naturally didn't attend considering practice was futile the next few days.

"I don't know what I'm doing wrong.." Yuuri grumbles to himself, strands of his dark hair falling into his eyes.

"Are you thinking about the competition?" Viktors sudden voice startles him out of his thoughts, he turns his head slightly to glance at him.

Lately Yuuri had been more comfortable around Viktor, he was less skiddish and sheepish.

"Yeah.." he sighs sitting up slightly, his blue t-shirt hanging off of him loosely.

After he lost weight, all of his clothes seemed to be slightly too big.

"I'm supposed to play the part of a woman but I'm not good at the seducing part, it's just not my thing"

Viktor stared at the younger man, usually when Yuuri talked about anything lewd his cheeks would have a slight tint of pink, but this time they were pale as the snow outside.

He stayed silent for a moment "maybe you just need more practice" he says his fingers gripping his own chin; a habit he seemed to have when he was thinking.

Yuuri jerks his head towards him, seemingly more irritable tonight "you keep saying that but nothings working"

Viktor narrows his eyes for a moment before coming to a conclusion "alright"

He slides the door shut behind him which is meaningless since no one is home anyways, and he creeps over to Yuuri and onto his bed.

Yuuri then snaps out of his cold trance and stares at Viktor full on as he climbs towards him.

He positions his knee inbetween Yuuri's legs, his knee slightly grazing his crotch, Yuuri's knee doing the Same to him.

Viktor grabs his hand in his own and Yuuri resists a little tugging back on his hand.

"What are you doing?" Yuuri questions leaning back as Viktor leans forward.

"I'm teaching you how to seduce somene" he states boldly as he grabs Yuuri's other hand to pull him closer.

"We can't" Yuuri continues to lean back.

"You're family is gone, relax, no one will know" he coos slightly disappointed that Yuuri doesn't get as flustered as he used to, his cheeks still pale.