Yuri On Ice || One Shots

Viktor x Yuuri Smut

18+ Warning
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3rd person.

It's not like he was jealous; he just liked the thought of Viktor being his and only his.

Yuuri pushed him down onto his bed with a calculating look.

They were staying in a hotel in Barcelona, the same night of his Eros skate.

He placed 1st (AHHH THE EPISODE ISINT OUT YET SO IDK)

Viktor looked up at him with raised eyebrows slightly suprised by his demeanor.

"What's this about?" Viktor throws on his signature mischievous grin.

Little did he know Yuuri would be the one with that expression while he calls his name under him.

Yuuri runs a hand through his hair for a moment his dark eyes studying him.

Viktor couldn't help but tense in sweet anticipation at that look.

He mostly thought of Yuuri as Cute not exactly Sexy.

But he did have to admit, Yuuri does have his moments where his sex appeal overuns his innocent look.

Secretly he thinks Yuuri acts that way on purpose so no one bothers to hit on him like people do with Chris and JJ.

'Clever' He thinks almost sourly.

Yuuri leans over him his hands caging him in on either side.

Viktor looks up at him partially curious to what he wants.

It's rare to see Yuuri so dominant.

Yuuri leans down his breath fanning over Viktors neck making him shiver.

"It's kind of upsetting y'know" he states lowly making goose bumps rise on Viktors arms.

"What is..?" Viktor asks quietly his attention focused on Yuuri's mouth hovering over his neck.

"The fact that I won first.." he trails his nose up his neck and jawline until he's he locks eyes with him "and you still refuse to acknowledge me"

Viktor blinks realizing that he did neglect him today but for a good reason in his eyes.

"I only did that because you should be skating because you love it not because other people want you too" he explains.

Yuuri shrugs moving to pin Viktors wrists above his head.

"Does it really matter who I'm skating for?" He hums "if I wasn't skating at all, we wouldn't be here"

Viktor stares up at him entranced by his dark eyes "I guess..." he trails off realizing where this was going.

Pinning his wrists above his head with one hand Yuuri reaches down with the other to slide his fingers under Viktors shirt.

"It seems that I'll have to make you acknowledge me" he looks up through his lashes.

Viktor takes in a shaky breath watching Yuuri's fingers find their way up and under his shirt.

He only releases Viktor's wrists for a moment to pull off his shirt but then goes back to pinning them down.

Viktor wiggles slightly pulling on his wrists making Yuuri hold onto him tighter.

"No wiggling" he commands making Viktor shiver suprisingly.