Victuri One~Shots

Dominated

"Yuri I'm telling you, I have fast reflexes. You don't want to play tackle with me."

In case you don't know what 'tackle' is, it's a game I made up as a kid.

The objective was to tackle the other player to the ground, and if you did that, your opponent had to do whatever you said. Okay I admit, stupid game, but I was a seven year old. What do you expect?

"Oh come on! It could be fun!" I smiled, begging for Victor to play it with me.
"How can I say no?" He grinned like a hot devil spawn.

His eyes narrowed from across the room, "You're not gonna last Katsuki."
"Tsk, you're underestimating my abilities Nikiforov." I tightened my fists.
"Ready.............Go!" We yelled in unison. Before I could run, Victor jumped on me and had me pinned to the carpet.

He flashed a grin and smiled.
"I warned you babe. You have been dominated."
The word dominated sent a shiver down my spine.

I tried to strangle out of his grip but his clamp was too tight for me.
I laughed, "Alright, you clearly are the tackle master. What is your order?"
He paused, thinking.
"Oh I know." He whispered, "Kiss me."
My face began to get hot.
Sure, we've kissed before. But this is the first time he's ordered me to kiss him.
He wrapped a lock of my hair around his fingers, twirling it. "Well?" He grinned again.
"Okay." I winked. A light blush appeared on Victor's cheeks and nose.
He allowed me to sit up and pin him down, I got close to his face and lowered my entire body onto him before our lips locked.

"That was an interesting game." Victor breathed, laughing.
"We should definitely play this again sometime." I smiled.