☆ OTAYURI ONE SHOTS ☆ [y!!!oi]

Lingers on me now. *

Hellooo , sorry I didn't update the last few days, was really busy with school work x

Anyways enjoy this one, this is the first part of the a/b/o series "Baby Steps" on ao3, gonna post the second part later on :)

Author: violetchachkii on ao3, go show them some love for their amazing works x
☆Ship: Otabek Altin / Yuri Plisetsky
☆Summary:
Yuri has been waiting years for him to finally present as an alpha. Both his body and Otabeks scarf have a different idea.

(Or basically a fic about Yuri going through his first heat.)

Notes/Additional Tags:
Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics - Omegaverse
Omega!Yuri and Alpha!Beka
future au, older yuri
Masturbation
Scents/Smells
Anal Sex
Barebacking
Knotting
Riding
Marking

Enjoy x

Chapter 1

Yuri sighed in relief as he released his tumbleweed of blond hair from its band. He had it piled on top of his head while he and Otabek were out skating together. It was nice to finally have it loose. He shook out the long locks, which after three years had grown to reach the small of his back. He didn't want to cut it and Otabek said that he liked it long, so that's how he kept it. There was something inherently freeing about it.

As the skater allowed his hair to fall behind his back, he shrugged off his coat and his gloves. Otabek wasn't far behind him, hanging his coat and scarf gingerly on the hooks beside the door. Meanwhile, Yuri tossed his things on the floor, not worried about causing a mess. It was his apartment after all.

Otabek stepped back from his things, making sure they were placed in a way that they wouldn't fall and turned to Yuri. The younger skater yawned and stretched, revealing a small patch of skin where his shirt rode up. He didn't notice the way his friend swallowed at the sight. Yuri was too tired to notice anything like that.

"I think I'm going to take a shower," Otabek said, clearing his throat. Yuri nodded, though part of him was disappointed. Whenever Otabek skated, his strong alpha scent became even more detectable to Yuri. He loved it and a shower would wash that away. The only upside was that it was his shower. Otabek would be using his soap. His towels. Every part of him would be covered by something that was undeniably him. That was almost sweeter.

"Yeah, yeah," Yuri waved nonchalantly. It was no longer weird for Otabek to be in his apartment and using his shower, or his bed, or any of his things. Three years of friendship had crossed over any boundaries that might have existed.

Otabek smiled thankfully, even if he knew Yuri would say yes. "We can watch a movie after I'm finished," he suggested.

Yuri nodded. That sounded like a good idea. He retreated to his room with his friend following behind him. The bathroom was connected to his room and Yuri planned on laying down while Otabek was washing himself. They'd probably even stay in his bed when they were watching a movie. It would be nice to relax his muscles after a long day of skating and trying to one up each other. He was older now and he didn't have the stamina he once had. He hated to admit it, but years of skating had worn him down.

The blond flopped onto his bed, the mattress sagging beneath him. He buried his face in his duvet and took a long inhale. All he could smell was detergent and the faint odor of his own skin. This was why he liked having Otabek in his bed. When he left, his scent lingered in the days before Yuri had to inevitably wash his sheets again. There was something comforting and intoxicating about the smell of the alpha that made Yuri sleep soundly.

He heard a small laugh come from his companion's chest. Yuri knew he probably looked ridiculous sprawled out on his bed with his face pressed into the mattress. He would never tell Otabek that every time he laid down he would try to see if he could find the faintest remnants of his best friend's scent. That was far too embarrassing. It was something he'd just have to keep to himself.