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Vikturi

Yuri would have never guessed that he would be moving in with Viktor, the Viktor Nikiforov, the one he admired for years. In the beginning he just wanted his attention but it turned into much more than that. Viktor had managed to light a spark in Yuri's heart, one that would never go away.

"Yuri, can you grab that box?" Viktor asked. "Sure," replied Yuri as he lifted the box from Viktor's car and carried it over to the front door. After the Grand Prix Final, Viktor had asked Yuri to move in with him into his house in Russia. He said it was to train and to be able to coach Yuri effectively as well as getting ready himself, but they both knew it was much more than that. 

Yuri set the box down in front of the TV, happy that it was the last one and happy that he could finally relax and have some time alone with Viktor. Yuri collapsed on the couch and wished he could have a bowl of katsudon. But Viktor said no, claiming it was unhealthy for him and also he was no longer in Japan and Russia didn't exactly have Japansese restaurants all over the place. He realized that he would not get a bowl of katsudon anytime soon. "Viktor!" Yuri yelled, "What are we doing today?" "Well, we can do whatever you want," Viktor responded as he walked over toward Yuri and sat on the couch next to him. Viktor stroked Yuri's dark hair, gazing into his eyes. Yuri smiled and took Viktor's other hand into his own. Only when staring into Viktor's eyes did Yuri feel comfortable, he realized. Despite all the stress he goes through, Viktor makes him feel alive. Yuri had wished for something like this for the longest time, hoping he could find the person that made him happy without compare, he thought this person did not exist, that it was just a fantasy implanted into his foolish head, but at that moment he knew that it was not. Yuri knew he had found the one person he was looking for, the one who made him feel complete. 

"Anything?" Yuri questioned and Viktor responded with a smirk. Yuri sat up and pulled Viktor's head in closer and closer. Viktor did not resist the tiniest bit and continued staring into his dark chocolaty eyes. The moment their mouths met was complete and utter delight for both of them. Yuri could feel himself melting into Viktor, he could feel his grey strands of hair tangled into his fingers as he dug into his scalp. 

Yuri pressed his tongue against Viktor's lips, asking for permission to enter his mouth. Viktor graciously accepted and Yuri shoved his tongue down Viktor's throat. Viktor pulled off Yuri's glasses which had been getting in the way for far too long. Yuri pushed Viktor down onto the couch and ended up laying on top of him. They kept making out with fiery passion as Viktor pulled his arms around Yuri, running them up his spine. There were no words as to what the two were feeling as the love that they shared for one another was reveled through millions of kisses. Yuri pulled away his mouth from Viktor's and continued down kissing his neck. Viktor moaned with pleasure and Yuri proceeded to nibbling on Viktor's ear. "Yuri," Viktor said as Yuri continued to run his mouth up and down his neck, "Have I ever told you that I love you? I never had, have I. Well I do, I love you Yuri." Yuri lifted his face from Viktor's neck and said, "You think I don't know that? You  think I would be kissing someone I didn't love like this? Of course I wouldn't be, but I love you too, Viktor, I love you more than anyone or anything, and it hurts to love you like this but I do and I have no regrets." 

Yuri rested his head on Viktor's chest, still breathing heavily. Viktor hugged him tightly as they both said nothing and just felt each other's hearts racing. Both of the had fallen so deeply in love and wished for nothing more than to keep each other in their lives. They could say 'I love you' again and again but in the end those words wouldn't even be close to what they felt. 

"I'll go turn on the fireplace," Viktor whispered into Yuri's ear and lifted himself from the couch. In a few minutes, that felt very long due to them not being able to be near each other, the fireplace in Viktor's bedroom was turned on and Viktor took Yuri by his hand and pulled Yuri onto the bed. "Is it bad that I want to devour you?" Yuri asked. "Maybe just a little," Viktor responded. At that point Yuri knew that the bedroom that Viktor had set aside for him would not be in use anytime soon...

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So that was the second part of my awful fanfic. But if you are here thanks for reading and feel free to make requests!