Yuri on Ice || Seven Minutes in Heaven

「Viktor Nikiforov」

"The first round went so well so I can't wait for this next one!" Viktor said cheerily as he looked around at everyone in the room.

"I already went so let me leave now, you ass," Yuri roared.

He obviously still wasn't too happy about this game even after how well it went for him in the first round. Even so, Viktor wasn't about to let anyone leave. He was rightfully excited about how this game would play out and he wanted everyone to be present for it.

"Not yet, Yurio. We still have six more rounds left to go!"

Before the younger boy could respond with probably another angry answer, Viktor made his way over to where the girls were and grabbed your hand.

"I have a feeling you'll help make this round interesting," was all he said before he led you to the center of the room.

You had no complaint against being chosen for this round. Unlike the majority of the girls, you weren't nervous about it at the least, you were only excited for what was to come. As you walked closer to the bag which held the pieces of paper, you felt nothing but excitement coursing through you. Grabbing the first piece of paper that you felt, you pulled it out and carefully unfolded it to reveal a giant number two written on it.

"Number two?" you called, looking around eagerly for the person you'd be in the closet with.

"Well, well. When I said you'd make this round interesting, I never imagined this," Viktor said with a wide smirk as he stepped forward.

You couldn't help but smile when you realized that you'd be with this handsome, silver-haired man. Placing his hand gently on your back, he led you to the closet on the other side of the room.

"Yuuri?" he called before closing the door behind the two of you.

"Y-yes, Viktor?" he asked nervously.

"Make sure you come get us after seven minutes. I have a feeling we'll easily lose track of time."

Without another word, he finally closed the door and turned to you. It was only then did you realize what situation you found yourself in and you had no complaint whatsoever. Your heart was beating rapidly in anticipation of what was to come.

"I wasn't expecting you to be the one to draw my number," he said slowly, a smirk pulling on his lips.

"Yet here we are," you replied back a little teasingly.

His bright blue eyes stared into your (E/C) ones. There seemed to have been some sort of glint in his but you had no idea why it was there.

"I'm encouraging the others to do things while they're in the closet and yet look at me here doing nothing."

The smirk that appeared on your face was impossible to hold back. The thoughts that ran through your head couldn't be held back either. These weren't thoughts you normally had for other people, but with Viktor it was different. Being a fan of his for such a long time, this was an opportunity that you always wanted. You had fallen for this man long before he even knew who you were and now that he did notice you, you wanted to make it last.

Slowly, you began to make your way over to him. He only smiled and stayed still as he watched you get closer and closer. It was only when you had your chest pressed against his that he finally reacted. Spinning you around, he pressed you against the wall with his hands cupping your cheeks. You didn't hesitate to entangle your fingers within his silver locks before pressing your lips roughly against his.

He didn't miss a single beat. He hungrily moved his lips against yours which quickly turned it into a passionate kiss. As his hands moved down your body before landing on your waist, he squeezed it tightly before biting your lower lip. You couldn't help but gasp as your body couldn't comprehend all these amazing things he was doing to it.

His tongue danced with yours and you couldn't help but get hot and flustered over everything he was doing. Sensing this, his hands quickly moved from your waist to your ass before he squeezed it gently causing you to moan into the heated kiss. You were suddenly thankful for the fact that he had you pressed against the wall due to how weak your legs suddenly felt. It felt as if they would give out on you at any moment but you never got the chance to see if it would happen.

The closet door suddenly began to creak open slowly to reveal a flustered looking Yuuri. As you quickly removed your hands from Viktor after being caught, you were surprised when he merely kept his hands as they were on your ass while he gave a wide smile to the man before him.

"Ah, Yuuri! This is how the game should be played," he exclaimed.

"This is not cool, Viktor!" Yuuri stammered as he turned around with a beet red face. "Don't publicly show off your sex life!"

"Sex life?" he questioned. He suddenly redirected his gaze away from Yuuri and moved it back to you. "We haven't gotten to that yet but I have a feeling you won't mind if we do."

He couldn't be more right.