Ice Fire~ Victuri

First Official Date

Heyo! Sorry for such late updates! But the same rule applied, when I got back from Spring Break, I'd update each of my books twice. Also, I'm going to the Indianapolis, Indiana Comicon on Saturday(tomorrow)! Anyone going, I'd love to meet you! I'll be going as Victor Nikiforov, with my two friends who, one is going as Katsuki Yuri and the other as Yurio! All three of us will be closet cosplaying and it will be our natural hair (besides mine, I will be hair spraying it silver and Yurio's, who will be wearing a wig). My hair will be styled like Victor's and I will be wearing a grey trench coat and carrying a big stuffed animal dog that looks similar to Makkachin. I will be wearing sunglasses (as I couldn't find blue color contacts with my prescription soon enough, ugh) and I will be wear a black shirt with grey sweats. I will also have a gold ring (duh! Of course! I have my Yuri *winks*). Walk up to me and ask if I have Wattpad and if I say yes, I'll tell you I'm book_binder. The reason I tell you to ask if I have Wattpad is because I don't want you guys walking up to someone who doesn't know why you're talking to them. I hope to see you guys there! I'd love to take to you guys! Especially since my parents don't like anime and I don't have my phone, I miss you guys so much.

Victor's POV

I couldn't stop the unnerving feeling that Yuri was in more pain than he seemed.

That's why I was teasing him again.

"Victor, stop, you know it itches." Yuri grumbled in protest as I wrapped my lips around the soft flesh of his shoulder scar.

Phichit had left long ago, thank the gods, and Yuri and I finally had the room to ourselves.

Pulling the bedsheets over our bodies and our heads, I pulled back from Yuri's scar, my hand running across his abdomen, tracing the creases in his skin.

"I think it feels like pleasure, you're just making excuses again, aren't you?" I asked, looking into his blazing chestnut eyes and saw him flush out of embarrassment, causing a grin to cross my lips.

"You can always read me so easily.......... so why can't I ever read you?" Yuri asked, mumbling the last part as he rolled out from under me, causing me to pout.

"Yuri, I realized we never went on an real date. So,

Katsuki Yuri, will you go out on a date with me?"
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3rd person

"He got there before you?"

"And Yuri broke down! I couldn't hurt him more! His past is filled with fire and misery."

Gripping his shirt collar, he pulled him close to him, faces inches apart.

"Don't forget our deal. You break Victor and Yuri apart, I get Victor and you get Yuri."

"But isnt this wrong? Forcing two people who love each other to break up and then taking them as if they're objects?"

"Listen here, I've explained it a million times; we've known and loved them longer than they've known each other, our love is longer lasting, they're playing around and not even realizing it. They were meant to be with us."
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Yuri's POV

Victor's hands rain through my wet hair, tangling them and rubbing his fingers against my scalp. His tongue glided over the side of my neck, his other hand trailing my body.

Panting lightly while the steaming hot water pelted Victor and my body, he pushed me up against the wall, the cool tile wall pressing against my warm body.

Pushing on Victor's chest lightly, I tried regaining my breath."V-Victor, maybe we should slow down." I panted, Victor stopping briefly.

"I'm sorry, am I rushing things?" He asked, looking at my face, as if trying to read me.

'Yes' is what I should have said but, instead I replied;"I haven't had breakfast yet and we just started dating." I said, pointing out two facts.

Victor pulled back, looking down at his soaking grey cotton shirt and soaked black sweat pants, and then looking at my own, wet, bare chest and pajama bottoms.

"I guess you do have a point. Maybe we should practice instead." Victor said, running a hand through his long, wet hair and his other hand on hip.

I mentally sighed in relief, hiding the small blush on my face.'How would Victor react when I tell him I've never had sexual intercourse till him? He may view me differently. He may not want me. Learning that Victor use to be a player, he would be use to going straight into it......'
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"You're off beat!"

"Have better posture!"

"You're supposed to make it look easy!"

"It's not though!" I cried, hunched over my knees as I felt like vomiting up my un-eaten breakfast.

"You won't get a gold with that attitude." Victor said, handing me a water bottle.

I took it greedily, gulping down the cool liquid, whipping my mouth off after handing Victor the now empty water bottle.

"I thought you had better stamina." Victor said, laughing and patting my back.

I looked up at him, half glaring."We've been at this for hours, of course my stamina has been used up." I grumbled.

"Lets go and get lunch then." Victor said, handing me a towel.
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"Ahh, vuksna!" Victor mumbled, his eyes closing in bliss.

I sweat dropped, looking at all the empty alcohol glasses.

"Um...... don't you think you've drank too much?" I asked before stopping the waiter and asking for the bill.

"Yuri, Russians can hold their liquor better than you can." Victor mumbled, looking me in the eyes.

I pouted, realizing he was pointing out that I was bad at staying sober while drinking.

"I'm taking you back to the room, I don't want to have to deal with your lazy ass tomorrow before the competition." I grumbled, letting Victor pay for the meal.

"You know you want it though." Victor said, winking at me.

My face was engulfed in flames as I grabbed his hand and walked out of the restaurant.
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Stepping into the comforts of the hotel lobby, I pulled Victor into the elevator, him half passed out.

As the door were closing, a hand jabbed through the gap and the door reopened, revealing a demon in disguise.

"Lets have a little chat, you two."