Your blood 》Yuri On Ice

Taste Test

Yuri Katsuki

Its strange to live not having a single clue of what time of day it is. It could be early in the morning, the time when the suns cool light compliments Victor's equally cool colour pallet of blue and silver. It could also be the dead of night, the darkness that Victor's eyes stand out in.

I am a love sick man.

With a sigh I step out of the shower and pat myself down with a towel. Any tan that I had is gone now. I think I'd fit in rather well with all the night crawlers in this sinister building.

Another sigh longer than the last escapes me as I dress; the first jeans on the pile are black and I naturally find comfort with the colour, putting the trousers on and getting a black polo shirt to match.

"Do you need help with that Mr Katsuki?" I jump and spin toward the voice, knowing who it is but not being able to see him since I haven't pulled my top down yet.

"No! I mean, I got it" my face tingles in embarassement as I yank the top on. Kolyas eyes watch me too intently to call natural and it makes me shiver.

"How are you doing here?" He leans against the wall and crosses his arms, smiling in a relaxed manner as if he's in some sort of photo shoot. He may as well be I'm one in that priceless looking onyx suit and fresh white shirt.

"I have to be doing well. I have no choice"

"I can't deny I thought you'd cry yourself to sleep every night" I roll my eyes as I put my glasses on. How did he know?

"The key is in the mindset. I delude myself into thinking I'm fine so I am. Mind over matter and all" I spout flippantly as I stand in the middle of the room, mirroring his stance but opting for a serious expression rather than a devilish smile.

"I wish I had a son who thought like that" he scoffs in a snobbish way and my eyebrow twitches in annoyance.

"Well you don't. Deal with what you have, it's good. Better than you think."

"Hm" he makes a slightly disproving face but seems to be profoundly reflecting my words.

"So, how can I help you?" I tap my foot and raise an eyebrow, trying my best to look like I've got a grip on myself. He wants to bite me. I can see it in his eyes.

"I'm feeling peckish" the tall man pushes off the wall and approaches seamlessly until he's just about in my personal space.

Knew it. Can't say I'm happy about it.

"Can you knock me out first?"

"That's no fun" he smiles and takes a step forward as I react with a step backward. The man has the devil in his eyes.

We play the game until my legs hit the bed and I fall into a sitting position, making Kolya more terrifyingly tall as he smiles down at me, his orange eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"You know," he kneels infront of me and bores into my eyes with his; "it'll feel really good"

"F-from my fiances dad? I don't think so" I say in a much weaker way than intended.

"From a vampire Lord, yes. You are in for a very pleasant suprise." He leans in and I lean back, increasingly intimidated by the black clad man.

I curse internally when my back feels the beds surface, Kolya has crawled onto the bed and I'm trapped under his knees and forearms.

"Kolya please" I half whine as I restrict his proximity by pushing against his chest with my own forearm.

"Please what?" He looks amused at my vounerablity.