Handcuffs. Yuri X Victor

Broken restraints

He shut the door closed behind us and walked towards me. The look in his eyes was dark and wanting. My face grew hot and my breath sped up again. "Victor what are we doing?" He smirked and devilish smile. "Yuri I need you to be honest with me." I swallowed nervously. "Why do you tease me so much? You are just so adorable I can't hold myself back anymore." He traces his finger down my chest, tugging my robe open. I wasn't totally naked but I felt so shy. With my hands bound and my skin bare, I felt vulnerable. Victor slid the robe off my shoulders so it bunched at my wrists and hung around my wast. His one finger. He kept teasing me. Slowly gliding that finger up my throat than down over my chest and passed my navel. I closed my eyes as my breath came heavier. "Victor, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice barely audible. He came closer to me smiling, tucking his thumbs in the waistband of my boxers. He tugged gently on them. They lowered an inch. "Yuri tell me what you want from me. I know you don't want me as your coach alone." My eyes widen and my breath caught. I didn't know what I wanted. My body strained against my boxers and my better judgment. Victor caressed the bulge in my boxers and I backed away, falling to the bed on my back. With my hands still bound, I pushed myself up on my elbows. Victor walked towards me as I lay there on his bed. "Yuri, your mind doesn't know what you want... But your body does... Tell me what your body wants Yuri." I couldn't hear myself think my heart was racing so fast. He put one knee on the bed. He took my bound hands and move to hold them above my head. As he did, his other knee came to the other side of me, trapping me between his legs. He unlatched each cuff, only long enough to free me from the partially abandoned robe. Than latched then back. With his left hand still on my wrists he traced the features of my body with his right. Starting at my hairline, he ran his finger down the bridge of my nose and placed it on my lips. He moved it to trace my jaw and than down my neck. He continued to trace me with that one teasing finger. He circled my nipples and than my bellybutton. He stopped tracing at my waist and laid his hand flat below my belly button. He moved his hand off my stomach and placed it on the bed beside my face. He moved his face closer to mine, our noses almost touching.
"Yuri tell me. Tell me what you lust for. Your body speaks what your mouth won't." He occupied his free hand with the bulge in my boxers, freeing it from its restraints. This made me squirm. "Victor..." I said trying to hide the lustful tone. He kissed my neck and my body reflexively moved against his. His hand moved, squeezing and stroking my cock. "Victor... I'm not sure... about this..." I said stifling moans. "Oh really... Your voice and body gave you away Yuri... You can't hide... What you truly desire." Victor said between trailing kisses down my neck and along my chest. "If your mouth won't give me what I want, I'll have to give it some motivation."He removed one hand from above my head and continued to fondle my cock with his other hand. He moved his free hand to cup my face. He than forced a finger passed my lip and into my mouth. He moved it in and out slowly, twirling it around my tongue. My eyes closed. My tongue danced with his finger, inside my mouth. "Yuri, you have yet to tell me what you want." He slowly pulls his finger from my mouth and I let out a sharp breath. He moves over me completely, with both hands on either side of my head. He still in his robe, and I fully exposed. My mind didn't form sentences. Neither did my lips. All I could manage was "I want Victor." In a barely audible whisper. "Say it again Yuri." He urged me with his tongue on my nipple. It came out louder this time. Only his name left my lips as a moan. "Victor!" My eyes closed and I moved to wrap my bound hands around him. He swiftly forced them back on the bed. "Yuri, you must stay quiet." I bit my lip, holding back a moan as he returned a hand to my cock. If he keeps this up I'll break soon. My breathing was sporadic and my whole body was burning. My hips soon began moving on thair own, willing Victor not to stop. And he did just that.
My eyes flew open as I saw him slide his robe off his shoulders and around his wast. He slowly pulled the tie, allowing his robe to fall from his body. "Victor." I called his name in a whisper. "What's wrong? Why did you stop?" My face was flushed and my breathing was heavy. He smiled at me, his hands now on his hips. My body needed more and I know he could see that. I was drenched in sweat and my cock twitched in anticipation.He leaned over me, looking down at me. A sharp breath escaped his perfect lips. He licked those lips stared into my eyes. He leaned up and moved to stand at the foot of the bed. With him so far away, my body was insatiable. He reached and placed his thumbs in the waistband my boxers again. Pulling them down, little by little. With each tug I grew more impatient. I had never felt this hungry for someone's touch before. Tug... Tug... Tug... My boxers were dangerously low. One more tug and they would be gone.