カツ丼：yuri on ice lemons

yuuri k.

・yuuri k. × fem!reader・
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lemon ratings:
vanilla: ♥︎♥︎♥︎♡♡
rough: ♡♡♡♡♡
bdsm: ♡♡♡♡♡
kinky: ♡♡♡♡♡

okay so this isn't the otabek lemon i promised but i'm currently working on it!

school is kicking my soft booty and i do not like it.

help me

•••

ever since viktor arrived in hasetsu, he and yuuri have been secretive of things. one time you went to the ice castle to watch yuuri practice but he stopped skating and viktor shooed you off. you became worried, was viktor stealing your boyfriend from you?

you let out a distressed sigh and rested your hand on the table while yurio mindlessly picked his nose in front of you.

"hey yurio, why won't viktor let me watch yuuri skate?"

you asked.

yuri glanced at you and flicked his booger away.

"i don't know about that old man's plans."

yuri replied and immediately covered his mouth.

"huh? what plans?"

you perked up.

"it's nothing. you don't have to worry about any of that shit."

yuri said and stood up, walking out of the room.

you were left speechless and clueless. what did yuri mean by plans?

•••

"come on, ___-chan! run faster!"

yuko exclaimed as she dragged you to the ice palace.

"what's.. what's the.. rush?"

you panted as you reached the entrance of the ice castle.

yuko didn't reply and just pulled you inside. you saw yuuri wearing viktor's costume. his hair was slicked back and you just froze on spot.

"o-oh.. ___-chan.. h-hi.."

yuuri said with a faint blush dusted on his cheeks.

"go yuuri! it's your turn!"

viktor said as he pushed yuuri into the ice.

yuuri stumbled a bit as he skated to the middle of the ice. you glanced all around you and noticed that there was a huge audience and there was yuri who was also wearing viktor's costume?

what the heck was going on?

you suddenly felt a tap on your shoulder. you jumped and turned to see minako behind you.

"i pulled an all nighter on yuuri.. he's no ordinary pork cutlet bowl."

minako muttered as she dragged you to where viktor was watching yuuri.

"viktor, what's going on?"

you asked.

"shh~ just watch, ___-san~"

viktor hummed.

you just shrugged and watched yuuri. the music started to play and yuuri started to move his body. he ran his hands through his torso upwards and glanced over at you and smirked.

your face turned a deep shade of red as you felt your knees grow weaker. viktor whistled and turned to you.

"eros, the god of sexual love~ isn't his appeal just intoxicating?"