Yuuri
I woke up by the feels of a hand caressing my cheek.
It's Victor.
He's lying beside me and.. and he's topless. Looks like he just took a shower because I can smell the fresh fragrance of my favorite soap.
Wait, what is he doing here? In my room? My parents saw him? How come―my eyes widened when realization hits me.
I'm dreaming!
Oh yes, I am a lucid dreamer. I can exert some degree of control over my dream characters, environment, I'm aware to it. And I don't know why Victor popped out in my dream before, thus, I'm thinking about Katsudon/Pork Cutlet Bowl that time.
But, lucid dreaming isn't the right term for what I'm experiencing, because my dream has a continuation. It also became erotica, and gets even worse when Victor appeared. Still, I can't stop myself dreaming about him.
"I'm sorry, please go back to sleep." He huskily whispered to my ears.
Hmm. What's up with him? Strange.
I drifted my gaze on the windows. It's dark.
"What time is it?" I asked while moving afar from him.
"Past nine." But he leaned closer to me. Oh, no.
"H-have you eaten?" Even if it's dark I saw him shook his head.
"I'll prepare dinner for you―"
"I'm not hungry for food, Yuuri." He said, cutting me out from speaking.
"Victor, are you drunk?" My heart beats fast when he pulled me closer to him. I can feel his body, it's hot. I-I mean it's hot, literally hot.
I already reminded myself to behave but just his touches, I'm breaking my own rule.
Because what he wants to do right now is what I want to do too, with him.
"Hmm. Tell me Yuuri , what's in your mind that you keep on moaning my name?"
Shookt!
"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Victor."
Hell, really?! I'm.. moaning his name?!
To tell the truth, lately, I'm having a hard time controlling my dreams. Controlling Victor. So, I have thought, that he's a lucid dreamer too.
But wait, I can't believe that I voiced out my fantasizing session about him, within this time? Nice timing, Yuuri.
"Well. I'm just about to cuddle with you, but when I heard you moan and sensually say my name again and again, I didn't make myself calm." He then licked his lower lip. Uh-oh.
"Victor..?"
"Stop me if you don't want to, Yuuri. But I can make you not to do that tho."
His last words, shit. I feel my body tensed when his lips slightly touches mine.
"I want you, Yuuri. Say you want me too."
I don't think...
Just...
"I-I want you too, Victor."
Holy―
He quickly lowered me down to the bed and he started kissing me from my lips up to the side of my neck.
"Hngg.. Wait, Victor.." It feels good, but I'm afraid I might lost control.
"Ssh.." Shutting me up, he hungrily claimed my lips, I could feel his warm breath. He slightly bit my lip and it made me open my mouth, he used that chance to force his tongue inside.
I feel like drowning from his kisses, he's such a good kisser. "You're very good at this, Yuuri." He whispered while still exploring my mouth.
I want to say that he's the reason why I became good at it.. But I desists when I felt his hand crawling up to my chest.
"Uhh..w-wait!" A tingling sensation ran through my body when his fingers played my nipple. Fvck. His right hand was massaging the other one in a sensuous circular motion. It's so gentle.
"Don't be shy, baby.." then he stopped kissing me but his eyes never leaving my face. "I'll make love to you now, Yuuri." He said and starts unbuttoning my shirt.
"W-wait..." I stopped him with my trembling hands. "I-it's too soon!" He held my cloth tightly and I was surprised to find that he had opened my shirt! That was fast!
My body got exposed!
I crossed my both hands to hide my body. I know I looked like a tomato because of my reddened face. "You're too fast, Victor! It's too early! H-hey, don't look at me like that!"
I don't know what he's thinking but he just laughed due to my epic reaction. "Oh fvck, you're so cute." Damn his flirtatious voice! Then he displayed a sexy grin... an evil sexy grin! He held both my wrists and compelled it above my head.
"I like it when you're like this, Katsuki Yuuri. You're making me needy for you more and more.."
And oh shit, I mean oh no! He started kissing my chest, then his tongue playing in my now sensitive nipples.. I-I can't take it! I want more, but..
Wake up Yuuri! Wake up! Wake up!
"No! Yuuri, it's still early!"
Early his face! Wake up, Yuuri before it's too late!
"Yuuri!"
"Aaaaaaaah!"
I woke up sweating and panting. My heart's beating fast as if there's a running horse inside!
I'm alone in my room and, "I need to pee!" I immediately run heading to the lavatory. While standing infront the toilet bowl, I thought of something...
My dream's getting worser and worser!
"Yuuri, you're getting late to your interview!"
I almost jump out of the toilet when I heard Mama's voice.
Uh? Late to my what?
Interview?
To my interview!
"Mama, what time is it?"
"Almost 8!"
Oh no! My opportunity to work at Nikiforov Empire!
"Okay, Mama! I'm taking a bath right now!" Jeez. I need to hurry.
Nikiforov Empire is the famous company in Japan. It acquires the passion of figure skating into various aspects through styles in fashion. It's a dream come true if you become a part of it.
I've done a research to the owner too.
He is Mr. Victor Nikiforov. No one sees him yet because he's not fond of pictures or magazines, although some said he's in Russia. In his hometown. The address in the information board doesn't exist too. Very mysterious. There's also a rumor that he's in mid 70's, an old fart man to be exact but I don't care, he's my idol!
I hope one day, we'll see each other in person and make him taste my favorite katsudon!
Err.. I remember Victor in my dreams, they have the same name of one of my inspirations.
But the difference is, the Victor I can touch and spend time together is an imaginary character and the other Victor I know is real, however, a discreet man.
This is how my life's expending through.
JUSTYURI_K
How was it? How was it? Lol. Sorry for my trashy grammar! English isn't my native language. Anyway, thank you for reading!
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Darkened Daze 〆 Victuuri
Não Ficçãovuccubus [vu-kyuh-buh s, ing-] noun, plural vu·cu·bi [vu-kyuh-bahy, ing-] /ˈνυ kyəˌbaɪ, ˈɪŋ-/, vu·cu·bus·es. An imaginary demon or evil spirit supposed to descend upon sleeping persons, especially one fabled to have sexual intercourse with men duri...