NAKED ON ICE?!

            "I don't know about this Viktor." Yuri blushed, still half asleep as he looked over at his fiancée. "You won't show them to anyone right?"

"No, no just for me!" Viktor grinned, that sweet Russian accent bringing a smile to Yuri's face like it always did. "Please, please, pleeaassee?" He begged, holding up his phone. "I have to go to Russia for a little while soon and I'm gonna be lonely."

"You're even needier than me sometimes." Yuri sighed, kicking back the blankets on the hotel bed and running his hands through his hair. They'd decided to spend a little extra time in Barcelona after the grand prix and this was their last day before flying back to Japan for a little time off together. Viktor had to go back to Russia for a little bit after that to train at his home rink, so they wanted to have some time alone for a few days.

The other night after the Grand Prix and Yuri's silver medal win, they'd had sex for the first time. It hadn't been as big a deal for Viktor and all his experience, but for Yuri it had really been amazing and ever since, Viktor was all over him even more, knowing that he had permission now to touch him and see him naked and all.

So that morning, Yuri woke up to a wide-awake Viktor, whining about needing naked pictures.

"The only pictures I have of you are selfies of us. I need to remember this new eros-soaked Yuri that's been blowing my mind the past two days."

"Fine, take what you want." Yuri laughed, lying on the sheets in just a tight pair of black boxer-briefs and letting Viktor take all the pictures he wanted of that.

"Yuuuri." Viktor sang. "Pleeaassee? I want to see you naked again."

"Haven't you seen me naked enough the past forty-eight hours?"

"It's never enough." He stuck out his lower lip.

"Fine, fine, just don't send them to anyone. Seriously, alright? Your eyes only."

"I'll swear on it." Viktor raised his right hand and beamed when Yuri caved and took off his underwear, tossing it to the floor.

"How did I land the cutest skater in the entire world?" Viktor mused, taking his pictures then tossing his phone on the foot of the bed, crawling in beside him. "I'm so proud of you, you know."

"I know, Viktor. You keep telling me." Yuri laughed, pulling the blanket back up to cover himself and snuggling into him. "I'm still pretty sleepy. You have a lot of energy this morning."

"I'm just excited for another day with you." Viktor grinned, pressing a kiss to the center of Yuri's forehead. "Let me cuddle you up."

"Mm, just don't go groping me too much until I've woken up a little more." Yuri tucked his head into Viktor's neck and shut his eyes, breathing in the scent of his cologne and relishing the softness of the other man's silk pajamas against his naked skin.

"Are you warm enough?"

"Mhm." Yuri yawned, feeling Viktor's hand slide down to the small of his back. "Our flight isn't until tonight, so we can still have some fun today. Will you work on that cute couples skate idea we had when we get home tomorrow?"

"Sure, whatever you want." Viktor murmured, giving him a squeeze. "It'll be a nice warm up for both of us even if we can't compete with it."

"I just want to do it for fun. I love skating with you." Yuri hesitated a moment, still not used to it, then leaned up and kissed Viktor on the lips, just a soft peck, but it made both their faces turn red. "Sorry, it's just too fun to resist."