It had been almost a month since Otabek had started living together with his lover and boyfriend, the famous and rising Fairy of Russia, the cold Ice Tiger of Russia. Yuri had dominated the Junior circuit of figure skating from a very young age and was incredibly talented. He was able to perform any routine, even the ones of highest difficulty with ease and exubering confidence and poise.
Even after a month of living together, it was hard for Otabek sometimes to come to terms with reality. Sometimes he would catch himself thinking about Yuri in the middle of the day and would be unable to believe that he had manged to become friends and lovers with him. In those moments, he found himself incredibly happy and lucky. He felt grateful for not giving up on figure skating just so he could reunite with his first love since childhood.
They called it living together but they hardly got to spend much time together due to both of their busy schedules. They had a little place to stay together in Russia, thanks to Yuri's grandfather. And whenever they had competitions in another country, they flew out together and rented a hotel room for the two.
Otabek waited patiently in their room in Russia, for Yuri to come home after practice, as he was currently staying there for a week. He had taken a bath and was wearing a sweatshirt, since it could get really cold and unlike Yuri, he wasn't that used to it. Even though Otabek had suggested not unpacking, since he was there only for a week, Yuri had gone and ruffled all his stuff just so he could force Otabek to occupy and fill the closet with his clothes. He was watching TV when he heard the front door click open.
"Beka, are you there? I'm hoooommme." Yuri stretched out the syllables of the last two words.
Otabek moved to welcome Yuri and said, "I'm right here, Yuri. Welcome home." He said with a small smile.
Seeing Otabek standing, looking so delicious in a sweatshirt that highlighted his bad boy muscles and washboard hard chest, Yuri blushed and fidgeted a little. He wanted to jump at Otabek right now. So he did.
Otabek caught Yuri easily but before he could say anything, Yuri closed his mouth by bringing his lips down on him. Yuri easily initiated the kiss and pushed at Otabek's mouth to part his lips so he could move his tongue inside. After a long hard day at practice, Yuri was feeling all edgy and jumpy and knew that only one thing with Otabek could settle him down. But it looked like Otabek had other plans for him.
Otabek gently pushed Yuri away, saying that they shouldn't go any further because Yuri must be tired.
"Huh?! But I'm not tired. Not at all. C'mon hurry up and do me." Yuri complained.
'Yuri, you've been gone since morning. Of course you're tired. You don't need to hide that fact. Besides, we can't do anything right now, because we need to go the grocery store. There isn't anything to eat here."
Yuri didn't say anything because he knew that was true. He didn't bother restocking the fridge since he didn't know how to cook and usually ate out with Mila or at Yakov's.
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Yuri had tried persuading Otabek all the way to the supermarket. But Otabek wouldn't accomply so Yuri came up with a little plan to seduce dear little, I mean huge, Beka.
As Otabek roamed around the aisles of the store, Yuri casually brushed against Otabek every chance he got. Sometimes he would touch Otabek's hands and fingers, sometimes he ran a hand down Otabek's back, sometimes he would feel his bulging triceps and muscles near the shoulders, sometimes he would caress and grope Otabek's butt.
At which Otabek, who was ignoring Yuri until now and letting him as he pleased, finally turned around to say, "Yuri we're in the middle of the supermarket. I know what you're doing and trust me, if you touch so much as my hair again, I'll fuck you over and over again until you beg me to stop, right here in the middle of eggplants and cabbages."
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Yuri!! On Ice Fanfiction
FanfictionMature Yaoi Content! Pairings- Victor x Yuuri! Yuuri x Victor! Otabek x Yuri! Disclaimer- I don't own the Yuri On Ice characters. Sadly.