Falling For You: A Victuri Story

Chapter 9: Fierce, Gentle

Okay, it has been like forever since I've written a chapter. I planned on just dropping this story but maybe some of you still care about it so I've decided to spice things up instead.
So behold, the chapter you've all been waiting for (~cough cough~ smut ~cough~)

We get into the car. I'm in the passenger seat and Viktor's driving- only the car's not actually moving.

"Dammit," he says as tries to get the car to start. He turns the keys in the ignition and the engine sputters to life, only to quickly die down. "C'mon, start."

His silver hair hangs over his eyes, serving as a curtain to shield their emotion. I've never seen him upset before, and juvenile, I kinda thought that he was always a happy smiling angel.

I want to see the other sides of him.

I reach over to brush his hair out of his face, revealing the hard look of frustration in his eyes, which softens and turns into surprise as he looks at me.

"Um, here." I put my hands over his on the key. "Let me try."

I'm about to turn the key to start the car, but my mind gets caught up on the feeling of Victor's hand beneath mine. His hands are obviously larger than mine, with long strong fingers that look so- sexy. Is it possible for fingers to be sexy? The warmth from his hand radiates into mine and a small gasp-like moan accidentally escapes my lips.

I pull back in embarrassment and cover my mouth with my hands. Oh, God. I'm so embarrassed I could die.

The only thing I can think of doing is to look at Viktor. His eyes are wide with surprise and probably disgust. My cheeks grow warmer and warmer, like the weather on a summer day.

Viktor turns his head away from me and takes the key out of the ignition.

He hates me now.

"Yuri... what was that?" His hair is once again shielding his face.

He thinks I'm repulsive.

"Yuri...why did you just do that?"

My eyes are beginning to brim with tears. He hates me so much now.

Emotions that pooled up inside me are now spilling out through my mouth.

"Viktor! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-" hic, "I was just trying to help start" hic, "the car and your hand felt to nice so" hic "I made this really embarrassing noise and" hic, "now you must think I'm so disgusting-" tears are running down my and I rush to apologize to Viktor. "I'm so sorry!"

Suddenly, arms pry my own arms away from my face, and soft lips land on mine.

When the lips pull away I whisper in surprise. "Viktor?"

He's directly facing me now, our faces only inches away, and so I have a perfect view of his expression. His eyes look yearning, and sad, but the faint smile on his lips is happy.

"Yuri," he says, wiping my tears away and cradling my face, "I don't hate you. I'm actually really happy. Do you know why?"

My face is dry now, and I relish the feel of his warm, minty breath washing upon my face. "No. Why."

His smile grows wider, playful. "Because that sexy noise you made," he pauses and leans closer, so close that our noses are only a hairs width apart, "means that you like me." The last thing I feel is the enticing chill that his low deep voice gives me before new waves of pleasure begin washing in.

He kisses me again, but this time with more passion and angst. I kiss him back, letting go of all my worries and fears. His tongue slides over my bottom lip, demanding entrance, and I give it to him. My hands reach up to entwine themselves in Viktor's soft, silver hair as our tongues fight for dominance.

I let him take over, allowing myself to feel controlled and pleasured. Then just as a churning heat arises in my core, he pulls away. We're both gasping for air, inhaling, and exhaling the same breaths. I look into Viktor's eyes and they are glazed- shining with desire and lust.

"Yuri, let's go inside."

I barely have the time to nod before he takes my hand and drags me outside with him, taking his car keys from the ignition. We burst through the front door, and as soon as Viktor locks it behind him, we're all over each other.

Our lips are fiercely locked, our hands desperately roaming each other's bodies. Viktor's hands slide down my face and abdomen then down to my butt where he tightly grasps my cheeks.

"Mhmm." I moan in approval and run my hands under his shirt and over his chiseled chest- ripped with hard, lean muscle. My fingers tease his nipples- pinching and rubbing in ways that make him gasp and press closer to me.

Suddenly he lifts me up, and I yelp in surprise, my hands grabbing his shoulders. He smirks in response and then presses his hardening member onto mine.

Oh God, I'm so hard right now.

He tries to kiss me again, but the pressing and pulling away of his hips takes away all my attention. Every time he grinds against me, my mind starts to blank in overwhelming pleasure, and when he draws away all I can think about is wanting him to do it again.

"Please, don't stop," I beg shamelessly. I thrust my hips against him repeatedly, trying to find the right position that'll bring me to the pleasure I so desperately crave.

Viktor growls a low, deep animal-like sound that sends goosebumps crawling all over my skin. "You're so sexy."

He surprises me again by picking me up. I use my arms to cling to his back and wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to his room.

Gently, he lays me on his bed in the dark room. The whole place smells like nothing but him- sweet and minty- mixed with the faint odor of his sweat.

"Viktor?"

"What is it, Yuri?"

"Could you turn on the lights? I want to see everything that..." I hesitate and blush as all our actions and intentions catch up to me. "...that we're about to do."

It's too dark to properly see anything but I can sense him smiling.

"Of course."

He reaches over to what I assume is a nightstand and turns on a lamp that's just bright enough to light up the entire bed and surrounding areas.

My mind starts racing. I've never been sexually involved with anyone, I'm not gonna know what to do, and oh my gosh Viktor is going to see me naked and...and...I'm going to see his...

My breathing uncontrollably gets faster.

Viktor notices and gently cradles my face with his hands- which are big with slender fingers, and warm.

"Yuri, is this your first time with a guy?" He doesn't sound critical, just sincerely concerned.

I nod, a flash of embarrassment makes my cheeks grow hotter.

He leans his face towards mine and kisses me softly on the forehead.

"It's okay," he whispers.

His lips slowly trail down my face, gently placing kisses that are both comforting and sexy.

"Don't worry."

His hands tilt my chin up and his tongue traces circles on my neck. Finally, he slides over to my mouth and places a tender kiss on my lips.

"I'll be very gentle."

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