Against All Odds

Eighteen

Yuri spent the afternoon thinking about what Pichit had said to him. Was he really psychic or just trying to hook him and Viktor up?
And what if he was? What if Viktor really did plan on jumping off the balcony that night? It would be all his fault.
Would it really hurt for him to end up with Viktor?
Yuuri and Otabek didn't seem to be having problems...
It was these thoughts that drove Yuri upstairs to Viktor's room after dark had settled over the estate.
He knocked three times and received no response.
"Viktor...it's me...Yuri."
The door opened and a pair of sleepless eyes peered out.
"What do you want?"
"To apologize."
"For what?"
"For lying to you. I really do like you, Viktor."
Viktor swallowed, stepping back and opening the door. Yuri stepped through, nervous about this whole ordeal.
"You're not just saying that to get me out of my room, are you?"
"No."
"Yakov didn't put you up to this?"
"Why would he? He was against this relationship."
"Relationship..." Viktor tested. "Is that what we have? Is that what you want to be?"
"Yes. I want to be yours, Viktor."
Viktor took a deep breath, closing the door and pushing Yuri gently against the wall.
"I love you." He whispered.
"What is that in Russian?"
"Ya lublu tebia."
"Aishitemasu."
"What does that mean?"
"What do you think it means, Viktor, you dense fuck."
Viktor smiled. His hand reached over to close all the locks on the door. Yuri snuck his hands around the Russian's waist, pulling him closer.
"I want you.~" he purred. It was the truth. Those sexual feelings that Yuri hadn't felt before were suddenly present. Viktor wasn't just pretty. He was sexually appetizing.
"I've never wanted to hear anything more."
Viktor pressed himself closer and closer, setting his lips against his. They were warm and slick, setting Yuri's whole body on fire.
Viktor's kisses moved down to his neck. He started to undo Yuri's collar, revealing more and more skin, kissing all the newly discovered territory. Yuri wanted his landmass to be conquered, taken into his arms and ravaged.
"I love you, Viktor." He panted as the Russian reached his chest, caressing his nipples tenderly.
"I love you too."
The last button on his shirt was undone and Viktor moved back up, sliding his hands up over his shoulders. His shirt slid over his arms and onto the floor. Viktor made a small noise in the back of his throat.
(420)
"You're beautiful."
Yuri's heard fluttered. He had never been called beautiful before.
"Take me to the bed."
"Nhn..." Viktor lifted Yuri into his arms, straining against his weight. Yuri looped his legs around the Russian's waist and his arms around his neck, kissing him.
They covered the ground from the door to the fridge, falling into the puff of the bedsheets.
Viktor pulled off his night shirt, revealing his muscular chest and smooth abdomen. Yuri reached out to touch it. It was soft, like velvet.
He fumbled with Yuri's pants, swallowing long and hard in focus.
"Have you ever done this before?" Yuri asked calmly even though his body was in flames.
"No. I was saving myself."
"Me too."
Viktor smiled endearingly before starting to suck Yuri's dick.
He bit his lip, combing his fingers through that head of thin, white hair. An electric warmth filled his body. He cried out.
"Like that?" Viktor asked.
"Yeah."
Viktor smirked, going back to sucking and biting.
"Mnh. You're good at this."
"Can I go all the way?" Viktor asked.
"All the way?"
"Yeah." He moved up, reaching into his night stand, finding a bottle of olive oil.
"Why do you have that?"
"I stole it from the kitchen. I was gonna make Italian food on my balcony."
"Sounds tasty."
"I can name a few things that are more tasty.~"
"Oh? Like what?"
"Like your lips." Viktor kissed his lips. "And your chest." He kissed his chest. "And your thighs..."
"Oh lord!" Yuri gasped, fingers digging into the sheets.
"Is it alright if I come inside?"
"Yes...please!"
Viktor slathered himself in olive oil and positioned himself at Yuri's entrance. He slid in slowly, careful not to hurt him.
He started to thrust and pant and Yuri's body was in heaven. His face flushed as he climaxed, letting out a pleasured groan.
Viktor did the same, then pulled out.
"I think this is the beginning of something great." He whispered.
Yuri nodded. "Yeah. Me too."

This took over a week to write wow