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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
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  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Yuri!!!_on_Ice_(Anime)
  Relationship:
      Otabek_Altin/Yuri_Plisetsky, Katsuki_Yuuri/Victor_Nikiforov, Katsuki
      Yuuri/Yuri_Plisetsky, Victor_Nikiforov_&_Yuri_Plisetsky, Katsuki_Yuuri/
      Victor_Nikiforov/Yuri_Plisetsky, Otabek_Altin/Katsuki_Yuuri/Victor
      Nikiforov/Yuri_Plisetsky
  Character:
      Yuri_Plisetsky, Katsuki_Yuuri, Victor_Nikiforov, Otabek_Altin
  Additional Tags:
      Daddy_Kink, Praise_Kink, Polyamory, Anxiety, Love, Support, Family
      Dynamics, Polyamorous_relationship, Mommy_Kink, Slow_Build, Smut, smut
      with_feels, Blow_Jobs, Fingering, Hickies, Making_Out, Grinding, Tags_TBA
      as_the_fic_updates, Mommy_Yuuri, Daddy_Victor, Little_Yuri, Baby_Yuri,
      Nursing, dressing_up, Makeup, Pretty_Boys, Underage_Drinking, Drinking,
      Spanking
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-08 Updated: 2018-01-06 Chapters: 20/? Words: 36827
****** Full House ******
by candyhorse, SicklySweet
Summary
     Yuri Plisetsky has an interesting family. He lives with his two
     boyfriends, and love fills his life. Yuri figures out that he has
     fallen for Otabek, and so he has to figure out how to keep his family
     the same, while bringing in a whole new love. The family is about to
     get complicated.
Notes
     Yuri, Yuuri and Victor are in a polyamorous relationship. They are
     healthy and happy. They live together and this is in the canon
     skating world. They also have a "family dynamic" relationship, Victor
     being "daddy", Yuuri being "Mommy", and Yuri being the baby of the
     family. I don't explicitly say it all in the chapter, but Yuuri
     brings it up at the end so I thought I should mention it!
     This story is gonna be long, and eventually there will be chapters
     that focus on what is happening with other characters while Yuri is
     off doing something.
     This chapter is very plot heavy, no smut or anything, just setting up
     the story!
     Enjoy!
***** Chapter 1 *****
It had been a long time since he felt like this. In Fact, it hadn't been like
this since he was asked to join his family. Yet here he was running home to see
his lovers and gush over the man he had just figured out he was in love with.
Yurio had never been the best with his feelings. He always needed help
understanding them and projecting them. So it was a shock when he suddenly
realized that every time he stared at who he believed was his best friend, he
felt exactly like he did when he stared at his lovers. It was an overwhelming
realization, but once he started to understand, he needed to see his family.
He slammed the door open, announcing to his family that he was home, and he
usually only slammed the door when he had something going on. "Yuuri! Victor!
Get in here!" He yelled quickly slamming the door behind them. Yuuri was still
in bed, of course, he stumbled down to the kitchen, a bit alarmed by the noise
and the yelling, but Victor, he was awake and alert with his coffee as he
chuckled out, "Yurio what did I tell you about kicking the door? We're not
going to have a front door if you keep it up".
Yuuri was the one to give him the proper response of "What happened! Yuri are
you OK?! Did something happen?" Quickly making his way over to fuss over him,
combing his hair back to look at his face and check him over. Yuri's hands
quickly pulled Yuuri's hands away from his face, trying to quell his fussing
and effectively ignoring victor.
He tried not to fidget as he looked at him, "I'm fine, I just need to talk, and
I need both of you to listen." He said still trying to figure out exactly what
emotion he was running with right now. His hands clenched and relaxed anxiously
at his sides as he looked towards the door to the Livingroom. "Can you guys
please go sit on the couch for me?" He asked softer, trying to sound like he
was OK, but his heart was racing. Both men looked at each other before nodding
and going to the couch.
How on earth was he going to tell his boyfriends that he loved another person.
He needed to make this make sense, he needed to have a grip on his emotions. He
followed the other two through the door and sat down awkwardly on the coffee
table in front of the couch as the other two sat. This was going to be tough.
He was terrified. He knew the looks on their faces, Yuuri looked like he was
going to cry, he looked scared and anxious and that made him fear this more,
Yuuri was his rock, he couldn't upset him.
Both of the older men sat close together on the couch, cuddling into each other
for warmth and comfort. They looked like an old married couple, they looked
like parents of a child telling them he was leaving. It made his chest ache.
"What's going on sweetheart?" Yuuri said softly, fixing his glasses that had
been crooked up until this moment.
He looked between his boyfriends, his lifelines. Hopefully they wouldn't be
mad. "I love you guys" he said firmly, his hands rolling in his lap as he tried
to take this slow. "You know I'm not good with words, so please just- just let
me talk, and then I'll try and explain more" he said looking down. He knew if
he looked up he would see how much that sentence would scare them. It sounded
like a break up, but at this point Yuri didn't know if that's what this would
be. Polyamory was hard. The three of them were made to be together... He didn't
know if they would be OK with this.
He was scared, and he knew they could see it on his face. He was an open book
to his loves. They always knew exactly what was going on in his mind, even when
he didn't know himself. He closed his eyes and took a breath, his fingers
tightening around the table under him. "Its OK Yuri, we are here" came the
stable voice of Victor. Victor was always so strong. He wasn't exactly the one
who he went to with emotional stuff, him always having to be that little bit
extra dramatic, but when he was serious, Victor was nothing but perfect.
He breathed out a shaky breath and looked back to them. "Ok... So I was
skating, today right? And Otabek and I were training and it was fine, and then-
then I started thinking, and then I got really overwhelmed, and I got really
confused" his words became faster and faster, his breathing increasing and his
chest started to hurt. "And
ithinkiminlovewithotabekbutnotsureandiDontwanttohurtyouandOh god" he spat out
his eyes watering.
He stared at his boyfriends through watery eyes, panic flooding him as he saw
Yuuri look over to Victor. They would be OK without him. If they broke it off
with him they would be happy together, just like before he had joined their
family. It would be him that was broken. He wouldn't survive without his
family. It took an eternity for someone to speak again. Yuuri sighing a relief
filled sigh before turing to him with a smile, "Yuri, it's ok" he said rightly,
pulling Yuri into his lap quickly.
This was his favorite place in the world, nuzzled up under Yuuri's chin, his
arms around him and his comforting warmth wrapping him up. Yuuri knew that,
which was why he was probably pulling him in, but Yuri's mind was still stuck
between the full-blown panic that had filled him and trying to figure out what
Yuuri meant by 'its ok'.
Yuuri nuzzled his head and hummed as he wiped a tear from off his cheek. "I
think it's really cute you have a crush baby." Yuuri cooed to him, sending the
panic out of his mind slowly. "Besides, Otabek is really cute" The older one
said while his heart fluttered. He stared up at the other in complete shock.
Not only was Yuuri OK with him liking someone else, but he thought he was cute
too? The twinkle in Yuuri's eyes told him he was teasing him gently but he was
nothing but honest. Yuuri nuzzled their foreheads together before looking over
to their eldest lover, "Isn't that right Victor?"
Yuri's mind had been so preoccupied with the fact that Yuuri Didn't hate him,
that he had almost completely forgotten that Victor hadn't said a word. Panic
hit him again as he glanced towards the silver haired man, only to be met with
kind eyes. The older man nodded before wrapping his arms around the pair,
warmth and love seeping into his bones.
"It's OK? Beka is OK?" He asked softly, hands wrapping tight in the shirts
pressed against him. Victor nodded again with a warm smile, "Of course it is
sweet heart, we love you" Victor told him lovingly before kissing his cheek,
"You can have a crush on him kitten". "Beka is perfectly fine, honestly
sweetheart you should be more worried about what he'd think of us" Yuuri added
with a laugh that sounded like bells right now. "There isn't a limit to this.
Honestly, I could fall in love with Phichit and drag him into this and it would
be fine, Hell he could be fun!" Yuuri said teasingly, doting on Yuri in tandem
with Victor.
It was then that Yuri's phone buzzed on the table where he left it, Otabek's
name flashing on the screen along with a little picture of a bear. Victor
grabbed it and passed it to the little blonde in their laps. Yuri quickly
opened the message, showing the text of 'Would you like to come for coffee?'.
Yuri smiled excitedly, his heart fluttering. A light giggle came from over his
shoulder, Yuuri reading the text from behind him. "Look at that Victor, our
little boy's all grown up and has his first crush". Yuri blushed brightly
before lightly elbowing Yuuri, not hurting him in the slightest, but he wasn't
great with emotions.
"Yuuri darling, his first crush was me, not Otabek" Victor corrected, pouting
at being left out. "Then you, and now Otabek.... Or Beka? Is that what you call
him?" Victor chattered about like he wasn't even there, until he was asking him
of his preferences and his blush grew darker. Yuri pouted before hiding his
phone away, they could be such parents some times. "Victorrrr.... You're being
embarrassing" he whined, leaning more into Yuuri like he was hiding away from
an embarrassing father. "I guess that's true isn't it. Had a big crush on his
mommy and daddy" Yuuri replied with a playful purr. Yuri whined a bit, not
thinking it was fair for Yuuri to tease him like that before he was about to
leave.
He nuzzled Yuuri's chin for a bit before pausing, looking up at him, "Are you
sure it's OK?" He asked softly, having already replied to Otabek that he would
meet him in 5. Yuuri kissed his cheek and hugged him close, "Of course it's OK,
we might not end up loving him like you do, but if you love him then he is a
part of our silly little family". Yuri felt pure joy flood his body, his family
loved him, didn't want to break up with him, and they were OK with him being
with someone else. All that fear, all that pain for nothing. He could laugh.
"Alright! Get up, you have a date and the bed is calling my name" Yuuri said
with a laugh, patting his ass. His family ruled.
***** Coffee with Otabek *****
Chapter Summary
     Coffee with Otabek
Yuri wasted no time running from home. He lived close to the coffee shop Beka
had asked to meet at so it would take him no time at all. He was nervous again.
It was common knowledge that he was with Yuuri and Victor, but that didn't mean
that Otabek would be OK with it. He could be going into this and be reading
this all wrong, but he had to try. Otabek meant so much to him, and if he had a
chance to be with him he was going to take it.
He paused outside of the shop to calm his breath. He didn't want to look like
he was too excited for this. For all he knew Beka just thought it was a casual
friends getting coffee thing. Hopefully not. He walked through the door to see
Otabek sitting at a table, minus any coffee. He walked up to him smoothly, (as
smoothly as he could), before cocking a brow, "Otabek, you didn't have to wait,
you should have ordered" he said before his smile softening.
Otabek pulled him into a friendly hug and he tried to to be weird about it.
Otabek smelled really good. "I don't mind, I wanted to pay for you" Otabek said
with a small smile. The smile made his stomach warm, Otabek rarely smiled, and
when he did it was usually around him. Yuri liked to believe Otabek smiled
because of him. Normally he would put up a fight when people tried to buy him
things, demanding he was an adult and should be treated as equal. However,
realizing he liked Beka was making him all mushy, and he didn't end up fighting
that hard, especially with the smile lingering on Beka's lips.
They found themselves at the counter quickly, Otabek insisting on paying,
ordering a sweet for them to share to top it off. Yuri couldn't help but feel
like it was a date. Victor would do that for Yuuri and Yuuri would thank him
with a kiss; but Otabek wasn't Victor, and He wasn't Yuuri. "You did really
great at practice today. Your jumps were flawless" Beka commented, pulling him
out of his daydream. "Thanks, I've been working really hard on them, I should
probably work on my foot work though, Victor keeps telling me that I won't
catch up to Yuuri if I don't practice" he said rolling his eyes and laughing.
"But your foot work is really good.... Maybe you could help me some time?" He
asked shyly taking a sip from his coffee.
What even was that. Was that a flirt? Yuri didn't flirt, only with Yuuri, and
he sure as hell didn't act shy. He internally reprimanded himself, telling
himself that he was being too obvious, that he needed to calm down. "Of course,
Yura, I'd love to" Otabek said easily, stopping Yuri's panic before he even got
there. "You know I'd help with anything, hell, I can only land my toe loop
combination thanks to you" Otabek said before taking a sip of his coffee. Yuri
smiled happily behind his coffee cup.
The silence returned, comfortable as always. It was one of the things he liked
about Beka, the way he always read the situation, the way he always made Yuri
feel comfortable. "So I have a question, if you don't mind me asking" Otabek
said suddenly, only continuing after Yuri nodded quietly. "So How is your
relationship with Yuuri and Victor set up? Like are you all exclusive? Are only
certain ones allowed to date?.... I've never met anyone in a poly relationship
before".
That hadn't been what Yuri had expected, but he certainly didn't mind. Beka
bringing up his relationship might lead to a way to ask him out. His stomach
tightened at that thought. "Our relationship... Our relationship is special,
well at least I think it is" he said putting his cup down. "So Yuuri, Victor
and I are all together. We all love each other and take care of each other. We
don't really stray from one another... But if we fall for someone else that is
OK, because we can love others, so long as everyone is OK with it." He said
trying to explain as best he could. He never was good with words, Victor was
much better at explaining this.
"Like... Victor and Yuuri were together first, and then they both liked me, and
I joined. If we liked someone else, then they can join too" he said nodding,
feeling like he had explained it OK, almost feeling a bit proud. " Does that
make sense?" He asked before smiling softly. This was a great way to lead into
asking him out. It was terrifying, what if he said no? But Yuuri and Victor
were supportive, he couldn't just back down now. "Why? Do you think you're
interested in a poly relationship?" He asked tilting his head slightly.
He saw Beka smile and nod, "Yeah that all makes sense, it's really cool
actually" he said with a smile and his heart fluttered. "I am kind of thinking
about it.... I'm not really sure about the other two he's in a relationship
with, but I know I like this guy.... And I was wondering if it's weird to just
ask him out? Like take it slow, so I can get to know the others and let a
relationship grow with them if there is supposed to be one?" Beka said calmly.
Yuri realized that he hadn't given a response in a while. He had just been
staring at him with his mouth slightly open.
Otabek liked him. That had to be it. He Already said he didn't know anyone else
in a poly relationship, and now he was wanting to ask someone out who was with
two others? It was him. Beka liked him. His mind was a mess. It was so
exciting. He had to play it cool. He had to make this work. He was an adult not
a giggling school girl. But hell, Otabek liked him!
"Ask him." He said bluntly. "You won't know until you do, and I highly doubt
that you will get a no" he said completely forgetting about his coffee. All his
attention was focused on Otabek, and the possibility that he was about to get
exactly what he wanted. "All you need to do is ask" he almost begged. He
desperately hoped he was right.
Otabek cleared his throat and ran a hand through his hair. Yuri's eyes followed
every move he made like a hawk. Then Otabek's eyes met his, "Yuri, would you
like to go on a date with me?". It was blunt, and almost rushed out of his
mouth, but it was perfect. "Just the two of us for now, for dinner on Friday?"
Otabek said clearly nervous, but only Yuri would know that, he could see his
little tells, but he was as stoic as ever.
"Yes." He answered quickly, sounding far too eager but he didn't care. "I'd
love too..." He said with a wide smile before hesitating. "You really dint mind
about Yuuri and Victor?" He asked softly, testing the waters. Otabek said that
he was wanting to go slow, but surely, he had an issue with the fact that he
was dating two other guys. Otabek Had never been in a poly relationship before.
Otabek ran a hand along the back of his neck, "No I don't mind at all" he said
with a smile, "Well... I am a little worried that they won't like me or I'll
never feel romantic attraction to them, but that's neither here nor there."
Otabek said before reaching over the table and taking his hand. His heart felt
like it was going to explode. Otabek's thumb ran over his knuckles and he
couldn't stop the smile from hitting his face. "I just know I really like you.
And I really don't mind sharing if it come to it, everyone should be here
worshiping you honestly."
He flushed hard. He had not expected that. "Beka! Your embarrassing" he said
looking away, flustered, but he never let go of his hand. All he needed to do
was calm his heart, stop it from pounding so loudly in his ears. When he looked
back to Otabek he was smiling. The bastard was enjoying his embarrassment.
"What? I'm just saying how I feel. You’re the one that wants me to be more
expressive" Otabek said with a small laugh and Yuri rolled his eyes. When he
had told him at practice that he should be more expressive, this wasn't what he
had meant.
"Anywhere you want to go in particular? Or should I try and surprise you with
something?" Otabek said, letting Yuri take a breath to calm down. "Surprise me"
he said with a small smirk. "I want to see how creative you can get" he said
happily. He was so excited. He was so happy. And then his phone buzzed. It was
Victor asking how it was going. Over protective nosy little shit. He glared at
his phone, muttering an apology to Otabek before replying.
He quickly told Victor to stop annoying him and to stop ruining the date,
before turning back to Otabek. "Sorry.... Victor is being annoying. He
shouldn't bother us again" he said with a smile. "Anyway... Let's just forget
about them." He said with a smile and taking back Otabek's hand. "He cares
about you, both of them do" Otabek said with a soft smile before taking a sip
of his drink. "I think it's cute that they are checking in". Yuri pouted at
Otabek making him feel bad for telling Victor off. He may be a brat, but Victor
knew he meant to harm, there was no malice in his words.
Otabek gave a soft snort at Yuri pouting, deciding to leave it and change
topics. "Do you need to be home at a certain time? Or are you free for the
evening?" Otabek asked, his thumb running over Yuri's hand. "I was thinking
about taking you to a movie if you'd like?" He offered with what Yuri decided
was once of Beka's most charming smiles.
A real date. Otabek was officially asking him on a date. For right now. He was
going to go on a date with Otabek right now. Yes. Hell yes. This was perfect.
"Yeah, that sounds nice... I don't have anywhere to be" he said trying to sound
nonchalant. "And then Victor can stop bothering me" he said with a small laugh.
He didn't want to rush this, but god did he want Beka to be his already.
"So Would you like to maybe go now?" He asked standing up. He was kind of
hoping he could hold Otabek's hand through the movie. Really he wanted to touch
him, hold him, kiss him, do anything and everything, but Yuuri was teaching him
to be patient and so he would be. But god being patient sucked. "Yeah, we can
go now, sure" Otabek said taking their now cold drinks and throwing them out,
before wrapping up the untouched sweet and handing it to Yuri to keep for the
movie. Otabek then boldly took Yuri's hand and smiled, "Let's Go".
***** Movie Date *****
Chapter Summary
     The movie turns dirty! But the smut will be in the next chapter!
Yuri tried to hide the blush as they walked down the street towards the cinema.
This was real. This was a date. He was secretly very proud of himself, managing
to get a date with Otabek. He never thought he would ever be in a happy
relationship, but he not only had Victor and Yuuri, he now got to be happy with
Otabek too. How was life so good?
They arrived at the cinema and he turned to Beka, "I want to see that one" he
said pointing at one of the movies on the list. He was blunt. He wasn't letting
Otabek pick, he would probably pick a boring one that Yuri wouldn't like.
Otabek gave a soft chuckle, nodding happily before buying them their tickets.
Otabek wasn't fazed by what movie they saw, he liked most movies.
They walked through the building before joining the line for some food. Yuri's
eyes lit up as he spied the lineup of chocolates and lollies he could get, and
since this was a date, he had decided that he would let Otabek pay without a
fight. He would just have to buy him something next time. They ended up with
drinks, popcorn and only one packet of chocolate, seeing as Yuri still had the
sweet from the coffee shop. Yuri hadn't pouted too much. Victor wouldn't have
let him have this much anyway.
Otabek led them up to the back row, finding most of the cinema empty. Beka took
his seat before Yuri flipped up the middle arm rest, so he could cuddle into
Otabek's side. He didn't miss the soft blush on Otabek's cheeks when he did so.
This was a good date. "Comfy?" Otabek asked with a small smile, looking down at
the blonde. Yuri nodded quickly, making himself happy and comfortable in his
arms. He didn't want to come off as high needs, but Otabek knew what he was
like. He wasn't moving any time soon.
The movie began to play and Otabek hummed. Otabek's feet propped up on the
empty seat in front of them and he put the popcorn between them. He snacked on
the popcorn as Yuri nibbled on his sweet, taking some pieces of popcorn from
Otabek's fingers between. Yuri couldn't have felt happier, curled up next to
him, his head settled on his shoulder and being fed popcorn. He felt spoiled.
He loved it. He loved being with Beka.
Once his sweet was finished and he was happily snacking on the popcorn Beka
offered his mind started to wander. He watched Beka's fingers meet his lips,
and let his eyes linger. He picked up a piece of popcorn before gingerly
offering it to Beka's lips. Otabek looked shocked for a moment before taking
the offered piece. Yuri let his fingers brush over Otabek's lips for a second
before taking them back. He wanted to kiss him. He knew he should be patient,
but fuck being patient, he wanted this.
It should be obvious that he wanted a kiss. He was staring at his lips,
touching them as he fed him... It should be obvious what he wanted. The next
time Yuri fed Otabek a piece of popcorn Otabek caught his hand and kissed his
fingers. His mouth went dry. Surely Otabek was on the same page as him. That
made him very happy.
Seconds later Otabek had released his hand in favor of cupping his cheek and
softly kissing his lips. His whole body lit up. His eyes fluttered closed and
his hands came to Otabek's chest. His lips were perfect against his, his whole
world had narrowed down to just Beka. It was simple, innocent. It made his
heart flutter. God Otabek was amazing.
He pulled away for a moment, his breath shuddering out of him as he brushed his
lips against Otabek's again. That seemed to trigger something in Otabek,
because the hand that gently cupped his cheek moved to pull his jaw closer,
kissing him deeper. Yuri forgot about the half eaten popcorn and the movie,
pushing himself closer to the other man, tilting his head to bring him closer.
The kiss got deeper, Yuri's hands moving up to cup his neck and pull his shirt.
Otabek was a good kisser, and that fact delighted him more than it should have.
One of Otabek's arms wrapped around his waist and he pushed up onto his knees.
The kiss was dizzying, he felt drunk and it was beautiful. He couldn't imagine
anything better in this moment. That was until Otabek's hands slipped down to
cup his ass. That was better.
He gasped in the kiss, giving Otabek the opportunity to lick into his mouth.
Thank God they had taken the back seat because they were not being very subtle.
He kissed him deeper, fighting Otabek for dominance. It was amazing. It was
enough for him to push himself into Otabek's lap, straddling him as they
fought. He felt so good to be pressed up against him, one of Otabek's hands
slipped up into his hair and Tugged Just lightly, but he groaned into his
mouth, and the sound was anything but innocent.
Otabek broke the kiss for a whispered, "Shh, Yura, you must be quiet. People
can't look back here and see us like this". His voice was a rushed whisper as
his hands kneaded the fleshy globes in his palms. Yuri was about to moan again
before Otabek fused their lips back together. Otabek rocked his hips up to meet
Yuri's, being rewarded with a soft mewl that he swallowed greedily. Yuri's
hands tightened in Beka's hair and he stopped breathing for a moment, so he was
sure Beka knew just how good that felt. He rolled his hips down and kissed back
hard. He didn't know if he wanted their first time to be in a movie cinema, but
god help him if he stopped this.
Yuri happily let himself be pushed higher, he was never one for restraint when
it came to one of his loves. He let himself feel the pleasure that started to
bubble into his body as they grinded against each other, it was beautiful,
addictive, intoxicating. Otabek pulled his lips away and Yuri trailed after
him, panting heavily as he blinked, trying to figure out why Otabek stopped.
"Can I take you home after this?" Otabek asked suddenly, "I live alone and god
I don't want to let tonight end with just making out in the theater." He said
flushed and needy. Otabek's eyes were intense, filled with need and... Love?
God he needed this.
Otabek pressed his forehead to Yuri's, his lips teasingly close, "Let me take
you to my place, please?". How could Yuri say no? He was so head over heels
right now, and Otabek was perfect. "Yes. God yes. I would be so pissed if you
didn’t" he said quickly. "Did you want to go now? Fuck the movie" he said
brushing quick, needy kisses across Otabek's lips.
"Eager much?" Otabek teases, "Hush up, I want you" Yuri whispered needily
before Otabek's lips came back to Yuri's now that the option was given to him.
Otabek helped Yuri slide off his lap, quickly grabbed their stuff and kissed
Yuri a few more desperate times before pulling him out of the theater. They
quickly moved towards where Otabek parked his car, excitement and need filling
their bodies as thy drew closer.
Half way to the car Otabek pushed Yuri up against a wall, kissing him deep and
needy, he needed a fix. Yuri's hands immediately pulled him close, pulling his
hair roughly as he deepened the kiss. Yuri was always up for kisses. From the
confident, needy way Otabek acted, you would assume he was as well versed in
the ways of sex as Yuri was, however, Otabek was anything but. He was just as
lost in the moment as Yuri was.
Otabek had never slept with anyone, and as Yuri wrapped his legs around
Otabek's hips and ground himself into him desperately he realized just how much
more Yuri knew than him. Yuri had two very attractive, very confident
boyfriends, who were probably much better in bed than he is. For a moment
Otabek felt fear strike him, what if he did it wrong? What if he was tiny in
comparison to Victor or Yuri, from the way Yuri was grinding down on him he
assumed he would be taking Yuri tonight, and he suddenly didn't know if he
could.
Yuri whined as Otabek stopped responding, pulling him back into the kiss,
pulling him out of the wild panic and back into the moment. He would need to
deal with that later, right now he had a very impatient blonde trying to pull
him towards his goal. Otabek pushed him into the car before jumping into the
driver's seat and starting the car.
 
Yuri's lips were instantly on Otabek's neck. He didn't want the touching to
stop. He needed it, he knew he couldn't do much but he could kiss him, right?
He kissed up his neck, giving small whimpers of need. Otabek didn't waste time.
He drove to his apartment quickly, pulling into his spot before pulling Yuri
into his lap. "You are such a little tease. How do Yuuri and Victor put up with
you all the time?" he asked with a smirk, only to get the reply of "They
don’t". He kissed him deep and hard, his hands teasing his sides as he paid
Yuri back for every kiss. "God you're hot".
"Beka, fuck Beka. Inside, take me inside cause if you don't I'm riding you
here, and I don't care who sees us" Yuri said quickly, attaching himself back
onto Otabek's neck. He was going to Cover His neck with marks by the end of the
night. Otabek was his. Otabek shivered as Yuri spoke to him, "No, inside. We
can do it like that another day" he told him in a voice that was way too calm
for how he felt. Yuri didn't expect it however, he was just being a teasing
shit, but the way Otabek promised to fuck him in a car another day, it made him
stutter. "Ok. Ok good. Then lets go". Otabek was perfect.
***** Otabek's first time *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuri and Otabek have their first time together!
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Otabek and Yuri slipped out of the car and Yuri instantly plastered himself to
Otabek's side. He pulled him down to his whisper in his ear, "I want you to
take me to your bed. Throw me down, and drive me crazy. Understand me?" He said
huskily. It was dirty, he knew that, but Beka was making him want this so badly
so quickly, he couldn't help it.
Otabek gulped and nodded, feeling the anxiety come back. Throw him down? What
about laying him out and exploring him. What about connecting and getting too
experienced each other. He can still do this, it's fine. What if he's smaller
though...and then when Yuri sees he he'd laugh and tell him how much better
Yuri and Victor are. What if he can't satisfy him. He lets Yuri tug him to the
door with his heart racing. Getting to his door and shakily opening it up. God
calm down calm down.
Yuri saw the skaing, he didn't understand why. adrenaline? Yuri and Victor
never shook, he was the one that was usually shaking, and that was from too
much pleasure or overstimulation. He didn't know why he was shaking. He pulled
back and cupped his cheeks, looking up to him lovingly. "I want you... Will you
have me?" he asked softly. Maybe he liked nice Yuri better? Maybe he was
scaring him? No. Now wasn't the time to doubt this. Beka wanted him, and he
wanted Beka.
Everything he knew about sex he knew from his little messed up family. He knew
sometimes people wouldn't want it dirty, sometimes wanted sweet. He was still
learning, but he could be both. He wanted to be what Otabek wanted, he wanted
Otabek to love this, to love him.
The shaking calmed, Otabek nodded and Yuri took it as a sign that Otabek liked
sweet Yuri. Otabek's lips attached to his neck and he moaned. Otabek sucked and
kissed and bit up his neck, covering him in marks, just to make him match his
own neck. It was lovely. Otabek's arms went around his waist and his own legs
went around his hips as Otabek walked them to the bed.
Otabek gently laid Yuri out on the bed, kissing down his neck to reach his
collarbone. Otabek paused to look at him, taking in the moment. In his mind,
Yuri was an angel, and for tonight, he was all his. Yuri pulled him back down,
kissing him deep and sweet and slow. He wanted this to be perfect. His hands
drifted up to Otabek's Hair, his nails gently running over his skin as he
kissed him.
Otabek crumbled at the feeling of Yuri's nails, caging him in on the bed as he
loaned against his skin. "Yura." He breaths softly hands pulling up his shirt
and soon stripping the younger boy of his Clothes. God he was so pretty, and he
was letting Beka of all people to touch him. To trust with his pleasure. His
hands start to shake again as he tugs off his own shirt. Getting more and more
worried that this wouldn't enough. Yuri already had two beautiful attractive
men that spoil him rotten. What could he possibly gain from having Beka as a
lover. He has to shake the thoughts away, focus on how good it feels to have
him right here for just this moment.
Soon Yuri was bare for Otabek's eyes, not self-conscious for a second as Otabek
drank him in. He looked up to him with love in his eyes. Yuri wasn't great at
reading people, but there was something on Beka's face that made him pause. He
cupped his face, pulling their foreheads together. "Beka... Why are you
shaking?" he whispered brushing their lips together. "Talk to me" he whispered
again, not wanting him to be stuck in his head.
Otabek froze. He hadn't been wanting Yuri to figure him out. But now he had no
choice. He gulps softly and presses forward in his touch before finally
starting to mumble. "I'm shaking because you're really really pretty and this
is my first time and you have two boyfriend what if I'm not as good as them."
He cringed at speaking his own fears and looked like a kicked puppy. "What if
I'm too small to satisfy you. I really like you".
Yuri's heart stuttered as he spoke. God he wasn't shaking because he was going
to fast, he was actually scared. "Beka" he whispered brushing his lips over
his. "Beka I'm so crazy for you you have no idea" he laughed softly, moving his
hands up into his hair. "I wouldn't be ass naked hard under you if I wasn't" he
said like it was obvious. "I don't care how you line up to them. They both fill
different needs and I care about them just the same. Beka there is nothing you
could do that wouldn't make me happy" he said trying to make him look at him.
"I may not be good with words... But I think that made sense" he said frowning
a bit as he tried to make his words mean more than what he wanted.
 
Beka's mind flooded with doubt, panic filling him even with Yuri's kind words.
He closed his eyes and took a breath. Yuri liked him, Yuri wanted him. This was
what they both wanted. He wants him for him, and that he can give. He sighs and
looks back at him before giving Yuri a kiss. "Thank you." He murmurs before
running his hands up Yuri's thighs. "It made complete sense. I'll make you feel
good I promise.". Otabek stood back, pulling his shirt from his body, letting
Yuri see stunning chest that he hid.
Yuri watched hungrily as his clothes disappeared piece by piece. He wasn't
worried about if he was small or not. Sex wasn't about what you had. There were
so many ways to bring pleasure to someone you loved. He was going to make Beka
feel loved no matter what he had. Then Otabek's pants dropped, along with his
jaw.
Yuri was easily the smallest in his family, Victor was much bigger than him,
but Yuuri was the largest out of all of them. That was until today. Yuri stared
and the massive outline of Otabek's cock through his underwear and his mouth
went dry. He wanted that. He was getting that. God damn holy shit what the fuck
why did Beka have any doubts?!
Otabek to a breath before shedding his last layer, watching Yuri's face with
confusion. "Am I... OK?" He asked timidly. He was met with fire filled eyes and
a finger calling him close. He came down, only for Yuri to pull him into a deep
searing kiss. He broke away before hissing "Holy shit Beka, Your so much better
than ok" he said needily.
It was only really then that Otabek compared himself to Yuri, and he paused. He
had nothing to worry about, did he? He smirked heatedly before kissing him
again, bringing Yuri's leg up to wrap around his hip. He ground down to meet
Yuri's hips and Yuri let out a delicious moan as their cocks rubbed together.
Yuri ran his hands over his shoulders, down his back, desperate to bring the
older man some pleasure.
Otabek's hands ran along Yuri's slender hips, feeling the muscles move with the
pleasure that was starting to bubble inside of the blonde. Yuri's hands reached
up higher, scratching along Otabek's scalp and pulling his hair roughly,
drawing a feral growl from Otabek's lips. It sent fire through his body, made
him want nothing more than to see Otabek go wild with pleasure.
Otabek's fingers venture lower, one finger gently stroking across his puckered
hole. Yuri broke the kiss to moan loud and needy. Otabek attached to his neck
as he toyed with his hole, pulling beautiful sounds of need from Yuri's lips.
"Reach in the night stand, I have lube" He grunted to Yuri as he kissed his
chest. Yuri quickly scrambled to pull it out before handing it to him. "God
Beka how are you a virgin?" he asked in wonder, kissing him again as Beka's
hand moved back to work him. "You're so perfect how am I the one to get you?"
he muttered again rocking his hips to his hand.
Otabek blushed at the comment, trying to hide the color with the kisses and
affection he was getting from Yuri. "I just am...I didn't really want to have
sex before you. It just wasn't appealing." He sighs against his next. Inhaling
the soft scent of the younger boy under him. "Then I met you and it was like I
started puberty. God Yuri, you don't understand how attractive you are in your
skate outfits...especially with those cute ears." His face flushes deeper as he
groans softly with his own imagination. "You're the only one I want." He
mumbles with now lubed fingers he starts trying to stretch him.
Beka's words rocked through him like lightning. He really liked him. He brought
out his sexual side, that made him feel so god damn good. "I'm glad.... I don't
like the idea of you with others" he told him with a kiss, which was kind of
unfair considering he was already with two other guys. But he was selfish. He
crumbled into Beka's hands as he started to work him open, giving him lots of
encouraging sounds, hoping that he would learn quickly what felt good.
Yuris sounds were definitely encouraging, it gave him confidence to plunge a
little deeper, stretch him further, just pleasure him in every sense of the
word. Yuri felt like he was going to lose his mind. He couldn't stop rocking
down on the fingers inside him, moaning loudly and lewdly, he needed him. Soon
though he feels like he's loose enough to maybe try going in. To finally loose
his virginity to the most gorgeous creature on the planet. "Ready?" He asks
mumbling with a few lingering nerves.
Beka was the biggest he had ever taken, and he wanted it bad. He wanted it
inside him, and wanted it bad. He felt Beka nudging at his entrance and god he
was ready, he was so ready, but he was going to go slow. He held Beka's head,
pulling him closer as he pressed their foreheads together. "Beka... I want
you...." he whispered to him, kissing him softly. This was Beka's first time,
he didn't want to rush, he wanted to share this moment with him. He wanted it
to be perfect for him.
Otabek nods softly and pushes in shaking as the blunt tip of his cock popping
in past that tight ring of muscle. Shit he was still so tight, even after
stretching him it was like a glove. He shudders and grips back just as tight,
hugging Yuri close as possible as he sinks in deeper and deeper. Soon, he was
flush to Yuri's hole and shaking softly. "You feel amazing." He mumbles
smattering kisses down Yuri's next and jaw.
 
Yuri was lost for words. Otabek was huge. He felt like he couldn't breathe. His
body was shaking and his knees went weak as he felt him push in to the hilt. It
was fucking incredible. "Beka... Fuck your huge!" he told him, wrapping his
arms around him tightly. He needed to take this slow. He took some deep breaths
between sweet needy kisses. He felt stuffed, and it was incredible. Soon enough
his body felt better, he was still huge, and he was pushing so many parts of
him that felt incredible. "OK, Beka, move" he whispered to him, trying not to
move too soon.
Otabek nodded softly, giving him a sweet kiss before shakily pulling his hips
back, the drag of his walls sending shivers right up his spine. He held still
for a moment before pushing back in and grunting as a bolt of pleasure shot
through him. Yuri let out a sound that would have been embarrassing if he
wasn't so distracted by the cock in his ass. His mouth hung open as he panted,
lost in pleasure.
Just the feeling of Beka moving was enough to make him moan. He was so big he
was hitting spots inside him he hadn't felt before, even with Yuuri and god it
was amazing. He couldn't believe he had never done this before, Beka felt like
a natural. "God, oh god Beka your amazing, keep going" he whimpered his head
falling back as he started to rock his hips up to meet His. Beka fell into a
rhythm and he was moaning constantly. He was always vocal in bed, he could
never keep quiet, he took after Victor in that respect. He was so in love with
his Beka. "Please, more...."
At that point Otabek really didn't know what happened. In all honesty Otabek
was more shocked he was still in bed with Yuri. But suddenly Yuri started to
moan and that sweet voice was driving him crazy. His heart was. Beating so loud
he swore Yuri could hear it. That hot tight heat kept pulsating around him,
making him ache and throb with every ounce of pleasure. then Yuri asked for
more and he broke. With a broke pitiful whine Otabek came the hardest he's ever
had. Jerking up into Yuri just a few times trembling with the force of it all.
It's only as his hazy mind clears does he realize they just started and he's
already came. He pales and freezes up as the shocks leave.
Yuri had been lost in the pleasure, Otabek was perfect, he suddenly became
rough and fast and it felt amazing, but then Yuri had realized Otabek had Cum.
He hated that he loved the feeling of being filled up so much. His head tipped
back and he moaned loud as he was filled, before Beka came down. He was panting
hard and Beka was pale. He's probably panicking. He was irritated, but he
forced himself to remember that it was his first time.
He pulled him down and kissed him deeply. "You feel good Beka? Did I feel that
good for you?" he asked him softly around his lips. "You're so warm" he hummed
softly, trying to stay slow. "Do you need..." he trails off, feeling Yuri's
throbbing length between them. "I can...I can suck you off if you'd like."
Otabek looks down at him hopefully, the poor boy looked so eager to please and
a little guilty still.
"If you're up for it I would love it" he said running a hand down Otabek's
cheek. "If not ill just... Get myself off, but if you can do it I'd love to see
you between my legs" he said with a small smirk, still horny as hell. He liked
dirty talk and Beka didn't know how to do it yet. He would learn.
Otabek shivered with Yuri's words, he groaned, body weakly trying to get hard
again, and fuck Yuri stupid. They both moaned as he pulled out, Yuri whining as
he felt Otabek's cum leak out of him onto the bed. Such a waste. Quickly Otabek
starts to wiggle down as Yuri stroked his hair softly, placing him right
between Yuri's pretty thighs and kissing over his cock.
 
In moments Otabek has his pointing upwards and taking him in, suckling softly
on his hard length and feeling the steady pulse of his heart beat under his
tongue. Yuri moaned prettily, giving Otabek encouragement as he gave his first
blowjob. "So hot" he whispered softly, "that's it Beka... keep going" he said
shakily. He felt so good, everything was so hot. He knew he wouldn't last long,
he didn't want to hold back.
Otabek wanted to please, he wanted to make up for cumming early. His hands
trailed Yuri's thughs, coming down to gently tease his twitching hole. Yuri
moaned in surprise and pleasure. Then Otabek pushed two fingers into him
gently, trying to find his prostate. Yuri tried to keep his hips still and
tried to stop himself from loosing it too quickly. "Beka, fuck Beka that's
good, I'm not going to last long. Nah~!" He gasped out, Bek'as fingers brushing
across some sensitive skin. "Beka-" he whispered before he broke. He was too
worked up for this, he came and tensed against the bed, moaning loud and hard.
Otabek thought Yuri was the prettiest thing when he came. His back arched off
the bed in a pretty bow and his body shuddered with the aftershocks. The taste
of Yuri's cum in his mouth was bitter, but the fact that it was Yuri's makes
him able to swallow every drop he's given. He sucks till Yuri's cock is clean
and the shudders stop. Otabek smiles pulling of his softening member and crawls
up, coming to lay with his chin on Yuri's Chest. "Was that good?" He smiles
softly kissing over the mess of hickies all over Yuri's skin. He was so
beautiful. Such pale skin let every mark be seen from a mile away.
Yuri looked at him panting before he realized he swallowed all of it. His eyes
widened. It had taken him ages and a hell of a lot of pineapple for him to
swallow Victors and that was pretty much sex every day! He just did it?! His
hand came up to cup Beka's cheek, "you.... you didn't have to- you could have
spit it out, I wouldn't have been offended" he said softly. He was flawed, Beka
was so amazing.
Otabek smiles flushing lightly at his touch and the shocked smile. "I wanted
to." He murmurs shrugging. "It wasn't that bad any way. Kinda like taking a
pill, if you just swallow right away it wasn't so bad." he shifts up and lays a
kiss on his lips. "It also came from you so I happily accept." He chuckles
smiling down at the boy that stole his heart. Holy shit he's dating Yuri now.
He smiled brightly, kissing him hard. God Beka was such a good choice. He felt
like he was always meant to be with him, like their family was whole now. He
played with his hair as he kissed him before his phone went off. He groaned and
slipped out of bed to grab the phone off the floor. He slipped back into bed
with Otabek, who lazily pulled covers over them.
He looked up to Otabek and smiled, "Just Yuuri, wanting to know how we are
going... What should we tell him?" He asked nuzzling his jaw with his nose.
Otabek hummed before stealing his phone and holding it up. He took a photo of
them as he kissed one of the many dark purple hickies on Yuri's neck. He handed
it back to him with a grin. "There send him that." He said smirking, hoping to
sound playful.
He quickly sent the photo before pouncing on Beka with a kiss, "mmmm so my Beka
bear is playful? I like that" he said with a laugh before kissing up his jaw,
"Beka bear? I like that" Otabek laughed, kissing him back lovingly. Yuri was so
giddy. Then he got the photo of his family Cuddling, and by cuddling, he meant
completely fucked out as well in their own bed, along with a message of "Looks
like you had a good time, We miss you".
 
He smiled brightly before showing Otabek. "I can't wait for you to meet them as
an official part of our family... You are going to love it" he said with a
content sigh. He quickly messaged back "Miss you guys too, won't be out long,
ill be home soon xx". The reply he received was a simple I love you followed by
an abundance of hearts.
Chapter End Notes
     Didn't exactly go as expected did it? But Yuri loves him so
     everything is going to be fine!
     Pre warning for the next chap, we are gonna get to see a lot more of
     Yuri's anxiety and a lot more of the Family dynamics!
***** Yuuri and Victor's home time *****
Chapter Notes
     OK so change of plan. This chapter is what happened with Yuuri and
     Victor while Yuri was with Otabek. Smut, lots of smut, but also plot!
     Enjoy!
They hadnt heard from Yuri since he left, and there had been no sign of him on
social media with his ritual, coffee selfie. Victor and Yuuri were quite over
protective of their little blonde, and knowing he was running out to
potentially be on a date, they were both antsy to hear from their little
kitten.
So naturally, Victor sent him a message, even as busy as he was with the
stunning ravenette between with legs. His let his phone fall to the couch next
to him as he brought his hands back to stroke Yuuri's cheek. His love was so
stunning, and the fire that filled his eyes when he was sucking him off made
Victor's stomach tighten with pleasure.
When his phone buzzed again Yuuri popped off of him, pumping him in his hand as
he looked at the phone, "Is that Yurio? How is it going? Well?! God I hope it
goes well, he really likes him, I'd hate to get in the way of that" Yuuri asked
completely unfazed by the way he was tormenting Victor.
Victor gave a groan as Yuuri's thumb swiped over a particularly sensitive spot,
Yuuri was a master at this. "He's mad at me for spoiling his date" Victor
laughed tightly, tapping his reply back, "But I assume that means it's going
well. He wouldn't have told me not to bother him otherwise" he said contently
before letting his head tip back on the couch once more.
Yuuri let out a soft giggle. He loved making his lovers feel good, he loved
giving head because it was a purely selfless act, giving his lover all the
pleasure he could. Well, it was mostly selfless, it would be if he didn't
completely enjoy the way he could break his lover down in pleasure. It was such
a turn on.
Victor groaned as Yuuri swallowed him once more, taking him down easily. Yuuri
was so good at this, he was amazing with his mouth. He was amazing at
everything he did. But this time Yuuri was taking it slow, teasing him and
working his length just the way that would drive him insane. "God Yuuri, you
are such a tease sometimes" he told him as his fingers moved to pull Yuuri's
hair lightly.
Yuuri gave a soft groan that would have been missed if it didn't reverberate
down Victors cock. Yuuri came up with a smirk, pumping him smoothly, "I'm not
the obedient little baby Victor, I can tease all I want" he said kissing his
head softly before crawling up into his lap. "I know love, that's what makes
this so much fun" Victor told him as Yuuri kissed him playfully.
They stared to rock their hips together, grinding against each other while
deepening the kiss. Victor loved having Yuuri in his lap. He was so hot and
perfect. He loved both his boys, they were so different, but only Yuuri could
run the show like this. Yuuri was definitely in charge today. Yuuri pulled out
of the kiss with a smirk, before pushing Victor down on the couch, nudging
Victor around until Victor's long legs were wrapped around his hips.
"Haven't seen you like this in a while" Yuuri purred to him, running his hand
up Victor's thigh and gripping him softly. "God Yuuri" Victor muttered, looking
up to him lustfully, "You haven't made me like this in a while" he said,
challenging Yuuri with a smirk. "Care to finish what you started?" He asked,
rocking his hips up to Yuuri's.
Yuuri smirks at Victor's request, crawling further over him so he hovers right
over his lips. Yuuri maybe smaller but he wasn't any less of a presence.
"Gladly." He purrs before kissing him and grinding on his ass. Blind fingers
shuffle in the cushions for their lube, finally finding it and slicking up
three fingers. He slipped one into him right away, nibbling at Victor's lip.
Victor was tight, it made Yuuri's stomach clench in excitement. "Mmm, been a
while for you hasn't it?" Yuuri purred to him, pushing a finger deeper into
him. "Too long" Victor moaned, leaning up to kiss at Yuuri's lips. He was
wonderful.
Yuuri smiled at the sounds he was starting to pull out of his silver haired
lover. "Much too long" Yuuri agreed, "Always taking care of our needy little
baby aren't you, you always take care of us.... Daddy needs some taking care of
too" Yuuri purred, slipping a second into him and humming at the tightness. He
slowly started to scissor him open, curling his fingers up inside him. "You're
so tight Vitya" Yuuri purred as Victor's head rolled back in pleasure. Yuuri
was the best at prepping, that was why he usually prepped Yurio. He loved doing
it too, but Yuuri was just so much better. "God Yuuri, you drive me crazy" he
moaned, rocking down on his fingers.
"That's right. Let mommy do what she does best and take care of you." Yuuri
giggled and moved in to kiss him, curling his fingers so Victors bucking hips
would grind right on his prostate. "Feel good Vitya? Like my fingers in you
like this? Do you want more? Show me how badly you want me Vitya~". When Yuuri
got into the zone he was a god. He knew just how to drive Victor crazy, and he
had Victor nodding quickly, trying to keep up with Yuuri's rapidly increasing
pace.
"Yuuri, Love, you're so good" he told him, wrapping his arms around his neck
and speeding his hips up, rocking down on his fingers. "I want you, I want you
so bad Yuuri, Mommy, Daddy needs you, so much" He begged quickly, falling into
the beautiful space they had made for themselves. Yuuri shivered at Victor's
words. Yuuri let his thoughts fill with just how gorgeous Victor was, and to
think years ago he thought Victor Nikiforov was like a god, and now he was
moaning under him and rocking on his fingers. "Don't worry" Yuuri cooed to him
nuzzling Victor's ear, It's then he shoved a third finger into him and started
to really work him open. "Mommy's gonna take good care of you".
Victor cried out as Yuuri's fingers fucked into him, his words driving pleasure
through his body. His hands pulled lightly at Yuuri's hair as he panted and
moaned into Yuuri's ear. It had been too long, and he was quickly falling into
pleasure. "Please, Yuuri please, I want you, please don't tease me" he
whispered to him needily. Yuuri loved seeing Victor reduced to the whiny needy
state he had become. He made a mental note to fuck Victor more often, he looked
stunning like this, almost as beautiful as when he was hunched over him fucking
into his own ass.
He pulled his fingers out of him before he leaned into his ear, "You ready?" He
asked deeply before readjusting his place between Victors legs. He rubbed the
swollen head of his cock across Victors hole, reveling in the needy moan that
dripped from Victor's lips. "Want me in you? Ask me nicely and I will" he told
him simply, a warm smile on his lips. Victors mind was fuzzy, his mind
unfocused, but he still had the piece of mind to beg him, "Please, please
Yuuri, fuck me, I want you in me so bad". He kissed him quick and desperate,
trying to tease Yuuri into him, "You're so big, and I need it, please?" He
asked nicely, panting and pouting like it would make Yuuri crumble.
Yuuri smiled at Victor's words, "That was pretty Nice, now wasn't it?" He asked
with a hum, dragging his cock up and down, teasing his hole and playing that he
was thinking it over. He pushed just lightly, dipping the head of his cock into
him, pulling a moan from Victor until he pulled back and rested at his entrance
again. "But how are you and Yurio supposed to address me when we are like
This?" He smirks down at him, waiting for the sweet innocent title before he
could start the fun. "Please Mommy... Please I need you" Victor whispered to
him quickly. It wasn't fair, all this teasing, he was going to explode, but he
felt better when Yuuri moaned.
Yuuri had a real weakness for being called Mommy, they all loved their names,
pet names, titles, everything, but Yuuri was especially weak. Victor could feel
the shudder that ran through him, the way his hands tightened on his skin.
"Good Boy" Yuuri smiled before pushing into him with one steady thrust. They
both moaned loud and needy, Victor at the feeling of finally being filled, and
Yuuri at being surrounded by Victors tight heat. "Fuck you're so tight Victor"
Yuuri growled out, feeling his composure slip.
Holy shit he almost forgot how great it was to top Victor. All those lean sting
muscles tense and arching off the couch for him. Yuuri chuckled softly as
Victor clung to him. Letting him hold onto him needily as he starts up a
rhythm. "You feel so good Victor. God remind me to fuck you at least once a
week.". His hands grip At Victor's thick firm thighs, all hard muscle as he
clings to his hips. "Like Mamma's cock Victor? Does Daddy like it when Mamma
takes a turn and does the fucking." Yuuri grinned wickedly, giving his own
mewls and moans as his hips work up a nice pace.
Victor was easily falling into a mess. "God I love it, Daddy loves it Mommy" he
said needily, Victor was never one to be quiet in bed. He was always loud,
whether he was being fucked or fucking one of his boys, his mouth was never
shut. Victor's legs tightened around Yuuri's waist, trying to keep him as deep
and as close as he could. "Please, faster, Mommy please, God Yuuri I love you"
he mumbled, hands blindly pulling Yuuri down to kiss him deeply.
Yuri liked to pleasure and pleasure till his partner is an over sensitive heap
on the bed, he loved seeing his lovers fall apart like Victor was. Yuri smiles
in his kiss and pulls him closer, lips nibbling over Victors as he gives his
own moan. "I love you too Vitya, I'm glad you like Mommy's cock. Cause I love
fucking you Daddy". Yuuri readjusted his hips, aiming for Victor's prostate,
and it was obvious when he struck gold, Victor arched up beautifully and crying
out in pleasure. Yuuri was always so grateful that they were all so flexible.
The way Victors body twisted in his grip was a sight to behold.
"Yuuri, Yuuri, Mommy, fuck please right there! Oooo yesss yes yes yes please"
Victor started to beg, one arm loosely hanging around Yuuri's neck as the other
fell to the couch below them, gripping the pillows in pleasure. Yuuri had long
since learned that Victor was over the top in bed, but it was all genuine. He
had thought he was faking it when they first got together, but Victor felt his
emotions very intensely, so of course he was loud, and dramatic, and Yuuri had
quickly gotten addicted to him.
Yuuri hoisted Victor's hips into his hands for better grip and continues to
plow him, adorning the way Victor cried out for his Mommy. "Good boy. Fuck you
feel so good around Mommy Victor. You gonna cum for me? Get yourself all mess
thanks to Mommy's cock?" Yuuri asked heatedly. Victor nodded quickly, eyes
screwed shut as he tried to rock back to Yuuri's cock. It wouldn't take him
much longer, but it was the same for Yuuri.
Yuuri started to whimper, getting faster with shallow thrusts as he neared his
end. Victor was a mess of moans as Yuuri smashed into his prostate, feeling
everything going white. "Fuck Victor, I'm gonna cum, Oh god I'm gonna.... Fuck
Victor!" Yuuri called out, feeling his world explode into pleasure as he came
inside Victor. There was a broken sound falling from Victor's lips as he came
against their stomachs, feeling everything shatter.
After a moment Yuuri fell down onto Victor's chest. He nuzzled into Victors
neck and laughed softly, "How are you such a pretty bottom?" He asked with a
smile. Victor gave him a lazy smile, He was always more tired after bottoming.
He had limitless energy on a normal day, but if you gave him time to let the
adrenaline die, he would get sleepy. Which lead to moments like these, where
his arms limply hung around Yuuri's back, happily cuddling with his love. "You
are so hot when you top" he replied with a grin before closing his eyes.
"I love you so much" Victor said gently after a moment, enjoying the quiet that
held them together. "I love you too Victor, forever" Yuuri replied, kissing him
gently, taking his time to kiss him slow and loving. They spent some time,
lazily kissing on the couch, only moving when Yuuri pulled out of him. They
knew they were dirty but they didn't care. It wasn't the first time they fucked
on the couch, and It wouldn't be the last.
"I wonder how Yuri is going.... I hope everything is going well" Victor hummed
softly, reaching for his phone. "I hope so too, Yurio looked absolutely smitten
about him" Yuuri chuckled, running his fingers through Victor's hair. "I think
he really cares for him" Victor said thoughtfully, "He isn't really good with
his feelings yet is he?" He asked with a small laugh. "I would suggest us
having a shower or going to bed, but I can't really feel my legs" he laughed
happily, feeling sleep seep into his bones, "We can shower later, besides its
Friday Tomorrow, right? Yurio's gonna want bath time with us anyway" Yuuri
hummed happily, "And for the record, Yurio has been getting a lot better with
his emotions. At least with me. Hes starting to talk a lot, I'm proud of him"
Yuuri said warmly, practically glowing with the thoughts of their little
blonde.
"True he is getting better" Victor said with a laugh, pulling a blanket over
them and flicking the tv on for a movie. "But he is still a child sometimes" he
pointed out with a laugh before snuggling into Yuuri. "I love him" Yuuri hummed
dreamily, as he started to draw happy patterns on Victor's chest. "I love you"
Victor said warmly, nuzzling his cheeks. "I'm tired" Victor chuckled, feeling
his body relax into the couch. "Take a nap, I know this wears you out" while
Victor usually had limitless energy, Yuuri had the best stamina out of them
all, he always found it cute when his loves were fucked out like this. "I'll
nap with you".
It didn't take him too long, there was a mumbled "Sleep with me love" before he
was out like a light. It would only be a quick nap, they wanted to be awake for
when Yuri got home. He would want lots of cuddles.
Soon enough Yuuri woke up and wiggled away for a moment to grab Victor's phone,
his own was upstairs. He realized just how long it had been since Yurio had
checked in with them and he became a little worried. Victor grunted, waking up
to see Yuuri on his phone. "What are you doing Love?" He asked softly, wrapping
his arms around him. "I want to message Yurio, it's been hours" Yuuri hummed
pulling up his messages.
Victor tucked his chin onto Yuuri's shoulder as he typed, "Hey baby boy, are
you having a good time with Beka?". Victor smirked cheekily before nipping
Yuuri's ear. "Who said you could move? You made me cold. Warm me up" he purred
softly. Yuuri laughed, turning around to kiss his jaw, "I said so, that's who"
he said with a laugh before a picture came through to the phone. Yuuri grinned
and showed Victor the photo, "Looks like our little boy is having fun" he said
with a smirk. He thought about what to send back before taking a picture of
themselves to send back. "Looks like you had a good time. We miss you" he sent
back happily.
He smiled as Yurio messaged back that he would be home soon. Yurio didn't sleep
away from home. He wasn't good with being anywhere but with his Mommy and
Daddy. Yurio had a severe anxiety disorder that they were all working together
to help him with, but for now, there were a few things Yurio couldn't cope
with. Sleeping away from home was one of them. It comforted him knowing that
everything went well. He replied to him with an abundance of hearts and a warm
smile on his lips. "How did we get so lucky?" He asked Victor, putting the
phone down.
"I'm so lucky to have you two" Yuuri said again, tucking himself into Victors
arms. "It is fate that we are brought together, and our baby boy is all grown
up today, finding another family member, and from the look of it he's going to
try and sleep over" Victor said cautiously. As much as Yurio didn't cope with
being away from them, Yuuri had a strong motherly bond, with him, and he would
get distressed if there was a chance for Yurio to be scared.
"Well he said he was going to be home soon, so I hope he doesn't try and force
himself. He needs to know it's OK to say no" Yuuri said trying to quell the
quiet anxiety in his stomach. He gave Victor a few more kisses before getting
up, "I think I'm going to read for a while, in case he comes home" he said
trying to sound nonchalant, but Victor could see the anxiety clear as day.
Yuuri would stay up all night long until their baby came home the next day,
Victor may as well go make him some tea. "Ill come sit with you, I'll make us
some tea" he said wandering to the kitchen.
Yuuri Smiled softly at Victor, loving how he didn't question but simply made
sure he was ok. When he comes back with the tea he kisses him as thank you.
"You know I think I know why Yuri made you Daddy. You're a wonderful provider."
He chuckles and leans into his side, blowing on the tea to cool it off. "I love
you Victor". Victor just laughed and took his place next to him. "And you are
Momma because you are caring" he said with a warm smile. "We make a great
couple" he laughed, pulling a blanket over them.
Yuuri giggled as Victor smiled at him. Victor was so charming, it's a wonder he
has him Honestly. "We do don't we." He rests their heads together as they sit
in peaceful silence, nothing but the warmth of their tea and their love in the
room around them. He loves and misses Yurio so much but.... time alone with
Victor was never a bad thing, it was actually quite rare in this house. A
frantic knock on the door brings him from his day dream and Yuuri is up in
moments. Rushing over to open the door, only to find his baby sobbing in
Otabek's arms. "Yuri?!"
***** Yuri's Panic attack *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuri panic's, Otabek takes him home.
Chapter Notes
     Bit of a short chapter sorry, but then the next two chapters are a
     bit more full on! They will split off into the two pairs to have what
     is happened to each of them, so that's why this is short!!!
     Also thankyou so much for the kudos and the comments! It was a real
     surprise and makes me really excited to continue!
Otabek wrapped Yuri in his arms and kissed his cheek. This was the best night
of his life. Yuri smiled as he dropped his phone on the bed, letting Otabek
roll them both over onto their sides. Then Otabek was pulling a blanket over
them. Oh. Otabek assumed that he was staying the night. He felt panic at the
edges of his mind, but he quickly pushed it off. He wasn't just about to up and
leave Otabek, not when he had taken his virginity.
He bit his lip and rolled into Otabek, welcoming the arm around his back. He
could do this. He loved Otabek, He was going to be part of his family, He was
safe with him. However Yuri was suddenly very aware of just how alone he was.
He hadn't been without his family since he had joined, and he was scared. He
gulped hard. It was fine, he would be fine.
Otabek kissed Yuri's temple, not realizing the internal panic filling the
younger blonde. He was lost in the bliss of finally being with Yuri. "Good
night Yura" he whispered to him, making mental plans of what the morning would
be; waking up with his love, maybe going to breakfast together, then walking
him home to Victor and Yuuri. It sounded wonderful to Otabek, his mind
wandering in happiness. He didn't notice Yuri curling up in his arms.
Yuri made himself small, curling up tight. He was trying hard not to panic. He
loved Beka, he could stay with him. He whispered a "Night" to Otabek in
response, trying to keep his breathing calm. His mind was fogging up in panic
as he felt the distance between him and his family getting larger and larger.
He felt suffocated, like all the air was suddenly gone and he had nothing. He
reminded himself that it was just one night. He just needed one night.
He couldn't do it. He couldn't calm himself, he needed Yuuri, he needed his
Momma, he needed someone to help calm the panic in his mind. He didn't have his
clothes, his pillows, his blankets, his bed, his family, his Momma. He couldn't
breathe. What was only 15 minutes of laying in Otabek's arms felt like a
lifetime. Tears started to prick his eyes and he felt the shaking take him. He
couldn't stop it. He needed to go home.
Otabek noticed finally when the shaking started. He pulled him closer thinking
he was cold, but then tears fell on Otabek's chest and his heart clenched. He
pulled back to look at Yuri, seeing his tears and he panicked. "Yuri? What's
wrong? Are you ok?" He asked cupping his cheek, "Are you sore? Why are you
crying?" He asked sitting up and wiping Yuri's cheeks. Otabek's mind went from
happy day dreams to anxiety filled thoughts. He didn't know what he had done to
cause Yuri to act like this.
When Yuri finally built up enough mind to speak he broke down in sobs. Tears
fell freely as he started to rock. "I'm sorry! I need to go home! I'm so
sorry!" He sobbed, launching forward to hide in Otabek's chest. "Please don't
be mad, I need to go home, Please take me home, I'm so sorry, please don't be
mad" he begged, losing track of what he was even saying, just desperate to go
home and for Otabek to not hate him.
"Shhhh shhh sh Its OK, its fine, we can get you home, its ok" Otabek said
quickly, trying to fix whatever he had done. He needed to make Yuri happy
again. He didn't understand what had changed. He kissed Yuri's forehead before
slipping out of bed and pulling clothes on haphazardly. He quickly dressed
Yuri, who was still shaking on the bed with tears leaking down his cheeks,
before scooping him up and running him to the car. Yuri's mind was lost to the
anxiety, all he needed was to be home, and to be with his Momma. Otabek's mind,
was full of grief, even though Yuri was begging for forgiveness, he felt like
he had been the one who had messed up.
If you asked Yuri the next day, he would tell you he didn't remember anything
past the first sob. He was a blur of apologies, pleading I love you's and
begging don't be mad. He was in Otabek's arms, in the car, and then back in his
arms. Otabek had tried to move as quickly as he could without speeding. But
soon he was standing in front of Yuri's door, knocking frantically. The door
was pulled open to reveal an incredibly shocked Yuuri, and a call of "Yuri?".
Yuri's eyes snapped open when he heard Yuuri's voice, He looked to Yuuri and
broke. The next day he would feel bad about how hard he scrambled out of
Otabek's arms and into Yuuri's. He instantly found his Momma's ear and started
begging for him, for love for support for his Momma. Victor just looked stunned
before figuring out Yuri had panicked and Otabek would have no clue what
happened. "Come inside Beka, lets have some tea."
***** Yurio's freak out *****
Chapter Summary
     Yurio's freak out plus a bit of back story! Also a but of Yuuri x
     Yuri!
It was Yuuri's first and most important priority to make sure Yurio was OK.
Their relationship was special, Yurio needed him in ways that no one else could
understand, nor could they help. Yurio's anxiety was extremely high, he had
always been like this. However, before Yurio Became a part of their
relationship, he had always dealt with it in unhealthy ways.
There was no clear reason or cause for Yuri's anxiety. He couldn't recall a
time when he didn't feel anxious. In the past he had dealt with it by working.
He skated, danced, did everything he could to lose himself, to stop the panic.
He was very good at skating, very good at dancing, and he developed quickly.
But he pushed himself to the point where he would go home and pass out. He
wouldn't eat, going to the rink, skating all day and coming home to just pass
out. He would work until he was sick, he would lose himself until he couldn't
move. Then he would fall apart for a few days, and return to his cycle.
No one noticed. He didn't have parents, his grandfather was at work every day
and every night, not able to spend time with him, Yakov only paid attention
when he was going through a routine. The only one who noticed a change was
Victor. Yuri had been alone in the world, desperate for attention, for
approval, for someone to care. He had thought that could be Victor growing up,
but when Yuuri came onto the scene his heart had been broken.
He had pushed it off, pretended it didn't matter, and the day came that Yuri
could show he didn't care. His grandfather was finally going to come and watch
his program, watch him compete and he was going to Win. But then when he had
hit the ice.... Nikolai Plisetsky was not there. He couldn't remember his
routine. He couldn't remember anything after the moment he saw his
grandfather's seat empty. His memories started again at the point where he
slammed his way into the changing room.
He remembered breaking down, punching lockers and clutching his chest and
stomach like he was about to die. That had been the worst break down he had had
in a very long time, but it had also been the day everything changed. Victor
had come in, sweeping the sobbing child into his arms. He had fought it,
screaming at Victor, saying that he didn't care, that no one did. He had his
Yuuri, the Better Yuuri. But Victor are had held him close, and held him until
he was nothing but gentle sobs against his chest.
Victor had brought him into their family that day, and his life had changed.
Victor loved him, he took care of him, he Wanted Him. Yuri had more anxiety
about Yuuri. Yuuri hadn't been the one to bring him in. He just accepted him.
He was scared that he didn't really want him. He grew attached. The wonderful
way that a simple smile and a kiss to his forehead made his world change.
He could be having a terrible day and Yuuri would turn it all around. No one
else could make him feel so perfect, like he was worth something. Yuuri loved
him too, and It had taken him a long time to learn that, but he did. His family
loved him, took care of him, and grounded him. Yuuri slowly became his Momma,
and Victor became his Daddy. In both the sexy way, and in the way that made
Yuri feel like he had a real family. However, there were moments when Yuuri
couldn't calm him down. No amount of kind loving words and gentle love would
change that.
But there was one way that calmed him. Helped him calm and let his mind detach
for a while. It was something special, that only his Momma could do. Yuuri was
very sensitive when it came to his chest, and soon into the relationship Yuuri
had discovered that nursing had a wonderful effect on both Yuri and himself.
Yuri would zone out, calm himself in a way nothing else could. It made Yuuri
feel warm. It made him happy, knowing that he was helping, forming the bond
that nothing else could, and it made his body heat up in wonderful ways.
When Yurio fell into Yuuri's arms an utter mess he knew exactly what his baby
needed. His baby was in his arms the moment he heard his voice and he sighs
hugging him tightly as the sweet boy climbed him like a tree. "Excuse me." He
nods to Otabek an apology in his eyes as he rushes Yurio to the bedroom and
right into their special rocking recliner to comfort him. "Oh sweetheart it's
ok. Momma's here. Don't cry baby don't cry" Yuuri tips his head up and kisses
at his cheeks, wiping away the tears and trying to soothe him. He knew what he
needed. Pulling his hands away for only a fraction of a second and he was
shirtless, bringing Yurio to his chest. "Nurse baby it's ok. Deep breaths".
Yuri wasn't able to think straight, he was mumbling apologies, that he
panicked, he couldn't be without them, he didn't want Beka to hate him, he
loved Beka, he just needed his Momma to understand. Then he was presented with
his Momma's chest and he immediately narrowed in on his prize. He latched on to
Yuuri's nipple and instantly started to suckle.
There were some days where Yurio would be so wound up he couldn't see straight.
To the point he couldn't fully grasp that he was safe and he wouldn't even
nurse. Thankfully it wasn't one of those rare, terrifying times. Yuuri was glad
that today wasn't one of Those days. He stroked Yuri's hair softly, humming
gently, "there you go, its OK... Momma's here" he smiled gently, rocking the
big comfy chair they sat in. Yuri's mind was slowly calming down, his sobs
subsided and he was leaning into his Momma's touch. The more Yuuri spoke to
him, touched him, calmed him, the easier it was to think. He had probably hurt
Beka, but that thought just made him cringe in panic. He pushed it away,
focusing back on his task and melting into his Mom.
Yuuri hummed as Yurio nuzzled deeper and deeper into his safety net. The soft
pressure of his suckling soothing to even him. "I'm so proud of you baby. The
fact that you tried is amazing." He pulls Yuri away to take a kiss then shifts
him to the other side. "Daddy is proud too baby boy, you tell me when you're
done then we can go back and see Beka. He's in the kitchen with daddy". Yuri
nodded softly as he let himself calm. He was OK now. Slowly he looked up to
Yuuri, ashamed and guilty. "Momma I hurt him.... I only just got him and I'm
already messing it up" he whimpered softly. "What if he doesn't want me any
more? Or if he never wants to touch me again?" he wasn't very good at the idea
of Beka rejecting him now.
"Messing it up? Baby." Yuuri laughed softly and cupped his cheek. "If you
messed up he wouldn't be in the kitchen waiting for you." Yuuri brings their
noses together and shits his eyes. "How could anyone not want such a beautiful
special boy like you? I'm shocked we are only a family of five in all honesty."
He smirks nuzzling him. "Well six of you count Beka now. He loves you too sweet
heart don't worry. If you're ready we can go in and see him." Yuri nodded and
wiped his cheeks like a toddler would. "Do I look all puffy? I don't want to
look bad when I see them" he asked softly. He was very close to slipping back
into his child like state and he needed to keep his head above water. "You look
beautiful." Yuuri smiles and helps him clean up before putting his shirt back
on and leading Yurio out to the living room.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Summary
     Explanations and feels
Otabek watched as the two Yuris dashed out of the room and suddenly felt out of
place. He didn't know what he had done. Victor invited him in yet it felt so
wrong. He made Yuri upset why did Victor seem ok. "I'm so sorry, please I don't
want to impose. I don't know what happened we had a great night but when we
were going to bed he just started crying. I...I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset
him. I like him so much I wouldn't ever mean to make him cry like that." Otabek
spoke as Victor pulled him in, the elder not speaking a word, just silently
leading him to sit at the kitchen table. "Are you done?" he asked after a
moment, watching Otabek nod. The man deserved to know what was going on, and if
he was going to join their family he was getting everything.
"Yuri loves you very much, and he had a wonderful day, I promise you that. But
Yuri...." He sighed handing Otabek a cup of tea. "Yuri has a severe anxiety
disorder. He can't cope out of our home. It used to be to the point where we
couldn't sleep in the same bed because it was too much, now it's changed to
where he can't be without us, which is what happened, I assume tonight. Would
it have been just after you turned off the lights?" he asked talking slowly in
case Beka had questions.
Otabek looked like he could crumble at any moment, but the look of shock on
Otabek's face made Victor smile. It may be a shock to Otabek that Yuri might
love him, but the young blonde felt emotions very intensely, and he was sure to
have already fallen for him if he had slept with him. The comment of love made
Otabek's mind jar, but he pushed past that, he would deal with that in a
moment. "Yeah, about fifteen minutes after. He started to shake and cry but
couldn't tell me why he just started to apologize... Yuri has anxiety? I had no
idea." He looks to the door way the two left through. "He doesn't show it...
well at least while he skates he doesn't."
Victor nodded warmly. "Yuri is very good at fooling others. He is a survivor, a
soldier. You know that well" he said with a small laugh. "But inside .... He is
different. Scared, timid. Like a feral cat, it wants love, but if you approach
it it will attack you before you can touch it" he said looking at the door his
boys went through. "He is getting better, you have no idea how much effort it
took him to ask us if he could date you. He was so scared, that we wouldn't
love him if he loved you too. Like we would leave... He is always afraid of
being left.... Anyway... When he panics like this, Yuuri is the only one who
can calm him, he can't think straight and gets overwhelmed... He probably feels
horrible for this" he said nodding and looking back to him.
"Are you OK?" Victor asked after a moment, "I'm fine now...relieved I didn't do
anything wrong honestly. But I'm sorry I didn't know, he didn't say anything. I
would have brought him home right away had I known." He sighs and sips the tea
looking into the brown liquid a bit sadly. "Poor Yura. He's so wonderful he
shouldn't feel like that. I wish I could help". Victor smiled as Beka said he
wanted to help. He was a good man, and a welcome one in their family. "Otabek,
Yuri chose you because you are you, because he loves you. You do more for him
than he will ever tell you, because he is stubborn. Yuuri is the best in this
moment, but when he comes out, if you feel it's right, then go to him. Hug him
and tell him everything is alright, that you still like him and want him" he
said nodding. "He is a very scared kitten sometimes" he said with a laugh,
watching Otabek nod almost in awe.
Victor spoke with such confidence, he sounded like everything was exactly the
way it should be, and that he was OK. It was strangely comforting. Especially
coming from the man that was usually so over the top. Otabek looked to the door
with worry, waiting to see if Yuri would appear, never has he felt so close to
another person. But now as he sits with Victor he starts to feel close to him
too. Comforted by his charming smile and soft soothing voice. Maybe he could
fit in with this odd little family.
"You will see, everything will be fine" Victor said with a warm smile. He
patted him on the back before standing up. "Besides, families fight, doesn't
mean we stop loving each other right? And that's what we are. A family. You
too, your included." he said turning back to grab more cups of tea for when the
other two came out. Otabek blushed softly as Victor's words. Family. That
sounded wonderful. He smiles at his drink now, waiting with peace until Yuri
comes back. At entry Otabek is up and across the room in seconds. "I'm so sorry
I didn't know about anything of this. I would have brought you right home." He
hugs Yurio tight, nuzzled into his hair "I love you.... a lot and I want this
to work. I want to be with you and Yuuri and Victor. I don't want to leave. Not
now not ever." His stomach jumped, realizing he had just told Yuri that he
loved him, but that word seemed to be going around a lot tonight, and it wasn't
like it was wrong. He just didn't want to come on too strong.
Yuuri walked over to his other lover as they embraced, smiling fondly at the
interaction between the two. This was going to work out great. Victor handed
Yuuri a cup of tea and kissed his temple. This family was perfect.
Yuri pulled out of Otabek's hug with a timid smile, "I- I love you! I want you
to be in my family, I want to love you forever, I don't want you to leave" he
rambled before stopping himself. He took a deep breath before look back to him.
"I'm sorry I went crazy, I'm not good at some things yet, but ill get better, I
promise, I love you" he said before diving back into Otabek's chest.
"Alright everyone needs to go to bed." Yuuri announced, leading both boys
through the house and into the large master bedroom. A plush bed with a toy
tiger is in the middle of the room and a rocking recliner sits in the corner
near the dressers. Yuuri smiled and brought Yurio to the bed. He let him settle
in the middle of the bed where he sleeps and Yuuri followed to get behind him.
Otabek moved infront of Yurio, thinking Victor Would want to hold Yuuri. But
when Victor slides in behind him he can't help but shiver. That felt nice.
Yurio rolled over to kiss Beka sweetly, noticing that Victor was holding Beka.
It made him happy that his Daddy was accepting him so well. Yuuri turned the
lights out and Yuri sighed, cuddling into his family. "Night.... Love you" he
called out to his lovers, finally able to rest.
***** Morning with Otabek and Victor *****
Chapter Summary
     Victor and Otabek have tea while they wait for the Yuri's to wake up.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
It was the best sleep anyone had gotten all night. It was warm and comfortable,
everyone snuggled in this big pile. Just perfect. Victor woke up before
everyone, and in turn woke up Beka as he kissed his neck till he felt movement.
The other boy rolled away from the cuddling Yuri's in favor of sleepily smiling
at Victor. He was really nice. So happy to accept him as A part of this group.
Victor loved mornings. They were when he got to kiss his groggy loves away and
got to make their days. IT was Wonderful. He Rolled out of bed and nodded for
Beka to follow. Beka joined him in the kitchen to make breakfast for the other
two, and it was nice. "So how are you feeling? Better than last night?" he
asked after making them tea. It was nice to spend some one on one time with
Otabek.
"Yeah actually a lot better. It was really nice sleeping with you guys." He
smiled warmly, sighing softly with the pleasure of the slow morning. Nowhere to
be just him and Victor. "I wasn't expecting to get spooned though." He snorts
smiling. Victor smiled, "Why wouldn't you? Yuri and Yuuri get very cuddly at
night so naturally I thought we deserved some too" he said with a smile. "Did
you not like being little spoon? Otabek?" he asked with a raised brow. It was a
small tease, but it was nice to have him here, he was a handsome man and he
wouldn't mind getting in on that action.
Otabek flushed at the question, looking anywhere but into Victors eyes at the
comment. That's just not fair. "No, no... I liked being spooned." He flushes
darker at the answer, feeling silly that a guy like himself likes that stuff.
He should be the big spoon....but little spoon had felt so Good. Victor smiled,
Beka was new to the family, he would be awkward for a while. "That's good" he
said moving up and crowding him into the cupboard for a second. "Then I'll be
the big spoon whenever you want me to" he said with a small smirk. Otabek was
lost for words, staring up into Victor's handsome face. He was so close,
suddenly it was too hot for Otabek.
Then Victor was pulling away, taking a bag of sugar from behind him like he
didn't just pin him to a wall. Victor's smirk was clear, he knew what he had
just done, but neither of them were going to mention what just happened.
Victor smiled and pulled out a chair for Otabek. It was nice to spend time with
him. He wanted him to feel like he was part of the family. He was now, Yuri had
a way of finding people and loving people. And to be fair, if any of them left
their Yuri he would be shattered so everyone was quite insistent that everyone
stay together.
Otabek took the seat, warmth filling his chest. The feeling of security
welcoming him. What was this little unit he was in. Victor made him blush, made
him feel like it was ok to just let go and melt sometimes. He nibbled the
inside of his cheek and his heart fluttered. He never would have guessed Victor
was easy to fall for. "How long has everyone been together?" He asked gently
after a while. "Well, Yuuri and I have been together since I started training
him, so it's been a while, and Yurio joined maybe a year after that? Yuuri is
better at remembering dates than I am" he laughed softly. "How are you feeling
being here? I know it can be different".
Otabek smiles, of course Victor and Yuuri got together first. They were such a
domestic perfect couple it was hard to imagine it happening any other way. He
sips at the tea and shrugs. "Right now I feel comfortable. It's strange really.
I barely know you and Yuuri but it feels like I've been here forever." The
stoic man shakes his head and sits back. "I guess I feel happy about being
here. With Yura and you both."
"I'm glad you feel comfortable" Victor said with a warm smile. "Yura loves you,
and so, you should be here" he said with a warm smile. He was glad that Otabek
was comfortable, and he was also conscious that he should distract him until
their loves woke up. Victor knew exactly what they would be up to, and it would
do Otabek no good to walk in on that just yet.
"Thank you. I love him too. And I want to learn to love you guys." Otabek said
as he blushed a bit darker, smiling none the less. It was strange to see Otabek
out of the rink, he was far more expressive in the off season when nothing was
riding on his shoulders. It made Victor smile to see, "We will surely come to
love you too, Yura has a good eye, and a pure heart" he said with a warm smile
before taking a drink. "He also has too many emotions, but that's life" he said
with a laugh.
Otabek grins and chuckles with Victor. "That he does. We were walking out side
once and past a stray cat. He broke down crying with joy and tryin to convince
me to keep it. I ended up taking him to the local animal shelter." Otabek said
with a laugh. "He is a sweet boy" Victor said with a small smile. He heard a
muffled noise from the bedroom, you couldn't know what it was, but then again,
he had a pretty good idea what it was. "Maybe we could all go out together
sometime today? Spend some time together?"
Otabek smiled at that. "That sounds lovely" he said before taking a sip of his
tea. Not too long later Yuuri and Yuri came out of the bedroom looking
beautiful. Yuuri went straight up to Victor and kissed him, followed by Yuri
pecking his lips and moving on. Yuuri came over to Otabek and tousled his hair,
"Good morning to you too Beka" Yuuri said warmly. Yurio looked stunning as
always but he'd never expected to see Yuuri in this light. Glowing and angelic
with curves and soft skin. He gulps and sputters, the notion of dating Victor
and Yuuri suddenly not so foreign any more.
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry its a bit short! The next chapter is Yuri and Yuuri waking up
     so its going to be a bit more intense!
***** Yuri and Yuuri's Mornings *****
Chapter Summary
     The wake up that the Yuri's had!
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
The movements of Victor and Otabek leaving slowly wake up Yuuri, and he rubs
his eyes softly, coming down to kiss Yurio. "Good morning baby." He whispered,
nuzzling at his soft blond hair. Yuri cuddled into his momma as the warmth left
his side. He needed that love. Then his momma was talking and he didn't want to
be awake. "Mmmmmmornin.... Momma I wannna sleep more" he mumbled into his skin.
He was tired. He didn't remember Beka being there just yet, he just knew it was
cuddle time with his momma.
Yuuri giggled softly at Yurio's tiny little mewl, leaning down to shush him
with a kiss. "I know, momma doesn't want to either." He smiled into Yurio's
cheek before softly rolling him onto his back. "Want momma to wake you up in
the special way?" He smiles wiggling down to kiss up Yurio's neck and nibble
along his ear.
Yuri was instantly more awake. He leaned into him with a small whine. "M-
Momma..." he whispered softly, his hands coming up to wrap in his hair. "Y-
yeah, please?" he asked gently, starting to press his body into his mommas.
Yuuri smiled into his skin, nuzzling and kissing Yurio to fluster him up. "I
thought you might. Had such a big day yesterday." He cooed, kissing back down
his jaw and neck, making his descent down the soft plane of Yuri's skin. "Such
a pretty boy." He purrs, kissing softly over each nipple before licking over
his stomach and suckling marks into Yuri's hips. "Is this helping you wake up
baby?"
His skin was buzzing, He could not even focus. All he could think of was
Yuuri's kiss on his skin. "Yah huh, sah good" he whimpered, his eyes fluttering
closed and his mouth coming up to cover his mouth. He loved being woken up by
momma, it was always so warm and safe and happy.
Yuuri laid a kiss just under his belly button and blows a soft raspberry on his
skin. Yurio was so cute when he gets like this. He knew this was probably not
helping in his path to be less co-dependent but.... when Yurio reverts like
this it was hard not to just snuggle down and care for him. His little angel.
Besides he was only young, he didn't need to be all figured out yet. Yuuri's
lips finally reach his cock then. Laying soft sweet kisses on his hardening
member as he hums. "Such a good boy for momma."
Yuri moaned lightly. His mind was already a mess and now all he could think of
was his beautiful momma touching him. What else would he want to think of? His
momma was perfect. Then came the kisses and the praise and he could have died
right there. He whined and his hips lifted up as he hardened quickly. "M-Momma"
he whispered trying to stay still and be good.
Yuuri chuckled, smiling adoringly up at Yurio as his sweet body aches for more.
He adored the way Yurio Melted so easily into him. Became so hard so quick.
"It's cute how hard you get baby. Faster than when daddy pleasures you." He
licks a soft curled line up Yurio's cock and suckled the head, Sending Yuri to
heaven. His whole body burned and he gasped and arched under Yuuri's
attentions. "Baby do you want to play with momma too? I can swing my hips
around." Yuuri asked softly, to which Yuri nodded quickly, "Yes please" he
asked quickly, wanting to be good for his momma. His sleep filled mind solely
focused on his momma.
Yuuri knew he'd say yes. He always wanted to touch him when he can. He popped
off of him and sat up, sliding the soft black briefs off his legs and turning
to straddle Yuri's head. For a moment Yuuri was nervous. The off season was
beginning and it wasn't a secret that Yuuri takes advantage of that. His
stomach and thighs had grown softer and a small swell rests at his belly. The
off season pudge was returning and Yuuri never was proud of it. To distract
himself, Yuuri takes Yurio back into his mouth, humming softly around him to
pleasure him how he knows best.
Yuri loved Yuuri with everything he had, but he had to admit that he had a soft
spot for when Yuuri was in the off season, he was so much nicer to Cuddle.
However, he knew his momma didn't believe him when he said he loved Him. He
didn't think about that now, he quickly took Yuuri into his mouth before
starting to work his momma. His body was bubbling and burning an everything
felt so good, it was perfect.
 
Yuuri pulled off at his advance, trembling all over from his touch and the soft
plush warmth of his mouth. "Baby." Yuuri moans in the most tender of voices. He
loved this. There was such a difference in pleasure from Yurio and Victor.
Victor just seemed to pleasure him differently than Yurio, and god was it
amazing. Yurio's soft mouth eagerly took him in and Yuuri whimpered with
delight. God this was so good. He bends forward once again and sucked Yurio
with renewed eagerness, hoping to get his baby to cum before himself.
 
Yuri never could last longer than his momma. He had trained to last longer and
longer, but Yuuri was just better at it. Better at everything. The pleasure
ticked through him quickly, he moaned around his mommas length, his pleasure
unable to be hidden. One of his hands came up to rake down on his back, the
other hiding in the blankets. He wasn't going to last long, his momma just knew
how to work his body.
Yuuri moaned with him, rocking his hips down softly into Yurio's mouth as he
milks his baby boy. Yurio was so good for him. God does he love this. He loves
his boy. On whim Yuuri pulls off, climbing off of Yurio and laying on him face
to face , Yuri whined as he pulled away, he didn't want the pleasure to stop,
but then Yuuri's hand fell on their cocks. He kisses him, rutting their hips
together and pumping their cocks in one hand. "Cum baby.". Yuri started
shaking, arms pulling around his momma as he started to fall apart. "Momma,
Momma please, ah MOMMA!" he cried out softly clinging to him desperately until
he came against his momma. A few more moments and Yuuri was spilling against
Yurio's stomach.
Yuuri smiled, eyes gone hazy and blissful. He kissed Yurio sweetly, sticky hand
dragging on the bed sheets before cupping Yurio's face adoringly. "I love you."
He smiled, eyes sparkling just as they do for Victor. Yuuri holds him till both
their breaths become normal once again, and gets up first to start dressing.
Yuri took his time to roll over and watch his momma get dressed, he was so
pretty.
Yuuri dressed himself in a pair of panties, one of Victor's white button ups,
and a pair of his sweat pants. Then pulled out a shirt and yoga pants for
Yurio. He also snagged a pair of briefs and panties so Yurio could pick which
underwear he wanted to wear. "Which one's darling?" Yuri sat up a bit more when
he was presented with his options, evaluating them both before pointing to the
panties. "I want to match you" he said with a smile, he also knew it would look
better in the yoga pants.
 
Yuuri smiles and kisses Yurio's nose. "Of course you do." He teases giving Yuri
a nuzzle before tossing the boxers back at the dresser. "You know daddy loves
it when we match." A smirk graced Yuuri's face as he helped Yurio dress. The
process of getting Yurio dressed wasn't something that was a requirement to his
norm. Yurio had always gotten dressed just fine, but they both enjoyed being
close to one another like this. Soon Yurio is dressed all comfy for the day and
Yuuri braided one side of his head. Making his hair some what put together.
Normally Yuuri would carry Yurio into the kitchen, but today with Otabek here
he simply links their arms and walked him down stairs to where the other two
men in their lives sit chatting. "Good morning Victor." Yuuri smiles, coming up
to take his good morning kiss Fromm Victor before letting Yuri see his daddy.
Yuuri then turns to Otabek hair into a tousled mess and leans over to kiss his
cheek. "Good morning To you too Beka."
Yurio then made his way over to Otabek and gently kissed him, a bit more
bashful with showing affection of Otabek and Victor. "Morning Beka" he said
softly before taking the chair next to him. "Sleep well?" He asked him sweetly
before tilting his head happily. It was a good morning.
Chapter End Notes
     Let me know what you think!!!
***** The slow morning *****
Chapter Summary
     Wrapping up the sweet morning the four of them are having!
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Otabek watched the group move smoothly, Yurio kissing Victor good morning, much
shyer than he had been, Yuuri saying good morning to the older man, and how
everyone seemed to move so happily. Then finally Yurio sat next to Otabek and
he couldn’t help but smile. Yurio was beautiful. "Good morning Yuri" he smiled
softly, feeling his heart swell with pride, "really good actually. It was
really nice." He chuckled, reaching up to touch his braid. "I like your hair,
did Yuuri Braid it?" Otabek asked with wonder, looking over at Yuuri and Victor
who had taken their place to chat over coffee.
Yurio swished his hair so that it would flare out, "Yeah! Victor taught Yuuri
how to do hair, I'm not great at it yet, it a harder to do on yourself, and no
one has long hair I can practice with on a regular basis" he sighed coming back
to smile at him. "You're so pretty," Otabek told him softly, eyes filling with
warmth as he watched Yurio, not missing the way Yurio blushed at his words.
"Did you want to borrow some clothes from mmmm- Yuuri? You might fit Yuuri's
clothes? Victor is too tall" Yuri asked, changing the topic quickly.
Yuuri and Victor watched on with warm eyes. Seeing the way Otabek extended
gentle words and touches, and the way their usually so fiery Yurio would blush
and smile. "Otabek is sweet, he is a good choice, and he will fit in with us
well" Victor murmured to his love while sipping his coffee. Yurio didn’t get
coffee yet, he would be far too affected by it.
Yuuri smiled and leaned up to peck Victor's cheek. "He is awfully sweet. Yurio
is absolutely smitten with him. I haven't seen him like this for a while."
Yuuri sips his coffee and leans into Victors side. Victor hummed in agreeance.
"It is nice seeing him so excited, maybe he will stay all calm for a while
longer, he was starting to act out," Victor said taking another sip. "I think
having Otabek around will keep him from acting out for a long while... There is
so much Otabek has to learn, Yurio won't want to leave until then" Yuuri said
before standing up.
"Ok you two, Breakfast, then we are going for a run, and eat an actual
breakfast Yurio, no excess sugar," he said pointedly before stretching. Yurio
whined before going to get himself some yoghurt and juice. Otabek caught him at
the last second, pulling him back into his lap and kissing him sweetly. "Never
got to kiss you good morning" he whispered to him with a blush blooming across
his cheeks.
"I think we will be fine," Yuuri said to Victor softly before laughing and
leaving the room. They would have a long few weeks ahead of them.
Chapter End Notes
     Wow, I haven't updated in a bit, super sorry about that! And I know
     this chapter is short. That's because there is a time skip happening
     next to a much more drama filled time. Or at least an event.
     There are some comments in here that might not make sense yet, (sorry
     for that) but it will be clear in time.
     as for me being a bad writer and not updating, I've had some pretty
     rough stuff happen in my personal life lately and I haven't been able
     to get the story done! I'm super sorry, and hopefully, I will be able
     to get back to regular chapters soon!
***** Momma and Baby *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuuri and Yuri talk about what they need to tell Otabek, and then a
     bit of Mommy baby time.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Then somehow this life became normal. Otabek was over at the house almost
constantly. Working himself into their lives like it was the most natural thing
in the world. But one thing was off. It was so strange not being called mommy
and daddy in the house. It felt wrong almost. Like this wasn't how this was
supposed to be. Yuuri and Victor felt strange being called their regular names
when they had become so used to hearing their roles, and it was even harder for
Yurio. It wasn’t natural for him to censor himself. With Otabek being there all
the time, it had brought an unforeseen tension to the house, even with how
happy they were with him. It made Yurio feel jumpy like he would be caught out
or blow their cover, and he didn’t like it.
Yuuri lay on the couch scrolling through the channels, in shorts and nothing
more, contemplating how they needed to bring that up to the new boyfriend.
"Baby!" Yuuri called out through the house, Yuri, who was lounging around his
room, came running over to his momma. "Yeah momma?" he whispered with a small
smile. Beka wasn't here right now, so they could be themselves, and he was so
happy. He felt bad about being glad about the space, but he wanted to love his
momma for a bit.
Viktor was at the rink with Yakov right now so it was just the two of them.
"Well don't just stand there come ere." He laughs and pulled Yurio into his lap
and cradled him, greeting the young boy with a sweet tender kiss. "There's my
baby," He smiled, Yurio nuzzling into Yuuri's neck and kissing his shoulder
before settling in once again. "I wanted to talk. How were you thinking about
bringing up us to Beka?" It was soft, posed gentle so Yurio wouldn't freak out,
and the fact that Yuuri was shirtless was a clear sign he was ready to help him
calm down at a moment's notice.
"What do you mean?" Yurio asked confused, tilting his head. They were all
dating Beka now, he didn't know what his momma meant to bring up. His arms
wrapped around his momma's waist, feeling the tension in his body even though
he was acting calm. Why was he nervous? It made Yurio get nervous. Yuuri
sighed, cuddling Yurio a bit closer as he worried about his question. He could
feel the tension build so to stall for time Yuuri kissed him, cupping his cheek
and kissing him in the way he knows Yurio melts for. The kiss made Yurio's
heart flutter, his mind melt. Yurio felt like he never had to worry with Yuuri,
he always took care of him.
Their lips part for a few moments and Yuuri clarified, "I mean about you being
our baby. About daddy and about me being mommy. Were you planning on telling
him, sweetie?" Yuuri brushed his thumb over Yurio's cheeks and smiles down at
him. "If you don't know it's ok, but we should start thinking about it. he's
here so much now and I miss hearing you call me mommy. It feels wrong to be
Yuuri in the house." Yurio paused, the anxiety flickering through his face
before he weakly stuttered, "I don’t know... He will leave if he knows".
Yurio's hands tightened behind Yuuri's back, the threat of losing Beka too much
for him, especially when he just got him. He didn’t want to mess this up.
Yuuri frowned softly, running fingers through his soft blond hair. He hated
seeing Yurio scared. Yuuri kissed his forehead, then his cheeks. Giving Yurio
soft reassurance in the affection. "Oh, sweet heart I don't think Beka would
leave. Beka loves you." Yuuri leaned his head back and sighs, rubbing his hands
up and down his back. He hated how timid Yurio could be, he was such a strong
boy but it's dampened by his anxiety. "It's ok if you don't want to though, we
will still have moments like these. And no matter what you'll always be my baby
boy. Nothing Beka could say will change that."
Yurio bit his lip softly, trying to clear his head. "I want to have momma all
the time, but I don't wanna loose Beka" he whispered softly, nuzzling Yuuri's
chest. "I can't lose him, momma, he just got here" he whined softly. He
honestly didn't know what to do. He needed Victor to tell him. He needed momma
to guide him. He didn't want to stress about this. He just wanted his family
all together.
It broke Yuuri's heart to hear that. He wanted to be momma all the time. He
wanted to take care of him in every way possible. But Otabek was new. They
didn't know how'd he'd feel. "I want to be momma all the time baby. I'll talk
to daddy when he gets home. See if we can think of something." He said softly,
starting to shift them onto their sides. Yurio relaxed into him, eyes closed,
telling himself that Momma and Daddy would take care of it. "I love you, baby."
He murmured, rubbing his thumb over Yurio's cheek. He loved him so much. "You
know, it's been awhile since we've had the space to nurse..." He said softly,
and he didn’t have to say anything else.
Yurio latched onto the nipple, eyes not even opening. He knew where it was, he
needed this, and he loved it. His head felt lighter already as he started to
suck. It was a simple action, but it was so important for him. Yuuri hummed
happily, the warm tingle that came with nursing coursing through him as his
body reacted filled him. Both nubs perked up and he shivers softly arching into
Yurio's mouth so he could suckle better. "Had a feeling you'd want too," Yuuri
said with a warm smile. Yuuri leaned down and kisses his forehead again,
hugging Yurio close. It might be strange for a man to enjoy this so much but he
didn't care. It felt amazing. Pleasure filled and comforting all in the same
breath. His favourite was when he and Victor were making love and Yurio would
come in needing to nurse. The feeling of Victor pounding in him with Yurio on
his chest, his cock trapped between his baby and himself. It's pure heaven.
"That's it baby, I missed this."
Yurio hummed happily as his momma spoke to him. He felt so warm and safe, it
was like a warm blanket was being draped over him. He nuzzled his momma's chest
before swapping sides, settling down, close and comfy like he was ready to nap.
He was definitely ready for a nap too. He sighed happily, his mind starting to
buzz softly. He was very calm now, his breathing settling out and slowly he
started to drift off. He didn't let go of his prize, still locked in his lips
as he fell into the dreams he loved.
While this was Yurio's safe place, it was also Yuuri's. He loved being here. He
loves holding his youngest lover close and never letting him go. Yuuri fell
asleep with him. The two lovers tangled up in a warm embrace. They sleep for
over an hour. Warm in their entanglement, unaware of the world around them.
Victor came one at some point, kissing Yurio on the head and waking Yuuri for a
proper kiss as well. Victor leaves to another room, finishing up on some at
home projects.
Then Otabek came home. At first, the sleep hazed Yuuri smiles at him and
mumbles hello, but as Otabek's face falls to confusion at the sight of Yurio
nursing, Yuuri wakes up a bit more. "Shit." Otabek clears his throat and
shuffles awkwardly. "Um... what's all this?"
Chapter End Notes
     Another Chapter! I thought I owed you all another one after the short
     one. Let me know what you think!
***** Yuri Panics *****
Chapter Summary
     Yuri wakes up and freaks out about Otabek finding them.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yuri frowned lightly at the sound of everyone talking. He wanted to sleep, he
didn't want to get up yet. He nuzzled Yuuri's chest softly as he grumbled.
"Shhhhhhh Momma.... I wanna sleep" He said tiredly before going back to his
prize. This was not the time for talking, he wanted his prize and his dreams.
Yuuri cringed as Yurio wakes up just enough to whine for momma. Fuck this
wasn't gonna end well. He gasps softly as Yurio started to nurse, combing back
his hair and bracing himself for the storm.
Victor walked into the room, seeing the tension in the room and piecing
everything together. Oh no. This was not going to be easy. Yuuri looked
nervous, Otabek looked confused, and Yurio... Well, he didn't even know that
Otabek was in the room. "Yuri, sweetie you need to wake up now... bekas home
and wants to talk to you," Yuuri called to him as he softly he pressed Yurio's
head away from his chest.
 
Otabek watched in awe as Yuuri and Yurio interacted with this new...dynamic.
What even was this? How in the world did Yurio start being a little to Yuuri's
mommy? He could only assume that Victor played father judging by the terrified
look on his face. Otabek coughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh...take
your time but...could someone explain what's happening?"
Yuri's mind snapped awake as Otabek's voice came through the room. Oh no. This
couldn't be happening. Victor stepped forward to Otabek's side. "Come with me
Otabek, let Yuri wake up, then we can explain," he said kindly, seeing Yuri
start to wake and knowing it would be a train wreck. Before either of them had
a chance to move Yurio had flipped over on the couch, now staring at Beka.
Panic flooded him, he didn't think this would happen, or at least he thought he
would have more time.
"Beka- you- you weren't meant to walk in- I just- it's just-" Yuri was never
good with his words, and he was still fuzzy with sleep. Yuuri cringed at the
overwhelming fear that washed over yurio's face. He looked more fearful than at
any competition he'd been at. Yuuri pulled his head in front of his own as
Victor grabbed Otabek and lead him from the room, cupping his cheeks gently as
he forces eye contact. "Breath baby it's ok." He hugged him then, crushing him
gently in a secure confined space as if to keep all the fears from bubbling out
into the open. "We're gonna go in and talk to him ok? Just breathe." Yuri
looked up at his momma in fear. "I fucked it up, he wanted to be here and now I
fucked it up" he whispered shaking. The tight space helped, it made him feel
contained like everything could be ok if he just didn't move.
Yuuri sighed and nuzzled into his hair hugging him even closer. "Oh, baby you
didn't fuck it up. I'm sure Beka will understand." He kissed his forehead over
and over as he slowly sat up, cradling Yurio in his lap till his breathing
started to calm. Yurio hid his head in Yuuri's shoulder, holding him tight. He
couldn't help but feel like he was losing everything. He was so scared, Yuuri
kept muttering words of encouragement, that Otabek wouldn't leave them just
like that, and he held onto that idea like it was his air.
"Alright, baby lets go in and help daddy explain," Yuuri said softly, feeling
Yurio relax more in his arms. They needed to go and deal with this, they
couldn't just leave Victor to handle this all. "If you're sure," Yuri said
weakly, still unsure, but he trusted his momma. He slipped off of Yuuri's lap,
head down, quickly reaching out for Yuuri's hand. Yuuri's heart clenched, his
baby looked so small, so scared, so defeated. He had to believe that this would
all end ok.
Yuuri squeezed his hand gently, kissing his head before nodding. "I'm sure," he
said lovingly, "Let's go, baby," he said gently before leading him into the
kitchen.
Chapter End Notes
     Short one again! Sorry! but I wanted to give you all something.
     Hopefully, the next one is longer! Tell me what you think!
***** Otabek's Opinion *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Otabek shuffled into the kitchen with Victor, eyes wide and mind running with a
thousand different thoughts. Were they in a BDSM parent little relationship?
Why had no one said anything? Why was Yuuri mommy? Did that make Victor daddy?
What would he be? Did they want him to be a part of that?? When did this start?
He sat down at the table and held his head looking up to see a very nervous
Victor. "Ok, can you please explain what's going on?"
Victor sighed. "Ok, so this is a long story," he said for a warning. "Even the
long story short isn't that quick" he laughed softly. "Yuri... Yuri is
different, we know that. He struggles with emotion, he has high anxiety, he
struggles to cope... we just kind of... fell into this?" He said almost
questioningly. "You know Yurio doesn't have a family... he had Nickolai but....
anyway. This all started as just a bedroom thing. You know, calling me daddy as
a joke or in sex" Victor had no shame, he didn't care if Otabek knew their sex
life. "Then the joke came in that if I was the daddy then Yuuri must be the
mommy" he explained slowly, "then the names started leaving the bedroom, at
first we all thought it was just to be playful or kinky, but then it became
normal..." He said running his fingers through his hair. This was so stressful.
"Then one day I leave the bedroom to get cuffs while Yurio was teasing Yuuri's
chest, he has a very sensitive chest by the way, and then when I came back they
were both completely asleep, Yuri attached to Yuuri, both completely calm...
then it all fell from there. There is something in Yuri that needs it, he loses
himself and only Yuuri can help him find his way back. Yuri can't handle
control all the time, he can't control himself, so he handed that control over
to us. Not that he isn't able to say no, we never do anything, but it helps
Yuri manage if he knows someone else is in charge, looking out for him, taking
care of him. It probably is comforting, he never had it growing up, so it is
probably something he wants badly now"
Otabek hung on every word, clinging to the answers he so desperately craved. At
first, it started normal and he listened to how a joke became a lift style. How
a boy that was just not built for the world took refuge in a family he's built
all on his own. Slowly the shock and panic faded away and a twinge of sympathy
filled his heart. So this was just...Yurio's break from things. This was his
actual family, only a step short of being married. Towards the end, Otabek
started to nod and the similarities between Yuuri and Victor and the roles
they've been assigned became apparent. Yuuri was very motherly, and Victor did
act like an embarrassing dad. "So this relationship... is his only family?"
"Yes, he is alone in this world.... it's all he has got" he said sadly. "Not
that we mind. Motherhood suits Yuuri beautifully, you can see it in his face
the way he looks at Yuri. He loves him more than anything else, I do say I get
jealous sometimes" he said with a laugh. "But we all have different roles,
different relationships within the family," he said tilting his head. "So I
don't worry... " Otabek gave a little snort at that, smiling as he does see
what Victor was talking about. Yuuri and Yurio seemed to work on a different
level. They just got each other in a way completely different from everyone
else. Not to say they didn't love Victor and Otabek any less, they just loved
each other differently. "It does suit him doesn't it, the motherhood." Otabek's
heart softens and his mind settles. Yuri lived as a baby in this house. That
should be so much weirder than it is. It didn't seem wrong at all.
"I do want to be clear though... " Victor started, "While Yuri struggles like
he does... this isn't forever, we work with him, to help him grow. We want him
to be healthy, physically and mentally, letting him get lost in a fantasy like
this isn't healthy. However, it is a conduit to get him to a healthy place" he
said with a smile, "it just happens to be that we all enjoy it too" he said
happily. Otabek nodded, this was a family, a relationship, while it didn’t
exactly make sense right now, this whole thing was about being happy, healthy,
and loving each other.
It was then that Yuuri lead Yurio in first and smiles softly at Otabek, the
both of them having found shirts. He sat at the table and had Yurio sit down
next to him, placing a soft kiss to his hair before smiling up at Victor as he
comes around to stand proudly behind his lovers. "We know this is a lot to take
in. It's not all that normal. But it works for us. We were going to tell you a
little later, work you up to the idea. I'm sorry it came out so abruptly."
Otabek shook his head and gave a soft smile at Yuuri. "No no it's ok, I
honestly don't know what to think right now. But I'm not mad that you hid this
from me. It's....different to say the least."
"You're... ok with it? Are you sure?" Yuri asked almost shocked. He had tried
to hide from Beka's gaze, but hearing that he wasn’t upset, made him hopeful.
"It's a lot to take in... and I know that nothing like this would have shown
from outside the family..." Yurio's arms came up to hug himself, starting to
feel sick. "Baby it's ok" Victor hushed coming to kiss the top of his head.
"Like we have always said, we are honest about what we like and what we need,
we will talk this out, and if Otabek isn't comfortable with that part then he
doesn't need to be, it's not like he is expected to just jump into calling me
daddy because he is dating you"
Otabek and Yuuri both snorted at Victor's comment and let out a string of
chuckles. Otabek smiled a little as the tension in the room started to melt
with the silence. "Yeah, the daddy thing might take me a while. But I'm not
really opposed to all this. Just give me a little time maybe?" Otabek said
softly, trying to show that he really wasn’t upset. Yuuri smiled brightly and
takes Yurio's hand tight under the table. "Take all the time you need Beka. I
think I speak for all three of us when I say we want you here. You're a part of
our silly little unit whether you like it or not." He teases with a grin. "Take
as much time as you want, I'm just happy you aren't mad" Yuri agreed with a
smile.
"Yuri why don't you ever smile at me like that" Victor complained loudly before
dramatically falling into Yuuri's arms. It was his way of moving them on, but
it worked. "Because you're annoying and I don't like you," Yuri said pointedly.
Yuuri busted up laughing at his boyfriends, giggling as Victor's head landed in
his lap due to his tall body. "Oh come on Victor this isn't new, you know he
likes me best." He smiled at Yurio and kissed his cheek, giving him that sweet
addictive affection that only his momma could give him. Otabek chuckled at them
and his heart melted at their tenderness. He could really get behind all this.
"I guess this makes me the second best," Otabek smirks jumping right in on this
Little band wagon of teasing. He would fit right in.
"Yah huh, Yuuri is best, then Beka, and then I'm happy," he said kissing Beka's
cheek. Victor whined, dramatically rolling in Yuuri's lap. "Yuuuurrriiii....
why do you say such things to wound me," he says before sitting up. "Well at
least Yuuri loves me," he says teasingly, "we are married" he points out,
seeing he jealousy in Yuri flare. "Momma loves me the best and you know it."
Yuuri watched them with fond eyes till he noticed Yurio's jealousy spiked at
Victor's mention of their marriage. Victor and Yuuri had gotten married last
year after Yuuri finally won the gold in a major competition. Taking it in the
four continents. Yurio was Victors best man and Yuuri had Phichit, but the room
knew why Yurio was really there. While Yuuri and Victor had the first dance,
Yuuri and Yuri had a dance right after. Just as romantic and sweet. Long story
short they all got married the best they could that day. But the fact remained
that Yurio was still unable to marry so he couldn't get married. "Victor
darling you know that's only because I couldn't marry Yurio." He smiles at
Victor, being playful but giving Yurio that security he needed from his momma.
Otabek laughed out loud, kissing Yurio back as they bickered. This was the
cutest little relationship. "You know if it comes to it, you guys can divorce
then they can get married. And by then maybe me and Victor can get married." He
laughs. Offering a ridiculous answer to the ridiculous situation. He really
liked this family. Yurio visibly considered the idea before he said he would
marry Victor. He wasn’t exactly fond of Otabek marrying him either. Victor
noticed the attention in Yurio, and quickly moved to drape himself over the
newest family member, "well Beeeeka, we would make a stunning couple" he said
charmingly. Yurio fluffed back up and hugged Beka again, shushing Victor away.
It was starting to make Yurio agitated.
Yuuri rolls his eyes at Yurio's possessiveness and sighs. "Baby that's not
nice. Daddy just wants some affection, you can't keep us from him." It was a
soft scolding and Yuuri only showed love in his eyes but is still keying him
know this isn't ok and he needs to work on it. Yuuri then leans over and kisses
Victor softly. "No divorcing either. You can marry Beka then we can all go on a
big honeymoon since Victor and I decided not to take one."
Yuri had since stopped listening, he was tense and his eyes closed. "Then tell
him to stop being mean" he snapped back to Yuuri, only to widen his eyes in
shock and regret. He didn't mean to snap at Yuuri, Victor was just stirring him
up. Yuri never snapped at Yuuri, he loved him, and never wanted to do that. He
may yell at Victor all the time, but never at Yuuri. You could clearly see in
his eyes the regret, but he didn't quite know what to say from that.
Yuuri startled at the words, having been unaware of how much this was working
Yurio up. He sighs softly and takes his hand from around Beka, giving him a
squeeze so he knew he didn't have to speak anymore. He was stressed, Yuuri saw
that. Otabek noticed the snap too and blinked with a bit of shock. It was
interesting noticing Yurio's little triggers with in just speaking. Beka gave
him a tighter hug and kissed the back of his neck.
Victor however, took this as an opportunity to move them on. "Well if my little
boy is being all attention seeky today, how about we make today something to
remember hmm? How about we all get dressed up and we go out, a date if you
will". "You know a date sounds great. I have a nice suit at my house, Victor if
you want to bring one of yours we can go get changed and let our lovely boys
get dressed here and it can a proper little outing." Yuuri's eyes grew wide and
a big smile spread on his face. That was so adorable. He had no idea Otabek
could be so romantic. Yuuri gave a little blush and looked to Victor. "That
does sound nice, you guys can pick me and Yurio up like proper gentlemen."
Victor all but glowed. He loved the idea. "Wonderful idea! I'll get my suit!"
He said dashing off to find the appropriate suit. Yuri nuzzled Bekas' neck
before slipping off and moving to Yuuri. "Looks like we need to get ready,
huh?" He asked with a smile.
Yuuri smiled at his baby as he stood, taking his hands as he stood up with him
and leaned in for a kiss. "That we should. I think we need to show these boys
just how lucky they are." Yuuri gave Otabek a wink before toting Yurio to their
room. Yuuri kisses Victor upon entry, giving him a soft good bye before he lets
them leave with his suit.
Chapter End Notes
     And im back! please let me know what you think! I tried to make it a
     bit longer for you all haha
***** Momma and Son get ready for the Date *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Yuri happily followed Yuuri to the bedroom, moving into the large wardrobe to
look at all of Yuuri's clothes. He was excited, he loved getting dolled up, and
Yuuri always looked so beautiful. Realistically it wasn’t just a wardrobe. The
room was huge, with clothes lining the walls. Through the middle, there was
plush carpet, and expensive looking day bed's lining the centre. Shoes
decorated racks up the walls, and down the end, there was a large makeup
station with lights and mirrors.
On the back of the door were fabulous, luxurious dressing gowns that were
beautiful coloured sheer mesh, with expensive furrs lining the edges. This room
was made for luxury. All Victor's doing, naturally. Yuuri followed Yurio to the
room and sat on the daybed in the centre. Long legs crossed and eyes glittering
with happiness as Yurio starts to shuffle through all their clothes. Oh, he
loved when Yurio gets excited. "What should we wear baby. I think you need to
pick out our outfits tonight."
Yurio span back to look at Yuuri excitedly, "I get to pick?" He asked happily
before looking back to the clothes. "I want us to look pretty... this is Beka's
first family date," he said happily, head falling to the side as he thought. He
smiled as he pulled out two dresses, a deep blue dress with gems and capped
sleeves, and a black strapless with a slit up the side. "These?" He said
happily, bringing them back to Yuuri. "I think you might kill them if we wear
those baby." He knew how Victor got when they wore dresses, and he can only
imagine how Otabek would feel seeing them all prettied up like that.
Yuuri laughed and winked at him as he took the dress from his hands and held it
to his body. The short skirt only came to his mid-thigh. He smiled in the
mirror and smirked at Yurio. "What else?" He loves letting Yurio get creative.
He was so smart when thinking up outfits. Yurio definitely knew his lover's
bodies well. "And I assume you're putting me in panties baby?"
Yurio trotted around and pulled out some dazzling blue heels for Yuuri and some
black ones for him. He found himself a choker to match but wanted to leave
Yuuri with a neck bare. He found Yuuri a small decorative bag but didn't get
one for himself, he knew he would lose it if he took one, and Victor wouldn’t
buy him replacements forever. Finally, he pulled out two pairs of elegant
panties and thigh highs and garter belts for Yuuri. "This." He said laying it
all out. "Your gonna look so pretty."
"I'm telling you Yurio, you need to be a personal stylist after you retire from
skating. You know just what to put together." Yuuri said to him as he wandered
over, while Yurio had found their clothes he had stripped down, ready to dress.
He kissed Yuri's cheek as he started to pull the clothes onto his perfect body.
The panties and thigh highs first were put on first, then the garter to hold
them up. He slips on the heels and walks around s but, feeling the move meant
of the straps and the structure of the heel. His thighs rub softly as he walks
and he turns in the mirror to see his butt. "I like these ones." Yuuri laughs
and eyeballs Yurio. "Well come on, this isn't half as fun unless you're
changing too darling."
Yuri quickly stripped down and started pulling his own clothes on. Once he was
sure Yurio was dressing, Yuuri picked up the dress next and slipped it on. He
loved wearing dresses, they were so freeing and honestly, he felt like he just
looked good in them. I also helped that he never really like presenting as
strictly masculine. That just wasn't him. He slipped on the tall sparkling
heels next and kicked his leg up behind him in the mirror. He looked gorgeous.
He knew he wasn’t as pretty as Yuuri, but he was pretty proud of how good he
looked when he was all done up. The heels made his legs amazing.
"I don't know how you do it but I look stunning once again." He looks to Yurio
and smiles coming over to run his fringed through his hair. "And you my baby
look absolutely delicious like that." He purred and sealed his arms over
Yurio's shoulders, hunched down to kiss him properly it was a lovely bonus that
Yurio was only about the size of his chest. He tugged him close and locked his
arms around his shoulders. Clearly, Yuuri wanted to kiss a little before
anything else. This was such a special time for Yuri, having Yuuri's complete
focus, having every moment be special between them. His fingers wrapped into
Yuuri's dress, leaning up to kiss him deeply. He wanted to lose himself in the
love they shared.
Once he pulled away from the kiss, he looked at Yuuri all dressed up and
beautiful. He was absolutely stunning. He wanted to see him like this all the
time, the confidence that radiated out of him when he felt good in something.
That's why he loved dressing him up so much. "You're beautiful," he told him
before he kissed him again. "So are you," Yuuri whispered back lips returning
over and over. Yuuri loved kissing Yurio, his sweet little baby always tasted
as good as he looked. His body warmed as Yurio clung to him, happily accepting
him into his lap. For just a moment he softly grinds into Yurio, humming with
pleasure at the feeling. "I love you, Yuri." He mumbles on Yurio's lips before
giving him a small nuzzle.
With that Yuuri leaves Yurio and stands gracefully on his heels once more,
walking with legs out of a model's dreams. He leaves the closet in favour of
the large variety in the bathroom. Flicking on the mirror lights and taking in
his naked face Yuuri lightly touches the skin of his cheeks. His skin care
products were doing wonders for him really. Yuuri sits on the stool a good bit
away from the counter, waiting for Yurio, for he knew the younger one would
want to straddle his lap as they do makeup together.
Yurio was quick to follow, following Yuuri to the makeup station and seeing
that there was space for him left on his momma's lap. He slipped into Yuuri's
lap, smiling into the mirror before reaching for the makeup. Yuuri smiled back
to him, nuzzling his ear before sitting back. Yurio didn't usually wear a lot
of makeup, it tended to get ruined by the end of the night. However, flawless
skin, eyeliner and mascara never looked bad. "We look so pretty today momma"
"Pretty? Oh, baby, I think you mean drop dead gorgeous. The boys will be a mess
when they see us." Yuuri chuckled warmly, applying his foundation and contour
as easily as ever. Makeup was calming to him, and he always felt amazingly
confident afterwards. Yuuri did his eyes next, deep blues in a rich smoky eye,
then a sharp wing of eyeliner to make him stand out. Yuuri looked more and more
tempting with every moment. Next he planned to move on to lips, but be paused,
instead, he chose to start nibbling and sucking on Yurio's next. Getting soft
dark marks on his neck.
Yurio's mouth dropped open, head falling to the side as he gasped. "M-momma" he
whispered softly, leaning into him as Yuuri made the dark marks into his skin.
He loved being marked up like this, showing that he was claimed and that his
momma loved him. He could feel Yuuri smirk into his skin and lead a line of
kisses up his jaw. "What?~" he purred back sweet as ever. Sinful lips leaving
splotches in their wake as they spoke. "I'm just completing the look. I thought
some nice bruises would match the makeup." Yuuri winked at Yurio in the mirror
before kissing his cheek. "What lipstick should I wear baby? More neutral or
red?" Yuuri's hands never stopped rubbing Yurio's sides. Keeping him in this
state of fuzzy the whole time. "And I think you should make momma match you,"
Yuuri smirks in the mirror and cocks his head. "Let the boys see what we get up
to alone." All the dirty talk was enough to make Yurio's mind fuzzy and fluffy,
making him stutter and flush.
"Momma,l... red, wear red" be told him breathlessly. Yuuri was in a feisty
mood, which meant he was going to be covered in red by the end of the night. He
flipped over so he was sitting more ladylike in Yuuri's lap. He quickly leaned
up to attach to his neck while Yuuri plucked a deep red lipstick from the bunch
and started to paint his lips. The dark colour completed the look. Tying it all
together. He tips his head to the side so Yurio could easily bite and nibble
his skin, making his own brand of hickies on him. "We can put one cover up on
them so when it fades the boys know we were getting into our own fun." Yuuri
cooed, pulling Yurio's hips on close eagerly cradling his body in to get him
closer. "We should get going soon, sweetheart."
Yurio pulled back to clear his head, getting everything to be a bit calmer.
"Ok, cover them up, then we go" he nodded before reaching for the concealer
behind him. The benefit of the makeup being that both Yuri and Yuuri were pale
as fuck, so most of the makeup would compliment both of their skin tones. He
quickly covered Yuuri's hickies before handing the makeup to him to cover his
own neck.
Yuuri grins and blends the foundation into his skin till nothing could be seen.
Their boys were in for such a surprise. He giggles kissing Yurio once with dry
lips and smiles. "Let's get going, sweetie." He gets Yurio off his lap then and
leads him into the kitchen, waiting for their men to pick them up.
Chapter End Notes
     They are so pretty, Its going to be a great night.
     Let me know what you think!
***** The Suits *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Summary
     Beka and Victor get ready
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Victor happily kissed Yuuri goodbye before heading out and waiting while Yuuri
smirked to Otabek. Otabek smiled with a light blush at the smirk Yuuri gives
him. Oh lord, what a beautiful man. He was so lucky to be here. Otabek greeted
Victor as they walked out and took him to his car. Otabek parked last so it
made the most sense for him to drive. "I'm glad they liked the idea. That
got...kinda intense." Beka said, running his hand over his neck. "Yes it did,
didn't it.... I may have pushed Yuri a bit too far, he was already a bit
unnerved with the whole revelation thing" he said with a sigh. "He can get a
bit anxious, but if one thing cheers him up, it's playing dress up with Yuuri".
Otabek nodded and smiled, finding the image of Yurio dressing himself and Yuuri
in nice clothes adorable to him. He was such a sweet boy, what would he do
without him. "I'm glad he has that. I hope we'll look halfway decent next to
them." He laughed, nudging Victor's shoulder. Victor laughed, "of course we
will!" He said brightly, "don't worry, I'll make sure we match our boys just
fine," he said happily, starting to memorize the way to Otabek's apartment for
future reference.
Otabek hummed as they pulled up at his place, getting out of the car and
walking into his home. He was kind of nervous honestly. He didn't really have
that nice of a suit. He wore the same one to all the skating events. Would
Victor like it? Would he judge him? "My rooms right over here, sorry it's not
that much." He said as he lead Victor in. He hoped this was ok for him. Victor
all but bounded into Otabek's home, smiling brightly. "Why are you apologizing?
We have a big house because there are 3 of us and Yurio is one of them" He said
with a laugh before continuing," you live alone, for now, your place is
perfect" he said patting him on the back before dragging him to the bedroom.
Otabek was mostly surprised at the 'for now' part, a small piece of him hoping
that Victor meant they'd take him in one Day soon. Then they could all ice in
that stupidity large, stupidly beautiful hope. They had the space that's for
sure. He smiles before shaking his head at Victor.he was something else.
"Show me your suit," Victor said sitting on the bed, his energy changing from
the boisterous Victor he usually was to game mode. They needed to look perfect
to stand up to what he knew their boys would be. "Let me go put it on I'll be
back." Otabek hummed before going into his bathroom with his suit. Otabek
didn't waste any time in primping, he simply dressed and put a comb through his
hair again before going back out. The suit was old and handsome. Well-worn and
fit him nicely, it was good. But it didn't wow anyone. "So? What do you think?"
Victor had taken his place on the bed, folding fingers in front of his mouth as
he stared intently at the door. Then Otabek walked out and... it wasn't bad?
But it wasn't great. He stood up and picked up one of the two suit bags he had
brought before handing it to him. "Put that on, it will look better," he said
bluntly. Victor wasn't always the greatest at sweet words. It wasn't always
necessary. And right now, Otabek needed to look amazing. Why did he even have
that suit?!
Otabek had to hide his disappointment. Was it that bad? This was his only suit.
Sure it wasn't designer but it wasn't that awful. He shuffled into the bathroom
again before frowning. Victor had to work to make him look attractive. This
wasn't fair. He dressed quickly but stopped when he saw himself in the mirror.
He didn't know how Victor did it but the suit fit him like a glove. The black
was sleek and crisp, clearly new. And the way it hugged his body was
everything. Otabek stepped out, looking as shocked as he felt. "How did you..."
Victor beamed. That was much better. He grabbed Otabek's hand, pulling him to
the centre of the room before circling him, inspecting him in every way. "Much
better, your other one was fine, but I'm afraid fine won't cut it tonight, not
against our boys," he said coming to a stop. "More importantly, how do you
feel?" He asked looking him square in the eye. "I want you to feel confident,
powerful, beautiful," he said nodding. True, Otabek needed his shoes and to do
his hair, but he was going to look great.
Otabek looked up into Victor's gaze and gulps. it was intense. His eyes were so
blue and open, Otabek saw everything he was feeling. This incredibly handsome
man clearly saw him as beautiful. Saw him as handsome. Otabek stood a bit
straighter with a flush of confidence rushes through him. "I feel great," he
answered finally, a smile on his lips. "Thank you." he runs his fingers through
his hair, taking a step back.Victor saw the confidence fill him, and it was
wonderful. He loved building people up like this, special people, ones he cared
about them. "I should do my hair. do you by chance have a pair of magic shoes
too? my old shoes would probably make you start crying". "Don't worry, I got
you," he said with a bright smile, pulling away and pulling some shoes out of
the bag. "You will wear those, and now for your hair," he said pulling him into
the bathroom. He pulled out some products for his hair, warming up his hands
before going to town with styling. He was going to make Otabek feel amazing.
Soon enough Otabek's hair was slicked back and styled perfectly, making his
face look strong and handsome. He turned Otabek to the mirror with a smile.
"What do you think?"
He wasn't used to being this pampered. Normally he had to be the one doing the
pampering. While Victor though he was allowed to feel small, relaxed and feel
taken care of. Otabek shut his eyes as Victor worked with his hair, opening
them at the end to find a new man. Damn, he looked good. "Can you dress me
every day?" He laughs looking at his hair from all angles so he can see just
how good he looked, "No, but ill teach you" he laughed brightly, loving the way
Otabek was checking himself out. Otabek stood after that and hugged Victor, for
once thankful for his height, and tucked his head in under Victor's chin.
"Thank you." He smiles before stretching up and boldly giving Victor a soft
kiss. Victor's eyes widened. He let Otabek pull away, looking down at Otabek's
sweet face. He was trying. He gave him a warm smile, hugging him closer before
gently kissing Otabek's cheek. He was so sweet. He wanted him to take his time,
he wasn't going to push it. As much as he wanted to grip his chin and kiss him
properly, he wanted the little Kazakh to take his time, and warm up to him
properly. He was a gentleman.
Otabek was glad Victor didn't do anything more than hug him back. He just
wanted to thank him not start something up. He pressed into the cheek kiss.
This was really nice actually. Otabek stepped back after that and straightened
his suit. "Alright, it's your turn now. I wanna watch you dress up." Otabeks
smile was very handsome. It was a shame the kid didn't smile more on the ice
and in public, he was so attractive. He laughed, "you want to watch?" he asked
stepping back and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Otabek's smile was so sweet. He
wanted him to smile more. "Well you know I like being watched," he said with a
smirk and a wink. He was such a flirt. He made a show of undressing just to
make a point, before quickly pulling on his suit, and fixing his hair. He was
enjoying his time with Otabek, he was glad he was here.
Otabek's ears had turned pink as he watched Victor and chuckled back. It’s so
odd to see this living legend act like nothing but a teenager. His suit was a
dark grey that made his hair shine, a light blue tie strung around his neck to
make his eyes even more brilliant. Victor was so handsome. His hair was quick
to style, taking the hairspray and Victor's careful fingers without fighting.
Otabek grinned as Victor turned with a flourish. “Very nice, there’s a reason
you’re the best dressed at all events.”
Victor smiled as he turned back to Otabek, "Yes that is true, however, you
might have to fight Chris or Pichit for that, or maybe even Mila, they don't go
down without a fight" he said with a wink. He moved over to his stuff before
making sure he had everything he needed. "Now, is all this ok to stay here
tonight? I assume we will go back to our place and we can fetch them in the
morning" he said standing back up. “Yeah, I don’t see why not.” Otabek shrugged
crossing the room to get the door for Victor. “Guess it’s time to go get the
boys.” He smiled letting Victor exit first before letting himself out of the
room. It didn’t take them long to get back to the house, both of them itching
to see their boys. It was going to be a fun night.
Chapter End Notes
     Hello all again! I hope you like this one! I really like having beka
     and Victor together, they are sweet!
     Tell me what you think!
***** They are Ready! *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Summary
     All the boys are back together! and its time to head for the date!
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
They weren't surprised to find that the boys weren’t waiting for them by the
time they got back. They were both taking there sweet time getting ready. It’s
another fifteen minutes before Yuuri and Yurio walk out but they couldn’t say
they were disappointed in the slightest. Victor had found himself sitting in
his favourite chair, waiting for their inevitable dramatic entrance, and they
looked stunning. They both walked out looking sultry and perfect, ready to
absolutely wreck them both.
Yuuri went to Victor while Yurio stepped towards Otabek, shocked he looked so
good. He was used to Victor dressing up but seeing Otabek properly dressed...
He looked amazing. "Beka... You look great" he told him with a bright smile.
"Victor picked just the right suit" he praised, tugging lightly on Otabek's
jacket. Otabek, however, was in complete shock, not having expected them just
so dressed up. His mind was just filled with how sinfully gorgeous in all
aspects, and holy hell their legs.
Finally, he reacted, stopping the blush from reaching his cheeks. "You... You
do too" he stutters before looking over at the other beauty that was Yuuri
Katsuki. Yuuri kissed Victor pleased, pressing up against him. "hi" he smiled,
hands-on Victor's lapels and eyes narrowed with a focused gaze. Yuuri could
feel Otabek's eyes on him and it sent a softest shiver down his spine. "You did
it again. Otabek looks hot." he purred, purposely refusing to turn and look at
Otabek. Otabek wasn't ready for all of this.
Victor smirked, putting his hands on Yuuri's hips, "I do good work, but he is a
beautiful canvas." "you look amazing love," he said deeply before briefly
kissing his lips, taking his time to be as dramatic as they felt. He was fully
aware that Yuuri was putting on a show for Otabek, and he was fine with that.
Yuuri loved the attention. Both Yuri's did, Yuuri was just subtler about it.
Yurio smiled at the way Otabek stared at Yuuri, leaning up closer and trying
not to laugh at the blush that appeared. "Momma's pretty right? He looks so
good all dressed up... and thigh highs suit him" he said with a hum. "They
don't look that good on me... not when I'm dolled up, they look good on anyone
when they are the only thing you are wearing," he said nonchalantly. Yuuri
giggled against Victor's lips and slid both hands up to curl around his neck.
He pulls Victor close and dips back with the deep extravagant kiss. he melts in
Viktor's arms, tempted even to lift a leg onto his hip. When they broke apart
for air Yuuri turned his head to look at Otabek, still in Victor's dip. "Hey
there handsome, you clean up well." Otabek flushed darker. God, this wasn't
fair at all in any way shape or form. He looked down back at Yurio, leaning
down to kiss his cheek. "you look beautiful in anything." Yurio flushed a bit,
Otabek making his stomach flutter "I look beautiful out of everything too" he
said with a smirk, turning to kiss him quickly.
"Victor, where are you taking us?" Yurio asked suddenly, rounding on the older
man. "Calm down kitten, you will see" Victor replied, kissing Yuuri's neck.
Yuri felt his stomach tighten. Everyone was staring at Yuuri and it made him a
little antsy, he didn't know why, but it made him want to yell. Then Otabek
hugged him and kissed his cheek, making his stomach settle. He was ok. Victor
smiled and pulled Yuuri back up, before swinging the keys around his fingers.
"Alright, we all look stunning, are we all ready to go?"
On Victor's cue, Yuuri takes the keys and matches out. Sparkling heels clicking
on the floor. As he leads them out. “Alright boys don’t worry, I’m dd tonight.”
He gives a look at Victor. “That means you and Otabek can drink not Yuri.”
Yuuri knew that the drinking age in Russia was different, and that Yuri would
definitely try to drink, and that Victor would definitely try to help. He
didn’t exactly like that fact. Yuri giggled at the statement, rolling his eyes.
Victor winked at Yurio, and he smiled. Both of them knowing that they weren't
going to listen to Yuuri. He wouldn’t be able to stop him. If he stopped Victor
from getting him drinks he would get someone else to buy it.
"Let's go!" Yurio said excitedly before pulling Otabek out of the car, Victor
leading Yuuri out with a warm smile. Victor was very happy to see their little
family going on a proper date. it was going to be so much fun. Otabek was a
little nervous for the outing. He wanted this to go well for all of them. The
group vibe was so warm and happy he didn’t want to mess that up somehow. Yuri
and himself sat in the back with Yuuri driving and Victor in shotgun. They held
hands in the middle immediately. Yuuri smiling at the touch and pulling out of
the driveway one-handed like a pro. Otabek put his arm around Yurio as they
headed off smiling to himself. This would be a nice first run. It had to be.
Chapter End Notes
     I'm super sorry I haven't updated sooner! I want to update more
     regularly but life is life! Thank you for sticking with me and thank
     you for all the comments! it's the main reason I'm able to come back
     and write more for you all!!!
     Thank you, everyone!!!!
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***** The Club *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Notes
     OK so i know i said this chapter would be very long, but i lied. I
     decided to divide the future bits into two chapters untill they
     leave, sooo... more content??? Hope you enjoy!
Yurio cuddled into Otabek's side as they drove, enjoying the energy that was
buzzing in the car. Yuuri took them to what looked like a high-end nightclub.
The bouncer out the front kept out a line of rowdy people, all thinking
themselves better than the next. It also had valet, which was one of the
reasons they came here. “Come on boys let’s get dancing,” Yuuri said leading
them all into the club, Victor proudly showing off his family as they moved
past the line. They didn’t need to wait, and the people who did stared at them
in both awe and jealousy.
Once inside Victor kissed Yuuri's cheek and left for the bar, looking to get
them all their first drinks. Yurio grabbed Otabek and Yuuri's hands, laughing
as he pulled both of them onto the floor. They all looked fantastic, and he
knew Yuuri looked even better when he moved. He wanted everyone to enjoy
themselves tonight. Otabek stumbled after the pair, more unbalanced in his
dress shoes than the other two in heels. He stuffed down the nerves in his
chest and focused on the blonde that was currently pressing himself up against
him. Otabek was grateful that Yurio was taking the lead, he didn’t know if he
was ready for Yuuri quite yet, and he sure as hell wasn't ready to watch Yuri
grind on Yuuri.
Otabek danced with Yuri smiling, holding the boy's hips and enjoying the way he
moves, the soft curve of his hips and the not too subtle way the other pressed
their hips together. Yuuri smiled at them and smirked as a nameless stranger
came up to him. With confidence and suave, he starts to dance with him, rolling
and grinding his hips in ways that made his body look hotter than ever. The man
wasted no time in touching him and holding the swell of his hips. Trailing on
his thighs and dancing over the tops of his thigh highs. Hot. Yurio was quite
happy to have Beka's attention, hands on his body and smile lighting up his
face. But then his eyes fell on Yuuri grinding up with some random and his
jealousy flared. He spun in Beka's arms, keeping his hands on him before
pulling Yuuri's hand, pulling him from the random to dance with them.
Yuuri fell at the sharp tug on his hand, stumbling right between the pair. “He
doesn’t get you,” Yurio said bluntly, leaning up to kiss his cheek. Yuuri
smiled softly, having forgotten for a moment that it wasn’t just a night out
with Victor. He couldn’t just go for shock value and jealousy. His baby was
here. He stops to take Yuri's jaw and give him a deep tender kiss. “I’m sorry
darling, I just didn’t want Beka to be overwhelmed, thought you needed some
space.” He kisses his cheek. “My mistake.” Yuuri then moved his hands down to
Yurio's hips, spinning him around and starting to dance happily, willing Yurio
to let go and enjoy the fun.
Victor came onto the floor a few moments later, handing a drink to Otabek to
help him relax. He had his own drink, and sipped it, not giving it to either of
the Yuri's, Yuuri was designated driver tonight, and Yuri wouldn’t start until
Yuuri was distracted when he couldn’t pin who was getting the blonde drinks.
Otabek gladly took the drink from his hand and took a swig. Damn, he needed
that tonight. With Yurio grinding on him like that, Yuuri looking like a sex
goddess and Victor eyeing him up like candy Otabek's head was already starting
to spin.
Yurio moved in time with Yuuri, refusing to just be distracted, he was too
sober for that. "He's fine, no one is allowed to touch you," he told him
pouting for a moment, not liking the fact that Yuuri had let someone else touch
him like that. Who cared if Otabek was overwhelmed, he would be fine in the
end, his momma wasn’t to be touched by creepy strangers. Yuuri smirks at his
words and takes Yuri's hands, placing them right above his thigh highs, before
wrapping his arms around his shoulders. “If he can't touch will you?” He purrs
dancing up close on Yurio now, teasing his baby in ways he knows just drive him
wild.
Otabek ogles them, gulping as Yurio's hands get placed right under his dresses
skirt. Holy fuck that was hot. Victor smirked at the dancing pair, before he
grabbed Otabek's hand, leading him to a table to let him breathe, Yurio wasn't
letting Yuuri go for a while, and he wanted at least someone else to know where
their table would be. "How are you feeling? Overwhelmed?" he asked sitting down
and putting the drinks on the table. "Take a breather and a drink while you
can" Victor advised, taking another sip of his drink. “Yeah just... do they
know how hot they are?” Otabek almost choked out, and it wasn’t a false
statement either. They had the eyes of almost every single male in the
joint."Yes, yes they do" Victor laughed. "They like showing off, and Yuuri
loves the attention, it's his eros mode, loves to come out in times like this,"
he said with a smile. "But, they won't bite, not unless you ask them too. Drink
up, you're going to have a wild night tonight" he offered, "I suspect Yuuri
will target you, and Yurio will let him. Yuuri likes your attention, and wants
to know you, and Yurio wants Yuuri distracted enough that he can drink,
therefore, you are the centre"
Yuri had lit up at the attention, his hands running along Yuuri's skin, moving
softly to tease. "I would do so much more than touch if you would let me" he
whispered to Yuuri, moving in time with him. He knew Yuuri wouldn't let him do
much in public, but flirting never harmed anyone. Yuuri laughed, the warmth of
Yurio's hands making him itch to go further. "oh yeah? such big words." he
purred, turning in Yurio's arms to grind back against him. despite their
height, Yuuri still managed to rock against him with the beat. He moaned softly
at his own actions, taking note of everybody watching him. "Come on baby, show
these guys who momma belongs to." He purred, making Yurio shiver. "Your mine.
All mine. And no one here can touch you" Yurio whispered, pulling Yuuri back so
he could kiss his neck.
Otabek lets out a laugh at Victor's words. So blunt with the words. "Good to
know." He replied as Victor told him that he would be Yuuri's target tonight.
That was a lot of man to handle. He could barely handle Yurio during their
first time. He'd cum early again, he's sure. Otabek took a large swig of the
burning drink and sighed. He was sure he was going to die. Victor laughed.
"Don't fret, just enjoy, Yuuri knows what he wants, and what to do" he said
from behind his glass, watching the lovely pair on the floor. He couldn't wait
till later, but there was so much fun in the anticipation.
"Your's baby." Yuuri gave back, letting their dance bring in a crowd. Yuuri
ended up turning around once more and kissing Yurio, one gorgeous leg up on his
hip as he attempts to suck Yuri's soul straight out of his mouth. Yurio was
instantly lost in the kiss. He rocked his hips up to Yuuri's, holding the leg
around him, completely enthralled by his momma. Otabek was sweating from the
booth, having finished his first drink already and was nursing his next. He
watched the two dolled up boys with tipsy hazed eyes, focused solely on the
movements of two pretty skaters.
Yuuri soon backed Yurio all the way up to their booth, lifting him onto the
table and laying hip out over the shiny surface. This was what Yurio loved
about being in this club. It was freeing, no one cared what they did, and if
anything, they enjoyed the sight. They hadn't had a drop to drink and yet Yuuri
was climbing on top of him, making a spectacle out of themselves. Their lips
parted with a smack and Yuuri leaned up to kiss Victor dirtily as greeting.
"Enjoying the show Beka?" He asked, turning to him, smoky eyes lidded and
lusty, body dripping with sex appeal as he hovers over a blissed out Yurio.
Victor smiled as Yuuri showed off. The games had started. Yurio has completely
checked out, eyes glossed over as he panted up to Yuuri. “I’m sure he is love,
why don’t you torture just one of them and let the other breathe for a while?”
Victor asked Yuuri smoothly. Yurio whined, not wanting the attention to stop.
Beka nodded softly, eyes doing sprints between the two beauties before him. He
didn’t know where to look, but everywhere was mind blowing.
Yuuri pushed back his hair before looking back at Victor. "But playing with
both of them is so much fun." he giggled leaning down and nuzzling into Yurio's
neck. “Be good for momma and play with daddy ok? I’m gonna have some fun with
Beka bear.” He smirks before getting off of Yurio, a sharp turn and he’s
crawling into Otabek's lap. Yurio smiled to himself before slipping off the
table and sliding into Victor's lap. "Hi daddy" he whispered to him with a
smile, tugging on Victor's jacket.
Otabek couldn’t stop staring. The lace under their skirts, their voices filled
with love, and the sensual crawl Yuuri made over to him. It was sinful, and it
gave him goosebumps. Before he knew what was happening he had a lap of what was
truly the sexiest man alive. Yuuri smiled and leaned into Beka, watching the
way he shivered. "Hi there Beka... " he whispered, wrapping his hands around
the back of his neck. "Havin fun?" he asked with a lusty smile.
***** Yurio and Victor's night in town *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Notes
     Hey everyone!
     Im so sorry its taken so long for an update. Life got really bad for
     a bit, just a snapshot idea, my dogs gone blind, my rabbit died and
     my cat has cancer, so its been a bit difficult to actually find
     motivation!
     hope you dont mind, but this isnt going to be stopped any time soon!
Victor grinned at his husband, who had started leading Otabek away to the dance
floor. He could tell that Yuuri was excited, he had been staring at Otabek all
night. He wouldn’t be complaining, Yurio had listened right away and soon the
boy in the little black dress was on his lap and purring to him like the kitten
he was. "Hi there baby, Did momma get you all riled?" Victor asked, smirk on
his lips as he moved into mouth soft kisses on the blonde’s neck. Yurio smiled
brightly as Victor started to attack his skin, his breath hitching as he leaned
up to meet the kisses. "Yeah huh" he breathed, pulling his hands up to Victor's
hair, "But momma is playing with Beka now, which means I'm all yours," he said
tugging him away from his neck with a smirk. He kneeled up in Victor’s lap,
knees set either side of his legs and hands still buried in the silver hair,
pulling Victor’s head back so he could look down to Victor. "Now are you gonna
buy me a drink or am I gonna have to earn it?"
Victor smirked at the answer. Yurio was never simple, he was always feisty, and
when it was just him and his baby, Yurio’s attitude returned full force, no
Momma to reign him in. It was ok, he loved the challenge, the game that came
with his little kitten’s fight, and seeing him slowly give way to him. However,
there was nothing like having Yurio drop his sass and want his daddy's company.
He knew it was just hard for Yurio to be away from Yuuri, and that Yurio loved
him all the same, but it was very nice stealing his attention away from Yuuri
just for a little bit. Victor hummed, tugging his head lightly in Yurio’s
hands, feeling the tension the younger had, keeping his hair tight in his
fingers. He let his hands wander up Yurio’s sides, up to his hips as he
pretended to weigh his options. Suddenly he pulled Yuri down into his lap,
making the other gasp and loosen his hold on his hair. Victor leaned in,
letting Yuri buy into the anticipation before growling out “earn it.”
Yurio smirked at Victor’s words, letting a small shiver run down his back,
spreading his legs and sliding down to rest flush in Victor's lap. His dress
was riding up his thighs, heels clicking against the table as he started his
show. "Gladly" he whispered in his ear, rocking his hips forward before he bit
onto Victor's ear lightly. Yurio loved the game. Both knew what they liked.
They loved the power play, seeing who would come out on top, best the other and
get the reward they sought. He started to kiss down Victor’s neck, nudging his
chin up so he would tip his head back. Victor let his head fall back to the
couch, following his little kitten’s commands and let Yuri earn his way to a
drink. His thumbs stroked Yurio's hips and he guided him in his grinding,
angling his hips just so they lined up perfectly. "Good boy." he purred, moving
one hand down the youngers thigh to let his singers play at the edge of his
dress. Yuri kept his lips kissing along his skin, making small nips as he
pleased. "You did a very good job dressing up. makes me want to show you off."
Victor praised, slowly guiding his fingers up under the black fabric that hid
his kitten’s skin from him.
Yuri hummed happily against Victor’s skin, moaning at the grinding and the
praise. He hadn't played with Daddy for a while, he had missed it. He kissed
his way back up his neck, whispering a "Thank you daddy" into his ear, letting
little huffs and moans come out with each grind. He loved riling his daddy up,
never playing fair. He could tell Victor didn’t mind, he could feel how much he
was enjoying this anyway. He nipped at Victor’s ear, letting his eyes wander
past the silver hair to spy a half-full glass of something he was sure was
delicious, that he also knew was the glass of one Otabek Altin. He smirked to
himself and let out little moans as he moved his free hand slip behind him and
pick up Otabek's half empty glass, bringing it around behind Victor so he
wouldn't see. "You wanna show me off? I'll do whatever you want..." he teased
before kissing his jaw.
Victor enjoyed every moment of Yuri’s attention, every kiss, touch and moan.
However, he heard a clink of a glass and knew Yurio had taken a drink. Victor
smirked and moved up to his ear. "I do, but I can’t show off naughty boys who
drink before they've earned it," he grinned and nibbled his ear, hands coming
to his ass and gripping hard. Yuri’s smirk fell, almost pouting that the other
had caught him before he had even taken a sip. "I think I might have to give
you a spanking. Do you need a spanking baby?"
That brightened the other up. Yurio laughed breathily, leaning into Victor's
hands. "But daddy, I haven't had anything to drink yet" he said with the most
innocent voice he can manage. "But I guess I can't call myself good... I did
borrow Otabek's drink, not that I've had it yet" smirk growing wide on his
lips. "I think I need to make up for it.... I think I need a spanking" he
whispered needily, rocking into Victor’s strong hands. Victor chuckled and with
sudden power he gave a swat to the right side of Yuri's wiggling ass. “You’re a
naughty boy thinking you could get away with that.” He growled to the blonde,
making him gasp. "I’m sorry daddy." Yurio whispered, letting his arms move up
and drape around Victor's neck. He pushed his hips back, leaning into his hand.
"Punish me? more?" he asked with a breathy voice, eyes wide and innocent, only
Victor could see the lust hidden behind them.
“You know you’re not supposed to like your punishments.” Victor chuckled,
giving another firm hand to his ass but this time on the other cheek. “But you
don’t care do you baby?” He purred, kissing behind his ear, "I like them
anyway" Yurio breathed, kissing Victor's neck before Victor's hand came down in
two more firm spanks, making Yurio moan lewdly. If the club wasn’t so loud and
crowded, Victor may have worried that they would cause a scene. Yurio wasn’t
exactly subtle. But this wasn’t the first time they had fooled around at a
club, and it wouldn’t be the last. “What do you say baby, four more?” Victor
asked with a purr, "Four more Daddy, please" Yurio moaned, rocking back again,
“Four more, and then I can have a drink?" he asked with a smirk, pulling back
and pressing his forehead to Victor's. He wanted his prize. Victor knew he was
going to cave, and Yuri knew that too. This was all just foreplay for later.
Victor grunted as the sweet moans spilled into his ear. God his baby was hot.
It had been far too long since he’s had some alone time with his baby boy. “You
can get a drink after four more and you give me a kiss.” He mumbles landing the
first of four hard spanks to his ass, Yurio nodding as he spoke and moaning as
the hand landed on his ass. "Yes Daddy" Yurio moaned out, clinging to Victor as
his skin tingled. “And count them.” Victor added, a smirk on his lips as he saw
the pleasure and pain spark over his baby’s face. Yurio stared back into his
eyes defiantly, starting to pant.
“One Daddy” he said clear and strong. It was stinging just slightly, Victor
never pulled his hits, but it would be just that much sweeter in the end. Yuri
could always tell when the next hit was coming, Victor would stroke his ass
smoothly and sweetly, trying to lull him into comfort. Then his palm would lift
of just slightly, only to be followed by a lightning-quick smack with not even
time to blink between the movements. The second hit came quickly, a small gasp
falling from his lips, followed by “Two, Daddy” stated with just a little
waver. Four was nothing for him, he had gone far longer with far more hits, but
he could already feel the slight sting of tears in his eyes.
Victor savored the third hit. Landing it right where he would sit, and making
sure Yuri would feel it in the morning. Yuri would have to sit on it for the
rest of the night, remember that exact moment. Yuri knew it too and sparks shot
straight to his cock, already starting to strain in his panties. His eyes
fluttered and he called out a “Three Daddy”, making Victor groan at the sight
and sound of his kitten coming undone, just by a few swats to his ass.
After the fourth, he was rock hard under his skirt, the stinging on his ass
pushing him further and the small little tears fell off his lashes. And he had
just earned his drink. "Did I do good daddy?" he asked sweetly, batting his
eyes to his daddy. Victor kissed his cheeks, catching the little tears that sat
on his cheeks before tipping his head up and taking the kiss that he had been
promised. Yurio moaned loud and hard into the kiss, messy and careless as
Victor roughly groped his ass. They were both panting and hard as Victor pulled
away. “Very good baby boy, you can have the rest of Beka’s drink and I’ll go
order you your own” Victor said with a proud smile and a kiss to the cheek.
“Thankyou daddy, I love you so much” he told him sweetly before throwing back
what was left of Otabek’s drink. He had been drinking for years, he was a pro
at this point. Yuuri may not want him to, but he had been drinking since before
he met Yuuri, and he wasn’t stopping now. He placed the now empty glass on the
table, before stealing the rest of Victor’s, sculling it before Victor could
stop him. “Looks like we both need a refill daddy” he said innocently, placing
the glass back to the table.
Victor could only laugh. Yuri was going to get wasted tonight. He kissed his
cheek and moved to his ear to murmur a joyful “I love you kitten” before
kissing down his neck once more. “Refills it is. What do you want baby?” he
asked gently running his hands along his ass. “The strongest, and or, the most
expensive drink I can get,” Yuri said with a laugh, rocking his hips down
before pulling Victor into a heated kiss. He let Victor get lost in the kiss
before he pulled back again, “and make it a double.”
Victor laughed hard, Yuri had such expensive tastes. But this is what he got
for spoiling the boy. He stole one more kiss from the cocky blonde before
pushing him off his lap to the seat next to him, relishing in the slight flinch
he saw from the boy. Yuri grinned brightly, feeling the drinks already seeping
into his system. Victor quickly made his way to the bar and got them both two
of their strongest shots. He was cutting Yurio off after this, but he would get
him the sweet frozen drinks he was so fond of afterwards, just without the
alcohol. He wouldn’t notice, he would be too drunk after just this.
Victor returned to the table with the drinks, Yurio instantly sitting up and
reaching up for the drink. “Shots? Fun” Yurio said with a grin, “You trying to
get me drunk or something?” he asked with a bright laugh as the other sat down.
Victor hummed happily as he watched the other shot the alcohol down, followed
by the raspy gasp that followed and the hair spinning as Yuri shook his head,
it was a strong drink. Victor settled down next to the blonde, throwing back
his own drink and putting the glass away before taking Yuri back into his lap.
Yuri easily moved into Victor’s lap, feeling loose and happy. He was loving the
attention, and was slowly getting drunk enough to solely focus on his daddy,
and not anything, or anyone else. Which was rare for their little baby. “You
know it’s been a long time since I’ve had you all to myself” Victor hummed,
running his fingers up and down his back, and his lips up his neck. “Maybe I
should start punishing you more if you’re gonna keep picking Momma over me”
Victor said teasingly.
Yuri was almost shocked at the comment, but the alcohol in his system pushed
him to gloss over the pang. “You can punish me any time” he purred, not really
paying attention to the pout that still fell on his lips. “But momma’s momma.
You tellin me I should love momma less?” Yuri fired back, is fuzzy mind feeling
proud that he could find a sarcastic comment. Victor only smirked at the
comment, chuckling with Yuri as he tried to win the little game he had started.
It was cute. Yuri couldn’t even make a good come back any more, no matter how
smart drunk Yuri thought he was.
Yuri was so sweet when he was drunk. He would swing between cocky and
confident, to seductive, to his small little sweet kitten. Victor hummed and
shook his head, holding Yuri’s hips nice and close as he kissed his jaw. “No,
that’s not what I said” he reprimanded, Yuri’s brow falling just slightly, but
still eyes glossing over as he kissed and teased. “You show momma all your love
all the time. And im over here getting the cold shoulder… I don’t want you to
love momma less. I want you to show me more love…” he said swapping sides with
his kisses. “Unless you don’t love me any more…” he paused his kisses, his
hands holding his hips still. “Are Beka and momma all you need now?” he asked
coming back to look at his eyes.
He was met with wide eyes. Yuri’s mind slowly processing the idea that his
daddy might think he didn’t love him anymore. The panic hit him, his face
filling with fear, “NO!” he said urgently, “No no no, I need you too! I love
you, I always need you” he said nodding, drunkenly hoping that Victor would
believe him. Victor knew it was mean, but Yurio was just so adorable when he
pouted. “I love you” Yuri said softly, thumping his forehead against Victor’s
chin. “Don’t wanna loose you… I need you too” he said tugging lightly at
Victor’s Jacket.
“Need me? That’s so sweet baby I’m glad you do” Victor cooed softly, tipping
Yurio’s chin up and kisses his nose. “I love you too baby” he told him gently
before smothering Yurio in kisses, trying to wipe away any trace of the panic
he had put in him. Yuri relaxed in his arms, cuddling into him and reassuring
himself that his daddy loved him. “You should show me how much you love me”
Victor purred into Yuri’s ear, kissing his cheek softly as he felt Yuri shiver.
He liked that idea. Drunk Yuri really liked that idea.
Victor smirked, looking over to the dance floor, spying Yuuri and Otabek on the
dance floor, more specifically, Otabek pushing Yuuri up against the wall. Two
seconds away from fucking. They should probably leave soon. Yuri leaned forward
to kiss him, he wanted to show his daddy he loved him. He had loved him first
after all. Victor accepted the kiss happily. It had been a long time since
Yurio had only focused on him. He ran his fingers up under Yuri’s dress,
inching higher and higher with each circle they drew. His fingers brushed the
edge of Yuri’s panties, feeling the fabric move. Yuri was excited. He should
probably do something.
He didn’t get the chance to however, as Yuuri was suddenly slammed down on the
table, Otabek over the top of him and kissing Yuuri’s neck, purring deeply in
his ear. Yuuri’s eyes were glossed over but full of lust and fire. “Oh hi love”
Victor said simply, holding his drunk kitten up as he span around, wide-eyed.
“Momma! Are you havin a good night?” Yurio asked sweetly. “Baby, I think its
time to leave” Victor chuckled into Yurio’s ear, kissing his cheek and sliding
him into the booth next to him. “Yuuri, could you get the car? I think its time
to head off”.
***** Yuuri and Otabek's night at the club *****
Chapter by SicklySweet
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Otabek couldn't fully process what was actually happening right now. One moment
he's watching his two boyfriends make out on the table, the next Yuuri had
crawled into his lap, his thick warm thighs straddling his hips and hugging him
to his body. Holy fuck. "Hi there Beka... " Yuuri whispered to him, wrapping
his hands around the back of his neck. "Havin fun?" he asked with a lusty
smile. "Uh... yeah. Tons of fun," he stammered, eyes a bit wide as his hands
itch at his sides. Yurio was wonderful. He was his first love, his first time,
and god he loved everything about him. But Yuuri, there was something
completely different about Yuuri. It was that night and day that you saw on and
off the ice. That eros that seeped out of him and drew you in. It was all
directed completely at Otabek, and he could only really think of one thing. He
wanted to touch him.
Yuuri all but purred at the stuttering that came from the other. Otabek looked
like a startled deer, completely unaware of exactly what was happening. For
Yuuri, he was more than ok to show him exactly what was going on. "Good... I'm
glad you are enjoying yourself" he said running his hands down Beka's arms,
pulling Otabek's hands up onto his hips. Otabek's heart almost stopped.
Alright, and we are touching now. Yuuri's hips were wider than Yurio's, full
and strong. Not as soft as Yuri, but a much better handful. "But isn't sitting
just a bit boring? wouldn't you rather go dancing with me?" Yuuri asked
sweetly, watching the way Otabek’s thoughts clearly flicked over his face.
Otabek almost choked on the air and nodded dumbly. Yeah dancing would be so
good right now. To have Yuuri grinding up on him, fuck that'd be so nice. Yuuri
smiled and nodded Otabek clearly liked what he could see. He couldn’t wait to
bring him out of his shell, make him loose control and feel free. "Good boy" he
purred, slowly slipping off his lap and taking his hands. "Come on then" he
said pulling him onto the floor.
Otabek followed like a puppy, the hand holding his warm and strong, but
delicate. He couldn’t help but watch the way Yuuri’s hips swung, they were
hypnotizing. By no accident either. Yuuri made sure every movement he made was
perfect, enticing enough to make Beka focus only on him, and nothing else. And
by the time they reached the floor he was sure he had succeeded.
He spun around pulling Otabek's hands to his hips, pushing his back into
Otabek’s chest and grinding into him without hesitation. "Dont be shy" he
called over his shoulder, eyes full of lust and excitement. He knew what he
wanted, and he was very comfortable with just taking it, or in this case,
guiding Otabek to where they both wanted to be. Otabek slowly gained control of
himself and soon he was pulling Yuuri's hips back into him, moaning softly as
finally he was pressed against that ass that had been teasing him. It should be
illegal how Yuuri moved. It was surreal, Yuuri moved with a confidence that was
so different to Yurio’s. Yuuri had a calm control that was so comforting, but
an excitement that exuded from him.
Yuuri smiled as he rocked and ground into the other. Otabek was slowly getting
confidence. He let the music take him, rocking them back and forth in time with
the music, letting them set a slow and dirty pace. His hands moved back,
teasing down Otabek’s neck and down his own arms, onto Otabek’s. Otabek’s
fingers tightened on his hips, slowly picking up more control of the movements.
He found he could breathe, focus, and enjoy the time he had pressed against the
beautiful man in his arms.
The song changed and Yuuri smiled, before spinning around and wrapping an arm
around his neck, bringing them nice and close. He found himself face to face
with Otabek, smirking as he let his breath fly across the others skin. Otabek
was hot, and he was fully intending to play as much as he could. Every little
touch was a temptation, pushing him further into wanting everything this night
could give them.
Otabek was finding that dancing was definitely his forte. He kept up with Yuuri
and his movements very well. Holding him to his body in all the right places to
let him move but keep him close. He rocked with the rhythm, aiding him in the
spin as he yanks those hips right back into him through the grip on his ass. He
could tell that Yuuri was a hellcat. Something you wouldn’t be able to see from
just the outside. It was in his eyes, burning him, devouring him. But he kept
up. He wanted to be devoured, and he wanted to take Yuuri with him.
"You're an excellent dancer," Otabek murmured, his height surprisingly not
making this awkward. Their faces still close, and their bodies still molded
together. They moved with the music, letting everything move and slide
together, but their eyes never left each other’s. Yuuri smiled, "So are you,
you dance dirty with many people or are you just gifted?" he asked with a
smirk, reveling in the way his fingers pressed into his skin. "Just a few"
Otabek returned, the drinks he had earlier, calming his nerves and letting
himself smirk back. This was nice. Yuuri was gorgeous, he moved beautifully,
and strangely enough this didn’t feel weird at all.
One of Yuuri’s hands came up to take Otabek's chin, pulling him into a kiss
quickly. He wasn't about to pretend like this wasn’t where this was going, and
Otabek had no complaints. They slotted their lips together perfectly, finding
every kiss and movement perfectly in time with the song. Otabek took this as
permission to slip his hands around to his ass and grip him. Squeezing the soft
flesh through his dress as they kissed. Yuuri let his own hands trail down to
Otabek's, pulling them down until they met his bare thigh just above his thigh
highs. He pulled back from the kiss with a smirk, leaning up to his ear. "Don't
be shy now" he reminded him lustily, hitching his leg up over Otabek's hip.
It was so different with Yuuri. Yurio was wonderful in all his own rights
but... Yuuri was bold and confident. The way he commanded his attention. No one
could look away when Yuuri wanted the spot light. It was one of the hottest
things he’s ever witnessed, and he was pretty sure it wasn’t just the alcohol
talking. Otabek hummed softly, running his hand up the thigh that was now
wrapped around his hip. “Who said I was shy?” He purrs back, sliding his hand
back up but this time far enough he reached under his skirt to the edge of his
panties, gently stroking and teasing his skin.
Yuuri smiled, feeling the adrenaline running through his veins. This was what
he wanted. Otabek wasn’t holding back now, seeking new ground and making his
own advances. And his fingers at his panties felt fucking great. He leaned
back, making Otabek dip him as he pulled him into another kiss. Otabek was
beautiful. He rocked his hips up to Otabek, thankful that he was strong. He
moved with the music, making every movement strong and purposeful.
They moved like water. Yuuri rolling against him, the music pumping in the air.
Their lips pressed together in eager abandon. They were basically dry humping
in the middle of a dance floor while making out, and Yuuri treated it like it
was normal. With Yuuri it felt normal. It was incredible. Otabek growled
softly, his mind was spinning, heart pounding. He couldn’t stop even if he
wanted too. One of Yuuri's hands slipped up under Otabek's shirt, feeling his
way up muscle that he had yet to play with. He easily rocked his hips to
Otabek, unashamedly grinding them together as Otabek felt up his thighs. They
were quickly losing time to the music.
With careful timed steps Otabek gets them worked back to wall. Taking a bit of
control and lifting Yuuri off the ground. Settling Yuuri’s hips in line with
his own made their heights more manageable and Otabek took his chance to find
Yuuri’s neck. Yuuri groaned, burying his hands in Otabek’s hair. He wrapped his
legs tight around the Kazakh, keeping them close as he started to grind them
together. His skirt fell to the sides as his thighs were shown off to the
world, the only thing keeping his modesty was Otabeks own body. Yuuri brought
one hand down from Beka’s hair, pulling some buttons free so he could feel up
the other. Otabek wanted to moan, but his words died on his tongue. Hands
groping soft flesh and tender muscle. This was fucking hot.
“That’s it Beka- fuck I can’t wait for you to fuck me” Yuuri groaned out,
rocking their hips together. “You’re gonna be all mine tonight, I can’t wait,
and from the feel of it, neither can you” he purred, grinding them together
extra hard, feeling the other throbbing in his pants. Otabek could only groan,
his hands on Yuuri’s thighs reaching high to play with the thin edges of
Yuuri’s panties. Simply taking what he wanted to feel.
Yuuri purred and rocked his hips into Otabek’s hands. The feeling of Otabek’s
fingers dancing across his lingerie made his skin heat up. His own hands
abandoned their positions and slipped down the back of Otabek's pants. "Come on
baby, show me how bad you want me" he growled, fingers dancing under the rim of
Beka’s underwear. "You wanna take me here? right on the dance floor?" Yuuri
asked devilishly. It was a tease, but to be fair, it wasn’t like he hadn’t done
something like that before. Otabek grunts softly at his words, rolling and
rocking back on to him. He wanted to take him so bad. It looked like he was in
control but really Yuuri had all the power. He was nothing against him. He
moans deeply and tucks his head into Yuuri’s neck. “Fuck I want you so bad
right now.”
Yuuri groaned, running his hands through Otabek’s hair. “You want me?” Yuuri
panted back, “Im all yours tonight” he promised, pulling him up to kiss him
hard. He wanted this, if they had prepared for this he might have just said
fuck it and told Beka to fuck him right here. Otabek dominated the kiss,
feeling himself get lost in Yuuri, the promise of everything he was, that was
his tonight, it was a dream. One hand left the panties to cup his cheek,
pinning him fully against the wall. The other hand pushed around, dipping into
the panties and across Yuuri’s ass, gripping the flesh he had been tormented
with all night. Tonight, this was his.
They broke apart to breathe, a blush fully settled on Yuuri’s cheeks as they
moved together against the wall. Yuuri was done playing. He wanted Beka. “I
think we need to get going, lest we end up naked on the dance floor” he purred
into Otabek’s ear. Otabek grunted in response, far too wound up to fully
process what he should say in response. Words eluded him when such a beautiful
creature is in his arms. Otabek smoothly picked him up, showing the wonderful
arm strength he had, and marched right over to their table. With a smooth
motion he pins Yuuri to the table and gets up over him. “We could get naked
here.” He smirks and comes down to kiss Yuuri again, kissing him deep and hard,
letting the other taste the alcohol still on his tongue.
Yuuri broke away to breathe, letting himself slip and arching off the table
into Otabek’s touch. It felt incredible to him. Otabek was his own brand of
attractive, this rough domination that he just couldn’t get from Victor. Victor
was refined, in control, he used intelligence and at times, his strength, but
Otabek, he was raw power. Untrained, untamed, unrestricted. It was powerful.
Otabek latched onto Yuuri’s neck, kissing and nipping and finding every little
part he could to claim as his own.
“Oh hi love” Victor called from the couch surrounding the table. His arms were
full of their beautiful blonde baby, who quickly span around, wide eyed.
“Momma! Are you havin a good night?” Yurio asked sweetly. “Hi Vitya” he replied
with a smile before his jaw dropped, gasping as Otabek took a firm bite into
his throat. “Fuck… I’m having a great night baby, how about you?” he asked,
smiling at his boys, even through Otabek grinding and drilling pleasure into
him.
“Baby, I think it’s time to leave” Victor chuckled holding Yurio steady. He
kissed his cheek and slid him into the booth next to him. “Yuuri, could you get
the car? I think it’s time to head off” Victor cooed softly, but Yurio would
not be ignored. “Is Beka a good dancer momma, he’s really hot right?” he asked
moving around to lean close into Yuuri. “You look really pretty…” he said
leaning in closer to his momma. It is then that Yuuri noticed Yurio’s dilated
pupils, and the extra glasses on the table. “Damn it Victor I told you no” He
snapped at his husband, mad that he let his baby get drunk again.
He turned back to his little one and softened at the face of awe he found. He
gave Otabek a smooth roll of his hips to keep him happy before cupping Yurio’s
cheek. “Thankyou darling, he is very hot, you have great tastes” he said with a
smile, gently moving to get Otabek to look up from his neck that was now
thoroughly bruised.
Otabek looked up, still dazed and grinding desperately on Yuuri as he is made
to look up at the pair. On Instinct he surged forward to kiss Yurio, moaning at
the familiar feeling and lingering alcohol. Yurio’s mind went white, latching
onto his Kazakh lover, kissing him deep and hard and needy. He wanted
attention, he wanted pleasure, and Otabek seemed to be the only one trying to
give it to him. Otabek broke the kiss, trying to force himself to limit his
actions until they were in a safe place.
Yurio whined at the loss, not happy that he got a taste and it was stolen away
again. “You should listen to Victor, we need to get going.” Otabek told Yuuri,
dark eyes burning into Yuuri’s. Yurio pouted, wanting to be in the middle of
all that lust and love. Victor kissed his shoulder and whispered to him, “Its
ok love, remember, you are mine tonight, let them have their fun”. Yurio nodded
and leaned back into him, trying to be good for his daddy. Yuuri smiled at
Otabek, cupping his cheek, “No, I wont listen to Victor… But ill listen to you”
he breathed, nipping his lips before standing up. “Baby~ come follow momma”
Yuuri called, holding out his hand for Yurio. Yurio leaned back into Victor,
wobbly in his heels. He was meant to be Daddies tonight. He looked up to see
Victor smiling down to him warmly, and he smiled back drunkenly. However, while
he stared at his daddy, Yuri’s hand still reached out unconsciously to Yuuri,
taking his hand, and Yuri looked thoroughly shocked at how that had happened.
Victor laughed and kissed his cheek. “Let’s go get the car”.
Yuuri sent a heated glance to Otabek before pulling the drunken blonde out of
the door. Otabek turned to Victor, shirt rumpled and jacket somehow missing,
his eyes glossed over and ruffled hair. “What happened?” he choked out, trying
to come back to reality. Victor laughed, standing up and clapping his hand onto
Otabek’s shoulder. “You danced with Yuuri, you basically fucked him on the
floor, and now we are going to the car, so we can go home, and you can fuck him
into the bed” Victor said, his voice dropping from his happy voice to a deep
purr. “Let’s go claim our prizes” he told him, starting to guide Otabek to the
door of the club.
Yuuri hummed happily as he lead Yurio to the car, “I have to hand it to you
baby. Beka is quite the man.” He hums a soft wobble in his legs from the rush
of adrenaline he felt with Otabek. He opened the door for Yurio, holding him
upright as he smiled down to him, “You my little darling, need to get in the
car now, and keep your seat belt buckled”, he cooed, helping him slip into the
seat. Yurio whined as he sat down, the sting on his ass reminding him of his
punishment. It made his skin sensitive, it put him on edge, and as Yuuri
buckled him in he whined loudly, “But I wanna play momma… daddy is such a
tease”.
Yuuri took his chin with a grin, kissing the corner of his lips sweetly, “Trust
me sweetie momma knows. You need to stay buckled though and be safe. It’s too
dangerous for you to ride without one.”. He saw the other two walk through the
door of the club, Victor holding onto Otabek’s shoulder. “And I’ll make sure
Beka sits in the back with you. Then daddy will take care of you at home.” He
pulls back after that and shuts the door leaning on the car as he watches the
other two men walk closer to them. Otabek’s eyes locked onto Yuuri’s as they
moved closer. He started to speed up, wanting to get there faster, but was kept
to pace by Victor’s hand. “Slow your roll there Beka, Yuuri needs to drive
home. One kiss, then you are sitting in the back” Victor cooed, keeping him
walking him walking smoothly.
That was until Yuri’s high-pitched whine called out from the car,
“Mommaaaaa~!”. Yurio was not ok with being shut in the car alone. He childishly
thumped his head against the headrest in front of him, pouting. He was hot,
needy and drunk. He wanted attention. “Daddyyyyy~ pleaseeee” he called out
woefully, wanting anyone to come to him. Victor slid into the passenger’s seat,
turning to look at him between the seats. “Oh baby you look so flustered, do
you need daddy?” he cooed only to be met with needy whining, and the site of
Yurio slipping his hand under his dress, starting to rock against his own hand.
Yuuri smirked, seeing Yuri completely captivated by Victor, that left him to
greet Otabek. Otabek finally got up to him, cornering him to the car with his
hands finding his hips once again. “Mmmm miss me babe?” Yuuri purred, his
fingers threading into Otabek’s undercut and hiking his leg onto his hip as
they kiss. Otabek’s fingers tightened on his hips, pulling him closer as Yuuri
rocked up into his hips. He broke the kiss to moan, letting his head tip back
for a moment, “I’m gonna take that as a yes, we need to get going. So I can
finally have you once we get home” he moaned out, pulling Beka’s hair tightly.
“get in the back for me? Put your belt on? And distract our baby will you?” he
asked far too sweetly for how heated they both felt.
Otabek nodded quickly, sliding into the other side of the car only to be
greeted with Yuri, rocking desperately against his hand, moaning up to Victor.
“Daddy please, momma won’t let me move and I need you” he called, eyes blurrily
staring up at his daddy. His other hand reached out towards Victor, completely
oblivious towards Otabek even having entered the car. “Please, I need you, it’s
so hot” he called, just needing anyone to touch him, to help the heat that was
building inside him. Otabek was on him in a minute, hand slipping on top of
Yuri’s, the other skillfully buckling himself into the middle seat so he could
reach the needy blonde. He started to kiss up Yuri’s neck and as if Yurio was
thinking through water, his reaction finally came with a loud moan, and his
whole body leaning into Beka.
Yuuri slipped into the driver’s seat, glancing over to Victor, “You better
behave, or I will ban you to the couch.” He huffed, trying not to give into
Victors smoldering eyes. God his husband was so pretty. He knew he was hopeless
and would always make bad choices in the end but that never stopped him from
tying to stop that. Yuuri started the car and pulled out, taking a side note at
the state their boys were in. “Wanna bet on who will be on top by the time we
get home? My moneys on Beka pushing him down.” He smirked, looking back to
Victor. Victor laughed, leaning over to kiss Yuuri’s neck. “You really think
Yuri is gonna stay buckled in the whole way? He’s gonna be in beaks lap so
quickly love” he said with a laugh.
Yurio moaned at the idea floating in the air, the idea of their him being on
Beka, or Beka being on him sounded oh so good. He rocked up into Otabek’s hand,
letting the pleasure shoot through his system. “Beka, Beka please I wanna feel
good” he begged pulling him up to kiss him quickly, pecking little kisses
anywhere he could reach.. “Momma and daddy won’t let me move, your gonna help
me though, right?” He asked breathily. Otabek wasn’t really listening, he just
knew that this was sexy none the less. His mind was too hazy to process
anything out side of body language. He swatted Yurio’s hand away from himself,
starting to rub him, feeling his hard length start to throb in the palm of his
hand. His lips made dark marks into the column of his neck. Yuri moaned loud
and needy, this was too good.
Yuuri’s eyes flashed between the road and the sight behind him. It was such a
good sight. Victor smirked, watching his eyes move quickly, “But enough about
them. Let’s talk about my husband was dry humping another man against a club
wall” he growled into his ear, one hand coming to rest on Yuuri’s thigh. Yuuri
hummed happily as Victor’s fingers started wandering up his thighs, a soft
shiver running down his spine at the mention of his “cheating”. “Maybe if you
listened to me I wouldn’t need to hump other boys. Otabek knows how to listen
very well, don’t you babe?” Yuuri called out, only receiving a low grunt from
the Kazahk, him being currently busy trying to pin Yurio to the car door as
best he could.
Yurio was a mess of moans and whimpers, his mouth handing open and hands
holding him against the door. Yuri was shaking, rocking into Otabek’s hand,
“Bekaaaaa” he whined, trying to find the pleasure that Beka could give him. He
could barely move, pressed against the door, and the belt pining him down. He
groaned in frustration, tugging at the belt as he tried to move, finally
swearing and pushing his buckle free. He could be punished later. He was in
Otabek’s lap seconds after the belt snapped free. His head span quickly, the
alcohol still fueling him along with his lust. “Beka, fuck me, please? Fuck me”
he whined needily, rocking quick into his lap.
Yuri’s sweet voice made Victor smirk. Yuuri was all self-important but he had
known what would happen should he leave Yurio alone with him. “Well love, if
you are talking about Yurio, maybe you shouldn’t have left us alone knowing
what we would do, just so you can fuck other guys” he growled, working his hand
up Yuuri’s thighs, biting at his ear and making his breath hitch. Yuuri had to
fight to keep his breath level, Victor’s fingers slinking up his thighs and
Yurio and Beka moaning in the back. It was hard to focus, but he was never one
to let the power be handed away so easily. “Maybe you should learn to enforce
the rules.” He growled back, reaching a stoplight where he was able to turn and
lock eyes with his husband. Victor grinned, “Oh love, maybe you have forgotten
exactly who your talking to.” He said with a deep laugh. “Rules and punishment
are my forte, it seems perhaps that it’s you who has forgotten the rules” he
said taking a good grip on his thighs and biting his neck. “Do you need to be
reminded?” he asked with a deep growl, feeling the shiver that ran through his
husband’s spine. He was sure the fact that Yurio was begging to be fucked
behind them wasn’t helping his loves situation.
Otabek’s hands moved up Yurio’s dress the second the car stopped, gripping his
ass and helping them grind together. There was so much heat between them.
“My....pants…” Otabek grunts out, breath nothing but short huffs as he bucks up
into Yurio’s needy hips. “And you.... need prep..” he added desperately, his
mind not moving fast enough. Yuri’s fingers grabbed onto Otabek’s belt,
starting to undo the buckle quickly, “You work on me, and ill work on you” he
promised, leaning in to mouth at Otabek’s jaw. “Please, I need it… Don’t you
want me too?” he asked all needy and sweet, making Otabek groan. He grunted and
nodded, needy hands pushing away his panties. He pushed his fingers into
Yurio’s mouth, getting them as wet as he could before taking them back and
slowly starts to work his finger into the blonde. Yuri moaned as he pushed into
him, his own hand finally pulling Otabek out of his pants and starting to work
him in time with him.
Yuuri’s eyes flashed from Victor’s eyes, to the mirror, to the road and the now
green light. He needed to start driving, but he still hadn’t given Victor an
answer and he was waiting. He could feel it in his twitching fingers. He spread
his legs open wider, giving Victor access to everything he wanted. Did he need
to be reminded? “Maybe” he gave back to him, arching up in his seat just a
second, knowing the lingered he was wearing under his dress would give the
illusion of breasts. “Maybe you should fuck them into me” he said bluntly,
fighting to stop his face from showing just how close he was to falling apart.
Victor however, loved it. He loved seeing the little tells, the way Yuuri’s
lips twitched, the way his eyes glossed over, how he tried to be the boss, but
he was clearly not one hundred percent in control any more. “Oh no love, you
need to be punished” he told him, slowly teasing his way up closer and closer
to Yuuri’s panties. “that means slow, torturous pleasure, until you won’t
forget the rules ever again” he told him lustily before biting his ear and
cupping his cock finally through his lace panties.
Otabek couldn’t even hear the two in the front, relishing in the pleasure of
Yuri’s warm hand on his cock, and his tight hole twitching around his fingers.
Yuri’s body already needily trying to swallow his fingers. Yurio was drunk, and
was not /as/ careful about sex, but he knew better than to take the other
without prep work. “Come on Beka, more, I can take it” he told him greedily,
rocking down on Otabek’s finger. Otabek chuckled and Yuri’s words, but started
growling as he worked a second and a third finger in almost immediately. “You
can take more? You’ll be taking my cock soon. Will that be enough for you?”
Otabek panted in his ear, grunting at the feeling of his own cock getting
pumped by Yuri’s hands. Thick and already leaking with a bit of pre. Yuri was a
mess of moans as Otabek’s fingers found every sweet spot inside of him. He
couldn’t stop the pleasure bubbling through him. “I want it Beka, I want you
inside me. Please” he begged, his stomach trembling with the strain. “I can’t
wait will we get him. I want it now.”
Things were heating up in the car, Yuuri’s foot pushed harder on the peddle,
speeding up just a bit more unconsciously. Yuuri’s breath was ragged, the
feeling of Victor finally starting to rub and tease him. He bucked up quickly,
shaking as he tried to get home. They were so close. So close to home. He loved
having his own power, but something about Victor always stripped that away from
him. It was infuriating and yet oh so delicious. He wanted to be wrecked by the
man every chance he got, all the while wanting to pin him down and take his own
time. They reached the street leading to their neighborhood, the need effecting
him just as badly as the pair in the back. Victor was the only one that seemed
unaffected, in control. “I can take torture for a really long time you know” he
panted out, eyes glossing over just slightly. “Oh I do know love, I’m the one
who trained you to take it” he purred deeply, annunciating each letter and
giving a slight lick to his ear. Victor’s eyes fell to the speedometer, a sigh
huffing out to his ear. “Oh Yuuri, Love… You are speeding” he tsked with a
smirk. “You better slow down, you don’t want someone pulling us over while the
kids are basically fucking in the back seat” he said with a smirk, rubbing his
thumb over his tip through the lace. “You can’t be hasty now, gotta go slowww”.
Yuuri’s breath hitched, looking to see the pair in the back. Otabek fingering
Yuri madly while Yuri pumped his cock. It was so hot, and Otabek was huge! That
was going to be his tonight. He wiggled in his seat, slowing down and trying to
focus on the road. Victor’s fingers teased his tip mercilessly, the sheer lace
doing wonders. “Mmmm baby you’re gonna fuck me the moment Beka’s done right?”
He asks heatedly as he finally turns down his street. Otabek huffed at the
suggestion that he wouldn’t be enough for Yuuri. But Yurio was quickly
distracting him. Whining loudly to pull Otabek’s attention back to him. He
bucked into Yuri’s hand and pulled his hip closer to him, taking his fingers
out. Otabek needed to be inside one of them right now, and Yurio was begging
for him. "Beka, Beka fuck me, come on, we are so close" Yuri begged, leaning in
so he could rest his head against Otabek’s. "Please, Please I need it" he
gasped out, moving to hover over Otabek’s cock. Otabek was so ready, still
feeling a sting of jealousy as he heard Victor promise Yuuri, “Love, when you
are done playing with Beka, I am going to ruin you”.
Yuuri finally pulled the car into the driveway, slamming on the breaks and
making them all jolt. Yurio slammed into Beka’s torso, feeling his head spin.
Yuuri parked the car and pushed back into his seat, finally moaning loudly and
arching into Victor’s touch. He pulled Victor into his neck, letting him bite
deep and harsh into his skin. He finally pulled away to kiss him quickly,
tonight was going to be fun. “Get the baby off of Beka” he ordered quickly
before he smiled, “Love you Vitya” he said before slipping out of the car and
heading to the door.
Victor smirked and slipped out of the car, moving to Yurio’s side. Otabek was
swearing at the spinning in his head from the breaks, his cock nestled in the
crack of Yuri’s ass, Yurio squirming, in need. “Hey baby” Victor called out,
having them both look at him. “Need someone to fuck you sweet heart?” he asked
with a bright grin. Yuri looked at his daddy, almost to the point of tears with
frustration. "Yes. I almost had someone to fuck me too! I was so close!" he
whined angrily, still not wanting to move from his seat in Otabek’s lap. The
silver haired man gave the younger one a stern look of disapproval. “Is that
so. What happened to you being a good boy for daddy tonight.” He said with
clear authority ringing through his voice. Yuri shrunk down a bit as he
realized what was happening.
Victor looked to Otabek, nodding towards the door where Yuuri was struggling
with his keys. Yuuri tried to force the key into the lock, rubbing his thighs
together, trying to stimulate himself as he tried and failed to get in. “Think
you got somebody waiting for you Otabek.” He nods before forcibly picking up
Yuri and tossing him on his shoulder like he was weightless. Otabek tucked
himself away and was out of the door in seconds. Victor’s hand dug into Yuri’s
ass, making the stinging return with a vengeance. “I think you need another
round of punishment before you get any sort of reward tonight.” Victor said
bluntly, starting to walk them towards the door. Yuri whimpered, hands burying
in Victors shirt. "S-orry daddy, I just- please" he whined, trying to keep his
head from spinning. "Please i's so hot, and I’m so empty" he whined, wiggling
his hips quickly.
Victor all but rolled his eyes at Yuri’s begging, instead watching Otabek move
up to Yuuri like a predator. Otabek covered Yuuri's hand with his own as he
forced the key into place with skill that he shouldn’t possess while drunk. He
pushed them through the door, quickly slamming the other up against the wall,
instantly attacking his neck. He was so hot, he was perfect, and every inch of
him that he could touch was pure ecstasy. Yuuri was a god. Victor pulled Yurio
into the house, “No baby you know way better. And I don’t care if you’re
drunk.” Victor reprimanded, swinging Yurio down on his hip shutting the door
behind them. “Now you listen here. You need to get the pink vibrator, your cock
ring, a pair of handcuffs and the spread bar. I want them on the bed next to
you and the door left open, so momma can get in with Beka.” He ordered,
watching the way Yurio’s eyes dilated. He liked his punishments too much. Yuri
ran off to the bedroom. Tonight, would be a fun night.
Chapter End Notes
     Hi Guys!
     I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!
     its been a long time coming I know, Just so everyone is aware, this
     is going to be part of a series. There will be a few more fics in the
     future, and this one, in particular, will be officially 'done' after
     the next one or two chapters. The next fic will pick up where we left
     off.
     There is a lot of things that we have planned, and it makes more
     sense to break it up. So that's the plan!
     As always, comments, kudos, constructive comments always welcome!
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