How would Yuri react to his first kiss with Viktor?
yoo hoo~! A prety generic question, but happy to write it nonetheless! Hope you enjoy~!
Something is weird about Viktor today. I can feel it. Whenever we make physical contact, he stiffens and averts his eyes. He seems to relax after a short while, though. Is it me? Am I doing something wrong? Or has he always been uncomfortable with it, but I’m only now noticing? But it’s always been him instigating that stuff… maybe I’m overthinking it. I decide to ignore it, but it doesn’t help when I always notice it and naturally, I worry. I’ve known for a while now that I’m in love with Viktor, almost helplessly so. I love him so much that sometimes I think I might explode. It’s difficult while practicing to not let my emotions get ahead of me, but nothing’s really gotten out yet. I’m doing well to hide my emotions, I think, so Viktor hasn’t seemed to notice.
I sigh while leaning on the wall of the rink and take a swig from my water bottle. My eyes wander to Viktor, who is currently on the other side of the rink talking to the triplets. While gliding over to meet them, I notice Viktor handing them something. I’m too far away to make it out, but is small.. a present? I want to ask… “Viktor? What are you doing?” He quickly spins around to meet my gaze, and instantly moves his body so I can’t see the triplets. “Ah! Yuri! I’m glad you’re here! I was just showing them your last performance and the China Cup. It’s so endearing, I had to show them.” He spoke frantically before he grabs my shoulders and spins me around to start pushing me towards the center of the ice. His hands are warm, and where he’s touching is starting to tingle. My chest tightens. “Anyway, Yuri,” he brought his lips to my ear, so close they’re almost touching, and I feel his hot breath on my skin. “I thought we might switch up practice today. Here, hold my hand.” He didn’t break contact with the surface of my arm as he slid his hand down to intertwine his fingers with mine. He lets go with his other hand and twirls me around so that our chests are pressed together and he’s looking into my face, almost too close. Almost. “Now, we waltz.” He murmured with a deep, husky voice that made my knees feel weak.
This certainly was a different kind of practice. After only minutes of waltzing, I felt my calves and thighs burning. It took a lot of control that was more readily available on a dance floor rather than an ice rink. As we were waltzing up and down the rink, he didn’t take his eyes off of me, nor I him. There wasn’t any music playing, but if felt as though the connections and sparks we were making had a tune of it’s own. Although I wasn’t sure if Viktor felt them, too. This was the first time I actually had a chance to look deeply into Viktor’s beautiful blue orbs. They were full of such emotion, though which one of those emotions is a mystery.
An insurmountable amount of time passed before we slowed to a stop in the center of the rink. “Yuri…” Viktor murmured, and though it was quiet, it sounded thunderous to my own ears and thrummed my heart, making my chest feel tight. Viktor let go of my hands and brought his to my face. He placed one on my cheek and the other on the back of my neck. Then he spoke again. “Yuri, do you have feelings for me?” I flinched. How did he know? I felt my face pool with heat and break out in a new sweat. “V-Viktor, I-”
“Yuri, listen. I only asked because I have unignorable feelings for you. At first, I thought that it was just because we’ve spent so much time together that I was growing attached. But your last performance at the China Cup left a certain impression on me. An impression that’s made me realize how much you mean to me, Yuri. Yuri… my Yuri. I love you.” He stared into my wet eyes, as if waiting for an answer. But I was frozen on the spot. Viktor loves me? My lips tremble as I try to form some kind of answer out of desperation. “V-Viktor, I can’t.. I mean..” I blink frantically and my body starts to quake. What do I say?! It’s not like my idol that I befriended and fell so helplessly in love with just confessed or anything! Despite my efforts, Viktor’s face twists into that of sadness and rejection. “Yuri, if you don’t feel the same way, you can tell me.” He glides backward to a comfortable distance, and I immediately miss his heat and close presence. But it allows me to steel my resolve and push forward to meet Viktor and take both of his hands. “Viktor, I… I love you too. I’ve loved you for a while, now. But I never even dared to imagine you would feel the same. So I hid it. I’m sorry!” The apology wasn’t necessary, but now Viktor knows how I feel. And he returns my feelings.
Viktor laughs heartily, then meets my gaze. “You truly are a mystery, Yuri.” Then the mood changes. His eyes are now hooded, and he’s looking at my lips hungrily. “Yuri, can I…?” I swallow hard, then nod. I squeeze my eyes closed and purse my lips expectantly. I feel his hands leave mine and attach to my hips and pull me closer. His hands then travel up my body, slowly, carefully. As if he’s savoring every moment, every touch. His hands finally reach my cheeks and he pulls my face towards his own. Our lips meet, and I forget about the existence of everything but Viktor. Electricity shoots up my spine, and sinks into the pit of my stomach the moment they touch. More. I need more of him. I part my lips to grant entry, and he graciously accepts. He slides his tongue inside my mouth, exploring my moist cavern. My knees begin to feel weak, and I feel my body start to shake. Viktor stabilizes me by wrapping a strong arm around my waist and holding my hips against his own. Our tongues wrestle hungrily as we grasp one another, desperate for more contact. I’m the first to pull away for air. I pant heavily, and I feel that my face is furiously red. Viktor stares down at me, a panting, sweaty mess and smiles widely. “Yuri, if you keep making that face it’ll make me want to push you down!”
