Born to Get That Dick
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“Yuuri, you can’t do this every time I come home,” Victor says, because yes, this is not the first time this has happened.
“Can’t keep doing what?” Yuuri asks, feigning innocence that he most certainly does not have. He sprawls out even more amongst the rose petals, inviting Victor over with deliberate bats of his long, dark eyelashes.
Victor gestures at the elaborate setup. “This.”
“But I love you.”
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- Part 1 of Born to Get That Dick
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“Have I ever told you,” comes Victor’s soft murmur, “that I’m not afraid to be naked in front of you?”
Yuuri hums a small laugh at the comment, memories of Victor standing proudly in his family’s hot springs, naked as the day he was born, flashing through his mind. “It seems you have no problem being naked in front of the entire world,” Yuuri replies, but Victor only shakes his head.
“There’s a difference between wearing no clothes and being naked,” he says. “I’m not afraid to be naked in front of you, Yuuri.”
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- Part 2 of Born to Get That Dick
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“Vi-Victor,” Yuuri gasps, unconsciously arching into the touch. His head tips back against the cool tile. “What’s gotten into you all of a sudden?”
Victor moves to kiss and suck at Yuuri’s neck. “I swear you do it on purpose,” he mutters into his skin. “The way you skate.” The way Yuuri licks his lips, fixing Victor with half-lidded glances, the way he cocks his hips, his beautiful twirls and spins, the perfectly placed positioning of his feet as he dances... “Like you’re trying to seduce me. With every move that you make.”
Victor’s teeth lightly scrape at Yuuri’s throat, and he lets out an exhale somewhere between a gasp and a laugh.
“Maybe I am.”
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Victor gets a little too worked up watching Yuuri skate and decides to take action.
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- Part 3 of Born to Get That Dick
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“Victor?” Yuuri asks upon walking through the front door, “Why is there a grand piano in our living room?”
Said piano is beautiful and without a doubt brand new, with its shiny black surface and pristine white keys that look like they’ve never even been touched. It’s so polished Yuuri doesn’t doubt he’d be able to see his reflection. He’s hesitant to even lay a finger on it, lest he tarnish the perfection.
What most catches Yuuri’s eyes, though, is Victor.
He is a perfection that Yuuri would very much like to tarnish. He wears a silk robe that he’s barely even bothered to tie, putting a chiseled chest on display. The robe stops mid-thigh, exposing his beautiful long legs. He smiles at Yuuri from where he lays on top of the instrument, elegantly sprawled out on his back like a french girl Yuuri is considering painting more and more with each passing second.
“Because I love you,” Victor answers simply.
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- Part 4 of Born to Get That Dick