PsycheGreenleaf
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"Control yourself Vitya or you wont get fucked at all today"
*it gets spicier*Series
- Part 1 of Dom Yuuri is my kink
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Viktor’s playing games with him, Yuri knows it. He’s still not sure what the win condition is - well, other than the Grand Prix, but surely that can’t be all there is to it. The thing is, he’s starting to see himself as a partner in the game, whatever it is, rather than the target.
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09 Nov 2025
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Bookmarked by PsycheGreenleaf
09 Nov 2025
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Yuuri stares at the medal around his neck like he doesn’t quite believe it’s real, and Viktor reaches out to slide his fingers behind it. He lifts it away from Yuuri’s chest, holding his gaze as he presses his lips to it, lingering there with his eyes glinting mischievously. Viktor watches his pupils blow wide, and then Yuuri’s hand snakes out and snatches the ribbon Viktor’s own medal is hanging from.
He coils the fabric around his knuckles twice and pulls, until Viktor has to lift up on his toes, straining to keep his balance. Air catches in his lungs, almost a gasp. Their faces are less than an inch apart when Yuuri leans down into his space, and Viktor splays a hand out on his chest to keep from falling over, blinking up at him in surprise.
Yuuri’s eyes are on fire, and Viktor flushes bright under their scrutiny, cameras flashing madly in his peripheral vision. His mouth falls open, his breath coming faster, fingers clutching at the gauzy fabric of Yuuri’s costume. Silky blue and black, soft under his hands. It’s instinctive now, the way his body lights up for Yuuri, responding to every touch, every look, every word.
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After the Grand Prix Final, Victor wants to show his love to the whole of Spain.