[With a surprised hitch of his breath, Yuuri goes silent, humor immediately forgotten. Oh. Heat spreads through him as Victor tugs his boxers down with his teeth (his teeth!!!!). Suddenly it's a little hard to breathe. There's no way he can look away, though.]
Hrngh. [A soft, desperate sound escapes him, making Yuuri press a hand to his mouth to stifle whatever else might spill out. Yuuri's caught between spreading his thighs just a bit more, or trying to close them as Victor kisses the sensitive skin there. Victor's not even touching him yet, but so close, and he's already this needy for him.]
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Hrngh. [A soft, desperate sound escapes him, making Yuuri press a hand to his mouth to stifle whatever else might spill out. Yuuri's caught between spreading his thighs just a bit more, or trying to close them as Victor kisses the sensitive skin there. Victor's not even touching him yet, but so close, and he's already this needy for him.]