Oh, I know. [he lets a soft laugh escape, Yuri will feel it as he presses to the man's neck. He pets his hands up Yuri's back and shoulders, fond as could be. Yuri knew his reputation as a playboy, everybody did, and Victor's only annoyance with that was how it cast him as somehow uncaring of his partners. He didn't want Yuri to feel the disposable or interchangeable part of a conquest]

I'm just a lucky devil trying not to screw up, that's all.