[His name on Yuri's lips, like that, isn't something he'll soon forget. His eyes are open, if lidded, watching Yuri gnaw his own lip. His hand strokes slow, steady, letting the feeling of their shared arousal press and rub against each other between their combined grasp. He lets Yuri's eyes sit closed just a moment, but he has to coo]

Don't look away, Yuri, I wanted your eyes on me... remember?