mixingbowl | Come on and take my breath away

Just hands it is! It's good to have boundaries, Yuri. Just tell me if you don't like something. I'll listen. [he's absolutely confident in what he's saying and he hopes that eases Yuri's nervous mind. Victor knows how anxious the other man could get and is absolutely DETERMINED to make this a positive experience.

He scoots in close, pressing his butt down on Yuri's thighs, his legs flopped to either side. He'll put his fingers to Yuri's jawline, like he'd done many times to tease. Now though, he'll trace them down Yuri's neck, across his collarbone, shoulders, arms... he stops to hold one of the man's wrists gently, before drawing it to his mouth for a doting kiss to the soft skin there]

[It's just a kiss to his hand, something way more chaste than a lot of the things that have led up to it, and yet this simple action makes the heat spring into Yuuri's face the quickest. There's just something sweet about the gesture that makes Yuuri's chest tighten with emotion.

It's not fair, he thinks, how Victor can be effortlessly seductive in one breath and then ridiculously sweet in the next.]

I know you will. [He's proven that much. Yuuri leans forward until he can press their foreheads together, wanting to show Victor what this means to him. Softly, he says--] Thanks.

No problem. [he coos, pleased that Yuri seemed so comfortable now, or comfortable as was probably possible for the man. He'd need to wind that tension back up, though, can't get release without tension.

He'll move Yuri's hand down to the man's own erection. Letting Yuri's wrist go, Victor's fingers wrap around his own shaft]

I'm supposed to show you how to do this, right?

You did say that.

[Victor's gentle reassurances have worked a change in him, pushing aside the majority of his hesitance. He feels at ease now, his hand curling around his shaft more confidently even as he eagerly watches and waits for what Victor will do next.]

[Yuri watching him with eager eyes is better than any porn Victor could possibly find. He breathes headily, hand beginning to lightly stroke himself, teasing the head with his fingertips mostly.]

I'd normal imagine you looking at me, while I do this... but the real thing is much better.

[His breath catches, and Yuuri fights the urge to duck his head in embarrassment. Tentatively, he mimics Victor, fingertips trailing over himself as he watches him.]

You--you thought about me?

Of course, [he says it like it's obvious] I like that embarrassed, surprised expression on you... like you want to look away, but can't quite manage.

Oh. [The word emerges as a squeak. The rest flows out as a soft murmur.] I am surprised, but you're--you're wrong about the other thing. [Part of him can't quite believe he's letting himself say all of this.] I don't want to look away.

[Victor thinks of me when he's like this. Suddenly, Yuuri wants to surprise him in return. Bolstered by that feeling, Yuuri surges forward, pressing his lips to Victor's.]

[that DOES surprise Victor, he makes a mmph! kind of noise to have his lips overtaken. He's not paralyzed long, hands reaching out greedily, grabbing Yuri's hips and pulling the man into his lap. There's a puff of air against Yuri's lips when he feels their skin press and limbs tangle up. He's kissing back, though, mouth open and wanting. Is this too much, too quick? He's hoping, if it is, Yuri would say so]

[Oh, Yuuri thinks faintly. While he's allowed himself to imagine how kissing someone might feel like before, he's sure they never came close to the real thing.

He responds to Victor's eagerness, hands coming up to rest on his shoulders to steady himself. When he opens his mouth to Victor, he's tentative and careful, trying to learn through touch as he goes.]

[Feel Yuri reciprocate shyly, Victor holds himself back after the initial rush. He had Yuri naked, in his lap, kissing him. Despite all the teasing and flirting, he had never expected this was how the day would have ended up. He's, of course, ALL FOR IT. The only issue he has now is sticking to those boundaries Yuri put up earlier. Did this still count as hands only? Hands and lips should be fine, he can teach the inexperienced man both...

His breath calms, hot against Yuri's lips as he's kissing back slowly. Yuri can experiment, take his time, get used to the taste and feeling. Victor's here, hands stilled on the man's hips, not so tight as to be holding him in place if he really wanted to squirm away. Victor didn't suspect he wanted to, though]

[He can feel the shift in Victor's mood when it happens. For a second, he panics and tenses up, wondering if he'd done something to change Victor's mind. Victor doesn't pull away, though, and Yuuri's worries gradually fizzle out until he can ignore them again.

The touches feel gentler now. While Yuuri hadn't minded the way Victor had kissed him before, Yuuri likes this, too. He draws back just enough to catch his breath, then leans right back in again, reveling in their closeness and the way their lips brush together so intimately.]

[Victor knows Yuri's anxieties get the best of him. He won't overwhelm the man if he can help it. His lips are available, at ease, wanting Yuri to kiss him and enjoy the thrill of initiative. His touch is light, curious, feeling up Yuri's hips to his waist, the bit of softness he had trouble getting rid of even if his weight was down. He won't linger and make the man self conscious, traveling hands to his ribs, thumbs brushing along. When he needs a breathe himself, he keeps his forehead pressed to Yuri's, eyes lidded and voice a whisper]

If you don't like something, just tell me, okay?

[Despite his heart beating frantically in his chest, Yuuri's calm--calmer than he thought he would have felt before. But that, he thinks with no small amount of fondness, is due to the incredible amount of consideration Victor has given him this whole time.]

I will. [His hand cups Victor's cheek again while Yuuri does some exploring of his own. He presses a few shy kisses down the side of Victor's jaw before before hiding a grin against Victor's neck.] Or did you forget how stubborn I can be?

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.

[Unlike the shy, curious way he's been touching Victor, Yuuri moves without hesitation as pulls away to hold Victor's face in both hands.]

You're not. [He stares at Victor earnestly.] You're doing everything just right. Just trust that I'll tell you if I'm not ready for something, and we'll make things work from there.

Got it. [he'll smirk, glad Yuri could articulate himself in such a situation, it really did make things clearer and easier. Guess work wasn't Victor's strong point. He does feel bold, Yuri didn't need to be treated like a frightful creature that would scatter away at any moment. Shifting his legs just a bit, Yuri will slide forward into his groin, Victor rumbling with satisfaction to feel their erections press together. He only wants to hear Yuri more, draw him out, watch his every reaction]

How's this, then?

[The feel of their erections sliding together draws a startled moan out of him, and one hand quickly flies up to cover his mouth, muffling the sound.]

It's...it's nice. [Yuuri says after a second, face pinking up.]

Aa, right, no being too loud. [He puts a finger over his lip in a "shh" gesture, playfully. The Inn was quiet tonight, they'd definitely be heard if their voices got much above regular speaking levels. Japanese homes, especially older ones, are not known for thick walls... Yuri had wanted to hear his voice, so he places his forehead to the man's and speaks in hushed, sensual tones]

I like it, too... this is better, though. [his hand slides down, fingers wrapping around both their cocks, pressing them together. He very tentatively strokes, watching Yuri carefully]

[As soon as Victor's hand starts moving, Yuuri's eyes flutter shut, and he bites his lip, trying to keep any sounds from escaping like before.]

Victor... [Their lips just barely graze as Yuuri sighs his name. He keeps his eyes closed when he reaches down and lets his hand join Victor's around their cocks.]

[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?

I remember.

[It's just like when he asks Victor to watch him when he's skating Eros--he wouldn't want Victor to look away either. Yuuri lets his lips touch Victor's again before he pulls away, opening his eyes again.]

Better? [His hand keeps the slow pace Victor's set, and a soft sigh escapes him as their cocks slide together just so, sending a frisson of pleasure right up his spine.]

Just beautiful, Yuri... [he can't even filter the words before they come out, he just says them. Hushed, light, and sincere-- like he hadn't meant to say them. There's no regret on his face, though. He lets himself continue, wanting to indulge Yuri with his voice if it pleased the man]

I wouldn't have anybody else in my arms right now, you've won me, I'm at your every command...

[It's not difficult for Victor to see the surprise reflected in his eyes when their faces are so close like this. Yuuri's hand almost stutters, falling out of the rhythm for just a second before he keeps going.]

You really mean that?

[To know he's desired is one thing. To hear Victor saying he wouldn't want anyone else, though... that's something else entirely. His feelings have slowly, steadily turned from what was essentially a celebrity crush into something more genuine, and now he's hoping that Victor might actually feel the same.]

I do... [he'll say it like a vow, leaning in to kiss the man. He's very much infatuated with Yuri and he's spoiled on all this sudden reciprocation.]

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