mixingbowl | Come on and take my breath away

Everybody enjoys a foot massage, but athletes need them especially. [he'd definitely looked up how to give a pleasant foot massage, a while back. The pressure is careful and he keeps Yuuri's foot in the warm water to help sooth the aches he's trying to rub away.]

[Brown eyes warm as he watches Victor, Yuuri shifts sheepishly, making the water ripple.]

I guess I've been neglecting that part. [Aside from applying ointment and bandages whenever the chafing got too bad, that is. He isn't that bad at looking after himself.] I should do it for you sometime, too. You're on the ice almost as much as I am when we're practicing.

Don't fret over me, I'm taking care of you, right now. [the joints on his thumbs press in circles around sensitive areas and the man's toes, paying all the attention he had to Yuuri.]

... this is rather funny, don't you think?

Doesn't mean I can't plan for later. [His eyes flutter shut as relaxes under Victor's careful touch, only occasionally wincing as his aches are seen to.]

Hmm? [He asks drowsily, without opening his eyes.] What's funny?

Not too long ago, you were scrambling away from my touch. [he smiles to point it out, really just... proud of their increase in intimacy. He couldn't happier about it, it's almost a smug feeling]

Funny to think how we got here! [from "omg, Victor Nikiforov, I can't believe it" to "lace my skates, babe" in a few short months]

[He ducks his head and sinks deeper into the bath water, remembering all too well how he'd reacted that first night.] You were really forward! I... I didn't expect it.

[Yuuri keeps his gaze down as he flicks at a little gathering of bubbles near him.] I like how we are now. [How can he complain about moments like these? All of them, and even that fight down in the garage, have made Victor more tangible to him, like Yuuri might have a chance to hold onto him.]

[Victor is switching over to the other foot, focusing his attention in much the same way, there. Firm, but still soothing touches]

I wouldn't have it another way, Yuuri.

Really? [A smile curls at his lips, a hint of his playful side.] Even the part where you told me you'd be my coach while standing in the onsen completely naked?

[He pauses, suddenly.] Were you hoping I'd find you in there? I always wondered.

I knew you'd find me there! I was waiting with so much anticipation for you to finally pop in. Though it's difficult to keep track of time in the comfort of the baths. [not unlike right now, where everything was so relaxing and intimate, it may as well be timeless]

[An incredulous sort of half-giggle escapes him before he can help it. If he's a little looser with his words and actions, he's blaming it on the mix of too-little sleep and the attention Victor's been lavishing on him.]

Shameless. [He tells Victor, not quite managing to achieve the scolding tone he was probably going for.] You almost gave me a heart attack, you know.

You yelled really loud! It echoed and everything! [he'll just give a kiss to the bottom of Yuuri's foot, giggling as he slide his hands up Yuuri's ankles and calf, massaging there next]

[Yuuri squeaks a little, foot twitching at the kiss. (Okay, he definitely hadn't been expecting that!) But he goes right back to pouting once that flash of surprise passes.]

I know it did. Mari still teases me about it sometimes, you know. [Another flick of water and bubbles in Victor's direction.] That's all your fault, too.

Aah, however could I make it up to you, Yuuri~? [he'll kiss Yuuri's ankle next, hands caressing up the curve of the man's calf. Beware that devious smirk on Victor's face....]

[His breath catches. He's just gotten used to Victor working out the soreness in his feet--this touch feels different. Yuuri swallows.]

I...think you're doing a pretty good job of it already. [Please pay no attention to how his voice wavered just now.]

That's good. I want you at ease, you deserve it after all you went through. Not just today, but everything you did to get here. I'm so proud to be your coach. [another, adoring kiss to Yuuri's leg, just above the ankle now.]

[A shiver goes through him this time, and something in his gaze shifts as he watches Victor. There's intent in his gaze now; Yuuri hasn't forgotten the time Victor helped him with his eros, though they haven't done anything since then.]

...just my coach? [It's more direct than he's used to, but Yuuri manages to ask what's been on his mind. Victor had kissed him in public--that changes things between them, right?]

[Victor can't help but laugh at that. He might play up that this was some dutiful coach treatment, but at a certain point Yuuri is being comically dense. Now he just has to be mean and tease]

What, would Ciao Ciao candle light you a bath for a food massage? [Victor wouldn't be caught dead doing this with Yakov, that's for sure]

[Automatically, Yuuri makes a face. Imagining Ciao Ciao doing any of this for him is not something he wants to be doing at all..] Of course not.

[Then, a second later, Yuuri realizes that Victor's indirectly given him an answer. It's not as clear-cut as Yuuri's anxiety would like it to be, but it's confirmation enough. He stares down at the frothy bath water, saying softly.] I just wanted to be sure.

[Victor laughs softly, before rather pointedly spreading Yuuri's legs and pushing himself between them. He floats from the opposite side of the bath to meet Yuuri, forehead to forehead. His hands on either sides of the ledge of the bath.]

You can be sure, Yuuri. I wouldn't do this if I wasn't.

[Yuuri watches him with wide eyes, face pinking up as Victor slots into the space between his legs. He exhales quietly, shakily.] Okay.

Okay. [He says again, letting Victor's reassurance settle in with a surety. While he still doesn't understand what Victor sees in him, he knows he can trust that Victor means this. He feels warm and cared for in a way that he's never really been before.

Yuuri shifts, tilting his head up so he can press his lips to Victor's.]

[Making that kind of face is just... unfairly cute. Victor smiles gently into the kiss, returning it with care. He knew it was a fine line for Yuuri, doting easily made him feel looked down on. Victor had nothing but uttermost respect for the younger skater, it's why he didn't go easy on him. He expected the best and he got so much from Yuuri, knowing he had a dedicated heart. This was a hard earned reward and Victor is pleased that Yuuri is allowing it.

His hands slide down Yuuri's sides, gently groping down his hips before reaching around behind, embracing Yuuri as sensually as it was romantic. He'll deepen the kiss, if he's allowed, tongue slipping out curiously.]

[Yuuri shivers, arching his back slightly at Victor's touch. With how busy they've been since that first time, Yuuri's stubbornly tried to ignore any flashes of desire he's felt after that. Now, it feels like all of it comes rushing back, amplified by the time he's spent holding himself back.

His hands slide up Victor's chest to wrap loosely around his shoulders as he returns the kiss eagerly, mouth opening when he feels Victor's tongue touch his lips.]

[Victor lets a low moan slip into Yuuri's mouth along with his tongue. The man's arms reaching up and anchoring over his shoulders is a wonderful feeling, he smiles to slide his hands down Yuuri's sides, stopping at his hips to knead circles with his palms. It's not the most comfortable position for a bath, however large, to be forward on his knees, so he won't be pushing in against Yuuri. He can only assume the man is started to get excited, from the red tinge on his cheek and the passion of his returned kiss. They shouldn't soak much longer, so Victor assumes the bed would be their next destination. Yuuri was certainly all tired out.]

Yuuri... I could reward you with one more thing, before you get some well deserved rest.

[Yuuri sighs into the kiss, letting Victor take the lead for now. With Victor touching him like this as they kiss, it's no surprise at all that Yuuri can feel himself getting hard. He squirms just a little, looking up at Victor through his lashes.]

Does it involve the bed? [He tries, and fails, in not sounding too hopeful. It's been ages since they last touched each other, and Yuuri doesn't care how tired is he from everything that happened today. He wants this.]

Of course. [Victor smiles back at Yuuri, especially charmed by the eagerness ringing in his voice. Having his affections returned felt like more than he deserved, after mishandling Yuuri's feelings that day. Victor is absolutely determined to make it up to Yuuri and he thinks their minds are along the same track. It had been so busy since that night they crawled all over each other, Victor playing the coach in the bedroom. His hand sneaks up to Yuuri's chin, dancing finger tips along like he did that first night he was at the insensitive, when Yuuri scrambled away from him.]

Dry off, lay back, and let me treat you real nice before your well deserved rest.

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