[That yanks a soft, pleased gasp out of him and Yuuri shivers, feeling that kiss to his ear acutely. He stays focused on Victor, though, wanting to hear and see more now that he's gotten a taste. It's exhilarating, Yuuri realizes, trying to find the ways to draw more reactions from him.

With just the barest hint of a pause, Yuuri slips one hand up to rest on the back of Victor's leg, just under his butt--though Yuuri tries not to think too much about that, knowing he'd just melt into an embarrassed puddle. He presses forward, just hard enough to encourage Victor to rock down and against his thigh.]