mixingbowl | Took a wrong turn somewhere (or is it right?)

Oh. [It only takes a second to remember that even with his luggage returned, shorts definitely hadn't been on his list of items to bring to Sochi.]

Yes. If you don't mind.

I'll be right back, then! [he'll scamper off, going to his room down the hall. He rummages around, finding some gym shorts. You know, the kind that are exactly as short as Yuuri might hope and also fear. He'll have his on and throw Yuuri the other pair, they're a nice blue, blue seemed like a good color for Yuuri. Victor is back by the pole and it's clear he's just about All Legs.

This pole dancing lesson is quickly going to become a "don't get a boner" challenge.]

[The shorts he catches on reflex alone, because he's too busy staring. Oh geez. He thought he knew what he was getting into, but knowing that Victor would be wearing shorts and seeing him wear them is something entirely different. He clutches the blue shorts to his chest.]

I'm--I'm going to go change. [He squeaks out and practically flees from the room. This is it, this is how he's going to die: Victor in really short shorts. There are probably worse, but also less humiliating ways to go.]

[Victor will just kind of blink, not saying anything. He'd seen Yuuri poledancing in his underwear the night prior, but if sober-him wanted to preserve some modesty Victor wouldn't push it. He'll be clicking on some dance music to play over the speaks, nothing too loud or distracting, since Yuuri was supposed to be instructing him]

[It doesn't take long for him to actually change, but Yuuri considers dragging his feet a little before returning. Only the guilt that immediately makes itself known keeps him from letting this happen.]

Okay, I'm ready. [It's a total lie, he's definitely not ready. Somehow his voice stays relatively steady, even when he catches sight of those shorts again.]

[Victor has not an ounce of modesty, compared to Yuuri. He just smiled brightly, gesturing toward the pole]

Perfect! Show me something easy, to start.

[With Victor giving him something to focus on, Yuuri manages to get past his internal panic and nod.]

Okay... why don't we get you used to the pole first? Climbing up and down a few times like this is a good way to start.

[Yuuri grabs onto the pole with both hands and uses his feet and shin to brace himself against the pole and then climb up. He slides down once he's able to touch the ceiling with his hand, and steps away to give Victor some room.] You try it.

[Victor will watch Yuuri, grinning enthusiastically all the while. Wait, yes, he's totally paying attention to the actual instructions. Focus up! He'll nod, doing as Yuuri demonstrated after. He takes much longer than Yuuri, but he's very careful when getting his position and grip steady.

All the more time for Yuuri to be distracted over just how nice his arms flex and his legs move as he climbs and descends with controlled movements]

[He'd started with the best intentions, eyes glued to Victor as he watches him climb. Once it becomes clear his grip on the bar is perfectly fine, though, Yuuri can't help but let his attention wander. The shorts make it way too easy to fall into shameless oggling.

When Victor's feet are back on the floor again, Yuuri quickly yanks his eyes back up, hoping Victor hadn't caught him.]

U-um, good! Do you think you're getting the hang of it?

[Of course, Victor catches him. He tries not to let on, playing up the ditsy act as he thought over the question, looking at the pole again.]

I don't want to fall again. Let me give it another go! [so. He's doing it again.

He's sure there's a better view of his ass this time. The bare, under curve of it is visible by the time he reaches the top. There's a thrill he's scarcely containing, hoping Yuuri's eyes were glued to him. He won't look, he just hopes.]

[There's no way he can't look when it's right there. Yuuri admittedly feels a little terrible staring at Victor like this, when he's supposed to be making sure he doesn't slip. Yet, he can't quite manage to tear his eyes away.

I never had trouble staying focused in class before, he thinks guitily. Then again, he's always found Victor attractive even before this. He's worrying at his bottom lip again by the time Victor touches down the second time.]

You did it faster this time. How do you feel? [At least, he thinks it was faster. He was somewhat distracted the whole time.]

[That's a good look on Yuuri, Victor thinks, just a little nervous with desire. Victor wants to tease Yuuri right around that sweet spot, wanting to embarrass him, get him thinking, but not embarrass him out of a room. The older man will wink cheerfully]

More confident, now! What's next?

[Yuuri's relieved when Victor wants to move onto something else--he isn't sure he could've handled him doing that again.

Cheeks still pink, Yuuri steps toward Victor and the pole.]

Confident enough to try one of the basic spinning moves?

Not sure, show me! [he's going to watch just as carefully as Yuuri was watching him]

Okay. This one's called the carousel.

[As his fingers curl around the pole again, Yuuri's realizes that something has shifted between them. He's much more aware of Victor's gaze on him this time.

Yuuri braces one hand lower on the pole as he takes a step for the momentum to launch himself up into the air. The muscles in his arms and legs go taut as he spins around, keeping his legs straight and almost parallel to the pole until he gently steps back on the mats.]

[there's nothing wrong with mutual ogling! Victor watches carefully, grinning and clapping as Yuuri lands smoothly.]

Could I see it twice more before I try? I was watching your legs, I should see how your arms are, then try to take in the whole picture. [also more excuses to look over Yuuri's lovely body]

Y-yeah, I can show you again.

[Okay. Now he's definitely sure Victor's watching him for other reasons, too. It's...an exhilarating feeling. Though he normally prefers to avoid attention, he's realized throughout the day how much he likes having Victor's eyes on him. Victor, it seems, it just an exception to just about every rule of his.

The second time he swings his body up in the carousel trick, it's simple and strsight from the textbook. The third time, though, Yuuri feels a little daring. As his body spins, he turns and looks at Victor with a smile--flirtatious for him--before hooking one leg around the pole and extending the other, still spinning the whole time.]

[Theeere he is, there's that confident, drop dead sexy, dream man from the banquet. Victor is honestly swept away for a moment, but he's more than happy to laugh through what could be embarrassing, otherwise. He fans himself with a hand dramatically]

Phew! It got hotter in here, I think!

[When Yuuri lets go of the pole, he's pink in the cheeks but grinning and looking a little pleased with himself.]

Your turn now. Were you watching me carefully?

[The words come out without a stutter, but the way the blush darkens, even spreading to the tips of his ears gives him away. Still, Yuuri isn't lacking in determination when he puts his mind to something. He looks Victor right in the eyes as he says all this, and doesn't look away once.]

[Confidence through Yuuri's obvious embarrassment is wildly attractive, maybe more than the pole dancing itself! Victor sighs, waving his hand even more to further the joke]

Mercy, Yuuri! Of course I was! [he's going to the pole after, not willing to stop now. He HAD paid attention, but there's a lot of feeling out to do on his own. He goes for a spin and doesn't quite get the momentum needed. Determined, he'll try again, a bit better, but not much.]

A lighter grip or more force?

More force. [He steps closer, seemingly pausing for a second to debate with himself before he gets an oddly determined look on his face. This time, he gets right into Victor's space to adjust his grip on the pole and then even putting his hands on Victor's hips to adjust his posture. He blushes the whole time, but he does it. Victor's playful encouragement of his attempts at flirting is doing wonders for his confidence.]

Okay, try it again. This time swing your outer leg a little more, too.

Okay, don't be where I could kick you! [Victor is more than pleased with the instructional touches and closeness, but he knows he can be clumsy when learning something new. He'll hoist himself around the pole, as Yuuri said, legs swinging around and allowing him to land softly. Not perfect, but much smoother!]

[Yuuri backs up just enough to stay out of range, but otherwise stays close, practically beaming when Victor's adjustments let him complete the spin this time.]

That was a lot better, Victor!

[Victor grins, doing it once more just a bit more solid, feeling confident on it. He'll leave room for Yuuri to take the pole again]

What's next? Show me something impressive that I definitely can't do, so I work up to it. [having a solid goal in mind helps him!]

[Yuuri laughs quietly, hands pressed together over his lips as he thinks. Having this much fun while teaching Victor the basics of pole dancing is something a little unexpected. He'd honestly thought he would just seize up with nerves when he first offered it in the morning, and never has he been happier to be wrong.]

Well, there's this one trick I've always wanted to be able to do, but I haven't been able to get it right yet. It takes more strength than skill, though.

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