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~Jan 15th Blackout event

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((from here))

[ He closes his eyes again when Yuuri leans down, his hand on Yuri's hip sliding up Yuuri's back, hitching the borrowed shirt higher. ]

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[ Sorry, Viktor. He borrowed it, but now he's sliding it back over his head and lets it pool on the floor. His abdominal muscles are very nice in the fading light. ]

Can I try something else, Viktor?

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[ Yes, yes those muscles look very nice. Viktor can't help but touch them, spreading his fingers out to feel every contour and ridge of them.

The innocent question surprises Viktor into laughing lightly. As if Yuuri needed to ask. ]

Anything you want.

PROBABLY NSFW PAST THIS POINT

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[ Yuuri hooks his thumbs in Viktor's waistband. And tugs them lower. ]

I want to do something tonight. In case something happens tomorrow.

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[ Yuuri didn't need to ask, but Viktor didn't think he'd ask that. His eyes widen as he watches Yuuri's hands, Yuuri's actual fingers pulling at his pants with no prompting other than his own. ]

Yuuri—are you sure?

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[ He clenches his fingers in the cloth of Viktor's pants. ]

I want this. I want this, dammit. I don't want to regret something in the future because I'm too shy now.

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Yuuri.

[ Viktor sits up then, cupping Yuuri's face with one hand, the other covering Yuuri's clenched hand. He kisses Yuuri gently, but he draws it out. ]

But I don't want you regretting something you're not ready to do now. It's just like with jumps; if you push yourself too hard, you'll hurt yourself.

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[ He lets him, turning his hand over a bit as he watches Viktor's lips ghost over his knuckles. ]

No, Viktor. I want to do this.

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[ He meets Yuuri's eyes then ... and gives a soft sigh, smiling tenderly. ]

Okay.

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Good. If you're okay, then. Tell me no if you ever change your mind.

[ And Yuuri moves to slide his pants off. ]

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And you'll tell me if it's too much?

[ But Viktor can't help the flush that's coming to his face now, still visible in the dim light from the window. He leans back onto his elbows so he can raise his hips for Yuuri to tug, and by then it's obvious just how excited Viktor is about Yuuri's determination. ]

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[ A gleam comes into his eye at that. He's taking it as a challenge. ]

I won't need to. You're the one who'll be begging me to finish you off.

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[ God, Viktor loves him so much. He grins even as he shivers again, thrilled at Yuuri's sass, egging him on even further. ]

Not if you don't get started.

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((from here))


[ A few hours after they doze off but before the sun rises, Yuuri might be awoken again by Viktor (sorry fiancé) who suddenly jackknifes into sitting up. His breathing is fast and harsh until he gulps loudly, then tries to control his breath through his nose. He's trembling as if he were cold despite the fact that he's drenched with sweat. ]

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[ Yuuri jerks into wakefulness rather muzzily at that, uncertain of his surroundings. He grabs for his glasses. ]

-- Viktor?

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[ The sound of his hard breathing stops as Viktor tries to swallow down his still-present panic. He has to physically swallow several times before he trusts his voice enough to respond. ]

A-Ah, sorry, Yuuri. I didn't mean to w-wake you.

[ Even then, his voice is unsteady and strained. ]

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It's fine, don't even think about it ...

[ He leans in closer to Viktor, tentatively reaching hands out for his face. ]

Nightmares again?

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... Mmm.

[ He head turns before Yuuri's hand gets there, then Viktor's moving to get out of bed. ]

Getting some water. I have a headache ...

[ He doesn't even bother with putting pants on before exiting the door quickly, just going out in his briefs. ]

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[ Oh man. He pads after Viktor, then. Worried. ]

Sure. Can I get you some medicine?

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[ Actually, wait no, standing and walking was a bad idea after the hard drinking he did earlier that night combined with his uneasy stomach after the nightmare. He makes a beeline to the bathroom instead, nearly not making it to the toilet before retching. ]

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[ Poor, poor Viktor ... Yuuri goes to pour him that glass. ]

I told you to drink more water.

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[ Ugh, this was not his night. He only manages a weak sound in response, hovering over the toilet for a few minutes more until his stomach settles.

He slowly sits back with a dull thump on the bathroom floor, reaching for the glass. ]

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[ He holds it steady until he's sure Viktor has a solid grip on it. ]

... Better?

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[ He nods, taking a mouthful to swish and spit into the bowl again before actually drinking.

He mumbles into the glass after a moment or two, ] Sorry ...

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It's all right, Viktor. I really don't mind.