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Life, love & gay figure skating. Figure skating, #yurionice & queer media. Literary editor by day, fanfiction writer by night. Loves to analyse things. This is a fan account. She/they.

AO3 & contact: https://dancingontheblades.carrd.co/
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My mental state at the end of SkAm 2025. #SkateAmerica #GPFigure
Corey Circelli FS ending pose.
November 16, 2025 at 11:18 PM
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Me when Kevin won #SkateAmerica

#GPFigure
happy Kevin in the kiss and cry
November 16, 2025 at 10:42 AM
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Blood on your sleeve, a cut eye, death on the ice - THIS IS THE FIGURE SKATING DRAMA I'M LIVING FOR

#SkateAmerica #GPFigure
Corey Circelli free skating ending pose
November 16, 2025 at 8:35 AM
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Not sure who needs to see this, but Wakaba Higuchi has posted some very important Wakaori content in her Insta stories #NHKTrophy #figureskating
Wakaba hugs Kaori from behind Wakaba hugs Kaori as Kaori takes a selfie of them, the text below reads "daisuki no hito" = favourite person
November 9, 2025 at 7:20 PM
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And Jimmy Ma enjoys annoying Amber Glenn - skaters' bios never disappoint.
#NHK杯フィギュア #GPFigure #NHKTrophy
Jimmy Ma ISU bio: https://isu-skating.com/figure-skating/skaters/jimmy-ma/
November 8, 2025 at 9:21 PM
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Forgot to post over irl figure skating, so here's Chapter 17 of my #YuriOnIce continuation "From St. Petersburg with Love"!

No sponsors for geezers: Being a living legend is hard. Coming back is even harder, especially at 28. That's a lesson, Viktor Nikiforov has yet to learn.

tinyurl.com/ycp9snzj
From St. Petersburg with Love dancing_on_the_blades Summary: When your greatest dream has come true, when you’ve found the one who finishes your duet, the most compelling tale begins. Yuuri has shown to the world that he can meet Viktor as an equal on the ice. Viktor has found the prince he stopped believing in a lifetime ago. Two hearts, once ready to sacrifice the ice for love, now united on the ice and in love. Determined to win gold before their wedding, Yuuri is burning to compete against his coach and fiancé, while Viktor is ready to break the shackles of his past with his passion rekindled. Now that the lovers have moved in together in St. Petersburg, nothing finally stands between them and their desire to become rivals. Or so they have thought. For sharing a domestic life and adapting to a foreign country comes with new challenges, and a legacy left behind no longer opens every door. And if that wasn’t already a hell of a lot to deal with, a throwaway comment that was meant to be a joke threatens Yuuri’s stay in Russia. Will Stay by my side and never leave be all Yuuri and Viktor need to overcome the obstacles life throws in their path, or will Yuuri come to the realisation that he will never be enough for the Russian Hero? “Is this what you called me for, Vitya?” They pulled apart at once. “Yakov!” Viktor exclaimed. “Hi! I was teaching Yuuri the difference between quad flip and quad Lutz.” “I didn’t see any teaching.” Yakov wore his trench coat and his mafia hat. “If you’re only fooling around, I will go back home to my Sunday brunch.” “Oh, Yuuri and I were just taking a break.” Yakov’s tiny eyes narrowed. “What were you practising?” “I was showing Yuuri my tricks for the take-off of his two new quads, but so far, we haven’t found one that Yuuri feels comfortable enough with to improve his success rate.” “But Viktor said if I jump with the power of love—” Yuuri added. “Nonsense,” Yakov snapped. “Love doesn’t give you high GOEs. Only a good technique does. Show me your quad, Yuuri.”
November 3, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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Using "father" as a synonym for today's #WIPSnips because Pjotr Nikiforov is a scary man, especially when you want to give your household helper a day off so that you and your husband can be naughty but then send the text to your father.

- from my #YuriOnIce husbands-to-rivals WIP "In Love and War"
He returned to the bedroom. “Yuuri, Babushka says that she didn’t get my message.” Yuuri had buttoned his jeans and was perching on the bed. “But I thought you texted her.” Viktor swiped through his contacts. The last text he had sent to his household helper had been about two items for the shopping list he had left for her on the kitchen table. That had been on Monday. “Strange. I remember typing the text.” “Perhaps you forgot to send it?” That night, Viktor had been very drunk. It was possible. Then he saw the preview of the last sent message to the contact above her. Pjotr Nikiforov. “Oh, I accidentally sent it to my father.” In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
November 1, 2025 at 10:20 AM
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When your coach commanded you to shave off the beard you had grown so carefully for a period-themed ball and you are forced to do it with a cheap shaver 🤭

- from my #yurionice husbands-to-rivals WIP "In Love and War"
#YOI #fanifction #WIPsnips
Viktor had shaved off his whiskers with a disposable shaver he had scrounged off from Igor. Frowning, he fingered his cheeks in front of the changing room mirror. “This cheap shaver damaged the outer barrier of my skin,” he murmured, regarding the red streaks across his cheeks. He spun. “Yuuri! Do you think I can step in front of the press like this or should I ask Mila for make-up?” Yuuri looked up from his phone, his strong eyebrows furrowed. “What? Why?” “Do I look like Frankenstein’s monster?” Yuuri blinked. “You look like you, Viktor. The beard looked cute on you, but it tickled.” In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
October 31, 2025 at 10:23 AM
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Cheating myself into today's #WIPSnips with "charms" as a synonym for "spell" because Viktor Nikiforov has these in abundance to the point that he can cheat, sorry charm himself into getting higher scores 😇

- from my #yurionice husbands-to-rivals #fanfiction "In Love and War"
“That quad flip was underrotated,” Yakov growled as the replays showed Viktor’s first jumping pass. “But the protocol says that I landed it on the quarter,” Viktor objected. “It’s underrotated, Vitya.” “Perhaps,” Viktor said, stroking his chin, “the judges were distracted by my charms.” “Incorrigible,” his coach muttered. Viktor turned to his husband. “Yuuri, how did you like my performance?” he murmured. Yuuri blushed adorably. He glanced at the cameras and covered his mouth. “It made me want to rein you in.” In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
October 30, 2025 at 10:29 AM
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From my #yoi husbands-to-rivals WIP In Love and War: Yuuri and Viktor race home at the end of their morning run and the loser makes breakfast. Of course, Viktor tries to cheat himself into being rewarded.

#yurionice #wordgamewednesday #WIPwednesday
“Makkachin begs to differ.” Viktor was clutching his side. Yuuri had to give him credit for his creativity and his physical effort. “He says we won.” “I can only see half of your team arriving before me. That doesn’t count.” “Why, it’s called teamwork.” “I managed to get here without cheating my way here with a pet.” They stared at each other. Viktor’s eyes glittered as he gazed at Yuuri. “Okay. I make breakfast if we shower together first.” “We’ll be late for practice.” “Then it was the traffic’s fault.” Viktor smirked and brought his face close to Yuuri’s. “It won’t be entirely wrong.” His coach voice sent electrifying ripples through Yuuri’s body. “Let’s go then. But naughty coaches don’t get a reward.” Fifteen intense minutes later, Yuuri stepped into the kitchen where Viktor was baking blinis, grateful that morning practice would only be basics and footwork. In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
October 29, 2025 at 6:14 PM
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It's like being knighted! (and I remember being a little embarrassed)

I actually made a screenshot because I needed to treasure this precious moment for eternity! And in that particular case, I was actually looking up a fictional skater, so I was talking bs in my earlier post lol
Screenshot of a tweet: "When you look up some minor details about a fictional skater on the Yuri On Ice wiki and you hear Mark Hanretty's voice in your mind reading the article to you as if he was sharing some lore during a competition, figure skating has finally roasted your brain" - Mark Hanretty and two others liked your post
October 29, 2025 at 8:25 AM
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Since there are only figure skating costumes in my #yurionice husbands-to-rivals wip and costume violations are rather intentional than scary, I chose to roll with a snippet that matches the melancholic vibe of the season. #WIPSnips #fanfiction #YOI
Twenty minutes before the warm-up, Yuuri and Viktor returned to their changing room. Yuuri unzipped his bag with a heavy heart. A lump had formed in his throat that he could not swallow. They undressed in silence, but as Viktor pulled out his costume, Yuuri’s heart clenched. He took the fabric from him. “Viktor.” “Huh?” “We’ve dressed each other all season long. Let’s not skip this step for our final battle.” A warm smile that could have melted the deepest winter frost spread across Viktor’s face. “You’re right, Yuuri. I’d love to keep our ritual up until the end.” - In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
October 28, 2025 at 9:01 AM
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Joining #WIPSnips for the first time with a snippet from my husbands-to-rivals wip "In Love and War" - a fanfic continuation of #yurionice that also serves as a form of therapy to process my emotional trauma of being a figure skating fan.
The door opened and Yakov stormed into the rink, his trench coat flapping. The glare underneath his hat would have killed a younger, more foolish Viktor. “Yakov!” Viktor waved and glided to the barrier. “Where have you been? I’ve missed your wisdom!” His coach grunted. “I had another argument with that impertinent woman.” “Did Lilia forbid you to eat red meat again? You know she’s right, it’s bad for your health.” “Not her. That mad woman from Moscow.” “Again?” Viktor exclaimed. Yakov’s face darkened. “She demands that I’ll send Anya back to her and or she’ll make sure the girl will lose her egilibiltiy to compete internationally.” In Love and War @dancing_on_the_blades
October 26, 2025 at 10:19 AM
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Here's a little a teaser for the latest chapter of my YOI continuation for you! Brace yourselves for relationship drama, hot shower sex, and a double-date disaster.

#yurionice #viktuuri #katsukiyuuri #viktornikiforov #fanfiction #YOI
“Yuuri? Why are you practising now?” Yuuri flinched. Viktor stood in the doorway, his sliver-blond hair all tousled, his eyes heavy with sleep. The sweatpants he had donned hung loosely around his slim figure, emphasising his hip bones. The light filtering into the corridor casted a landscape of troughs and valleys on his muscular arms and torso that brought the image of an ancient marble sculpture to mind. Makkachin stood next to him, panting and wagging his stubby tail with excitement that contradicted the late hour. Yuuri choked on his sudden sense of guilt. “No reason,” he blurted. “I… I just thought because we’ve skipped our evening session, I should do some dancing on my own.” Viktor frowned. “Yuuri, what are you really doing here?” Yuuri took off his earphones. Of course, Viktor had not bought the excuse. They were long beyond this. He squeezed his eyes shut. This was going to be one of the hardest things he had ever done. Even harder than his decision in Barcelona… When he opened his eyes again, he forced himself to hold Viktor’s sharp gaze. “Viktor, I need to know: Do you still want to marry me? Because if you don’t, I’ll move back to Japan immediately.” Viktor blinked. “What?”
October 21, 2025 at 5:52 PM
dancingontheblades.bsky.social
How about some gay thirst for Amber from tumblr instead?

www.tumblr.com/magicaleggpl...
Amber Glenn with her face half in shadow Amber Glenn in a black costume, sprawling sensually Amber Glenn skating in wide pants an open shirt, revealing a black bra.
October 20, 2025 at 7:53 AM
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#yurionice continuation: From St. Petersburg with Love - Chapter 16:

After the disastrous dinner with his parents, Viktor receives desperately needed stamina training and gets proposed to in a pub restroom.

read here: tinyurl.com/3fwbychr

#YOI #viktuuri #katsukiyuuri #viktornikiforov #fanfiction
From St. Petersburg with Love dancing_on_the_blades Summary: When your greatest dream has come true, when you’ve found the one who finishes your duet, the most compelling tale begins. Yuuri has shown to the world that he can meet Viktor as an equal on the ice. Viktor has found the prince he stopped believing in a lifetime ago. Two hearts, once ready to sacrifice the ice for love, now united on the ice and in love. Determined to win gold before their wedding, Yuuri is burning to compete against his coach and fiancé, while Viktor is ready to break the shackles of his past with his passion rekindled. Now that the lovers have moved in together in St. Petersburg, nothing finally stands between them and their desire to become rivals. Or so they have thought. For sharing a domestic life and adapting to a foreign country comes with new challenges, and a legacy left behind no longer opens every door. And if that wasn’t already a hell of a lot to deal with, a throwaway comment that was meant to be a joke threatens Yuuri’s stay in Russia. Will Stay by my side and never leave be all Yuuri and Viktor need to overcome the obstacles life throws in their path, or will Yuuri come to the realisation that he will never be enough for the Russian Hero?
October 19, 2025 at 9:07 PM
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This is the paragraph in question (from the latest chapter of my YOI continuation From St. Petersburg with Love):

I use such paragraphs to carve out the different types of attraction they experience. That Yuuri's gay ace lens excites Viktor fans is something I hadn't even considered.
Yuuri flinched. Viktor stood in the doorway, his sliver-blond hair all tousled, his eyes heavy with sleep. The sweatpants he had donned hung loosely around his slim figure, emphasising his hip bones. The light filtering into the corridor casted a landscape of troughs and valleys on his muscular arms and torso that brought the image of an ancient marble sculpture to mind. Makkachin stood next to him, panting and wagging his stubby tail with excitement that contradicted the late hour.
October 19, 2025 at 8:17 AM
dancingontheblades.bsky.social
I swear I had absolutely no idea that Yuuri describing Viktor as aesthetically pleasing had the potential to make my readers, or at least one of them, drool. 🤭

Then I got this comment:
By the way...you are so mean! I was drooling with your first paragraph describing Victor with his tusled hair, visible atletic hip bones and arm.muscles. ..GOD, WE NEED MORE OF THIS KIND OF GREEK GOD DEPICTION 🤤🤤🤤😍😍😍😍
October 19, 2025 at 8:01 AM
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Kicking off ⛸️ GP season with wearing one of my viktuuri T-shirts for work today. 🥰
Grey girlie T-shirt with a print of Yuuri and Viktor from Yuri!!! On Ice skating together.
October 17, 2025 at 7:54 AM
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2 characters you love & tag 5 others to do the same ❤️

Being very predictable by going with my OTP as well!

Yuuri and Viktor from #yurionice sparked my obsession with figure skating and made me cancel my previous writing projects to continue their story as fanfiction (AO3 link in bio).

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Yuuri and Viktor from Yuri On Ice after the kiss in episode 7, gazing lovingly at each other. Yuuri and Viktor from Yuri On Ice dancing together at the GPF banquet in Sochi.
October 7, 2025 at 7:34 PM
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My readers on AO3 were pretty anxious about this chapter since Viktor announced that it's time for Yuuri to meet his parents. If you're looking for a fresh take on Vitya's family, you might like to check out my Yuri On Ice continuation!
#yurionice #yoi
Excerpt From St. Petersburg with Love - chapter 15: The sense of unease grew the further they walked through the darkening street. For about a decade, Viktor had not set foot into this street. When he entered Vasilyevsky, he took other routes. His unease buzzed like a vespiary, completely unlike the thrilling swarm of butterflies that flew up whenever he looked at Yuuri. The light faded in fast motion. Yuuri’s dark eyes wandered over the facades as they strolled along the street. “Which house is it?” “This one.” Viktor pointed to a baroque building fifty metres down the street. The front was decorated with stucco and a massive balcony. “But we still have a few minutes left to give Makkachin some exercise.” “We’ve walked all the way here.” “My parents value punctuality.” “Oh,” Yuuri said softly. He tightened his grip around Viktor’s fingers. He’s nervous. He’s relying on me knowing how to navigate this visit. At least that was something to focus on. Viktor put on a smile. “Don’t worry, Yuuri. They won’t have you for dinner. My parents are vegetarians.” “I’m not nervous,” Yuuri said, but the way he buried his face deeper in his scarf said it all. “You’re nice. You’re polite, and you’re educated. Not to forget you’re handsome.” Viktor winked. “They will adore you!” “It’s just…” Yuuri stopped. The part of his cheeks that was visible above the scarf had turned red. “I’ve never met someone’s parents. I mean… except for friends. We have rules for this in Japan. How am I supposed to behave?” Smiling, Viktor brushed a strand of hair off Yuuri’s face with gloved fingers. “Just be your usual wonderful self.”
October 4, 2025 at 7:17 AM
dancingontheblades.bsky.social
Chapter 15 of my #yurionice continuation is out!
Yuuri will finally meet Viktor's parents and, as always, Viktor has just the best advice: “Just be your usual wonderful self.”

read here: archiveofourown.org/works/615482...
From St. Petersburg with Love by dancing_on_the_blades Summary: When your greatest dream has come true, when you’ve found the one who finishes your duet, the most compelling tale begins. Yuuri has shown to the world that he can meet Viktor as an equal on the ice. Viktor has found the prince he stopped believing in a lifetime ago. Two hearts, once ready to sacrifice the ice for love, now united on the ice and in love. Determined to win gold before their wedding, Yuuri is burning to compete against his coach and fiancé, while Viktor is ready to break the shackles of his past with his passion rekindled. Now that the lovers have moved in together in St. Petersburg, nothing finally stands between them and their desire to become rivals. Or so they have thought. For sharing a domestic life and adapting to a foreign country comes with new challenges, and a legacy left behind no longer opens every door. And if that wasn’t already a hell of a lot to deal with, a throwaway comment that was meant to be a joke threatens Yuuri’s stay in Russia. Will Stay by my side and never leave be all Yuuri and Viktor need to overcome the obstacles life throws in their path, or will Yuuri come to the realisation that he will never be enough for the Russian Hero?
October 3, 2025 at 6:30 AM
dancingontheblades.bsky.social
I love him!

#mikhailshaidorov #denistenmemorial
Mikhail Shaidorov ending his SP at Denis Ten Memorial 2025 with a split glide, one arm up with a sign of the horns
October 2, 2025 at 8:20 PM
dancingontheblades.bsky.social
#viktuuri #kinktober Day 2

featured kink: hot tub sex
secondary kinks: biting, submission

This snippet is from an upcoming chapter of my #yurionice continuation "From St. Petersburg with Love", where Yuuri teases Viktor while their bathing after practice with Viktor's luxurious bath tub.
#viktuuri #kinktober Day 2 featured kink: hot tub sex secondary kinks: biting, submission Page 1: Yuuri’s toe poked Viktor’s butthole. “Yuuri…,” Viktor said sternly. Water sloshed as Yuuri bent forward and ran a covetous hand down Viktor’s chest. It was all it took Viktor to get hard. “You’re insatiable, Yuuri,” he said hoarsely as Yuuri’s hand closed around his cock. “Who of us is the needy one?” Yuuri muttered. A little moan escaped Viktor as Yuuri started stroking him. Viktor wanted to bend him over the edge and take him, but he could feel that he was all Yuuri’s now. He pulled Yuuri towards him, one hand on his bum. “What turned you on?” “The thought of us domineering every podium.” Yuuri barely lifted his mouth from Viktor’s as he spoke. “Of people loving and hating us wherever we go because they cannot surpass us.” His tongue snaked into Viktor’s mouth, warm and sleek, and commanding in its presence as it curled around Viktor’s. A muted moan welled out of Viktor and he found himself surrendering to its strokes that came in perfect synchrony with the caresses Yuuri’s hand was dealing his growing length. The warmth inside him became a soft, pulsating heat. “But if you miss the podium, you will learn how strict of a coach I can be.” Yuuri’s dark eyes burned down on him. “And if you win, I’ll put you in your place later in the hotel, Russian Hero.” A delicious shiver ran through Viktor. Is this why he wants to compete against me? How many kinks does he have? Yuuri! What are you doing to me? Page 2: His crotch was burning with need. He wanted Yuuri to end him. To punish him for winning and take his legacy apart and turn him into a toy to sate his carnal desires. “That’s the best motivation to win,” he said hoarsely. The pressure around his cock tightened. Yuuri bit Viktor in the neck. “Now, be still.” Gasping, Viktor closed his eyes. His fingers gripped the edge of the tub. His entire body was alight from Yuuri’s intrepid hand, his deft tongue, and the sweet nothings he was whispering. “Don’t take your eyes off me, Vitka!” Viktor flinched. Yuuri’s eyes were firm and solemn. Another shiver ran through him. “I want to see your desire for me in your eyes when I make you come.” Viktor blushed. He held Yuuri’s gaze that forced him into submission and his body responded with lust burning through his veins like fire. Is this why he likes being dominant? To revel in my reaction to his attentions? Me, the idol he made his? “Yuuri,” he whispered and tensed all over. “Let it out, Vitka,” Yuuri whispered. “Show me how much us domineering every podium turns you on.” Enough that I can’t wait to defend my title against you at Worlds, Viktor thought before lust ripped the words from his mouth. He held Yuuri’s unwavering gaze until the tremors of his outburst had ebbed. When it was over, Yuuri brushed a dripping strand off Viktor’s face. “You looked so beautiful, Vitya,” he whispered and cuddled up to him.
October 2, 2025 at 7:08 PM
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I'm thrilled to kick off viktuuri #kinktober with a scene from my husbands-to-rivals wip that takes place during a trip to France in the off-season. We're warming up rather tame with:

featured kink: outdoor sex
secondary kinks: soft D/s, edging, horny fan

#yurionice #YOI
Viktuuri-Kinktober 2025 Day 1: outdoor sex secondary kinks: soft D/s, edging, horny fan Page 1: Yuuri thought back to how much he had wanted to win gold at his first Grand Prix Final and about his plans for the next one. He placed a piece of cheese between Viktor’s lips. “My skating is not the only way in which I enjoy ending you, Viktor.” He ate another piece of cheese, took a gulp of wine, and bent down. Viktor made a soft noise as Yuuri caressed his tongue with wine. “Do you remember what I did to you in the park of Versailles?” he asked, moving his hand south. “Yes,” Viktor said hoarsely. Gently but firm, Yuuri massaged him through his chinos. “Do you remember what you were thinking?” Viktor’s fair eyebrows furled. “I was thinking how much I like it when your Eros shows and you make me yours.” Yuuri brushed his fingers over Viktor’s forehead. “I want you to hold on to that thought.” Viktor’s eyes glazed over. “Okay.” He was hard as a stone. Yuuri chuckled. “You’re so hopelessly caught up in your desire for me, Viktor. This gives me so many ideas.” He kissed Viktor again, fumbling with his belt. They were alone, only lavender fields far and wide. The foliage sheltered them from the road, neither farmhouses nor villages in sight. Page 2: Yuuri took his time as he pleasured Viktor with gentle but relentless strokes of his tongue, careful to make the experience as tantalising as possible, revelling in the arching of Viktor’s back and his soft moans as he surrendered himself to Yuuri. He made Viktor whisper is name on the verge of extasy thrice until he allowed him to come. Viktor’s release was a fight of writhing limbs, but Yuuri pressed him down, prolonging the moment until Viktor sunk onto the blanket with a heavy sigh. “Yuuri, I…” Yuuri reached for his backpack and rummaged inside it. “Yuuri.” Viktor’s voice was urgent with need and disbelief as Yuuri unbuttoend his jeans. “Did you prepare for this?” “After our last trip it made sense.” Yuuri yanked Viktor’s open chinos down to his knees and lifted his legs. “Wow, Yuuri! Now I really feel at the mercy of some horny fan.” “I am your greatest fan, Viktor. And right now, I’m very horny.” He swept his hand over Viktor’s crotch. “Now shut up.” He held Viktor captive with his gaze as he made love to him, gentle but with increasing force, fuelled by the agony in Viktor’s eyes until the figure skating legend Yuuri had married was a boneless mess of lust and desire for the man who had stolen him from the world.
October 1, 2025 at 7:22 PM