Night Terrors

by Flutter221B

During the night, Yuri Plisetsky is starting to have terrible dreams from his past. His family does start to notice that something is going on and they decide to send him to talk with a professional about his past. Otayuri.

His heart was racing when he found out what was really going to happen. A large calloused hand was trailing down the front of his stomach, slowly getting closer to the waist band of his shorts. He let out a short gasp when the hand pulled at his waistband. The hand let the waistband snap back against him. He let out a groan of pain when the waistband contacted his waist.

A small mewl was edged out of his mouth as the hand ran short but sharp fingernails down his exposed thighs. He could feel the scratches and squirmed slightly trying to move away. As he moved to sit up, his legs were pulled roughly causing him to slide down more on his back. He shut his eyes when the weight on the bed was slowly moving upwards.

He knew that someone was starting to straddle his small body when he felt knees pressing his hands down into the bed. Every time he squirmed just caused the man to put more pressure on his hands, hurting him more than before.

"That's it, Yura." The small blonde went wide eyed at the sound of that voice. "You like this… You like me treating you like this don't you…?"

Yuri Plisetsky looked shocked at who was above him and quivered slightly. "D…dad…"