A kink for every day of the month!
It all started with a gag gift from Yurio. The four of them, Yurio, Otabek, Yuri, and Victor, had all decided to celebrate Christmas on the 24th, leaving the 25th open for the celebration of Victor's birthday. The previous evening, as they all lounge full and content after dinner and some Christmas film playing that none of them really paid attention to, Yurio put a candy striped box in front of the elder Russian with a devious smirk that could only mean trouble.
Now Victor drizzles the gifted flavoured lube across Yuri's hole as he lay sprawled out on their black sheets. It came as a set of four - one sugar cookie, another eggnog, the third chocolate, and the one Victor sets on the nightstand peppermint. He can smell the sweet scent of it as he watches the lube slide between Yuri's cheeks and drip off his balls, making one of the most enticing looking meals Victor has ever seen.
He admires for only a moment more before using his middle finger to push the lube in Yuri's pink hole, feeling the younger man shudder as he is entered. Victor pumps his finger twice before withdrawing it. When Yuri whines he places a wet kiss on his entrance before peaking his tongue between his lips to swipe across the wrinkled skin.
"Vi-Victor," Yuri just barely breathes as Victor places broad, flat tongued licks between his cheeks. Then he curls his tongue and presses into him and Yuri's entire body quivers with pleasure. His moans grow louder and more frequent as Victor traces his tongue across all his inner muscles, the Russian voicing his own pleasure in deep groans that reverberate against Yuri's skin. Victor has always loved to eat him out.
Victor slaps his right ass cheek just hard enough to sting before spreading them apart, huffing soft breaths as he sloppily makes out with Yuri's twitching hole, peppermint lube and spit dripping down onto the towel they laid overtop the sheets.
Yuri's hands twists in the blankets, his back arching as he gasps out soft, wrecked moans of "Victor!" and "Fuck, yes, just like that." His rosy cock weeps pearly precum against his belly as he worries his lower lip between his teeth, trying to ground himself in the pleasure that makes him giddy. But once Victor pushes a digit coated in candy flavoured lube to rub at his prostate Yuri lets go entirely, white sparks behind as eyes as he cries his lover's name loudly, letting orgasm wash over him.
The Russian lightly traces his tongue against Yuri's rim as he moans through his climax, occasionally lapping up some of the peppermint lubricant before returning to his previous spot. He finishes with one last noisy kiss against Yuri's hole before grinning up at him.
Yuri's smile in return is sleepy and pleasure drunk as he flops onto his back, pulling the older man close to peck his lips, light and tender. "Happy birthday, Vitya."