Smut written by an asexual virgin- enjoy!
They both knew their first time was coming. Since winning silver and the grand prix final, Yuuri's relationship with Viktor only blossomed further. It was at a dinner date when the topic first came up.
'Have you ever had sex, Yuuri?' the question left Viktor's lips as easily as one would ask how the weather was. Yuuri choked on his drink, un-sure if he'd heard the question correctly.
'Viktor!' he hissed, 'we're in public'.
'No one's listening', Viktor smirked, slurping his ramen noodles un-gracefully, 'but if you'd rather tell me later, that's fine'.
Truth be told, Yuuri had never had sex. He and Viktor had experimented, sure, but the thought of full-on intercourse un-nerved Yuuri. At this point in their relationship, Yuuri felt able to discuss sexual preferences with Viktor, describing his fantasies and interests, despite his inexperience. Viktor, on the other hand, had had his fair share of sexual endeavours; most notably, a drunken night spent in a pool with Chris which later resulted in the pair being banned from the hotel. But in these instances, sex was purely a release for Viktor; an act made simply to result in pleasure. The Russian had never experienced true, unconditional love, not until he met Katsuki Yuuri. Suddenly, a sexual act became an expression of love for Viktor, and he could never imagine expressing such love with anyone but Yuuri.
The couple left the restaurant hand in hand, choosing to walk the nighttime streets of Hasetsu rather than hail a taxi.
'Are you ready to answer my question, Yuuri?' Viktor asked.
'I'd think you already knew the answer', Yuuri shrugged, 'no, I haven't'.
'Have you... considered it? With me?' Viktor asked, his usual confidence diminishing just slightly. By no means did he want to pressurise Yuuri, he just knew that Yuuri would never have the confidence to bring it up himself.
Yuuri thought for a moment, 'yes, of course...' he blushed, 'you were my teenage fantasy, Viktor... still are'.
Viktor felt his heart leap as his cheeks turned rosy, 'really? you used to... used to think of me?'
Yuuri nodded, 'when we kiss, it's the best feeling in the world and... and when you touch me... I can't describe it, Vitya'.
Viktor shuddered, Yuuri using his pet name was always so arousing. 'Do you like it when I touch you?' he lowered his voice.
'God yes...', Yuuri exclaimed, feeling arousal growing in his stomach as his brain conjured up memories, 'you always make me feel so good and... and I would like to take it to the next stage'.
'Are you sure, Yuuri?' Viktor asked with all seriousness.
'Yes', he stopped in his tracks and looked up at his fiancé, 'Vitya, I want you to make love to me'.
Viktor could feel his heart beating out of his chest, he lowered his head, connecting his lips to Yuuri's in a gentle but passionate kiss. 'Let's get back then'.
By the time the pair had returned to the onesen, it was gone midnight and the house was silent. Yuuri was thankful his bedroom was upstairs, some distance from the rest. Leading Viktor up the stairs, he could feel himself breathing faster, out of anticipation, arousal or nerves, he wasn't sure. As soon as the door was closed, he was pinned up against the door by Viktor, Viktor's lips attacking his neck, eliciting soft moans. As Viktor pushed Yuuri harder into the door, his clothed erection dug into Yuuri's thigh, arousing him further. Not removing his lips from Yuuri's neck, Viktor slowly began to un-do the buttons of Yuuri's shirt, sending electricity down Yuuri's spine.
Un-able to take so much pleasure at once, Yuuri put his hands on Viktor's shoulders, directing him away from his neck. Kneeling down, Yuuri got to work on un-zipping Viktor's pants. Looking down, Viktor could hardly control himself watching Yuuri at such an angle: his hair perfectly slicked back, cheeks flushed and lips so perfectly moist. Free-ing Viktor's hardness from his pants, Yuuri placed a few gentle kisses along the shaft, earning a shudder from Viktor.
'Yuuri...', he groaned as the Japanese man licked at the pre-cum beading on the tip, 'that's perfect, you're perfect'.
Yuuri hummed, taking Viktor's length into his mouth.
Yuuri's first time giving Viktor head was only about a month ago yet he'd learnt quickly, picking up on Viktor's most sensitive spots. Viktor groaned as Yuuri bobbed his head up and down; the pleasure was immense, he knew he wouldn't last long if Yuuri kept this up. Releasing his own cock from the constraints of his pants, Yuuri began stroking himself, moaning onto Viktor, the vibrations eliciting a loud moan from Viktor.
'Vitya', Yuuri stopped, giving his jaw a rest and allowing his hand to take it's place. 'How do we... how do we do it?'
Suddenly the realisation hit Viktor- they had no condoms or lube. They had passed the late night pharmacy on the way home- why hadn't he thought to pick any up? Mentally kicking himself, Viktor placed his hand over Yuuri's, pausing his rhythm.
'I have no lube or condoms... i'm so sorry, Yuuri'.
Yuuri sighed, but smiled up at his boyfriend, 'It's ok, I'm enjoying this anyway, we don't need to rush into it tonight'.
Viktor heaved a sigh of relief, truth be told, he didn't imagine he would last long tonight, not with the looks Yuuri was giving him all evening. They'd wait. They'd plan- they'd make it perfect.
Viktor bent down to Yuuri's level, wrapping his arms around Yuuri's neck and kissing him passionately, 'I love you'.
There's a lesson for ya'll- no glove, no love. Chapter 2 coming soon- thanks for reading :D
also that was my first ever smut so sorry if it was absolute crap!