Bad Kitties Get Spanked

Part 2

"Sorry, Yuri. I don't know what came over me," Otabek whispered. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Yuri quietly shook his head, his hair still hiding his face. The younger skater's hands were still shoved in his pockets and he seemed to be gazing out of his window as Victor drove them to the restaurant. "I was just surprised, that's all."

Otabek was sure he'd never heard Yuri's voice sound so timid. Something was definitely wrong.


They were all quiet during the rest of the trip to the restaurant. As they were heading inside Otabek spotted Victor and Yuuri walking arm-in-arm and whispering to each other.

"Tch!" Yuri uttered as he and Otabek lagged behind the happy couple. "Look at those two. I told you this would happen. They're practically all over each other already."

Otabek chuckled.

"What? Why are you laughing?" Yuri asked.

"This is normal, Yuri. Haven't you ever seen couples on the streets? This is what they do," Otabek told him.

"I know. But this is just weird. It's like watching your parents grope each other," Yuri said, scrunching up his nose.

The Kazakh skater was a little confused. "So, it doesn't bother you that they're both guys?"

Yuri looked confused as well. "No. Why would that bother me?"

Interesting...


"So, Yurio," Victor began once they sat at their table. "It looks like you're spoiled by everyone except Otabek. I guess that means your cuteness doesn't effect him."

Otabek simply blinked and the little blond let out an angry growl between clenched teeth.

"Victor!" Yuuri hissed. He tried his best to laugh it off. "I mean, it's not like you let him have his way either."

"That may be true, but I've definitely never spanked his fanny when he misbehaved," the eldest skater pointed out, browsing the menu like he hadn't said anything.

Yuuri hid his face behind his menu.

Otabek glanced at Yuri.

Yuri's face turned a deep shade of red, which he tried his best to hide by lowering his head. "Excuse me," he murmured, hurrying away from the table.

Concern was etched on the Kazakh skater's face as he watched Yuri leave. Then he looked back at Victor. "It was a mistake. And I already apologized."

"Apologized? You should do it again. Didn't you see how turned on he was afterwards?" Victor asked with a laugh. "He could barely keep it in his pants. You know what I think? I think—"

Yuuri clamped his hand over Victor's mouth. "He hasn't even been drinking and he's already spouting nonsense."

Otabek simply stared at the cover of his menu. He wasn't really sure what to think. Was Victor telling the truth or was he making it all up? Yuri had been acting strangely since it happened.

When the Kazakh skater finally looked up from his menu, Victor had grabbed Yuuri's hand and was licking the younger skater's fingers suggestively.

(Ah, so this is what Yuri meant. Maybe I should've listened to him,) Otabek thought. If this was how they behaved while they were sober, he didn't want to see them when they were drinking.

"Victor!" Yuuri said, snatching his hand away. He glanced at Otabek out of the corner of his eye, his face an amazing shade of red. "Um, Yurio's not back yet. I'll go make sure everything's okay."

Victor grinned and watched Yuuri leave before turning his attention to Otabek. "You are a difficult one to read, Otabek Altin. Are you really dating Yurio?"

The Kazakh skater looked confused. "Dating? No. What makes you think we're dating?"

"Weeeeeeell, whenever I ask Yurio about it, he gets all flustered and denies it. I guess he was telling the truth, after all," Victor said. He grinned even more. "I wouldn't consider our little Yurio shy by any means, yet when it comes to you, he becomes easily flustered. What do you think of that?"

Otabek wasn't really sure what to think. All he knew was that he could feel his own face becoming warm.