The next morning Yuri feels a banging in his head and rolls over groaning. Opening his eyes he remembers he is not in his bed. Last night comes back to him and he lays there smiling. Looking over the bed is empty next to him and he rolls over into Otabek's spot and can still smell him on the pillow.

He hears Otabek coming back into the room, fresh from a shower and drying his hair. Going to the dresser he grabs a glass of water and something else and walks over to Yuri.

"Yura, sit up and drink this and take these." Handing Yuri two pills and the water Yuri gulps the water and swallow the pills.

"Thanks Beka. Oh my head is pounding!" he slumps back on the pillows. "What time is it?"

"It is around eight. I've got to go get to the gym. Victor says it is just a few miles down the road. Meet you for lunch?" He rubs his knuckles down Yuri's face and kisses his forehead.

"How are you not sick too Beka?"

Otabek turns around and winks, "Alcohol doesn't affect me…. That way." and walks out the room.

Rolling back over Yuri breaths in Otabek's scent on the pillow and goes back to sleep. An hour later he hears Yurri and Victor waking and walking in the hallway. They peak and see Yuri is not in his room and Victor opens the door to Otabek room.

"Ah, I see I have found you. Let's have some breakfast before we head out, yes?"

Groaning Yuri flips over and covers his head. "I'm not going. I'll meet you for lunch."

Yuuri pops his head in, "Lilia is going to be mad if you miss two days in a row Yurio."

"Fuck that hag! I don't care. If I twirl I'll throw up! I need to rest."

With that they left him alone and went into the kitchen. Curling back into the pillow thoughts of last night hit him. He was laying there smiling and went to find his phone. His pants were folded on Otabek's desk and he went to go check. Otabek must have picked up the clothes thrown around the room.

The Instagram picture from last night had blown up. Comments and likes on it. He saw he was tagged in yet another picture. "What the hell." It was one of him leaned back on Otabek holding his hand he had wrapped around his shoulder. He head is tilted and he has a genuine smile on his face. The caption, "The Beautiful Ever Evolving Monster… Our Russian Fairy is happy!" He sees a tons of likes and it was reshared on his Yuri's Angel page as well. Otabek in the picture had his hard stern face, but a slight raise on the side of his mouth and that twinkle in his eye. He kept looking at the picture and decided to save it and send it off to get printed. It really was a good picture and he didn't even know when Victor had taken it.

Noticing his battery going low he grabs his clothing heading to his room to plug in his phone. He grabs a large tshirt and walks to the kitchen smelling coffee. His head still hurts and his stomach is churning a bit, but coffee sounds amazing. Saddling up to the table Yuuri is looking a bit green as well.

"Don't tell me you still plan to go to practice this morning pork cutlet bowl?" Yuri growls.

Yuuri moans back in response and takes a glass of water into the living room and flops on the couch.

"No, My Yuuri is going to rest this morning and meet us all for lunch then we will all go to the rink." Victor is standing there sipping coffee. Not looking as if he drank last night. How is it the two who drank the most were the least affected.

"How are you not as green as myself and piggy?" Yuri growls.

"Oh Yurio, as you said last night, I have had years of practice!" Chuckling Victor pats his shoulder and walks over to the couch and kisses the top of Yuuri's head. "See you at lunch my love." Yuuri grunts and Victor grabs his jacket and heads out.

Yuri makes a cup of coffee and goes lounges on the loveseat. Yuuri turned on some tv for background noise but had the volume extra low.

"So, you stayed in Otabek's room last night, huh?" Yuuri asked looking over at him.

"Da." Yuri grunts back.

Sitting up Yuuri looks at Yuri and says, "Is there anything you want to talk about or ask?"

Yuri glares over at him. "Why the hell would you ask me that fatso?"

"Well, I know you have never really dated, which I had not either, and I had so many questions when Victor and I got together…"

"Ugh! We are NOT having this conversation piggy!" He takes a long pull from his coffee. "We did... things last night, not sex… but…. So yeah… and then this morning, he was just all…. Normal like." Staring at his knees as he could not look at Yuuri.

"Why would he not be normal Yurio?"
"I mean… I don't know." Sitting back sighing, "I've never done more than kiss someone and… I don't know. Does something change now?"

Laughing Yuuri look at him, "No Yurio, you treat him as you always do. You are just adding to it."

Yuri finishes his coffee and goes to his room. Grabbing his phone he has a text from Otabek.

(otabek) is my fairy still asleep?

(yuri) no, was getting coffee and talking to the piggy

(otabek) well i'm getting to weights now. wanted to check on you.

(yuri) 3

Setting his phone down he grabs his robe and heads off to shower.

The Yuris walked in silence to the cafe, the sun seemed extra bright this afternoon and saw Victor coming as they approached.

"Yuuri! Yurio! Hello!" He waves. Yuuri rushes up to him and they embrace at the entrance as if they had been apart for days.

"Seriously you two! It has only been a few hours!"

He hears a motorbike coming and his face lights up red and he turns. Otabek speeds by and goes to park. Yuri stands there and watches as Otabek takes off his helmet as he walks over. Otabek wraps his arm around Yuri and kisses him quickly as his face stays red. They all walk in together and order some food.

Victor and Otabek are talking more about the routine and Victor wants him to show him what he has once they get there. Yuri picks at his food as his stomach still isn't quite right and just munches on his fruit salad, as does Yuuri.

Thoughts of last night continue to creep into Yuri's head and he keeps picturing a topless Otabek on top of him, that seriousness in his face relaxed, hair a total mess and that mouth…. Yuri has to shift in seat as he is starting to get turned on.

Otabek feeling the shifting next to him reaches under the table and lays his hand on Yuri's knee. Yuri sits up straight and grabs his water. Gulping it down he almost chokes himself when he feels Otabek caressing his knee.

Leaning over Otabek whispers to him, "Everything ok Yura?"

He feels the hand still rubbing his knee and he nods, he can't look at Otabek right now as he knows his cheeks are covered in blush. They finish their lunch and head on out. Otabek takes Yuri's hand leading him to the bike. "We will meet you two there in a minute." Handing Yuri a helmet he hops on and Yuri hops on behind him wrapping his arms around him. Smelling in the wonderful scent that is Otabek he closes his eyes and rest against him.

It was a short ride and too soon they are at the rink. They stand next to the bike and wait for Victor and Yuuri. Yuri continues to stare at the ground. "Look at me Russian Fairy." The voice is deep and demanding. Yuri looks up and locks eyes with Otabek.

"Why are you avoiding looking at me? You don't regret last night do you?" he ask. His face is locked in that serious expression with his eyes hard and questioning.

"N-No! Never! W-Why would you…." Yuri trails off.

Otabek put his hand on Yuri's cheek. "You wouldn't even look or speak to me at lunch Yura."

"I… ugh… Beka… I don't know how to act now ok? I've never…" Yuri trails off again and covers his face with his hands, Otabek takes them away from his face and holds his hands.

"Yura… My beautiful Russian Fairy." Leaning in he kisses Yuri and pulls him to him. Wrapping his arms around Otabek they deepen the kiss and Yuri moans and they hear someone coughing. Pulling apart they see Victor and Yuuri standing there.

"And you complain about us!" Victor laughs and Yuri growls.

"Shut up old man!" Yuri barks at him.

Yuuri and Victor laugh as they head into the rink.

Out on the ice the Yuris work on their flips and step work. Yuri keeps watching Otabek work his routine as Victor watches. He keeps stopping on the outside of the rink and can't help but stare at the grace and strength of Otabek doing his spins and routine.

After a few hours everyone is starting the leave the rink and Otabek skates up to Yuri. "May I have this dance now?" He holds his hand out. Yuri blushes and takes his hand. They start to skate around the rink, doing simple twirls and spins. Otabek turns to skate backwards and takes both of Yuri's hands they spin in a circle. Yuri can't help but laugh and it echoes through the rink. On their way out Victor and Yuuri turn and can't believe what they are hearing. "Is that… Yurio… laughing out loud like that?" Yuri says to Victor. Victor nods smiling and they head out going home.

They skate a little more and then decide to go clean up. Yuri checks his phone. Text from Victor.

(victor) cooking at home tonight. Are you two joining as well?

"Hey Beka! Victor says they are eating in tonight, did we want to join them?" Otabek turns and nods his head, "That sounds good."

(yuri) yes that is fine.

(victor) Perfect! Yuuri is going to go get us a movie to watch as well!

Taking his shirt off he grabs his shower bag and towel and heads to the shower. He turns on the water and undoes the braid in his hair. Stepping in the shower he gets under the spray of the water. Losing himself in the shower he about yells out when someone comes from behind him and wraps their arms around his middle.

"You look like a water fairy in here." Otabek purs in his ears. Yuri leans back against Otabek and Otabek starts feeling up his chest and kissing his neck. "Let me wash your hair Yura." He takes the shampoo and lathers it through Yuri's hair. Scratching lightly and massaging his scalp Yuri sighs and feels himself getting a little hard. Otabek turns him around and tells him to rinse off. Grabbing the shampoo he starts to wash his own hair as Yuri rinses his off. Yuri grabs his sponge and soap and starts washing himself down.

He can't help but stare at the man before him washing the soap out his hair. Tilted back he sees the hard lines running down his body. The legs with muscles that look as if they want to pop out his legs. Abs that seem to want to to never stop, thick shoulders with bulging muscles as well. He takes the sponge and lathers it up and starts to caress Otabek's chest with it.

Otabek looks at Yuri and the seriousness starts to wash away off his face. Standing there he allows Yuri to wash him down. Yuri feels his hand starts to shake as the sponge lowers down Otabek's body. He is at his hips now, and those piercing eyes never leave Yuri. Yuri's hand brushes by something hard and long. He gasp and drops the sponge and looks down. Him and Otabek are equally as hard.

Looking back up into Otabek's eyes the blush is covering him head to toe. "Touch me Yura." He tells him with a fire behind those eyes. Yuri's hand is trembling and he wraps his fingers around Otabek's hard cock and Otabek groans and leans back against the tile. He puts his hand over Yuri's and shows him how he likes to be stroked. Yuri takes his other hand and cups Otabek's balls as he knows he likes this when he pleasures himself. Stroking Otabek he hears the man moaning softly and thrusting in his hand. Otabek cups the back of Yuri's head and brings him in for a kiss.

Yuri picks up the pace and teases the tip of his cock with his thumb and Otabek grunts into his mouth as he thrust his hips at him. He feels Otabek's body tense and then a warm splash of warmth is covering his stomach and hand. Otabek leans his head back panting heavily. Yuri can't help but just stare at him, the relaxed look is back on his face. The hard lines softer, his mouth slightly open as he pants to catch his breath.

Yuri steps back into the water to rinse down the mess on him and then there are hands on him pushing him against the wall. Yuri gasp out and Otabek is on him kissing him deeply, running his hand down Yuri's body and grabbing his hips. Otabek's hand wraps around Yuri's cock that is painfully hard and Yuri moans into his mouth.

Otabek breaks the kiss and starts kissing down his neck then falls to his knees. Yuri looks down and his eyes are wide. Otabek kisses his hip bone jutting out and Yuri head falls back hitting the wall. Otabek licks the tip of Yuri's cock and he yelps when he feels this and looks down. Otabek is staring up at him and takes the tip of his cock into his mouth. Never taking his eyes off Yuri he starts to twirl his tongue around the head. Yuri moans and laces his fingers through Otabek's hair and Otabek starts taking him slowly into his mouth. Bobbing his head up and down and each time taking more and more of him in his mouth almost down his throat. Yuri yells out and his head falls back. Otabek has a hand on his hip squeezing him tightly as the hollow his cheeks and start to suck him harder as he takes him in and out his mouth.

Yuri is crying out and pulling on Otabek's hair it only seems to urge Otabek on more. Yuri is quickly losing himself and he is crying out Otabek's name over and over. Otabek laps his tongue over the tip again and Yuri feels the familiar build up inside. Pulling Otabek's hair he yells, "Beka! I can't hold back anymore." and tries to pull Otabek off him but Otabek takes him deeper in his mouth and grabs his hip even harder. Yuri can't hold it anymore and starts to come down Otabek's throat.

"BEKA! FUCK!"

And Yuri doesn't think he has ever come so hard in his life. He is panting and leaning up against the wall. Otabek starts to kiss Yuri's hip and works his mouth up Yuri's body as he stands up and he takes Yuri into a kiss. "Let's finish our shower and head back Yura." Kissing him again they rinse off under the water and head out to dry off and get dressed.

Yuri unwraps his hair and starts to rip his brush through his hair. Otabek comes behind him and takes the brush. "Sit down Yura." Yuri sits on the bench as Otabek works the brush gently through his golden hair. "You need to be gentle with your hair Fairy." He says and by now has worked all the knots out.

Carefully braiding the wet hair Yuri hands him the hair tie and Otabek ties it off. Yuri looks in the mirror and Otabek has his hair in a basket weave braid. "Beka! How did you do this? This is amazing! Take a picture for me!" He hands him his phone as Otabek gets a picture of the back of his hair.

"I have sisters. They like fancy braids."

Yuri takes the picture posting on Instagram with a caption, "He never ceases to amaze me." Tagging Otabek in it. Otabek had slipped on plain black running pants with a black tshirt. Yuri was back in his black leggings and another oversized sweater slipping off his shoulder. Otabek kisses his shoulder asking, "Do you have any sweaters that actually fit?"

Yuri laughs and says, "Yes I do, but these are Victors and he refuses to buy smaller sizes."

Walking out Yuri takes Otabek's hand a blush creeps up his cheeks and Otabek notices.

"What are you thinking about Yura?"

"N-Nothing…"

"Don't lie to me Fairy" Otabek squeezes his hand and turns him to face him. They are at the bike now.

The blush creeping down Yuri's neck now he stammers out, "T-that thing in the shower… You've done… t-that before?"

Otabek stares at Yuri, shrugs and says, "I've dated some, yes."

"Men?"

Otabek shakes his head. "No"

"No? Then how the hell…"

"I said, I've dated and things happen. Yura, do you really want to hear about my sex life?"

"No! Dammit Beka… that wasn't what I wanted!"

He pulls his hand from Otabek's and covers his face. Kicking at the ground feeling foolish. Otabek takes his hands from his face. Kissing his cheek he says, "Yura, I've dated and been with women, yes. I never was attracted to men until I met you three years ago at the Grand Prix finals. You were so beautiful. More beautiful than any person I'd ever met. Ever since then you have always been on my mind. My beautiful Russian Fairy. What I did to you was done to me before, so I just mimicked it ok?"

Surprised Yuri stared at Otabek. Otabek stood there staring back at him. Yuri wrapped his arms around Otabek hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry I asked."

"You can ask me anything Yura."

"I'll try to remember that Beka."

They head back to the flat for dinner and a quiet night.