Pairings: Viktor/Yuuri

Warnings: AU Universe. Omegaverse. Non-canon. Dubious consent. Forced bonding

Disclaimer: I do not own Yuri on Ice or any of the characters, but the OC characters belongs to me

Chapter Three: Acceptance

For Katsuki Yuuri, it was figure skating that first led him to Viktor Nikiforov, the untouchable skating legend.

Anyone who had known the shy and timid boy knew that he had never done well with crowds and people. It had been his parents who have signed him up for dancing and ballet classes with Okukawa Minako, a close family friend, in the hopes of helping their son to open up to people.

It didn't really work, but it had been Minako who had encouraged Yuuri to take up skating classes at the local ice rink that in turn led him to meeting Shibasaki Yuuko and Nishigori Takeshi who would later be his closest and best friends, despite being a little older than him, and despite Takeshi and Yuuri having first gotten off on the wrong foot with each other.

It had been Yuuko who had introduced Yuuri to Viktor's performances in the international skating tournaments, and from there, the once timid and shy boy was determined to become an international skater like his idol and someday skate on the same ice.

When Yuuri had first presented as an omega at the tender age of thirteen however, it didn't dampen his dreams and determination any though his family and friends were of course concerned, as it isn't exactly a secret that omegas were secretly discouraged from becoming athletes in the international sports circle.

Despite the omega protection laws and the changed laws after that to give omegas more rights and protection, it doesn't change the fact that generations of bigotry won't change overnight. Even now, decades after the omega protection laws were put in place, there are still people who think that the purpose of omegas is just to be living fuck toys.

Especially amongst the international skating circuit that had more alphas competing than the other two secondary genders.

Yuuri's family was concerned, but they have chosen to support their son. Though their daughter had actually told her brother before he had gone to the States for further training and his college education that if some brazen alpha tried to pick on him or force themselves on her omega brother, to tell her, and she'll teach them a thing or two about what it means to show an omega respect.

(Yuuri had almost sweat dropped with that statement, wondering how Mari is going to head to wherever he is from Japan)

By the time that Celestino Cialdini, one of the States' best figure skating coaches had came to Japan to recruit Katsuki Yuuri, the gentle omega skater had already made quite a name and reputation for himself.

Like any skater or coach worth their weight in salt, Celestino knew that there are a couple of omegas skating in the pair events like the ice dance or even the pair skating categories. But there aren't many, if any omega participating in the single events. The vast majority are alphas and betas, with figure skating being a sport vastly dominated by the alphas.

Thus, Yuuri had been an enigma from the very first moment when he was officially recognised by the JSF as a skater since he had first started skating in the novice events and started dominating the junior international events. By the time that he had debuted in seniors when he was seventeen, he was already a known name mainly due to his skill as a skater and also because he had been an omega.

And though the quiet teen hadn't known it at that time, Okukawa Minako and Katsuki Mari have drilled Celestino for hours before the Katsuki family had agreed to sign Celestino on as Yuuri's coach. One of the stipulations that Minako had made is that the international sponsors that Yuuri is bound to get from then on has to go through them first before they agree to anything as it is no secret that there are some companies that doesn't see omegas as much, and thus, would probably think that they own Yuuri if it comes down to it.

Yuuri's first year at the States mainly had him sticking close to Phichit, his Thai beta roommate who is as outgoing as Yuuri is reclusive. In fact, Phichit had been extremely overprotective over Katsuki Yuuri who is basically the international epitome of omega grace and etiquette, especially when a few of the more brazen alphas at their home rink have hit on an oblivious Yuuri.

(Phichit would have given them a black eye or something close to it if Celestino hadn't stepped in)

It is also due to Phichit and Celestino that Yuuri had even laid eyes on Viktor Nikiforov for the first time that is not through a television screen.

It is about a year after he had come to the States, Yuuri had remembered.

And being the social butterfly that Phichit is (whom last that Yuuri knew, had been affectionately named 'the king of SNS' due to his social media influence), the Thai boy had connected with an American skater who is still in high school, and have became fast friends through Twitter and Instagram.

Leo de la Iglesia is his name, Yuuri had recalled, having met Leo several times over the past year as the younger boy had often came by their rink with his coach to train together with them, with his coach, Alex being a good friend of Celestino's. And the skating club that belongs to Leo's high school had been a sister branch of the Detroit Skating Club.

And through this arrangement, Leo had also gotten to know Yuuri and Phichit, and several of their college rinkmates.

Thus, when Leo is making his senior debut in Skate America that year, he had invited Phichit and Yuuri—both who weren't assigned to Skate America for their GPF qualifiers. Celestino had thought it a good idea at that time, as he is still nervous about having Yuuri in the middle of an international tournament surrounded by alphas.

And as luck would have it, Skate America happened to be one of the events that the Viktor Nikiforov had been assigned to.

Phichit had been crafty enough to get the three of them excellent seats—closest to the side of the rink where they could get a good view of the skaters skating their turns. Thus, Yuuri had a front row seat to everything—being seated in between Celestino and Phichit.

And when Yuuri clapped eyes on Viktor Nikiforov for the first time—with the man being the third to skate after Leo in Group 1—his heart skipped a beat. And despite himself, Yuuri found himself flushing a little. And he knew right away that that man is his soulmate.

But with Viktor Nikiforov being who he is, Yuuri is too afraid and shy to approach him and even introduce himself to the skating legend, even though Alex and Celestino have both offered to introduce the omega to the silver haired Russian, with the two coaches being on good terms with Yakov Feltsman.

Even Phichit doesn't know about it, even though he had tried getting it out of Yuuri, knowing that the shy omega had been keeping something from him.

Yuuri had just kept quiet since, but had rigorously practiced his skating, determined to make it to the same ice that Viktor had been skating on. Due to a series of bad luck ever since his senior debut, Yuuri had either fallen short of the podium during his qualifiers or had gotten injured enough that he had to draw out of the rest of the skating season.

Thus, until the 2015 Grand Prix Finals, Yuuri had never seen Viktor face to face again.

And during that year, Viktor seemed to have trouble even looking at him in the face, even on the podium, much to Yuuri's confusion. Though he had assumed initially that Viktor is just showing him deferment as an omega like most respectable alphas like Leo and JJ and even Mickey.

(Celestino on the other hand had felt rather insulted and peeved for some reason that year—particularly since Viktor couldn't seem to take his eyes off of Yuuri for even a single moment. Viktor's coach had looked so red when Celestino had complained to him that Yuuri had almost feared for the old man's health and heart)

Yuuri hadn't seen Viktor again after the 2015 Grand Prix.

…At least, until that had happened.

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The light sounds of licking could be heard all around the tiny storage room even as Viktor licked at the newly made mark on the back of the omega's pretty neck. Finally, Viktor saw fit to draw away, licking at his lips to savour the taste of the omega's skin.

The bigger Russian skater finally released his grip on Yuuri's thin wrists—though the omega didn't make a single move to escape. He just lay under Viktor still, quivering slightly, with his Team Japan black jacket half hanging and half falling off his slender frame.

The alpha cocked his head to one side, confused. Why isn't the omega moving?

Mate. Mine. Must protect.

Feelings of fear and distress went through Viktor—feelings that are not his own, and yet, he could feel it so prominently.

Hmm…

The slight haze covering his mind is slowly starting to lift even as Viktor stared down at the quivering omega—his mate. He knew that it isn't right—marking the Japanese omega, forcefully bonding them together when the omega didn't agree—didn't even know Viktor outside of what he'd seen on television or even social media.

Viktor knew what Yakov and even Yuri's reactions would be when they find out.

While Russia used to be one of the scepticals when it comes to the omega protection laws especially right after it was put in effect, in recent years—especially during the past two decades, with the change in the Russian government and laws, they've become one of the advocates of omega rights.

Viktor's coach for one had been pretty cross with him a year ago when Celestino had complained to Yakov about Viktor 'harassing' his skater, the Japanese omega.

But honestly, there is a part of Viktor that didn't care. And yet, there is also a part of him that is horrified at what he had done. This makes him no better from those alphas that have forcefully raped omegas and marked them.

With what he'd done—it is no different from assault.

Gently, Viktor reached down to the smaller omega and gently turned him over. And the sight that greeted him made Viktor feel as if he is the worst alpha on earth when he saw his omega—his mate crying and looking so upset.

Horror went through Viktor—though he didn't let it show on his face.

Did he go too far? Did he hurt the petite omega? What the hell was he thinking?

…Did the omega hate him?

Even as the last thought went through his mind, Viktor prayed inwardly that it isn't the case. He waited for nearly twenty-seven years for his mate. He waited for an extra year even when he'd realised that he'd found his mate because he didn't want to scare the omega away—especially since judging from what Mila could tell him, Katsuki Yuuri is extremely shy and reclusive.

Viktor honestly doubts that either himself or his alpha side could take it if his mate hates or rejects him.

Viktor stretched a hand towards the omega only to have Yuuri flinch back as if struck. Viktor flinched too, feeling as if someone had just struck him.

"…I… Do you hate me?" Viktor murmured at last, sounding quite lost and remorseful—almost like a lost child.

"Eh?"

That seems to be enough to stop the omega's tears at least, and he stared up at Viktor with bewildered confusion, still on the ground. Viktor had heard tales before of how exhausted it can make an omega after a bonding. Coupled that with his heat, Viktor is honestly surprised that it hadn't knocked Yuuri out yet.

"Do you hate me?" Viktor managed to get the words out, despite feeling like a knife had just stabbed him in the gut with every word. "Do you hate me for…forcing you…?"

"No."

The answer was immediate.

But Viktor knew from the feelings flowing through the bond that Katsuki Yuuri is speaking the truth—he truly doesn't hate Viktor. And somehow, it makes the Russian feel relieved and even hopeful—hoping that his mate will accept him even though he didn't even start a proper courtship to begin with—something an alpha always does when he found an omega he wants to mate with.

Slowly, Viktor reached down with his left hand and caressed Yuuri's cheek gently. And he was relieved when Yuuri didn't flinch away from his touch like he did earlier. The omega's skin was soft and supple. And even now, it took Viktor everything he had not to jump Yuuri's bones with the delectable smell that he gave off.

All omegas always smelt good. It is part of the reason why most omegas always used scent-cancelling soaps.

For the omegas who are also skaters, they are also to abide by ISU's guidelines and used scent blockers, as unlike the older alphas, the younger alphas who hadn't reached maturity wouldn't be able to control their senses should they smell an omega. Though Viktor knew that most of the omega skaters also went on birth control and contraceptives. Or at least, the two omega skaters at his home rink that skated in pair and ice dance do.

Even so, Yuuri's scent is unique. He smelt of something floral—a type of flower that Viktor can't identify. And also of cinnamon and spices—a scent that is very appealing and yet innocent at the same time.

"So why are you crying?" Viktor asked gently, careful not to make any fast movements to not terrify his mate any further. He is already kicking himself for his rash decisions earlier. Yakov is right in saying that Viktor always does things without thinking of the consequences.

"…I'm…just afraid…" Yuuri admitted with a shaking voice. "…I'm afraid…that Viktor…will be like some of the other alphas that I've met when I was in juniors. When they tried hunting me down and hurting me."

Viktor tried to quash down the burning flames of anger that roused in him when Yuuri mentioned getting hunted down by alphas. So that explains why Yuuri had always been uncomfortable around alphas, and why his coach and rinkmate (Celestino and Phichit) have always been protective.

"…I…don't want Viktor to be like them. Just thinking about it makes me stop breathing—like I couldn't breathe properly—"

The small omega sniffled to himself beneath Viktor.

Gently, Viktor wiped away the tears from the omega's expressive brown eyes even as he brought Yuuri to a sitting position in front of him. And before the surprised omega could say anything, the Russian skater pressed his lips to Yuuri's.

Yuuri was bewildered for a moment even as Viktor deepened his kiss, wrapping his arms protectively around the smaller body. As Viktor felt the omega relaxing in his arms, Viktor deepened his kiss, with his tongue slipping into Yuuri's mouth.

Finally, the two broke apart for air, with a strand of saliva connecting them both. There was a blush on Yuuri's face, and he seemed to find it difficult to even meet with Viktor's eyes, something that Viktor found adorable.

"Don't clump me together with those people." Viktor said calmly, using a finger to turn Yuuri's face towards him. "I probably couldn't exactly defend myself properly with what I'd done earlier, but I will never force you to do something you don't want to. I'm not such a pathetic alpha as that. I'm not that kind of person." Viktor caressed Yuuri's cheek gently. "I'm sorry that I bit you so hard." Yuuri flinched slightly as Viktor's long fingers traced the outline of the fresh bond mark, careful to avoid the injury. "I am aware that I am not that perfect of a person, and I'm not exactly a good person either." Yuuri looks ready to protest at that. "But I am not sorry that it is you whom I marked." Yuuri only looked more confused, before Viktor drew Yuuri back into his arms again. "I want to have you, and I'm not giving you to anybody." Viktor proclaimed, leaning both of their foreheads against each other.

Yuuri blushed at that proclamation. "W-What?"

Viktor smiled—a real charming smile that caused butterflies to flutter in Yuuri's stomach, and not one of those fake smiles that he gave the media.

"I like you." Viktor said. "And don't you remember when we first met a year ago at the finals? Celestino—your coach was so upset with me for staring at you that you ended up losing your focus and barely clinched bronze." He admitted sheepishly.

Yuuri blushed as he remembered it all too well, as Celestino would not stop complaining about it to Alex, Leo's coach when they've returned to Detroit. Phichit was rather upset too when he heard about it from Celestino, and it is only with Yuuri's persuasion when the Thai skater had relented to Yuuri's request to not rant about it on Instagram or Twitter.

With how much of an influence that Phichit had on social media, if he descends into a hate-Viktor-Nikiforov-campaign, he could probably do some serious damage to Viktor's reputation.

"I-I remembered that." Yuuri stammered.

How could he not remember his first time standing on the same podium as his idol after all? Granted, he had taken bronze, but considering he is up against Chris and even Viktor, two of the best alpha skaters in the world, he is honestly not surprised. That and he knew that he could have done better had Viktor not distracted him with his staring.

"But I just thought that it's because…" Yuuri trailed off slowly, unable to meet with Viktor's eyes. "Because I'm an omega." He admitted sheepishly. "Apart from Sara, I think I'm the only omega competing in singles."

Mickey had introduced Yuuri to his omega twin sister about a year ago right before the free skate at the finals, with Sara pleasantly surprised that there is a male that her brother would allow to be near her, even if he is an omega. The two have hit it off instantly, and Sara had great delight in teasing the shy Yuuri about his giant crush on Viktor Nikiforov.

"I won't deny that it is part of the reason why I took an interest in you to begin with." Viktor smiled at the precious memory of his first actual meeting with the Japanese enigma.

Chris had told him what he knew about Yuuri, with the Swiss alpha having been friends with Yuuri since their junior days—back when Chris wasn't such a flirt and 'sex on legs' as he is now. Though Chris had been the first to give Viktor the shovel talk when he had gotten the hint that Viktor is interested in pursuing Yuuri romantically.

"I was captivated the first time I saw you skate—the way you create music with your body." Viktor's eyes were glazed over—like he's recalling that precious memory. "You captivated and enchanted the audience and even me in a way that even I could not pull off." He smiled at the blushing Yuuri. "And my first thought was 'ah, that is my mate'. I waited for over a year after that. I couldn't wait any longer when I smelt you in the viewing room."

The Russian skater gave a small amused smile as he saw the pretty flush on Yuuri's cheeks, and he chuckled to himself. "You're so cute," he commented, amused. "You look prettier when you're smiling." He crooned, leaning in close and kissing the lids of Yuuri's eyes, also inhaling in the scent of the omega.

"V-Viktor…"

Viktor smiled before he then pressed his lips against Yuuri's again. This time however, the omega was hesitantly returning his advances, thus causing Viktor's inner alpha to preen with pride and delight, delighted that his chosen omega—his beloved mate is accepting him.

A gasp of pain from Yuuri caused Viktor to break off the kiss then, looking at Yuuri with panic—concerned that he had hurt Yuuri. "What? What? Did I do something wrong?" Viktor panicked.

Yuuri's face was as white as a sheet as he doubled in on himself, with a flush of red visible on his cheeks, his breathing uneven.

His breathing is harsh, and a delectable smell wafted up Viktor's nostrils—a smell that he identified immediately as an omega in heat.

The silver haired Russian almost smacked himself in the face at that. How could he forget that the only reason why he had even chased Yuuri down and erm…marked him is because the omega had gone into heat and his alpha just couldn't help his instincts?

Yuuri must be in serious pain at this moment.

Viktor only knew what he did about omegas from what he'd learned in school. The pains that omegas went through whilst in heat can cripple them for days. And that is for unmated omegas. But for a mated omega, it is even worse.

"…Hurts…" Yuuri whimpered with pain, and Viktor's heart almost broke for his omega.

"Moya zveda." Viktor whispered, nuzzling Yuuri's neck—an act that seemed to calm the omega. "I know only one way that can stop it. And I will rephrase my words from earlier," An almost mischievous boyish grin graced Viktor's handsome features, and the omega in Yuuri almost purred with anticipation at what is to come.

Yuuri knows his biology after all, and he had sat in enough Sex-Ed classes to know the one thing that can stop the pain when an omega is in heat.

This must be every omega's wet dream come true.

Sex with Viktor Nikiforov.

"'You can't escape me'."

"…Eh?"

A rustle of the sounds of fabric echoed around the tiny storage room even as Viktor pushed Yuuri back down onto the ground on his back, his blue eyes gleaming with anticipation and lust.

"…Shall we continue where we left off?"

A/N: Honestly, I'm not too pleased with this chapter. Compared to the previous chapter, it's more…dull, I guess? And lacklustre? For FF readers, the next chapter will be shorter as I'm removing the smut scene due to FF's new rules. If you want to read the full chapter, you can find it on my AO3 account. I hope that you like this chapter, and please read and review! Reviews give me inspiration to update!