Yuuri ran back to his room. He could not believe what had happened, he also could not believe the way his body was reacting to it all. If it had been anyone else, Yuuri would have ran the moment they stepped up from the water, but this was not just anybody. This was Victor Nikiforov. Something in Yuuri held him to the ground, wanting Victor to come to him, willing Victor to touch him. Even him tilting his head, he was not scared, he wanted Victor to put his mouth on his neck.
Frustrated, his vision was even more pink as he went to his room and locked the door. Why did Victor make him want to completely submit and do whatever he said? How did Victor know he was omega? Why did Victor smell so damn amazing?
Yuuri paced his room back and forth, not getting any answers the more he thought things over. Confusion washed over Yuuri and he sat on his bed with his head in his hands when he heard a knock at the door.
"Yuuri, let me in," Victor said.
Looking up, Yuuri saw the posters on the wall of Victor. There was not many but he was able to scramble really quick and pull them down. Shoving them under his bed, he glanced in the mirror. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair was a mess. Why would Victor want to be around someone so ordinary?
Opening the door, Victor was standing there smiling. There was a sheen under his nose, right above his lip that he stared at.
"Scent blocker," Victor said pointing to his lip, "It is suppose to help… though I can still clearly smell you, just not as strong."
Yuuri nodded and stepped from the door as Victor came through with box. Yuuri sat on the bed and Victor followed suit.
"So I brought just some generic blockers. Since we don't have your exact makeup and hormone balance, these will work for now," Victor said.
Going through the box, Victor got out a bottle and opened it. It had a rollball on the tip of it. Smiling at Yuuri, Victor held his hand out, "Let me see your wrist."
Yuuri's hand was shaking, his mind was flooded with mangoes and roses while his vision swam in waves of pink, growing red.
"Oh Yuuri, you are shaking, is it getting bad?" Victor asked.
Yuuri shook his head, "No… no… I um, I can manage."
"It is ok. If you need me to leave at any time, just let me know."
When Victor took his hand in his and flipped his arm to expose his wrist, Yuuri gasped. Victor's thumb rubbed over a spot Yuuri did not know was sensitive. Each blink brought his vision swimming more, and he had to take in a slow deep breath as Victor rubbed the roll-ball over his wrist.
"There, now let me see the other," Victor said.
Yuuri lifted his right hand, but instead of Victor rolling the ball over the bottle over it, he brought it to his lips, brushing his lips and the tip of his tongue over his skin. Yuuri gasped again and froze into place- whatever Victor was doing, he did not want it to stop. It was like something flipped in his mind, he could feel where he was getting hard and wet. It was a weird feeling, and Yuuri squirmed where he sat. Victor moved the roll-ball over his wrist them smiled at Yuuri.
"You'll still smell like you, but it will keep the pheromones down a bit, I have the alpha version of it on."
"But I can still smell you, clearly," Yuuri said.
"Then it must be a good thing I reapplied it," Victor said, pushing his hair off his forehead. "We need to do your neck now. Would you rather do it… or?"
Yuuri knew he was blushing, but there was something in his mind screaming at him to let Victor do what it was he wanted. Yuuri knew at that moment, his body no longer belonged to him, Victor could will him to whatever he wanted.
"You can," Yuuri said as he tilted his head.
"Yuuri… you are submitting," Victor said, "Close your eyes, regain control."
Yuuri listen to what Victor said and closed his eyes. Everything around him smelled of Victor which made his mind almost drunk. He had thoughts of dancing with Victor, in circles around and dance floor as Victor laughed out. It was almost like a dream or deja vue- Yuuri wished he had a clearer picture but once he thought he knew what it was, it was gone again.
Snapping his eyes open, he saw Victor staring at him. His vision was still pink but not as bad as it was. Snatching the bottle from Victor, Yuuri got up and walked to the mirror. He could see the swollen area of his neck, and rubbed the roll-ball of the bottle over it on both sides.
"How much do I put on?" Yuuri asked.
Victor shrugged, "It doesn't take much."
Yuuri's head was a bit clearer now, he was grateful Victor had told him to ground himself, he would need to remember that. Victor was here to help him, he was not here for Yuuri to submit over too. He needed to keep that front and center in his mind. Victor would never want someone like him, he was too ordinary for someone like Victor.
"Ok, so I have hormones too. I figure you are in a preheat so we still have time. The hormones are not going to stop it fully, just make it easier," Victor said as he got a bottle of pills out. "We will need to track the start and stop of it, so we can get the proper hormones. This way we can suppress if a heat hits in season."
Yuuri shook his head, "This is not right! I am too old to present."
"Da, you are. Mother says no one has ever presented this late," Victor said.
"Really? There has to be someone," Yuuri said.
"No Yuuri, there is something in our chemistry that we present before our twentieth birthday or we don't, it is really that simple."
"Obviously it is not!" Yuuri said. "I mean… look at me?"
"Yes, I am looking at you," Victor said, but the tone in his voice was different. Yuuri felt his head clouding again each time Victor spoke.
"This can't be happening to me! Maybe I'm just sick… or coming down with something," Yuuri said.
"Yuuri, you are not sick," Victor said as he stood and walked over where Yuuri was, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Something is happening, and once mother gets here, we will get some answers, ok?"
Yuuri nodded his head and tried not to think about Victor touching him.
"Take two of these pills now, and then let's go get something to eat," Victor said.
Yuuri nodded and took the two pills. He was not sure if he was suppose to feel anything, but his vision was improving and he liked that.
"Let me change first. I am still in my night clothes," Yuuri said.
Grabbing a change of clothes, Yuuri went into the bathroom so he could at least brush his hair real quick. He could not believe he had been standing there, in the presence of Victor in wrinkled bed clothing.
Once they got out to the dinner area, Yuuri's mother brought them out food that Victor went nuts over. Yuuri had told him it was his favorite (pork cutlet bowl) and he had never seen someone eat so enthusiastically. It made Yuuri smile and something in him warm up.
"We need you to lose some weight," Victor said as he wiped his mouth.
Yuuri crossed his arm over his midsection. He knew he had gained weight and tried to hide it with baggier clothing, it must have still been noticeable.
"Someone with your athleticism, shouldn't be too hard," Victor said. "This is a beta town, right?"
Yuuri nodded.
"Yeah, you two are the only nonbetas around here," Mari said as she came in.
"So interesting! A town of betas! Mother is going to love this!" Victor cried out.
"Why is that?" Mari asked as she lit a cigarette and sat down.
"We are in a mixed town, mostly alpha and omegas, very little betas," Victor said.
"Yeah, Russia is full of you stinkers," Mari said with a wink.
Victor laughed, and Yuuri noted at how his Adam's Apple bobbed up and down as he laughed. The sound was musical and Yuuri swore he was having deja vu again. The sound of that laughter went straight through his body, making him hard and wet. Yelping and jumping up, Yuuri took off out of the inn.
He was not sure if it was safe to leave. One dose of hormones and some scent blocker on, but he took off running. He was use to running, his body craved it at times. Victor had seen where he had gotten fat, even commented on it. Yuuri needed to get this weight off, and being stuck in an omega room was not going to help. His mind only focusing on one thing, he ran as hard as he could. He knew he should have gone at it easier, but his body could do this, he had the stamina, he had to get his body back in top form.
Bursting through the doors of the dance studio as it was closer, Yuuri saw Minako pulling the blinds closed. Something always led him here and he was hoping Minako would still be there. She had told him she did not lead many classes these days, and he was hoping she would work with him some. She worked him hard, forcing all the thoughts out of his head that made him doubt himself- she believed in him more than anyone he knew. This was where he needed to go.
"Oh Yuuri, hello!" she said as he gasped for air.
Yuuri clutched at his chest as he waved at Minako. He needed a minute and rested next to the barre.
"I need to lose weight," Yuuri stated.
"Well I told you that already," Minako said with a scowl on her face, "Especially now that you are omega, it will come off easier."
"Huh?" Yuuri asked.
"Oh Yuuri, you really should know these things," Minako said as she went to turn on some music. "You body will start to burn calories easier and you will trim down fast. Most top ballet dancers are omega or alpha."
It made Yuuri wonder how Minako did it as a beta.
"But you are-"
"Which means I worked twice as hard," Minako said with a wink.
The good thing about working with Minako, she never asked questions. He would come by and work. Yuuri knew that Minako knew something was bothering him, but she also knew he would work hard and work it out himself. He had to appreciate that. He hated being asked over and over what was on his mind. How could he even begin to cover everything? Being omega, being beta or thinking he was and being tested as beta, Victor showing up out of nowhere, his body doing weird things.
What Yuuri needed was a hard dance routine to go through. Jumps, leaps, and music to clear his mind. When ever he was done, he saw things so much clearer, brighter- like in all this chaos, there was hope. In him being omega, there would be an answer.
Nothing ever made sense to Yuuri. How he had went from dancing to skating then to competing. How he worked his way to the Grand Prix finals, being a nobody, mediocre.
Even how as he worked, he felt a different surge through his body, pushing and pulling at him. He was hot and drenched in sweat, but he was not worn out yet. Usually he was more tired by now, but he kept going.
Minako had stopped long before, just calling out steps for him to do, clapping along for the rhythm that Yuuri found easily.
"I've never seen you push like this," Minako said.
"I have a reason to push," Yuuri said.
"You mean Victor?"
Yuuri nodded and took the water bottle she offered him. He found he felt better and was ready to head back. Sometimes pushing himself was all he needed.
"Yuuri," Minako said, "It will be ok."
Yuuri smiled, and jogged back home. There were things only being home could cure. His mind and his body. He had run from here for so long, it was time to be back, embrace who he was with people who loved him. The day was cold, but he had his coat and was still warm from the hours of practice he had just done. People drove by, bikes passed by him, fishermen on the pier, always the same- it was comforting.
He did not push himself too hard on the run home, but he wanted to work and get this weight off of him. He knew being home that would be a struggle as his mother would always push his favorite foods and desserts under his nose. He had to make sure he held his ground as this was something he really wanted.
Smiling as he saw home ahead, Yuuri slowed to a walk and felt a warmth inside as he thought of Victor being inside of his home. Never had he thought he could say he was under the same roof as Victor. The inn was quiet as they were keeping guest out till Victor's mother got there to help him. It was weird having no chatter come from the dining room, or his sister buzzing around doing chores.
The moment he was at his room and opening his door, something pushed at his shoulders, pushing him into the room. Yuuri yelped and found his face pressed into the wall and his arms held above his head.
"Where did you go?" Victor growled at him.
Yuuri did not know what to say. He was tired and sweaty- all he wanted was a shower and his bed.
"I… I went out," Yuuri said.
"Do you have any idea how strong you smell right now?" Victor growled out. "You are lucky this is a beta town! What the hell were you thinking?"
Yuuri shook his head. "But I put on the blocker!"
"That one doesn't work if you are… what were you doing?" Victor asked as he leaned in, taking a deep breath the nape of Yuuri's neck. "You were working out."
Having Victor so close, pressed against him triggered something in Yuuri's mind and his scent filled his nose and clouded his mind. Victor's body was large and strong behind him, where his hands were around his wrist sending tingles down his sides. Mangoes and roses were all that mattered. Even with Victor holding his arms, his body let him. Arching his back so it pressed tighter to Victor, pushing his ass against Victor's hips, Yuuri tilted his head and felt a rumble come from his chest. Feeling himself growing hard, he pushed back against Victor and gasped when he felt that Victor was aroused. A small moan and Yuuri blinked, seeing pink and pushed against Victor again.
"Yuuri…" Victor warned.
Yuuri pressed back harder against Victor, wanting to be held, wanting to be dominated.
"Dammit!" Victor cursed and let him go.
Yuuri stayed against the wall, resting his cheek to the cool wood. Victor had stepped away from him for whatever reason and he felt ashamed- rejected .
"Just go," Yuuri whispered. His mind was foggy as an alpha had just turned away from him. Yuuri did not know why he felt he needed validation from Victor, but something deep inside of him twisted as Victor backed himself against the wall on the opposite side of the room.
"Yuuri you don't understand. You scent is so strong right now… I have a blocker for when you work out," Victor breathed out.
"Just... go," Yuuri said. He felt embarrassed and wanted nothing more than for Victor to leave. His vision was even clearing up, though Victor's scent only got stronger.
Victor walked back over to where Yuuri was, putting his hand on his shoulder, spinning him around to face him. Yuuri looked down at the floor, he could not look at Victor, he could never look at him again.
Victor tipped his chin so he was looking up, but he dared not meet his eyes.
"Yuuri, look at me."
He knew his face was hot, and he slowly moved his eyes to look into the aqua blue ones of Victor's. He was so close, their bodies were mere centimeters apart, and Yuuri could feel the heat coming off of Victor.
"I need to keep control," Victor said, though his hand was still on Yuuri's chin.
"I don't even know what is happening to me," Yuuri whispered.
"It is always scary when it happens the first time. You get use to it, but we need to keep control. Mother will be here soon and hopefully we will get more answers."
Yuuri wanted to close that space between them. He kept staring at Victor's mouth. He wanted to know what he tasted like, he wanted to know if his control would still hold if he just leaned in a little bit. Another blink of his eyes, and his vision clouded pink.
"You're seeing more red, aren't you?" Victor asked.
Yuuri nodded slightly, never taking his eyes off Victor's mouth. The hand that was on his chin moved across his jaw to his neck. The moment Victor's fingers brushed over the swollen side of his neck, Yuuri closed his eyes and breathed out slowly.
"Victor…" Yuuri moaned.
Those fingers lightly continued to graze over his neck, sending shocks down his sides and into his groin. Yuuri could not remember being so hard before. He started to breath heavy and he felt light headed. Victor stopped and lightly wrapped his hand around his neck. He did not hold Yuuri hard, but his hand was firm against his skin.
"You submit too easily to me," Victor said.
"Sorry," Yuuri mumbled.
"Don't be," Victor said as he leaned in, closing that gap between them, their bodies pressing, his forehead touching Yuuri's. "You need to go shower and reapply the blocker… add extra."
Yuuri could only focus on where their bodies were touching, not registering what Victor had said.
"If you only knew what your scent did to me," Victor said as he pressed harder to Yuuri.
Yuuri knew it was only their alpha and omega talking. It was not Victor talking. He wanted Victor, not his alpha. Yuuri knew right now his omega was taking over his mind, and he still wanted that part of him alert. Blinking, his vision went a darker shade of pink, verging on red.
"Is it only my scent?" Yuuri asked, wanting a clearer answer.
"If only you could see what I see," Victor breathed as he somehow managed to move closer.
Yuuri found his eyes closing as the fingers on his neck rubbed that spot again. A small gasp escaped his mouth as he waited. What he was waiting for he was not sure. Their bodies were tight against one another, Victor was all hard planes and muscle mass, covering his body completely against the wall. The heat between them felt nice, and Yuuri welcomed it. His hands were at his sides and everything in him was willing him to wrap around Victor's body.
"Yuuuuuuri," Victor moaned,though he did not move.
Yuuri breathed in deep, wanting to hold Victor where he was forever. His mind was about closed off to any rational thought as he knew Victor's mouth was right there . Leaning in, Yuuri felt the press of Victor's lips to his as Victor growled deep in his throat.
It was not exactly a kiss, but their lips brushed for a moment before Victor pulled back.
"You are going to make me lose control," Victor whispered before kissing Yuuri's forehead, "go shower, and put on more blocker."
As Victor stepped away, Yuuri felt cold, lonely. His vision was still pink, and he knew as long as the smell of Victor lingered, it was not going anywhere anytime soon.
"Mother will soon be here and we will get some answers," Victor said as his hand brushed his cheek and Yuuri leaned into it. "It is harder as you are older, you have no control on how you feel or should feel. I am going to be your coach, and we are going to work through this."
"Coach," Yuuri whispered.
Victor was here to be his coach, that was the only reason. Yuuri needed to keep that in the forefront of his mind. He could not let what ever was happening to his body to control him, take him over.
Victor was only his coach.
