"I don't do long distance relationships," Yuri said as he sat up on the bed, looking for his clothes.
A deep rumble of a laugh from JJ, and arms were around his waist, pulling him back to the bed. "Oh pussycat, you are moving to fast for me," he grumbled in Yuri's ear, kissing the sensitive spot behind his ear.
"Stop! I mean it, asshole!" Yuri said as he pried away from JJ's arms. Walking into the bathroom, he cleaned himself and splashed water in his face. What the hell had just happen? Sure, he wanted JJ to fuck him, but that asshole took it deeper, more sensual. Did Jean-fucking-Jacques Leroy just make love to him?
His neck was blushed pink from the kissing and neck biting, nothing that would show in morning. His chest and other easily hidden places were another. This was not at all how all of this was supposed to go, not even close to it. Drying his face off, Yuri walked back out to the room and saw JJ slipping his underwear back on.
"I have some robes if you want," JJ said to him, walking over, putting his hands on Yuri's hips, looking him up and down, "Though you are more and welcome to stay like this."
Rolling his eyes, Yuri pulled JJ's hands away from him, grabbing the robe and securing it. "I should probably find my clothes and get heading on."
"But pussycat, we still have not eaten," JJ said, coming behind him, kissing his neck. What right did this asshole have just kissing him the way he was, or putting his hands on him? Yuri hate the way his head tilted to JJ's mouth, and his body melted into JJ's. Dammit, he was losing his own battle.
"The last bus leaves soon," Yuri breathed out.
"You brought a bag with you… am I to assume you have a change of clothes with you?" JJ asked.
He really fucking hated this guy at times. Sighing deeply, Yuri could not ignore the hunger sounds his stomach was making. The food may have been cold, but he did not care. They did not speak much, but Yuri saw the way JJ kept glancing over at him- it made him uneasy and Yuri just tried to look away. It seemed almost as if JJ was waiting for him to bolt and leave.
"I'm wide awake… my sleep schedule is totally fucked now," Yuri said, sitting back in the chair. "Why don't you tell me some of the stuff you been working with with the two idiots."
JJ laughed as they got up from the table, heading over to the small couch. Another glass of wine poured as JJ started to go over his new routines.
"Someone didn't come home last night," Phichit whispered in his ear in the locker room.
"Fuck off," Yuri growled.
Phichit had backed Yuri to the wall, he was not going to let this go. "And I see you have your overnight bag on you."
"Well aren't you observant."
"I also saw JJ early as he was practically whistling and skipping in."
Yuri tried to push Phichit off of him, but the damn guy was a lot stronger than he looked. "Yeah, so?"
"Don't even try lying to me, your ears turn red when you lie," Phichit said, with that mischievous grin he always had.
"I need a new roommate!"
"Oh Yuri-chan! You hurt me so!" Phichit feigned, finally stepping back, clutching his hands on his chest.
"Drama queen."
"Takes one to know one."
Moving over to his locker, Yuri was still in the his clothes from the ballet studio and wanted to change over to his skating gear. Lifting his shirt up, he turned around and saw that Phichit saw the marks on him- his grin getting even bigger.
"Does that answer your question?" Yuri asked.
"Finally!" Phichit said, throwing his towel at Yuri.
He could only roll his eyes. How was it a few love marks on his body made his friend so damn happy? Yeah so maybe he had not been the most pleasant of people to be around after the break up with Otabek, but he didn't expect getting laid would be that much of a reaction.
"So! Tell me! How was it?" Phichit said, siding up next to him.
Flashes of the night before went through his mind. JJ holding him tightly, kissing him deeply as their bodies moved together. The way they talked all night long. The way JJ took his hand and cuddled him till they fell asleep again.
"It was definitely not Otabek," Yuri said.
"Well no shit! But still! Come one!"
"Fine fine," Yuri said as he slipped another shirt on- he would slip shorts over his leggings. Sitting on the bench, he turned to Phichit. Smirking at his friend, Yuri bent to slip his shoes off. "Let's say… the asshole definitely has something to brag about."
Phichit laughed and Yuri could only chuckle. If anyone had asked him a week or two ago would he be having this conversation with Phichit- he would have gone and had his head checked.
"Yurio! Phichit! You two meeting us for dinner still, right?" Victor asked as practice wrapped up. Yuri could see JJ had already headed to the locker room.
"You buying?" Yuri asked.
Victor laughed and clapped at his shoulder. "You wouldn't have it any other way!"
"We will run and shower! Meet you outside in twenty!" Phichit said, grabbing Yuri's hand, pulling him to the locker room.
As they entered the locker room, he saw JJ move to where the showers were. Phichit was bubbling with excitement as his practice was going very well and his program was about finished.
"Don't take forever! I said we would meet them in twenty minutes!" Phichit said as he grabbed his shower bag and moved to the showers.
Grabbing his own shower bag and towel, Yuri walked to the shower stalls. There were five on the back wall of the locker room. Phichit had just moved into the first one, and then one on the very end was running. Looking around, there was no one else in sight- Yuri walked to the shower on the end. It was only barely a peak open at the curtain, he saw it was JJ in there. Tossing his towel over the side, Yuri started the stall next to JJ's, the snuck into the one JJ was in.
"Don't say a fucking word, Phichit it down on the other end," Yuri whispered in JJ's ear, his hand over his mouth.
JJ turned and Yuri saw his eyes wide open. "You scared me," JJ mouthed at him.
Lifting to his toes, Yuri kissed JJ quickly, as his hand wrapped around JJ's cock. He could feel it swell quickly in his hand- he liked having that effect on someone. A low moan came from JJ and Yuri backed him to the tile. "Keep fucking quiet!" Yuri hissed, gripping at JJ's cock harder, stroking him faster. He could see as JJ's eyes rolled back, his mouth open and letting Yuri do whatever he want.
Falling to his knees, he looked up. JJ's eyes snapped open, wildly looking down at him. Yuri smirked, his tongue just barely peeking out his mouth, licking at the tip of JJ's cock. "Fuck," JJ breathed out. Long licks up his shaft as his hand rolled his balls gently. Hands in his hair, pulling gently as Yuri's lips wrapped around JJ's cock. He never took his eyes off of JJ as his mouth slowly sucked at him- gentle at first, teasing him with his tongue. He wasn't going to give JJ the pleasure of knowing how far he could go, but he knew he could still accomplish his goal. Increasing the suction a bit, Yuri bobbed his head up and down his shaft a bit.
The way JJ looked down at him, it was full of want and lust. Yuri took his freehand, stroking himself as he continued to suck at JJ, tasting every bit of him. He had to give the asshole credit, as much as his body was clenched up, he never thrusted down his throat. Tugging and playing with his balls, Yuri alternated from sucking to licking. The moment he pressed his tongue into the slit of JJ's cock, he could feel his body clenched tightly, the hands in his hair pulling more.
They were both getting close. A few more good licks and he started moving up and down his shaft again, looking up at JJ, keeping his eyes set on him. A quick instant and JJ's eyes closed, his hands tapping on Yuri's head, though Yuri never stopped. A low grunt and JJ's body was shaking. Yuri felt as his mouth filled up with JJ's cum, stroking his own cock harder, Yuri released off JJ's cock, spit down the drain and arched his body back. He was so close himself, putting his body on full display as he stroked his cock, breathing heavy. He liked the way JJ looked at him as he did this, and it only made him cum faster. The water from the shower raining down on his chest as his cock started releasing all over his stomach.
Falling to his knees, JJ pulled Yuri's body to his, cupping his face with his hands and kissing him. Yuri was still out of breath and gasped for air as they kissed.
"We got nine minutes!" Phichit yelled.
Yuri chuckled softly. Phichit was obsessed with being on time, something he was never good at. As JJ stood up, he offered a hand to Yuri. Once standing, Yuri felt his legs shake and gave JJ a quick kiss then slipped out his shower stall over to the one next to them that was running. He would have to wash down quick.
"Dammit Yuri! That is my shirt!" Phichit hissed as he took his jacket off at the restaurant.
"Well keep your shit out of my room," Yuri said.
"You keep stealing my clothes!" Phichit said.
"Stop wearing my size then," Yuri laughed out.
"Now children, no bickering at the table," Victor laughed out.
"Shut up old man," Yuri growled.
It was always like this when they all got together. Yuri would never admit out loud just how much he liked getting together for dinner- or how much he loved Katsuki's cooking. It was always nice when they went out and just had time together. No ice between them, no competing, just them hanging out.
"So how is Jean-Jacques doing?" Phichit asked.
Yuri gasped and almost choked on his water. What the hell was Phichit doing?
"Oh he did great today! I don't know what got into him today, but he landed all his jumps perfectly!" Victor said smiling.
"Maybe he got into some- Ow!" Phichit grunted. Yuri had stomped his foot with his.
"Kinda surprised you two took him on," Yuri grumbled, glaring at Phichit.
"Ah, the kid has a goal! I have to give him credit for being so adamant about it!" Victor said.
"What?" Yuri asked.
"Vitya!" Yuuri hissed out then turned back to Yuri, "Really it is nothing. JJ had reached out to us many times… asking."
"So you assholes kept turning him down till he begged you?" Yuri asked between clenched teeth. A hang on his knee and he noticed Phichit was trying to calm him.
"Oh come on, Yurio! You know Jean-Jacques would never beg!" Victor exclaimed.
Phichit rubbed his knee and Yuri ignored the rest of the conversation till the food came out.
The rest of dinner went with no more outburst from Phichit and Yuri had long forgotten it all by the time they were back home. Changing into comfy clothes, they popped a huge bowl of popcorn and settled into a movie- opting to stay in for a night.
"We don't do this enough anymore," Phichit said, resting his head on Yuri's shoulder.
"That cause you are out banging everything that walks," Yuri grumbled.
Phichit snorted and threw popcorn at Yuri. Hearing his phone go off, Yuri grabbed and saw a picture message from JJ had come in. Opening it up, that asshole was laid out on his bed, topless- looking sad. The caption reading "Lonely in Russia". Yuri had to roll his eyes. Why did he have to look so good?
"Oh! Your boyfriend is lonely!" Phichit giggled out.
"Not my boyfriend," Yuri growled.
"Let's take a selfie and send back to him!" Phichit said.
Yuri groaned, but in the end, he took a selfie where Phichit had his arms wrapped around him and kissing his cheek. He had to admit that he was giggling as he sent the picture to JJ. He had only had a few glasses of wine, and at this point, Phichit was pouring them more.
"We should fuck with your boyfriend," Phichit giggled out.
"He is not my boyfriend!" Yuri said.
"Keep telling yourself that," Phichit said, pulling his shirt off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Yuri asked.
"We are going to tease your boyfriend," Phichit said with a smile, "Take your shirt off!"
"You are so weird," Yuri said as he pulled his shirt over his head.
A text came in on his phone. Before he could even read it, Phichit had grabbed his phone. As he bursted out laughing, Yuri grabbed his phone and saw the reply.
JJ: Now you are just teasing me!"Yuri! Go put on your leg warmers!" Phichit squealed out.
"What?"
"Just do it!"
Sighing, Yuri went back to his room and grabbed his gray leg warmers. They came up right above his knee, and he was known to wear them around the flat as half the time he just wore shorts for comfort. When he came back out to the living room, Phichit already had his red leg warmers on and was giggling. As they arranged themselves on the couch, Phichit had him prop his legs with his on the coffee table. The movie in the background with their huge bowl of popcorn. Yuri had to admit- Phichit knew how to take pictures.
"I don't see why I don't have my shirt on," Yuri said.
"Hang on!" Phichit said, sending the picture to JJ. "Ok now lay back on the couch."
Rolling his eyes again, Yuri did as he was told and allowed Phichit to pose him. He was laid back with one arm tucked behind his head and his legs bent and to the side. Phichit took a picture. Grabbing his phone, Yuri almost thought about putting that one on Instagram. The lighting was good, and there was a neat shadow that had fallen on him in the picture.
"Ok, now we tease him!" Phichit said.
"Huh?"
Phichit grabbed Yuri and pulled him on top of him. Pressing their cheeks together, Phichit held his arm out, taking a picture of them both.
"Phichit! We look naked here!" Yuri yelled.
Phichit was still giggling. "Send me a copy of that picture, would ya?"
"Why so you can say we are fucking or something?"
"You could only wish," Phichit said with a grin.
Pulling his shirt back on, another text sound went off.
JJ: Now I am really jealous! And still lonely! Yuri: Sorry! Have to be lonely tonight! Movie night here!"Yuri! You are so mean! Invite him over!" Phichit said.
"Let the asshole be lonely, he probably think this is going to lead to something," Yuri said.
"Would that really be so bad?"
"Da, it would."
Phichit gave that concerned look he always did when Yuri got like this. Taking his hand, he tucked a strand of Yuri's hair behind his ear. "Don't let what Otabek did to you ruin what you could have for someone else."
"This isn't about him."
"Then what is it?"
"Dammit! Can't I just have a fuck buddy? This was all a Grindr hook up for fuck sake!"
"Keep telling yourself that," Phichit said, grabbing the remote and turning the movie back on.