The minute Alex went to leave the room, JJ pressed Otabek back into the couch and started kissing him. Otabek tasted like the beer they had been sipping and his body immediately responded to him. Fuck! JJ loved Otabek so much, had for years. They trained well together, got along perfectly, and Otabek was just hot . Moaning into the kiss, JJ continued to move his tongue alongside Otabek's, running his hands up his shirt, feeling the way Otabek's muscles contracted under his palm.

"Let me fuck you on my brother's couch," he whispered in Otabek's ear.

Otabek whimpered, kissing at his neck, starting to suck on the spot right under his ear. "That's fucked up, babe," Otabek mumble.

"Don't leave anymore damn marks on me," JJ said, pulling back from where Otabek was determined to suck purplish marks all over him. "It's like you are marking your territory!"

"Maybe I am," Otabek said, kissing him gently, moving his hands down JJ's back, cupping his ass and squeezing it. JJ moaned again, pushing his hips down into Otabek's letting their half hard cocks rub together. Otabek gasped out as he pressed down hard, rocking his hips into him.

"I swear… I'm going to fuck you right here," JJ said against Otabek's lips.

"And what if they come back in?"

"Let them watch… shit… maybe they will take a hint and finally do something."

A hand on his face and JJ was pushed away. What? Had he said wrong?

"What?" JJ asked.

"Speaking of…" Otabek said, wiggling from under JJ, sitting up as JJ pouted at him. "What is with your brother?"

"What do you mean?" JJ asked, leaning in and kissing at Otabek's neck, maybe he could leave a mark on him this time.

Otabek pushed him back again, JJ groaned and sat back, figuring their moment was over. He knew whenever something was on Otabek's mind, he wouldn't focus on much else. Adjusting his cock in his pants, JJ sighed and waited for Otabek to continue.

"Do you think Alex likes Yuri… or is he playing with him?" Otabek asked.

JJ knew Otabek was protective over his friend. Hell, he remembered a year and half ago when some guy broke Yuri's heart and tried to slander him all over social media- Otabek was on the next plane to Russia ready to kick ass. (Thankfully Yakov and Victor had stopped him.)

"Sasha would never play," JJ said, knowing how his brother was.

"Well you know him better than I do," Otabek said.

"Sasha has to think things through… he doesn't jump into things," JJ said.

They had talked on their way that evening to Alex's house. JJ had asked him what was up with him and Yuri, smiling when he heard that Alex had been captivated by Yuri- but hell, who wouldn't be? Sure, Yuri had a shitty attitude at times, but it was a part of his charm. If there was anyone who could tame that wild kitten, it was definitely Alex.

"So do you think that maybe they will…?" Otabek asked, trailing off.

JJ shrugged, smiling at his boyfriend, fuck he loved this guy . He seemed so tough and emotionless at times, but JJ knew the real Otabek . He was nothing but emotions, nothing but caring for his friends and family. He was also tired of talking about his brother and Yuri- he had other things on his mind.

"I love when you get all sentimental," JJ said, pushing Otabek back into the couch. "Now can we stop talking about my brother and get back to where I am fucking you?"

Otabek chuckled, "I'm still kinda sore from this morning."

"I'll be gentle," JJ whispered, capturing his mouth, kissing away any protest.

Otabek moaned and squirmed against him, returning the kiss. JJ's hands were back under Otabek's shirt, pinching at his nipples, biting at his lower lip. It never took long for them to get worked up, and before long, they were both grabbing at the other and moaning.

"Maybe we should head back to the house," Otabek gasped out.

"Maybe I should just fuck you right here."

"C'mon," Otabek said, pushing him off again.

"Fine, let's walk fast though," JJ said.

Otabek was flushed and clearly aroused. "Should we let them know we are leaving?"

JJ shook his head, his mind filled of folding Otabek in half, kissing him deeply and fucking him senseless. Taking Otabek's outstretched hand, he let Otabek quickly lead them out the house.

Plus, Yuri would probably be thankful they were gone.


Yuri felt too vulnerable, too open… too good in Alex's arms. It was all out there now, no taking it back. Yuri sighed deeply and didn't let go of Alex's shirt. Being as Alex was holding him, and not sending him out the door had to mean something, right?

"So…" Yuri said, trying to break the silence.

"So," Alex repeated, squeezing his arms around Yuri. "Let's go in before my brother fouls up my couch."

Yuri scrunched his nose and looked up at Alex, that thought in his mind was not what he wanted to imagine- it was bad enough when Otabek started talking to Yuri about his sex life (the last thing he wanted to think about was JJ in any sexual manner). Alex laughed and touched his finger to where Yuri's nose was all crinkled. "Too cute," Alex whispered before letting him go.

"You go first," Yuri said, spinning Alex around and pushing him through the door. "I do not want to see JJ's ass!"

"You know people tell us we look alike?" Alex said as they walked through the kitchen.

"Not even close," Yuri grumbled.

Alex got to laughing then peaked out the kitchen into the living room. Turning to Yuri he said that all was clear, and they weren't even there.

"Must have snuck out while we were out back," Alex said.

"Where are they?" Yuri asked.

Alex bent over, picking up the button down Otabek had on when he got here—which only meant he was just in tank now. "Looks like they almost fouled up my couch."

"EW!" Yuri squealed out, "He is gonna foul up my best friend!"

Alex got to laughing and draped Otabek's shirt over the chair, saying he can come back and get it later.

Yuri realized it was just them two now- alone, in Alex's house. No JJ to ruin a moment, or looks from Otabek. No random Leroy sibling jumping into their conversation or Mrs. Leroy offering him yet something else to eat- claiming Yuri needed a few more pounds on him.

"Movie?" Alex asked.

Yuri cocked his head to side, "What kinda movie?"

Alex stared back, and shrugged. "What kind do you like?"

"I prefer bad movies."

"Why would anyone watch bad movies?"

"Why wouldn't anyone like bad movies?!"

"I don't own bad movies," Alex said, a smile forming on his lips.

"You have internet, right?" Yuri asked, hands on his hips.

Rolling his eyes, Alex shook his head, "I am not watching a movie just because it is bad!"

Squinting his eyes, Yuri glared over at him, "I'll get you to watch bad movies with me… Just you wait."

Alex laughed and wrapped his arm around Yuri's shoulders, pulling him to the couch. "How about a good movie."

"Define good."

"Dictionary so on the bookshelf," Alex chuckled out.

"Smart ass."

Yuri couldn't help but notice that Alex left his arm around his shoulder and had him pulled firmly to his side. Curling his legs under him, Yuri leaned into Alex's side, resting his head on his chest. This was turning out quite nice.

Alex found some weird Sci-fi movie that Yuri actually enjoyed watching- he smiled when Alex gave him different commentary about the background of the movie or an actor and just how enthusiastic he seemed over it.

Yuri felt like they were a couple. The longer the movie played, the more Yuri had gotten himself comfortable. Wrapping his arm so it was around Alex's midsection, his hand resting on his waist. About midway through the movie, he felt a few strands of his hair being played with.

When ever Alex talked, his voice rumbled in his chest. This all felt too good. It was too perfect .

Alex never told him how he felt, and Yuri was still not sure why he had gone quiet on him earlier, but it didn't matter now- he was in Alex's arms and just having a quiet night in. He definitely wanted more to all of this, didn't even mind missing the end of the movie if it meant they could make out.

But that chance never came. Yuri wanted to be selfish and just grab his perfect face and kiss those full perfect lips. He also knew Alex did not want to rush things, maybe he needed to feel these things out. He needed to talk to JJ more. Dammit, now he to play nice with JJ to get some information out of him.

Little things Alex was doing was making Yuri's stomach flutter so much. At times his hair was being gently played with, or his hand would rub his shoulder, or even just a light squeeze. At one point, Yuri just closed his eyes, feeling the way Alex's chest rose up and down while he breathed in and out.

The movie ended sooner than Yuri wanted it too- surprisingly he really did enjoy it. It was nothing like groaning and bitching over a bad movie though. The only people who really enjoyed bad movies like he did was Katsuki and Otabek. He was determined to have Alex sit through one with him.

He could feel Alex starting to shift and move, so Yuri leaned off of him, watching the way Alex's body stretched long as he yawned out.

"I think I am going to call it a night," Alex said, grabbing the remote to hand it to Yuri. "You can stay up if you want. I like to wake early and jog some."

"What time do you get up? I could join you."

"Early."

"How early?"

Alex laughed, "Early. You are more than welcome to come, but you got to keep up."

Yuri squinted again at Alex, "Is that a challenge?"

"Most definitely."

"You're on!" Yuri said, leaning forward, glaring at Alex. He loved this competitive side Alex had. It was fun and it kind of pushed Yuri. Normally he would sleep in and be as lazy as possible, but he actually felt like a good run wouldn't hurt. Plus, seeing Alex get all sweaty was just a bonus.

"I'll see ya in the morning then," Alex said, standing up and stretching again. "You should have everything set in the guest room."

Yuri stood and they turned off all the lights in the living room then headed down the hallway. Yuri wanted to keep going, follow Alex back to his room. When they got to his door, Yuri turned, looking up- wanting something from Alex.

"Did you want to set your alarm?" Alex asked.

"You can wake me," Yuri said.

Alex smiled down at him, pushing Yuri's hair behind his ear. Yuri wanted a kiss so badly, he really did. He almost went to lean up on his toes when Alex leaned down, his lips pressing on his forehead... again.

"See ya in the morning, blondie," Alex whispered before turning down the hallway. Yuri just stood there, watching- even as Alex turned and smiled at him before going into his room.