Notes: And here's the final chapter! Yuri's the main focus, but the very, very last part is for Otabek. Hope you like it.
Bad Kitties Get Spanked
Part 11
Otabek was now his boyfriend and all was right with the world. Yuri's skating had felt even more relaxed than usual. He was on top of the world and the rink had been a stepping stone to Cloud 9. There was only one thing missing. He was sure, now more than ever, that he wanted an excuse for Otabek to discipline him again. He wanted his new boyfriend to give him another spanking. And he wanted it to be longer and harder than the first one he'd received.
Yuri could feel himself blushing as he changed out of his practice clothes. But how in the world was he supposed to approach a topic like that? He could just ask for it, he supposed, but then it would kind of lose its appeal. And Otabek was a nice guy, so he probably wouldn't do it on his own out of the blue. The little blond only had one choice. He'd have to be a naughty little brat like the first time Otabek spanked him.
"Yurio," Victor practically sang as Yuri was coming out of the locker room. "I'm curious. Did you ever get your cake last night?"
"None of your business, old man!" Yuri told him. He could feel himself getting hot under the collar thinking about what had happened in Otabek's hotel room. He'd gotten his cake and then some. The memory of Otabek's lips grazing his neck over and over again heated his entire body. While it wasn't the shower make-out session he'd wanted, it was pretty close.
Victor took a closer look at the little Russian and grinned knowingly. "Oh my. How exciting."
Yuri narrowed his eyes at Victor. "What's your problem?"
"Someone has a hickey," Victor sing-songed yet again.
(What the hell?!) Yuri thought. He rushed to one of the mirrors and sure enough there was a kiss mark on the side of his neck. He hadn't really been paying attention when he got up this morning, so he must have missed it. Otabek did seem to linger there on one of his little neck kisses, but Yuri didn't really think the evidence would show up.
"Soooooooo? How far did you guys go? Give me all the details," the elder skater said with a chuckle.
"Shut up! Idiot!" Yuri yelled. He quickly finished gathering his things and angrily marched out of the locker room.
He spotted his boyfriend across the rink and frowned. Otabek was watching Yuuri perform a step sequence from some new routine he and Victor had been working on. He didn't want Otabek watching that pig! "OTABEK! We need to talk, RIGHT NOW!"
His Kazakh boyfriend was visibly startled. Actually, Yuuri was also visibly startled, but the little blond didn't care about that.
Victor was walking out of the locker room and he looked like he couldn't wait to tell Yuuri the exciting news.
"Not a word, Victor!" Yuri shouted as the older man went past him.
The silver-haired man didn't even acknowledge him. That was definitely bad news.
Otabek skated across the ice toward Yuri. "Hey. Is everything okay? You sound upset."
"Of course I'm upset. Look at this!" Yuri whispered as aggressively as anyone would in a situation like that. He pointed at the mark Otabek left on his neck.
"Oh..."
"Yeah. And Victor saw it. Why did you have to leave a mark anyway?"
Otabek looked away. "I didn't mean to. But you kept moaning every time I kissed you there, so I guess I got carried away."
Yuri knew his face turned red. "Don't do stuff that'll leave marks." He also knew that his statement was softer than it should have been.
"Y-you really liked it, though," Otabek stammered quietly, taking one of Yuri's hands in his.
The blond skater glanced up at Victor and Yuuri and sure enough, the two were staring at them. He looked back at Otabek. "Well, if you have to leave marks, just leave them where no one can see them next time." After a few seconds, he frowned. (I sound like one of those stupid romance novels Mila's always going on about,) he thought.
But at least he got a blushing Otabek out of it. "I'd better get changed," his boyfriend said, letting go of his hand and heading toward the locker room.
Yuri sighed and started heading toward Yuuri and Victor. He could see the stupid knowing looks on both their faces. Thankfully, the pig's wasn't as obnoxious as the old man's.
Before either of them could say anything, Yuri shouted, "Shut it! Both of you!"
Yuuri examined Yuri's kiss mark and chuckled to himself. "It's really there. I didn't think Yurio would let anyone close enough to do something like that."
And it was THE PIG who spoke first?! Yuri kicked the Japanese man in the shin and growled at him. "I told you to keep your big mouth shut!"
Victor rushed to Yuuri's side as he was crumpling to the floor from his sore leg. "Yuuri! Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine. He just caught me off guard," Yuuri said, trying to laugh it off.
"What's going on?" Otabek asked as he was coming back from the locker room. He spotted Yuuri and Victor on the floor and couldn't help looking confused. "What happened?"
"Oh, Otabek. It's awful. Yurio's been such a bad kitty," Victor reported. He helped Yuuri to his feet. "Come on, my sweet Yuuri. I'll help you get changed."
After watching Victor and Yuuri leave, the little blond rolled his eyes. "Stupid pig. Stupid old man."
Otabek folded his arms. "Yuri, what happened?"
Yuri frowned and shoved his hands in his pockets. "It's his own fault. The pig said something he shouldn't have, so I kicked him."
When Yuri saw the disappointed look on Otabek's face, his heart sank. He'd never really gotten that look from his boyfriend before. He wasn't sure how to respond. What if Otabek didn't want to be his boyfriend anymore?
"You really have been a bad kitty, then," Otabek said. "I guess I'll have to take you back to the hotel and show you what happens to bad kitties."
Yuri blushed deep red. (Did he really just say that? That's so embarrassing! But I'm kinda looking forward to it,) he thought.
Otabek found himself blushing deep red. (Did I really just say that? That's so embarrassing! But I'm kinda looking forward to it.)
The End
Notes: That was not the best ending. I know. Sorry. So, if you have any suggestions or critiques on what I can do better next time, please leave them in the comments.
