Third chapter, this is going to start with a steamy scene, brace yourself!! ️️️️️️️️️️️️️️️

(Third person pov.)

Viktor pushed Yuuri against the wall in their bedroom, encasing him in his arms.

They kissed again, this time with a lot more force. Their tongues tangled together and Viktor's hands knotted up in Yuuri's hair.

After they'd made out for a good five minutes, Viktor decided to move things along a bit. He ground his hips into the other boy, feeling his erection against Yuuri's . This caused Yuuri to moan into Viktor's mouth, sending shivers through the platinum haired boy.

Viktor's hands left Yuuri's hair and moved down to pull the dark haired boys t-shirt off. Viktor then began to kiss along Yuuri's jaw, then down his neck to where he sucked at the skin, biting gently and leaving a red mark when he was done. His lips continued along Yuuri's chest.

"Yuuri?" Viktor asked. The dark haired boy's eyes were closed. "Can I try something?"

"O-okay." Yuuri's didn't open his eyes, and the word came out breathlessly and laced with desire and need.

Viktor went back to peppering kisses along Yuuri's collar bone, and then lower as he took one of Yuuri's nipples in his mouth and began sucking slightly, his teeth tugging gently.

Much to Viktor's delight, when he sucked on Yuuri's nipple, sweet milk came out, indicating that he was with child.

Yuuri moaned and his hands went to Viktor's hips, pulling the platinum haired boy closer. Viktor then did the same to the other one.

Viktor's kisses then continued their decent downwards, trailing down Yuuri's chest and swollen stomach. Viktor sunk to his knees and continued his kiss his lover, not stopping even when he reached a trail of dark hair that disappeared below Yuuri's waistband.

Viktor took a deep breath as his fingers fumbled with the zipper on Yuuri's pants.

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" He glanced back up at Yuuri.

Yuuri's eyes were still closed, and he nodded, "Yeah. I'm sure. Please, don't stop."

Viktor went back to work on undoing Yuuri's pants. He lowered them down, pulling Yuuri's black boxers down too. Yuuri's erection sprang free and the dark haired boy blushed. Viktor couldn't help himself, he stared.

Viktor took a deep breath, he didn't want to mess it up. This was for Yuuri. He'd glanced up at Yuuri, who was now staring down at him with his beautiful brown eyes.

Not breaking eye contact, Viktor slowly lowered his mouth to Yuuri's arousal, teasing the tip with his tongue. Yuuri's eyes fluttered shut again and he moaned the platinum's name.

Viktor took the plunge and took Yuuri into his mouth. When Yuuri hit the back of his throat, he shifted his angle slightly and took the rest of him in down to the base.

He stayed there for a moment, breathing through his nose before coming back up, carefully scraping his teeth up Yuuri's rigid flesh.

Yuuri , who was incoherent and mumbling at this point, buried his hands in Viktor's hair. Viktor repeated the motion, eliciting a low moan from Yuuri.

Viktor bobbed down again, this time when he came back up he swirled his tongue round the head.

"Viktor." Yuuri moaned his name, and if Viktor hadn't already been turned on, that would've been enough to get him there.

Viktor alternated between using his mouth and his hands, while Yuuri's hands were still moving through his hair.

When Viktor next came up for air, Yuuri pushed him away.

"Viktor, stop." He breathed. "I don't ... wanna put ... an early end ... to this."

Viktor nodded and let Yuuri pull him to his feet. Their mouths collided in a heated kiss and they stumbled towards the bed, not breaking contact once. Yuuri ditched his jeans and boxers on the way.

Viktor lost his balance and fell onto the springy mattress and pulled Yuuri down on top of him.

Yuuri pulled Viktor's shirt off, and began kissing his way down the platinum's body. He made quick work of his jeans and discarded the clothes to the floor. Yuuri's hands were roving all over Viktor , searing the platinum's skin.

Viktor gasped when Yuuri reached a hand down his boxers. Viktor kicked the last remaining article of clothing off to the pile on the floor. They moved against each other, the friction causing pleasant sensations for both of them.

"Viktor, I need you." Yuuri whispered in his ear. "Inside me, Viktor I need you."

Viktor nodded, flipping them both over he was on top and Yuuri was under him.

"Do I need to...prepare you?" Viktor voice wavered.

Yuuri couldn't form a complete sentence, so he just nodded. "Lube in the," he took a breath "top drawer...in the...night stand."

Viktor knew this already, but still listened. He reached over and retrieved the bottle from the drawer.

Viktor covered his fingers in the cool liquid and went about preparing Yuuri ; first with one finger, then after he'd inserted a second, his fingers brushed a spot in Yuuri that made him gasp and cry out with pleasure. After stretching Yuuri with two, he added a third which made Yuuri hiss with pain.

"Sorry!" Viktor lips captured Yuuri's wanting to make up for the discomfort he'd caused.

Yuuri retrieved the bottle of lube, squirted a generous amount in his palm and went about covering Viktor's erection with the slippery substance.

"Viktor ...I need you...now." Yuuri whispered.

The platinum removed his fingers and lifted Yuuri's legs round him. He positioned himself at Yuuri's entrance and slowly started to push in.

Yuuri didn't voice his discomfort, but he shut his eyes and clenched his fists into the sheets. Viktor went slow trying his best not to ram himself into Yuuri's warmth.

Once he was all the way in, he stayed like that for a minute letting Yuuri get used to feeling of Viktor inside of him.

"Ok...Need you to...Move now." Yuuri groaned.

Viktor obliged; moving slowly at first, then building up a rhythm as he thrust deeper into Yuuri.

Viktor changed his angle slightly, and hit Yuuri's prostate. The dark haired boy whimpered with pleasure and Viktor reached down to wrap his hand around Yuuri's erection, and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts.

Yuuri came first, spilling out of Viktor's hand and over both their stomachs.

Viktor's release soon followed, with a final shout of Yuuri's name he toppled over the edge and collapsed atop the dark haired boy, being mindful of his stomach.

When they could move again, Viktor pulled his now softening length out of Yuuri and rolled off him.

Viktor cuddled up to Yuuri's side and Yuuri's arms went around the platinum boy. Viktor tugged the quilt up to cover them both.

"That probably wasn't very good for the baby," Yuuri mumbles.

"He'll be fine," The older man mumbles against his husbands hair.

"He?" Yuuri questioned, incredulously.

The platinum boy flinches, "well, ah, there's a fifty percent chance he'll be a boy."

"You said it again!" Yuuri teases, a grin plastered on his face.

"W-well, it could be a girl, I guess," Viktor stutters.

"What's wrong with a girl?" Yuuri giggles, turning onto his side to face his husband better.

"Nothing, I just want a little baby boy a little bit more than I want a girl."

"Why?"

"Because he'll look just like you." The platinum beams, kissing his husband lovingly on the lips.

Yuuri blushes a deep crimson, burying his face into his husbands chest, mumbling incoherent words.

Viktor chuckles, "I can't wait to tell everyone at the rink."

Yuuri's stomach sinks, "what about competing?"

"You might not be able to."

"But, I want to compete this year, it's our first year as husband and wife." Yuuri whines.

"Then what are we going to do about this?" Viktor asks, rubbing his husbands baby bump.

"I don't know," Yuuri wonders out loud, "but, I think we both know that the press can't know about this."

"Yeah." Viktor frowns.

"We have to keep this a secret for as long as possible." Yuuri says quietly, moving forward into the circle of his lovers arms.

"Of course, мои красивые из них" He agrees, holding Yuuri closer to him, falling asleep.

(My beautiful ones)

Third chapter done!! Hope you like.

Love,

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