As per usual, I do not own Yuri! on Ice or any of its characters. I only own the plot of this fanfiction and a couple of original characters who appear.

Otabek had the day off from work today to work on his report that was due in a couple of weeks. Yuri had left right after having breakfast with him. He was surprised a slim guy like Yuri could eat so much food, but he was very pleased as it had debunked the assumption of ballet dancers never eating much or at all. He thought they ate extremely small proportions of food and counted the amount calories of each serving. The Kazakh Alpha was glad Yuri found it amusing instead of being offended because it was easy to think that when every ballerina and danseur was practically paper thin. It gave Otabek a sense of relief to know Yuri wasn't starving himself or even rejecting food sometimes. Though, Yuri did mention some of his fellow dancers did suffer from a form of eating disorder, but they already had underlying issues contributing to it. Their company didn't pressure them to eat on a highly restrictive diet. They were just required to eat healthy. It's just unfortunate some took that requirement too far.

Yuri eating nearly four plates of breakfast meant his food was delicious…...or that Yuri was really hungry. He never saw someone Yuri's size eat a lot of food. It really surprised the Alpha. Despite his shock, Otabek was amused and delighted to see this side of the Omega. It made him fall in love with Yuri more.

His thoughts went back to Yuri despite all efforts to focus on the report he needed to work on. The Omega left the apartment not too long ago for a doctor's appointment, yet Otabek already missed him. Last night he had offered to take the couch so Yuri could sleep in his bed, but Yuri came out to the living area and cuddled with him there. There was no way he could lie and say he didn't sleep better with Yuri in his arms the previous night. Feeling that warm weight of the other male in his arms was reassuring and it felt right. Even though he was an Alpha, he craved the tender intimacy more than the heat-induced sex he had with Yuri. At least he knew Yuri would be back here after his ballet rehearsal once he picks up some clothes from his apartment. Otabek couldn't wait to relax with the Omega. If he manages to finish his paper by the time he gets here.

Otabek turned his attention back to the main task at hand so he can have free time later. He had looked over the line he typed up in his report then frowned at it for a moment then deleted it. He retyped it after making sure the information he found was valid then made sure to add the source of information to his list of references. He ended up typing about three paragraphs worth of information he learned in class, fact checking his notes and checking again to make sure it was good. He hadn't realized how long he had been working diligently on his report until his phone rang. He glanced at the number and smiled upon seeing the name of the one who was calling him. He swiped the green button to the right then pressed the phone to his ear.

"Hey. How did it go?" he asked, thinking Yuri was calling him about his appointment.

"Well, I'm not pregnant," Yuri answered, his voice held a tinge of disappointment in it. Otabek wondered if Yuri was aware how he sounded to him just now. He didn't want to call the blond out on it now. It wasn't the time.

"That's good news. I was worried I had gotten you pregnant during your heat after triggering your heat in the first place," Otabek admitted, setting the book he used for his report to the side. "Good thing Mila had left those morning after pills for you during your last heat."

"Yeah."

There was silence between them for a moment when there was usually no break in their conversation. The topic of children was a touchy subject for them both. Otabek knew of Yuri's reasons and he sympathized. Omegas were expected to have children while they are still young and fertile. He couldn't imagine how irate Yuri had to be on a daily basis to hear "get pregnant before you turn barren." Or anything on the lines of that. Yuri had just turned nineteen and he definitely had no intentions of having a child so soon. He didn't have the living space or even the time to take care of a baby. Otabek's place was a little bigger but he did not have the means to take care of a child at the moment either as a barista. Not to mention he was currently a college student in his final year and things were hectic as it was with school. A baby would complicate things. He knew that fully well.

Otabek also had another reason for not wanting a baby so soon and it had a lot to do with his ex. It still pissed him off his ex had to go that far... For now, he had to quell his anger about it because Yuri was on the phone. He wasn't ready to tell Yuri about that part of his life just yet.

"Yura, how soon would you want to have a baby?" Otabek blurted out.

"I… Not so soon. We're busy with our lives and having a baby now would make our situations more stressful." Yuri answered. "It's something we should plan together when the time comes."

"I agree. I don't have a job that could take care of us yet and I'm still in school. It would be illogical to get pregnant now."

"Is it okay to tell you I want to wait a little longer?" Yuri sounded hesitant in asking him this.

"Of course, Yura. It's more than okay. When you are ready and if you want to conceive a baby with me, let me know." He heard Yuri chuckle approvingly.

"There isn't anyone else I would rather do that with, Beka."

"Good, because I wish for you to carry my child in the future."

It was a damn shame Yuri had rehearsal for three hours after this because he honestly wanted to lock himself with Yuri in the bedroom and mark up every inch of his body. He was immensely attracted to Yuri, yet his feelings for him were prioritized more than how much he wanted to bury himself inside the Omega. To hear Yuri's cries of ecstasy echo throughout the apartment as he fucks him into the mattress. Also, Otabek wanted so much to cover Yuri in his scent so everyone in the vicinity knew who he belonged to even without being Marked officially. He cleared his throat before he spoke, not wanting Yuri to know he was sporting a full hard on.

"Hey, Beka? I'm gonna stop by your place soon," Yuri told him, breaking the Alpha's current train of thought.

"What? Don't you need to head to rehearsal?" Otabek remembered. He knew his place wasn't exactly on the way there if Yuri was heading from his doctor's appointment.

"I have a sudden need to take a detour. Plus, I have an hour before I really have to be there, so it's fine," Yuri admitted. Otabek could hear the smile in the Omega's voice. "I'll be there in ten."

"If you say it's fine, I won't argue with you. See you in a few, Yura."

"See you, Beka."

With that, they hung up and Otabek proceeded to clean the apartment up a bit for when Yuri comes over. He looked to his half finished report then decided to set the stuff carefully to the side so it wasn't covering the entirety of the coffee table, saving and closing the program on his laptop before shutting it off. Otabek had cleaned the dishes after realizing they were sitting in the sink. He rather not have Yuri thinking he was some slob that refused to clean anything and his roommate hasn't been back since the day before yesterday. Otabek had been holding down the fort since then and had a cozy date with Yuri.

He made sure the bed was made in his room, he had no idea what made him do that in the first place, when a knock on the door alerted him that his guest of honor may have arrived now. The Alpha went to answer the door and smiled at the person he had wanted to see since the end of their phone call minutes ago. As soon as Yuri closed the door behind him, he turned to face Otabek, glad he decided to come here first. Otabek's arms wrapped around Yuri's waist and pulled him close when the Omega dropped his bags, their lips meeting together desperately. Yuri's mouth had opened only slightly when Otabek took the opportunity to slide his tongue into the blond's mouth. He moaned at the sensation of his tongue being sucked on by Yuri after licking the roof of his mouth, he shuddered visibly. The simmering desire he felt since talking to Yuri on the phone had flared up, threatening to consume him. Yuri was here in his arms and he also felt his hardness mirroring his own, pressing against him.

They pulled apart long enough to realize they needed to go to Otabek's bedroom. Yuri left his bags by the door before following Otabek. He was surprised when the other man turned around and picked him up. Then Otabek walked with him in his arms to the bedroom after Yuri wrapped his legs around Otabek's waist. Their clothes were nearly torn off their bodies by one another as soon as Yuri's back made contact with the bed.

Otabek thrusts his hips into Yuri's as their cocks, now free of the annoying barrier of clothing, rubbed against each other. Deep groans emitted from their throats as they continued grinding their hips together. Yuri's slick dripped out of his ass and he vaguely worried he was ruining the Alpha's bedsheets, yet he couldn't really give a shit. He just needed Otabek inside him badly. It wasn't like when he was in heat where he felt like if he didn't get Otabek's knot inside him, he would die. Metaphorically, of course.

Though right now wasn't the time for foreplay. They likely had less than an hour to have a bit of fun in the sheets even though both men wanted to do everything to each other. Especially Yuri who hasn't experienced sex outside of his heat. It was when Yuri felt fingers inside of his ass when he decided to tell Otabek what he wanted.

"Beka, hurry up and fuck me," he pleaded.

"I need to prepare you unless you want your ass to be aching while you dance." Otabek retorted while sucking on a sensitive spot near a scent gland on Yuri's neck and thrusting two fingers in him, smiling when Yuri moaned.

"I...can take the pain. I'm a dancer. I lose toenails occasionally."

"That's gross, Yura."

The blond laughed before he visibly shuddered when Otabek had pressed his fingers into his prostate. He pushed back onto them, desperately attempting to draw them in further. The choked groan he heard from Otabek when he had squeezed and made his inner muscles ripple around his fingers. The way he deliberately started sucking them in a little bit was worth the way Otabek had pulled his fingers out of his ass then flipped him over onto his hands and knees. Yuri heard the tear of the condom packet then he ignored the nagging, disappointing thoughts at the back of his mind of not feeling Otabek fill him with his hot cum when he finishes. He disliked that part of his second gender needing to feel his partner's seed inside along with the desire to have a baby. Yet, Yuri could not deny he wanted a family in the future with Otabek. If he could keep his intrusive thoughts from his second gender calm until the right time, then all would be well.

But Yuri didn't have to worry about that when he felt Otabek enter him suddenly, breaking his train of thoughts, a surprised sounding moan escaping his lips. It was his first time outside of his heat he felt the slightest burn that came with feeling the Alpha's cock stretching him to the limit. And it was oh so good. He felt every inch of Otabek's dick hot and throbbing inside him, his balls rested against his backside. Just knowing and feeling someone he trusts and has intense, indescribable feelings for is currently inside him made Yuri ecstatic and incredibly fucking turned on. A rush of wetness coated the dick inside him and Yuri heard Otabek gasp then swear in Kazakh as a result. Of course that reaction made the Omega in Yuri purr in delight while he laughed out loud.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you, Yura." Otabek warned him as he quickly regained composure then pulled out until just the tip of his cock was inside then pushed back inside roughly.

Yuri couldn't keep himself from letting out a scream when Otabek had thrust hard once inside him. It sent pleasant shocks of electricity through his hips and it traveled all the way to his toes, making them curl involuntarily. His thoughts consisted of nothing else but Otabek. Since he wasn't currently in heat, he felt some discomfort in trying to get used to the girth of Otabek's dick inside himself, but that was easily overridden by the exquisite pleasure that followed. Yuri would have came from that single thrust if he had not stopped Otabek when he did.

Even when Otabek began thrusting inside him with less strength before, it was still quite satisfying. The small discomfort ebbed away until it was nonexistent then gave way to the sweet pleasure that came with good sex. Yuri had pushed back against Otabek in time with his thrusts as he fisted the sheets below him. His and Otabek's moans fed off one another and rose in octave. Their sensations was like a byproduct off each other, giving a lot and taking back that same amount. This was a better experience for Yuri outside his heat now that he was aware of Otabek. Aware of what he felt and continued to feel for the person he is one with. It was a little scary, but he was happy and content. Most of all, he loved and trusted Otabek.

It felt heavenly inside Yuri as he drove deep inside with each thrust, Yuri's cries of ecstasy and gasps feuling him. He wanted to see his partner's, if he could call him that, face so he pulled out of whimpering Yuri then flipped him onto his back before entering him again. He would never forget how the Omega's back arched as he let out a yelp, which Otabek was sure Yuri would deny later on. Otabek's hands were touching Yuri wherever they could reach. His hands felt along the Omega's sides, part of his chest before one settled in the long, beautiful golden tresses he had come to love. His lips met Yuri's for another kiss which had became shallow due to their heavy breathing. He loved how Yuri's mouth tasted when he could slide his tongue in there. He could get addicted to him so easily if he wasn't careful. Not that Otabek minded.

Otabek's thrusts were hard, fairly rough to the point the bed banged against the wall loudly multiple times. Yuri anchored himself by holding onto Otabek, his nails dug into the other man's back and was sure they would leave welts in his tanned skin. He could feel Otabek's mouth on his neck, then teeth scraping along the skin… A feeling of dread filled him as he hoped Otabek wouldn't mate him yet because he wasn't ready. Thankfully Otabek didn't bite down and only sucked at the spot on his neck, causing his thoughts to scatter once more. He moaned as he moved his hips along with Otabek's thrusts. His orgasm was approaching fast and while he was aware Alphas don't form a knot outside a rut, he tried not to feel disappointed he wouldn't feel Otabek's knot inside outside his heat. However, an odd satisfying feeling occurred when Yuri felt the Alpha's cock swell inside him, letting him know his partner was about to cum soon. That voice in the back of his mind wished he could felt it fill him again. His hips moved feverishly as he tried to help Otabek orgasm faster and the way Otabek's eyebrows knitted together while trying not to cum was so worth it since it earned him several rough thrusts that may have him limping all the way to the train station.

"Oh! Beka, yes!" Yuri screamed, not aware the neighbors had heard them. His nails dragged down Otabek's back and left thin red scratches along the flawless skin.

He felt his orgasm crashing over him not a moment later while Otabek fucked him into oblivion. Hearing the litany of Yura fall from Otabek's lips only spurred on Yuri's orgasm. He loved the nickname, loved how it sounded when Otabek said it with the beautifully natural accent from his native language, he loved Otabek. Yuri's hips continued to rock against Otabek who had came immediately after, his moans were as vocal as Yuri's as they rode through their orgasm together, eyes locking with one another. Their breathing was heavy like they had ran a marathon as they relaxed and basked in the afterglow for a little longer.

Otabek had pulled out of Yuri when he was sure he had his strength back and made sure the condom was still intact before properly disposing of it. He saw Yuri slowly turning to face him when he returned to the bed. The Alpha remembered Yuri had to leave soon when he moved to cuddle him.

"As much as I want to bathe you in my scent for the rest of the day, I know you have practice," Otabek sighed as he began playing with Yuri's messy hair.

"I don't think I can walk there just yet. Or at all today. Do your limbs normally feel like jelly after sex?" Yuri asked as he propped himself on his arm.

"Not as intense. Though my previous partner has felt like you do now. But he's not someone you should worry about. That's in the past." Otabek had quickly added the last part after noticing how Yuri looked irritated, almost jealous. "Yura, don't worry. I only have eyes for you. You're the only one I want since we've met. When the time comes, we can mark each other."

"Okay." Yuri had managed to crawl on top of Otabek then cupped his face. "And if anyone tries to take you from me, they're in for a hell of a fight because you're mine."

"I wouldn't want it any other way." Otabek then thread his hand through Yuri's hair and brought him down for a passionate kiss. It was going to be difficult for them to part ways if they continued touching each other like this…

Lilia was glaring daggers at Yuri when he walked in several minutes late. And with an unkempt appearance she couldn't stand to see on any of her students. Well, there wasn't anything Yuri could do about his hair since he appeared to be a mess. He did rush here after being thoroughly fucked by Otabek after all. Obviously he had tried fixing his hair but he could not keep himself from looking freshly fucked even if he tried. It even surprised his fellow dancers as he dropped his bag near the door then took his place beside Mila at the barre.

"Nice of you to join us, Mr. Plisetsky," Lilia scolded as Yuri tried not to appear sheepish.

"Sorry, Madam Baranovskaya. Had a doctor's appointment," Yuri explained, apologizing quickly. He then put his hair in a low bun and somehow managed to fix his appearance that way.

"If that doctor's appointment involved fucking someone, then you must have had a great time," Yuri heard Ivan Sokolov say and several people had laughed. He turned to glance at the Beta two rows away and flipped him off.

'He's got one more time to make a shit comment like that before I punch him in his throat.' Yuri thought bitterly to himself.

"Alright, alright! It's time to get back to your exercises! You two can talk after practice." Lilia barked, clapping her hands a few times to get everyone's attention.

Yuri decided to put Ivan's comment on a back burner since now wasn't the time to deck the asshole. He was reaching his breaking point with the Beta man, having to deal with his snide comments for the past year and a half since Ivan had entered the academy late sometime last year. Yuri was well beyond fed up with his comments to his second gender and his previously nonexistent sex life. If Yuri didn't worry about being kicked out of this place, he would have punched Ivan in the face and more already.

Lilia turned on the music and shouted off commands to her students. Yuri smiled to himself when he felt the slightest ache from his time with Otabek earlier when he moved to the music as he held onto the barre. Who knew that having sex outside of his heat would be so amazing? He tried not to think about it while also hiding the fact he was definitely heading back to Otabek's place to stay for a few days. He wasn't aware his demeanor was happier when Mila whispered to him.

"Someone's happy. I'm assuming you had fun with Otabek?" She asked, keeping her voice low enough so only he could hear her.

"Yeah, I stayed over last night after he asked me out on a date. We talked and watched movies." Yuri answered her as he brought his arm over his head then lowered it gracefully.

"And you happened to be late this morning and sporting some serious bed head because of a date at home?" Mila raised an eyebrow at her roommate. "So, how was it?"

Yuri rolled his eyes at her. Mila never failed to break out the questions about sex around him and while it was annoying, he still lowered his voice and tried to answer her question. Yuri didn't want to give out too much detail though.

"Fantastic. You know how you kiss someone and your entire body is on vibrate?" Mila nodded. "It's way better than that."

"Wow, Otabek must be something in bed if you're this happy, Yuri."

"Yeah, but he's off limits."

"Easy. I'm not going to steal him from you. He does seem like a great guy so he better take care of you or he has to answer to me."

"Don't throw him or anything, Mila. I know you," Yuri chuckled as Mila did a circling motion over her head as if to draw a halo.

They had to stop talking when Lilia damn near gave them the look of a thousand deaths and the two friends continued moving to the strict woman's commands. Not that they missed a beat with Lilia's commands when they were conversing. As soon as the song ended a few minutes later, it was when Lilia had a surprise for everyone. It was when Yakov came into the room. Everyone had collectively gasped and some murmured amongst themselves.

"Aren't they divorced?" Yuri whispered to Mila.

"Yeah, they are. It's weird seeing them in the same room. Their divorce was pretty nasty from what I have heard," Mila whispered back then focused her attention on the front of the room where Yakov approached Lilia had whispered something in her ear. Yuri was curious on what Yakov had said to Lilia when she nodded.

"Everyone! It is our genuine pleasure to announce we finally have a production idea," Lilia had stated and the entire room erupted into an applause.

"Shit. About time," Yuri murmured.

"It's been almost seven months and we haven't done shit since Serena had dropped out right before we had supposed to premiere with 'Carmen.'" Mila noted then remembered how much time everyone, including her and Yuri, had sank into practicing such a difficult program. It was worth Yuri seeing Ivan so pissed off because he had one of the lead roles and didn't get to perform it.

"To bring money into Mariinsky Ballet, Madam Baranovskaya and myself have decided to merge with our daughter company, the Vaganova Ballet Academy to produce 'Swan Lake.'"

The entire class murmured in surprise at this announcement. Swan Lake was already in production, however, there have been some problems in actually getting the program done. One of the biggest issues, is money. The second, the amount of dancers that are still in the company after people being forced to leave because the place was losing money. Of course money had been an issue for a while and everyone had done their best to pay their dues, even Yuri who had begrudgingly asked his parents for money. A lot of people had to cut back on things in their lives and even became roommates to each other. Mila and Yuri were already roommates before the issue near the end of the previous year happened. Though they were not exempt from experiencing some financial ups and downs themselves. Hopefully this new development from their instructors will have things looking up for them all.

"Auditions will happen in a week, if not later and even if you already had a role before the merge, it doesn't guarantee you a spot this time around. So no slacking off if you want a specific role," Lilia explained before she whispered something to Yakov before he promptly left. Then practice resumed with them separating into four groups of eight for the actual dance exercises after moving the barres.

Yuri was surprised about this new development and while this company always did a particular version of Swan Lake, though not in the last century, he was pretty excited about it. He was definitely going to work his ass off for the role he previously had. Failing to get it wasn't an option. This was what he hoped to have Otabek watch him perform in. He had the exact drive needed to get the part he wanted.

Author's Note: I have chapter 4 up on my AO3 but I need to edit it before I post it here because it's harder for me to edit things on here. Hope this chapter is to you liking! Also, if you want to talk to me, I'm on twitter and tumblr as "crystallinekai"! Or shoot me an anon on curiouscat. it's the same as tumblr and twitter. Thanks for reading!