So, what do you think of it, so far? I'm really excited to continue with this fic.

I don't own YOI.

'So, what did we miss?' Otabek asked, once he finished DJ'ing. Another DJ took his place.

'You missed all the juicy details.' Chris said. Yurio snorted. 'I have absolutely no desire to know about your sex life.'

'Are you sure, Yura?' Viktor asked, winking at him. Yurio nearly spit out his drink.

'Hey!' Let's dance!' Phichit said. Yurio groaned. 'Do we have to?'

'Why not?' Yuuri said. Though he had tried to control himself, he did end up having quite a few drinks.

Yuuri walked to the dance floor. Intoxicated was playing, and he remembered how it was Chris theme song from ten years ago. He smiled at the memory., and started dancing. He caught Viktor's eye, and felt an irrepressible urge to seduce his husband. He licked his lips sexily, and started to dance with slow, erotic movements. He thrust his hips, grinded and showed off his cute butt.

Viktor watched the Japanese man, feeling a stirring in his body. Damn, the things he wanted to do with him! It had been years, yet he lost all control when Yuuri unleashed his sexy side.

Viktor noticed that a group of girls were watching him, with hunger in their eyes. Suddenly feeling possessive, he he walked to the dance floor and caught him by the hips. 'Seduce me with all you have.' he whispered. Yuuri turned around and began grinding onto Viktor.

Phichit was busy taking photos of the display. The crowd around them seemed to grow as their movements became sexier. 'Pole Dance!' Someone shouted.

Shortly after he won the silver medal in the Grand Prix ten years ago, someone had leaked the photos from the banquet when Yuuri had drunkenly made a display of himself dancing dirtily. Yuuri would have had normally been really embarrassed about it, but with Viktor by his side, he learnt to take it with a pinch of salt. The fact that he could pole dance with such ease had been the cause of much discussion.

'Let Viktor do it this time!' Yuuri said, surprising himself.

'Yes! C'mon, Viktor!' Chris added.

With a sudden burst of confidence, Viktor walked up to the pole. He undid the first three buttons of his shirt, making him look sexy as fuck. He tried to hoist himself onto the pole and failed. He lacked the skill he had on ice when it came to exotic dancing. He gave another try, and ended up falling on his back.

'Owww. It hurts.' Viktor tried to pull himself up, but he ended up stumbling. Otabek helped Yuuri catch him.

'Vitya, Does it hurt that bad?'

'Nah, I'm okay.' Viktor said. 'I need to lie down, though.'

All of them were back in their hotel rooms. Since none of them were leaving before two days, they decided to meet up the next day and continue with the game. Viktor and Yuuri lay on the comfortable bed. Though it was nearly two O clock, neither of them felt like sleeping. Yuuri switched on the TV, and found that one of Viktor's all time favorite movies was playing.

Viktor sat watching with rapt attention. Yuuri couldn't help feeling a bit bored. Viktor had made him watch the movie with him hundreds of times, and while he found it enjoyable, it was not by any means his favorite. He took out his phone and checked his social media. Phichit had already uploaded the photos of Viktor's failed pole dancing attempt, and they seemed to be on the way to becoming viral. He turned to show his husband the photos, when he noticed he had fallen asleep. He gave him a kiss on his cheek, and drew the blanket to cover the two of them.

'Who wants to go next?'

The seven of them had decided to gather in Phichit's hotel room. J.J, Otabek and Yurio looked at each other. 'I'll go.' Otabek volunteered.

He looked at the couple rather sheepishly. 'Yuuri, how come you are so adept in pole dancing?'

Yuuri laughed. 'I think Phichit can answer that.'

'Phichit! Why did you share this on Facebook?'

'What?'

'Look at this.' Yuuri thrust his phone towards me. I had seemingly shared a pole dance video.

'I...I shared it by mistake.' I said, truthfully. For some reason, the video had popped up in my feed, and I had watched it out of curiosity. I supposed I hit the share button by mistake.'

'Really? Ooh, who would have thought Phichit Chulanont was a closet perv?' Yuuri teased me.

'Shut up, Yuuri. Pole dancing is not necessarily a stripper thing. It's just like any other performance. There is nothing perverted about it.' Noticing that Yuuri was not really convinced, I added 'I bet you are jealous because you won't be able to do it yourself in a million years.'

'Who said I won't?'

'I say.'

'You're wrong, Phichit. I'll bet you. In a couple of weeks, I'd be able to pole dance to perfection.

Yuuri could be very determined when he wanted to. With a bunch of YouTube videos, and a bit of help from his ballet instructor, he learned to pole dance like a pro.'

'So, pork cutlet bowl learned to pole dance because of a stupid bet?' Yurio asked, incredulously..

'You should teach me, Yuuri!' Viktor said, wrapping his arms around him.

'Or maybe I'll teach you.' Chris said.

So, what do you think? I know this was a rather short chapter. The next one would be longer, I promise.