Roses
The first drink, just to drink, was fine. The royal blue, fruity wine that came with dinner didn't have a high enough alcohol to trash any Colbran's high tolerance. If Colbrans wanted to get drunk they had to break out the age-old hard stuff, otherwise you were there to have something with strong flavor.
At first they chatted. The dinner trays had been set back outside the bed room, the window was opened to let in fresh air, and the two, over their discussion, had kicked off their shoes and taken off their jackets and vests to just relax. Either they sat, stood or walked around. It didn't really matter. They discussed family memories, hobbies, why they both liked books, and even heart ache. Nessa was her name, and losing her, who was an Unwanted, while he was safe as a half, to the prejudice was one of his highest regrets, even if it had been six years. In recalling such memories, Yuri suggested a second drink.
Yuri felt buzzed while in his chair. "This stuff is the best…"
Victor looked at his glass. "Right? This was bottled ten years ago. A bit on the-"
"You know what's also good?" Yuri interrupted. "Dancing."
"Hmm?"
"You never gave Mila her dance," Yuri supported his head on his hand.
"Are you okay?"
Yuri sat up a bit straighter. "Yeah, why?"
Victor shook his head. "Just making sure…do you like dancing?"
Yuri nodded and went about finishing his drink. For the first time, he was just relaxed, happy with their conversation. The fruity drink took quite the edge off and left a pleasant tang on his tongue. Most importantly, to him, it dulled his thoughts feuding with his heart, leaving him at peace.
'This is gr~eat…'
Then he helped himself to yet another.
It bothered Victor at first to see Yuri do this, but it was just them so he didn't mind…until Yuri chugged it.
"Y-Yuri!"
Yuri let up with a satisfying sigh. "Good stuff." He set the glass on the desk.
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, well, I figured I'd get dessert."
Victor stayed where he was. "Way ahead of you."
Yuri's brow arched. "Huh? What? H-How?"
There was a knock at the door as Victor shrugged with an all-knowing grin. "Care to get that?"
"Well then, aren't you full of surprises." Yuri just shook his head and glided over.
Victor watched the slight sway in Yuri's hips, but he didn't think much of it.
Yuri got the door and took Axel's tray of local desserts.
"How are you doing?" She whispered.
"I'm good," Yuri assured with a wink.
Ms. Purple nodded with a smile. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Sure thing. Thank you."
Yuri closed the door and then set the tray down where they had dinner.
Victor placed an arm around Yuri's shoulders. "So, what did she give us?"
"Here, eat up. I bet it's your favorite~!" He quickly swiped pudding across Victor's mouth and giggled.
"Really?" Victor asked.
"Hmm…" With a sly smile Yuri used his clean pointer finger to brush Victor's bottom lip.
Victor could only freeze as it happened.
Yuri sucked the tip of that finger. "That is good…"
'If you see the one crave for suddenly dangerous what would you do?' Victor wondered.
The struggle became quite real for the Master of the household for sure…
"Hmmph!"
…for about a minute.
It was deep and Victor who had dessert smeared on his face and wine on his lips tasted fantastic to Yuri.
Victor pulled back and grabbed napkin off the tray. "Good grief..."
"What...was that?" Yuri innocently, but not so much from Victor's standpoint.
Victor raised an eyebrow. "Oh the dessert? Chocolate, or our version of sweet anyway. The coco never seemed to grow well around here." Victor tilted his head. "You never had this dessert before, have you?"
Yuri licked his lips and shook his head. "I see...but that's not what I me~ant."
Victor leaned in and gave a sultry expression. "I... kind of figured."
Nikiforov wasn't sure where this was coming from, but he liked how Yuri looked at him.
"Heh…so. What now?" Yuri asked, stepping around Victor. "Should we dance ourselves?" He raised his arms to an invisible partner in the open space and spun around. "Give our fan girls downstairs a heart attack?" He finished with slight dip backwards.
Victor stepped forward. "Hmm…I didn't think you'd want to, but sure. I missed that chance to dance after all."
To Victor, Yuri was blushing while their brown eyes glinted seductively as they pushed back their black hair. "What? Do you want to be girl?"
Victor watched his hand wrap around Katsuki's waist, before he looked Yuri in the eye while bringing them close. "You wish."
'Where on cobalt soil is this coming from?'
To Katsuki, his heart was flying. He was nearly giddy inside and felt on top of the world.
'Those eyes…can I swim?'
"…you wish."
That voice sent a shiver down his spine.
Yuri draped his left arm around Victor's neck and did a tango leg wrap around the waist, he saw it in a picture once, only for them to spin, more so collapse, onto the ground from the haphazard technique and lack of footing.
To Victor, Yuri had the best grin on their face when he spoke those two, assertive words. Their brown eyes twinkled mischievously as they wrapped their left around his neck. He felt Yuri pivot and then swing their right leg around, but it was unexpected he had to suddenly catch a move of a dance he did not know. It was so sudden he felt the two were about to topple. He could've saved them both, however, instead gave into the fall.
Yuri felt a giggle rise, but lips silenced him as they fell, all arms and legs, onto the floor.
The rest fell like dominoes.
His tongue craved for what was inside Victor's mouth, his skin begged for their icy touch under his shirt. Yuri didn't see the buttons fly off. All he saw was each other's grabby hands if his eyes were open long enough.
"Good. God, hmph!"
Anything else in his head but Victor was just gone.
Victor dug his fingers into the human's black hair. "I want more, Yuri." He purred.
Yuri clung onto Victor as they lifted him up off the floor and then into their arms.
Victor was elated to see this unexpected change. Carrying the fiery human to his bed he wanted to relish all of it. He'd be a slave to work for it if must. After all the pain, by cherishing them, he felt he could set Yuri free this way.
On top of the comforters, their hands tore at the other's clothes until they were off. All of it.
Yuri was elated as Victor traced his neck and chest, fuck emanything/em with that tongue on his sensitive skin, he loved all of it.
'Yuri…please be mine…' Victor could hear Yuri's wild heart and it excited him further.
Katsuki wrapped his arms and legs around Victor's hovering form. "I feel…" He licked his lips and looked down.
Both were quite hard.
"What do you want, Yuri?" Victor rubbed Yuri's cheek. "Would you like me to help you with that?"
Flushed, Yuri nodded eagerly.
"Can you trust me, a Colbran, to take care of you?" He whispered by Yuri's ear.
Yuri trembled in anticipation. "Y-Yes. Please!"
Victor took those plump lips just like that. He wasn't about to tease the human into biting those he had come to appreciate.
Yuri suddenly brought his wrists together and gave a devil's grin of his own, cocking an eyebrow. "I might run…"
Victor shook his head and chuckled. "Fucking enabler…"
Bounded by the red sash, Yuri laid on his stomach, arms behind him, looking over his shoulder.
Victor ran and finger down Yuri's spine. "There…perfect…you're too good for me, Yuri."
Yuri snorted. "Well be still my fucking heart."
"As poetic as that sounds, you killed Shakespeare." Victor scoffed though unable to not laugh.
Yuri giggled into the pillow as he kicked his feet back and forth, striking the mattress.
"Oi, stop trying to kick my ass."
Yuri lost it even more.
"Yu~ri…"
His name…it was close to a spell if there ever were one. Yuri turned his head to the side, and breathed through his nose. "Heheh, okay…"
Victor pecked Yuri's shoulder. "I'll go slow."
Yuri's blush told all. Any experience of the sort had been in Victor's hands.
"Ah-" Yuri's voice hitched only to later moan to the feel of fingers sliding in, stretching him out.
"Relax Yuri…this will take a bit."
Yuri held his lip and nodded, but eventually had to bite the pillow. "Ah -ow-!"
Victor felt huge to him.
The Noble reaffirmed his grip. "Relax, Yuri…"
"Ughn...n~ "
Yuri let out a sigh that bled into moan when the tugging inside turned over to pleasurable slides.
"There…" Victor whispered when he heard that voice. "There we go…"
Victor begun to thrust a little harder.
Yuri buried his face into the pillow, but faced the other side when he couldn't breathe.
Then Victor went a bit faster.
"Oh Go-hgn!"
His skin was sweaty, sensitive, as his heart and body ached for more. Yuri wanted to dig his hands into the mattress, emsomething/em, he was going crazy. He wanted this full feeling; the longer it was there the more he was convinced.
Victor kissed Yuri's lower back before sliding both arms around Katsuki's torso to lift the young man up so they both knelt on the bed. Victor held onto the ribbons with his left while his right held his lover up. "Yuri…Yuri, I'm going to go faster."
"Huh? Ah! Ughn~!"
Yuri felt his full chest would burst as the sweet burning continued to fill his hips. "I swear -ngh- you'll tear me apart-ah!"
"Do I need to stop?"
"No. Please!"
A passionate Victor kissed the back of Yuri's neck.
Yuri could barely breathe he was feeling so good. He shivered when he felt teeth graze the back of his neck and then screamed in surprise when teeth sunk into his skin.
Victor smiled at his new bite mark and pecked it for good measure.
"Ah, ah…" Yuri's eyes stung from the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure.
"Let it out. Say my name…" Victor purred as he drew his human lover as close as possible as his thrusts continued.
Yuri desperately wanted to dig his fingers into that silver hair. He rested the back of his head on Victor's shoulder, panting as every stroke from that inside him elicited his moans and mumbled words. "V-Victor!"
Victor held him close, one final squeeze before they both fell forward spent.
In catching their breath, Victor moved to untie the ribbon. Eventually the two were partially covered only by a throw blanket, Yuri's head rested between the Colbran's shoulder and chest while their legs were left intertwined as they watched their fingers lazily play with the other's as they spoke.
"You're beautiful…" Victor whispered.
"Heh, you're delusional…" he mumbled with a smile.
Victor gave a breathy chuckle. "Careful. You may fall for me."
Yuri had already passed out.
.
.
.
Yuri woke up in the middle of the night. The room was dark save for the faithful moonlight.
He felt arms around him.
He recalled he sweet tang of the blue wine on his lips.
"Um…" Yuri's voice stirred Victor awake.
"What?" Victor held Yuri closer.
"…What did I do?"
"You became gorgeous." Victor hummed in content.
Yuri looked at himself, the Noble's naked chest, and then blanched. "O-Oh…"
Victor opened one eye. "What?"
Yuri's throat felt dry as his head continued to pound. "Did…Did we make love?"
Victor pulled back his head. "I mean…I don't think I can cause amnesia."
Yuri slowly stretched, turning himself around as if to test something. He winced before a look of shock fell across his face.
"What is it?"
"My head hurts… how much did I drink?" Yuri whimpered. His back was killing him.
"Why does that matter?"
"I can't-" Yuri buried his face in his hands. "The last thing I recall is drinking so I'm wondering, okay?"
Victor was wide awake now. "What did we do wrong this time? I don't understand."
Yuri groaned. "I'm sorry," he closed his eyes and spoke, "but this…I didn't know alcohol was going to…"
Victor's heart dropped. "D-Did you seriously forget?" His voice broke.
Yuri closed his eyes rubbed his temples. "It... it's fuzzy…"
Victor bowed his head. "If you can't then I didn't have your permission…"
Yuri's eyes flashed opened, he saw the look of distraught and immediately waved his hands in front of his face. "No, no, no! Don't you dare go there. Please!"
But it was too late. "I can't believe I've taken advantage of you again." Victor hit the head board with his fist before he put his head in his hands, feeling like the biggest fool for not reading the signs.
Yuri hastily got up and pulled at Victor's wrists. "No! Please! Look at me!"
Victor lowered his arms and bent legs to let Yuri come over, straddle his legs, and face him.
Yuri squeezed those hands and held them close. "I'm not horrified or anything… we…we keep doing this dance, don't we?"
Victor kept his head low.
Yuri sat up straighter. "We may be messed up…but we mess up together!" Yuri framed Victor's face and got them to look up. "We are a twisted, beautiful mess and I am perfectly all right! Fuck sake, I'll prolly have a wet dream and it will all come back to me and then I'll storm into your study like back then and we'll fuck on your desk. Got it!"
Victor let out a chuckle. "Heh…okay..."
"Spit it out!" Yuri begged, he could tell there was something else. "Not like I can get pregnant so spill it."
Victor touched the back of Yuri's neck. "I…you're a part of me now. For Colbrans this is quite a precious attachment. The mark will fade, but we will feel a sense of 'mine'."
Yuri's brow furrowed in thought. "D-Did you, for a lack of a better word, bond with Nessa too?"
Victor promptly shook his head. "As much as I wanted to at the time, no. We can only once."
"And... you chose me…" Yuri blush harder and proceeded to roll off to bury his head under a pillow.
"Oh come now...come now get on out from under there... it's not like we are animals or something…"
"I don't wanna…" Yuri replied, muffled. "Ugh…I'm never drinking again."
"Stubborn to the end are we, my butler?" Victor asked, poking the pillow.
"Really? After all that, I'm still your butler?" Yuri deadpanned, peaking underneath the pillow.
"Of course," Victor shrugged.
Yuri turned around and brought the pillow down onto his lap with a muted slap while on his back. "What?"
Yuri's half-lidded, stoic expression caused Victor smile instantly and boop Yuri on the noise with his finger. "To the public, yes, most relationships are kept on the down low, it is our business after all."
"I see…" Yuri's voice trailed off. "Where do we go from here? I still serve you…I'm still…"
Victor shook his head, got back on his side, and held up his right arm. "Can I still hold you? That's all that matters to me right now."
Yuri nodded and let Victor draw him in into an embrace, spooning him from behind.
"I need you..." Victor choked back a cry, burying his face in that soft, black hair as he trembled. This wasn't how it was supposed to go.
Yuri swallowed hard. "This is so…" He squeezed the Colbran's arms around his waist. "I'll be right here. I'll stay close…Victor."
His name. For Yuri to say it in his arms was enough.
After all, the hell coming was better faced together.
Notes:
Thank you for reading, please share, and let me know what you think. I hope to continue, but I'm kind of burned out for now. That said, I greatly appreciate(d) your support. :D
