Hi, everybody! How'd you like the last chapter? Liked it or loved it? Well I decided to make this into a collection of lemons, so be prepared for each one!

I do not own Yuri On Ice! It belongs to Kubo-sensei.

Warnings: Mpreg.

Wedding.

The only thing that rang in Yuuri's head while Minako tied his tie. After winning the Grand Prix Final and gold, they decided to get married in Japan a month later. He trembled from fear and excitement; he was marrying his love.

"You look so handsome, Yuuri." Minako said after she pulled away, taking his suit in. He blushed brightly.

"T-Thank you, Minako-sensei." He turned to look at himself in the mirror.

"Viktor sure is lucky to have you." He smiled.

Before he knew it, they were at the alter, Viktor wearing a black tux, white shirt and they chose gold for their wedding colors so he wore a gold tie. He wore a white suit, shirt and tie. He couldn't help but shiver when Viktor put on his ring.

"You may now kiss the groom." the minister chuckled. Viktor wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him passionately, which he returned. When they parted and turned to face the crowd, his parents, Yurio, Yuko, and basically everyone in the crowd were crying.

At the reception, he had glass of champagne and that was it. He stayed as far as he could so he wouldn't get tempted and act like he did at the banquet last year... Dear god.

When they got to the resort they were staying in, Viktor grabbed him as soon as the door shut and locked, locking his lips with his. He gasped and kissed back, squeaking slightly when he felt Viktor's hands slide up and down his sides.

"So beautiful..." Viktor murmured against his lips. He shivered again, moaning as he began to get hard.

"V-Viktor..." he moaned, gripping his hands in Viktor's silver locks. It's be freshly cut, yet he was trying to grow it out. Viktor groaned, his hands going up, untying his tie, taking off his jacket. Yuuri copied, their lips never seperating. After their jackets, shirts and ties had been discarded, Viktor led Yuuri to the bed, laying him down and moving his lips, trailing kisses down his jaw and soon to his neck. His hands carressed Yuuri's curves and hips, then unbuttoned his pants, gripping the bulge. Yuuri moaned, arching his back.

"Oh, Yuuri..." Viktor said, licking his lips. He pulled off his pants and boxers, gently gripping Yuuri's member and giving it a teasing stroke. The dark haired man squealed and curled his toes, whimpering.

"W-Why do you have to tease?" Yuuri complanied, bucking his hips a bit. Viktor grinned, lifting his legs and rubbing his bulge against his lover's entrance.

"I thought you liked being teased..." he purred. Yuuri blushed, covering his face. Viktor just laughed and was going to pull off his pants, but Yuuri took his hands.

"I-I'll suck you off..." he said, blushing darkly as he pulled down the other's pants and boxers. Viktor groaned, covering his face as his member sprung up and hit Yuuri in the face. Yuuri squeaked; sure he had seen it plenty before, but he was always amazed with it no matter what. He did what Viktor taught him; relax his throat and slowly take it in. He licked the head first, then wrapped his mouth around the head, looking up at Viktor. Viktor groaned at the cute, innocent look on Yuuri's face, despite his dick in his mouth.

"F-Fuck, Yuuri..." Yuuri couldn't help but moan, sending vibrations through Viktor's member. He took him whole, sucking hard, like he was imagining a lolipop. He drooled, making Viktor's moans louder and his hand grip on his hair tighter. Feels so good... Yuuri thought as he bobbed his head up and down, his entrance aching for the pounding Viktor always gave him. He panted, tears falling, moaning more as Viktor moaned out his name.

"Y-Yuuri!" Viktor cried, and to his shock, Viktor grabbed his head and slammed his member deeper into his throat, making Yuuri go all the way up to the V on his stomach. Yuuri's eyes widened in shock and fear as Viktor continued this. Oh god. My throat is being treated like a sex sleeve. Yuuri thought. He felt Viktor leaking precum and knew he was close. Yuuri whimpered, fear building up more.

"Y-Yuuri...!" Viktor came, cum spilling out from his mouth, moaning as he released. Yuuri pulled away, coughing. Viktor panted before squeaking.

"Oh, dear! I'm so sorry, love." Viktor said, grabbing some tissues and wiping his mouth and face.

"I-It's okay..." he replied, coughing a little more. Viktor grabbed a water glass and handed it to him. He took a couple of sips.

"Again, I'm sorry..." Viktor looked like a puppy begging for forgiveness. Yuuri smiled and kissed him gently, stroking his cheek. Viktor gently pushed him back onto the bed, their lips still locked in a passionate kiss. Viktor broke off, going to his suitcase and getting out a condom and a bottle of lube. Yuuri trembled at the sight of the condom. Sure, they had done it raw and protected, but the feeling of latex inside of him turned him off a bit.

"N-No condom tonight, dear..." Yuuri said, getting on his knees in a slutty way. He bit his lip at the look on Viktor's face; watching his husband's dick spring up again. Viktor nodded and put the condom back down and gestured for Yuuri to get on his hands and knees, which Yuuri obeyed to. He watched Viktor pour the lube onto his twitching entrance, before slicking up his own member. Then he positioned himself againt his hole; Yuuri had whispered in Viktor's ear at the reception that he'd loosened himself in the morning and was still loose. His hole had accustomed to Viktor's member, so he loosened practically automatically. Viktor, trying not to hurt his husband again, gently pushed in slowly.

"Tell me if it hurts, okay, love?" Yuuri nodded, moaning at the feeling of being filled up and stretched. Inch by inch, Viktor sunk in, before he hit all the way. Yuuri gasped, clawing the sheets and trying to find something to grab onto. Viktor saw it and took one of his hands, his other hand on his hip. Slowly, he began to thrust, the pleasure suddenly bursting in his ass. Yuuri moaned out, drooling already, pressing his ass against Viktor even more. Viktor chuckled with slight amusement.

"Such a slut, Yuuri..." Viktor murmured against his ear as he thrusted hard. Yuuri cried out, his eyes rolling back. "Saying no condom, pressing yourself against me, and sucking me off with such a lewd face..." Yuuri bit his lip; trying not to moan at the arousal from the dirty talk. It wasn't often Viktor called him that, despite assigning him Eros, but this was the first time he had dirty talked him.

"V-Viktor-" he cut off from Viktor's finger going into his mouth, rolling it around as he drooled and moaned from the thrusts. Viktor put a second finger in, making the unusual pleasure increase, from both his ass and his mouth.

"Suck them..." Viktor purred. Yuuri opened, sucking them hard, swirling his tongue around, feeling himself getting closer to his climax.

"V-Viktor!" he managed to muffle out then Viktor pulled his fingers out. "I-I'm gonna cum!" Viktor reached around, gripping his member and pumping rapidly.

"Cum for me..." he whispered.

"Kyaaaaaa!" He practically screamed, cum soaking Viktor's fingers, clamping down around him. Viktor moaned, biting his shoulder and climaxing himself, cum shooting into him.

"O-Oh, Yuuri!"

"V-Viktor!" Viktor pulled out and they collapsed, panting. Slowly, Yuuri climbed on top, surprising Viktor.

"D-Don't thrust and stay down..." Yuuri said, aligning himself with Viktor's member. Viktor nodded and watched as Yuuri took in the head, before slamming all the way down. Both moaned at the pleasure, Yuuri bouncing in Viktor's lap as he rode him. Viktor couldn't help but admire the dark haired man; he'd changed so much from their first time. He reached up and started to squeeze and pull his nipples, knowing that this area and his member were the most sensitive... Well, his entire body was sensitive. Yuuri cried out, his nipples responding to the ministrations. He tightened around Viktor, crying from pleasure, and he continued to slam down. Why does it feel so good to be in the ass? he could barely think.

"V-Viktor, I-I'm about to-" he cut off by his own scream as he came, cum spurting onto his belly. Viktor gasped at the sudden tightness and cameas well, some cum spilling out. Then he flipped Yuuri over, making the other gasp.

"I-I just c-came- A-Ah!" he screamed as Viktor thrusted in and out. Viktor kissed and bit his neck, leaving hickeys as he went.

"You like being fucked right after you cum, don't you?" Viktor growled out, slamming in deep and hard, knowing Yuuri's thighs were going to be bruised; exactly what he was aiming for actually. Yuuri's face was so arousing; dark red, tear streaked, drool slipping down his chin and his eyes rolled back from pleasure. Yuuri's screams and shrieks were so hot and amazing, and he knew he was pleasuring his husband well. Yuuri came once more, arching his back in pleasure, a shriek escaping his lips as cum flew up and onto his face. Viktor arched his back, pressing himself as much as he could into Yuuri's body, Yuuri's body spasming at the feel of both climaxes.

The week of their honeymoon consisted of beaches, swimming and sex. They did many rounds, and at one point Yuuri passed out in one of them, making Viktor panic.

A few weeks passed and they settled down in Hasestu, comfortable in the inn. Mari got incredibly suspicious once because Yuuri had bruises on his wrists from their *ahem* roleplay. Viktor would either be insanely rough and leave all sorts of bruises on Yuuri's body, or he'd be so gentle Yuuri felt like he was floating.

However, one morning, Yuuri didn't show up to the rink (Viktor always got up before him and went to the rink). Yuko and Nishigori got worried when Viktor left in a panic when Yuuri called.

The silver haired man rushed to see his husband at the inn, his panic rising. He opened the doors, slipped off his shoes and rushed into the dining room, where Yuuri's parents and Yuuri sat, a neatly wrapped box on the table by him.

"Oh thank god..." Viktor cried, huggin Yuuri in relief. "I thought you were hurt or something."

"I'm okay, love." Yuuri reassured. Viktor nodded, sitting down. Yuuri then handed the box to him.

"What's this?" Viktor asked.

"Open it." He obeyed, taking off the top, revealing a positive pregnancy test.

"W-What-" he looked to see Yuuri smiling, a hand on his belly. "Y-You're pregnant?"

"Yes."

"YES!"

The next few months were slight torture to Yuuri... Scratch that, it was absolute torture. His cravings were out of hand, he plumped up by five months, his belly huge, his body ached every now and then, he couldn't skate anymore, and he got nauseous and would throw up if he smelled things that were pungent to him.

He laid in bed in his eighth month, miserable. Viktor was practically his slave, not that the skater minded it, but Yuuri still felt bad about it. Viktor came in with a pork cutlet bowl, the only thing that kept Yuuri in a good mood (that, Viktor and chocolate).

"Hello, my dear." Viktor greeted, kissing his cheek. Yuuri giggled, smiling as he took the bowl.

"Thank you, love."

"Of course. How's my husband and passenger?"

"Kicking and moving non-stop. Very energetic." Viktor chuckled, watching Yuuri eat happily.

"Cute..." Viktor said, dreamily gazing at Yuuri. "Does the baby like katsudon too?" Yuuri nodded, licking his chopsticks. He finished quickly, practically wolfing it down; then he blushed and patted his mouth with a napkin.

"I can't wait until the baby's born so I can skate again." Viktor chuckled, rubbing his belly in comfort.

"Yes, but it also takes time to heal, dear. Can't just get on the ice right away."

"I know..." He suddenly froze.

Oh...

No...

"N-Not now..." Yuuri whimpered, gripping his belly in pain. He cried out as a blood stain appeared, making Viktor jump up.

"Hiroko! Toshiya!" He yelled. "It's time!"

By the time it was over, Yuuri was exhausted and throbbing from pain. Not only did he hold one baby, he gave birth to three. Viktor was so proud and excited, like he was now with two of the boys. He was trying to hold back tears as the babies cooed and slightly squirmed but slept soundly.

Yurio and Yakov flew in the next day, Yurio staring in awe and shock when he held the three. Phicit flew in as well and took pictures of the babies, then asked for permission to upload them, to which Yuuri politely declined. He did not want press suddenly at the door when he just gave birth.

He had laid them down for a nap, aching everywhere when Viktor wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling his neck.

"So, when are we gonna have more?"

"Viktor!"

God, I love these two. So cute. Tomorrow's the new episode! Woo!

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