Disclaimer: Characters belongs to Mama Kubo (husband started to call her that)

Note: i apologize for the long hiatus, i had to take a break because my son was taken to hospital because of Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease or HFMD. he's alright now that i noticed the symptoms early. i will write more to make up for the wait. i just hope that things will go smoothly from now on. anyway, do enjoy the chapter ^^

Chapter 8

Yuuri and Viktor had been living together for almost 2 weeks and Viktor found out new things about him every day. Like how he didn't need to sleep, eat or shower. All of his life revolved around energy and obeying the lords of Underworld. He was also always getting rejected by the demon society. They thought of him as a failure due to the fact that he was a male succubus and the fact that he hadn't had his heat yet. Viktor couldn't quite understand it but he was told that the 'heat' was Yuuri's gateway to greater power and energy. This happened when a succubus was too active in…

Sexual intercourse.

The Russian wonder when Yuuri would have his if he still hadn't experience it. He looked at the succubus who was looking intently at the tv screen. Yuuri kept asking to watch Viktor's performance. He was so cute that Viktor couldn't say no.

"Beautiful…" Yuuri said suddenly while his eyes still looking at the tv. "Your long hair. It's beautiful. Where is it now?" he looked at Viktor with curious eyes.

The Russian skater put down his latte on the coffee table and scratched his head. "Uhmm…" he began. "It was getting in the way of my skating so I had it cut."

Yuuri's eyes lit up. "Does it hurt?"

"No…they're just fibres and carbons that made up your hair."

"…oh"

The succubus didn't understand but he went along with it. He kept looking at the tv. He felt like he wanted to do this thing Viktor was doing. This ice dancing as he recalled it. Or was it ice skating. "What are the floating numbers for?" Yuuri asked again.

"Oh, it's marks that you get for dancing beautifully on the ice." Viktor explained. "You get prize when you get higher marks and earn your gold."

Prize. Oh right, Chris always talk to the other succubus and incubus about prizes. It was immoral this 'prize' that he talked about. He said that some men prefer certain kinks. The prizes were always ended up in sex. "Did you ever get prizes?" the succubus asked again.

Viktor flashed a warm smile. "Yes of course. Only when I got gold medal though." He said.

So…Viktor did have sex. Of course he did he's a human. And from what Yuuri remember humans have needs. And lust. He wondered what it feels like to get prizes. He looked at Viktor and imagined Viktor doing things to him.

Blushed.

The Russian noticed an obvious colour change on Yuuri's face. "Yuuri, what are you thinking while looking at me like that?" he asked. "It's rude to stare."

"Uh… um…" Yuuri stuttered. He stood up and went to Viktor. The Russian wasn't sure what to do. He sat up straight and let Yuuri came on to him. The succubus took control and sat on Viktor's lap. More like straddling on him. He had seen all the girls in the tv doing this to other people to get what they want and maybe it worked on Viktor too. He pulled Viktor's face closer to his. He could see that Viktor was unsure of what to do. His hands were shaking too.

On the inside the Russian couldn't think of anything. A half-naked sex machine in on his lap and their crotches were very close to each other. That erotic expression looking at him as if he desired something so badly. Yuuri's lips were really close to his. He could almost kiss them.

"I want to do it." Yuuri said.

"W-what?" Viktor asked, nervously. 'Do it'? What did it mean? 'It'? THE 'IT'?! Did he really mean it? Now? On the couch?

"Teach me how to do it." Yuuri whispered again.

THAT WAS BOLD!

Wait, weren't succubus already know about how to do it? Why did Viktor have to teach him. He's a succubus! The ultimate sex machine! But…maybe Yuuri had a kink that he preferred. Viktor looked into Yuuri's eyes. He looked like he was painfully need—no… desired something from Viktor. And he couldn't say no to that.

"A-alright." He admitted defeat.

Yuuri smiled and got off from Viktor. "Good then let's go to ice." He said smiling brightly at Viktor.

Huh? What? "Ice?" Viktor asked, raising his eyebrows. "What do you want me to teach you to do exactly?"

Yuuri blinked and pointed to the tv. "Your ice dancing."

Viktor felt the pride and happiness inside of him crumbled. SO THAT'S WHAT HE ACTUALLY WANTED?!

He decided that they would go to the ice rink at night. Much less publicity that way. And also no paparazzi in their way. Viktor was so sure that no one was in the rink at this time of night. He made sure that he drank a lot of coffee to teach the succubus all his tricks when he performed on the ice.

They arrived at the ice rink and Viktor noticed that the light was on. "Yuuri, wait here." He said to the succubus. Yuuri was busy undoing his boots. How did he get boots? When he asked Viktor to teach him how to skate the Russian was overjoyed though to Yuuri's eyes he looked like he was dead inside but he insisted that he was happy. To prove that he was, Viktor brought him to shop for clothes. Yuuri couldn't believe how rich the man was.

Viktor decided to take a look at the locker room that was lit while Yuuri was undoing his boots. He hoped that there wasn't any paparazzi that was hiding in there. It happened way too often in the building. Especially when a certain Russian female skater getting her fame recently. But then again it might be Yurio. The boy sometimes spent the night in the ice rink when his parents were unable to come and get him.

He looked into the room and saw what he was expected.

A sleeping Yurio hugging a stuffed bear.

He sighed in relief and went back to the ice. Yuuri was waiting on the bench. All barefooted. He didn't know what to do. Viktor chuckled a bit at how cute he was. "Don't worry, I brought one of my old skates." He said as he looked at the succubus. Viktor grabbed a pair of shoes with something like a knife on the bottom of the soles, well, at least that's what it looks like in Yuuri's eyes.

"Uhh… How do you move in that?" Yuuri asked.

"Well," Viktor began. "Let's put it on and see what we can do alright?" he smiled.

He didn't need much time teaching Yuuri what to do. The succubus was a fast learner. Viktor had a quite hard time teaching him how to balance.

"I'M GOING TO FALL!" Yuuri panicked. The ice was part of water and it will hurt him. He will burn! He hung himself on Viktor.

"I won't let you fall, I promise. Just believe me okay?" he reassured the succubus.

Yuuri nodded and cling on Viktor like the life he holds dear to him. He trusted Viktor with all his heart. "Now move your feet as if the ground were very slippery." Viktor instructed.

"But it is very slippery."

^^;;

"Yes… but keep moving. Look at my feet as I move." Viktor held on Yuuri as he glided them both to the middle of the rink. Yuuri looked at Viktor's feet and caught on very fast. The Russian smiled as he felt that Yuuri was trying to move on his own. He let him go and the succubus skated around the ice by himself.

"Viktor I did it!" Yuuri shouted with enthusiasm.

The Russian smiled and clapped his hand. "Good job! Now have fun while I get a drink."

Yuuri nodded and moved his body along where ever the ice took him.

No words could ever describe how proud Viktor was at Yuuri's progress. Maybe he should coach the succubus and make him one of the contestant for the Grand Prix or the Worlds. Or maybe he could bring home a few Olympic golds. He went to the side of the rink where his bags were and took a bottle of water.

"I thought the pig was gone."

Viktor looked up at the voice and saw Yurio standing by the locker room while holding a teddy bear in his arms. He doesn't look happy.

"Oh hi, Yurio," Viktor smiled. "I'm guessing that our noises woke you up?"

"No shit Sherlock." Yurio scratched his head. "So the piggy didn't leave. Why?"

Viktor smiled. "I've decided to take him in. He's taken a liking to me. And I like him too. Almost like we're meant to be."

"…You guys are dating?"

Viktor giggled like a school girl with an annoying high pitched voice. "No~ no~ what are you thinking, Yurio you're so stupid." He said mimicking a -what Yurio would think- hormonal 13-16 year old girl who was desperate to have a boyfriend.

"…please don't say that again."

Viktor chuckled, his voice now back to normal. "Well, it's just my feelings." He explained. "At first I thought that if he's really a homeless person I might just give him a place to stay in exchange for housecleaning and cooking. But by looking in his eyes I could tell that he meant what he said. And I just can't let him go. I don't know why."

Yurio made a disgusted face. "Ughh…"

"You'll understand when you're older."

Viktor looked at the teddy bear. "That's not yours now isn't it?" he asked.

The tiny Russian looked at the teddy bear he had in his arms. He forgot that it was even there. "How can you tell?" replied Yurio. He was surprised that Viktor could even tell.

Viktor shrugged. "Your fans, the angels, as they call themselves, always give you cat plushies." He explained. "because of your infatuation with the cats." He drank the water.

"…this is Otabek's."

"Oh, he went home already?"

"…yeah"

A figure came inside the rink with a bag of drinks. "Yura, I'm back." Viktor stared at the person that was just arrived in the rink.

"Hey there Otabek." He smiled.

Otabek gave a thumb up. Yurio facepalmed. "Beka, you should wait in the locker room I'll be there." He said.

The Kazakhstani nodded and went to the locker room.

"That… uh… that's just…" Yurio frantically tried to explain.

"Pet names already?" Viktor teased.

"YOU SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!"

-end-

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