If Victor expected Yuri to be able to answer that question, he was mad. As well as cruel. Yuri fingers dig in a little. It's tickles and from there it flickers upward. Sparks that had tickled, making him try to squeeze his shoulder all but to his neck to stop the assault, with Victor in the middle, shifting in ripples of unexpected darts of warmth flowering up from Victor's mouth against the skin of his neck again.
Placed everywhere while his arms won't let go and he can't even figure out how to duck away his head and or push his neck toward Victor's overexuberant sudden attack on his throat, until his arms tighten at the first nip. That finds his toes, with a detour to tighten everything in his center, tugging a small gasp the first time at his throat, and even though he tells himself it won't happen again, it does, when Victor gets to his ear.
He's going to drown in the ocean between his own laughter, and Victor's obvious lies, and the fire trying to push up through the heaviness in him, and still he doesn't want to let go. Doesn't. Head rolling back onto the pillow, and he thinks Victor's smile only gets better through tonight. All of them different shades of the same rainbow, burning themselves into him with each passing glance.
"You haven't been insulted a day in your life." That Yuri's seen, from afar or even here at his side.
(Not even to the day Yuri thought his great insults to Victor's existence would have him finally leave.)
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Date: 2017-05-08 11:00 pm (UTC)Placed everywhere while his arms won't let go and he can't even figure out how to duck away his head and or push his neck toward Victor's overexuberant sudden attack on his throat, until his arms tighten at the first nip. That finds his toes, with a detour to tighten everything in his center, tugging a small gasp the first time at his throat, and even though he tells himself it won't happen again, it does, when Victor gets to his ear.
He's going to drown in the ocean between his own laughter, and Victor's obvious lies, and the fire trying to push up through the heaviness in him, and still he doesn't want to let go. Doesn't. Head rolling back onto the pillow, and he thinks Victor's smile only gets better through tonight. All of them different shades of the same rainbow, burning themselves into him with each passing glance.
"You haven't been insulted a day in your life." That Yuri's seen, from afar or even here at his side.
(Not even to the day Yuri thought his great insults to Victor's existence would have him finally leave.)