Lilia knew Yuuri was a wreck, but she had a lot riding on tonight's show. It had sold out despite tickets having been twice the usual price for the pleasure of watching two boys performing a submissive act. Back in her day, acts like this were rare and far between. She needed Yuuri to get out of his head and into the game. Because of what she had seen when they were just 'playing' around, she knew she had a winning show. She worked with Yuuri, and Victor was willing to submit to him.

She never would have thought, when she laid eyes on Yuuri the first time, that he had this in him. She knew Victor was head over heels for this boy and she hoped it would all work out. Victor had been through so much and had come such a long way. She worried when Yuuri left then came back; she worries more than anyone would ever know. She knew she seemed harsh to outsiders, but to anyone who knew Lilia, they knew her's was a heart of gold that shattered easily.

When Celestino came to her and told her that Yuuri was freaking out, she had to go find him and fix it. Victor wanted Yuuri to stay in the States and not have to go home, and they only way he could afford to do this was this show. Sure, he could wait tables and cover his bills, but if he wanted to continue his schooling, he would need more. Lilia knew those two loved each other, and she also knew Victor would be crushed (again) if Yuuri had to leave. She also knew she would probably lose Victor as she was sure he would somehow find a way to follow Yuuri if he returned home. She also knew she had grown to love Victor as if he was her own son, and it would crush her if he left. Yuri would be lost without Victor. She worried as Yuri did not really have any friends his age - he had latched onto Victor and now Yuuri.

Yes she missed her brother: Nikolai was an amazing man and even though they had never been really close due to her moving to America, she knew he did all he could for Yuri before he passed away. She felt blessed she was offered the family she could never have. She and Yakov had given their lives to their to their club when she found out she would never be able to have her own children. She felt like she was given a second chance at a family and was taking it for all she could.

She searched the back of the club, Victor and Yuuri nowhere to be found, so they had to be out back. Sure enough, Yuuri was pacing and both of them were chain-smoking. Victor was not the nervous type but his nerves were feeding off of Yuuri's. She couldn't afford to lose two performers to panic.

"I thought I would find you two out here. Yuuri, come with me. Vitya, go change." She wrapped her arm around Yuuri, feeling him trembling, and led him back to her office. Once they stepped inside Yuuri resumed pacing back and forth.

"Yuuri, sit down."

When he did, his knees shook and he was almost hyperventilating. She knew she had to calm him now or he would be too far gone. She poured a glass of vodka and handed it to him.

"Drink this quickly."

She watched as he choked from the liquid but was still nervous.

"What is your favorite thing about Vitya?"

Yuuri looked at her, his brow slightly furrowed, and did not answer.

"I am sure you have something you like best about him? Me personally, I love his hair. He is really handsome Yuuri. You are very lucky."

Yuuri nodded, "Yes, his hair. I wish he had not cut it, but it still looks amazing even shorter."

"What else about him?"

"He is wouldn't know that by looking at him as he is so beautiful."

"Yes, our Vitya is very smart, Yuuri. What else?"

Yuuri jumped up, "I know what you are doing! I cannot take my mind off being in that room! Lilia… I can't… I can't do this!"

Yuuri started to pace again. Lilia sighed and reached into her desk drawer. She had a prescription bottle she kept baby aspirin in. Now and then one of the dancers got nervous and this little trick usually worked. Opening the bottle she took one of the baby aspirin out and held it out to Yuuri.

"Take this. My doctor gives these to me to calm me down from time to time. It takes about twenty minutes to kick in, and you will feel all this wash away."

"Is it safe? I just drank vodka?"

"Yuuri, we are about the same size and I take two of these with a glass of whiskey. Trust me on this, ok?"

Yuuri nodded and swallowed the pill.

"While we wait on your pill, I got you a special outfit. Would you like to see it?"

Yuuri nodded and she went to the small closet in her office and pulled a bag out. First she handed him new black shorts. These were a shiny material, different than he wore when serving. She then got out the black gloves and Yuuri slipped one on. It went past his elbow and she watched as his fingers trailed the material. There was a large box containing new boots, to take the place of the old worn out boots he wore in practice -they were thigh-high and the back of them laced up. It took some help getting into, but she was able to lace Yuuri up and she knew with those heels, he would almost be Victor's height.

"Hrm…" Looking him over she knew he needed his hair fixed, and something more.

"Come to my vanity over here, Yuuri."

She noticed he had already stopped trembling and had to smile a bit. She got her body shimmer out and the large puff. As he stood there she patted the shimmer on him and watched as his body gave off a little glimmer.

"Sit down, let's push that hair back."

He sat there as she combed his hair back and took some of her own gel and fingered it through the ebony strands. She handed him her pale pink gloss and watched as he layered it on. She liked how feminine he could easily become, yet still carry his masculinity at moments like this. The shimmer on his body highlighted his muscles and the shorts emphasized his small waist and gently flaring hips.

"I have one more thing...only if you are ready?" she asked Yuuri.

Yuuri looked at her and nodded, "I can do this, for myself and for Vitya… I think your pill really helped."

Lilia smiled. She produced another, smaller box and pulled out a face mask, one like you would wear to a masquerade party. It was black, adorned with clear gems that were almost iridescent. It was sexy, it was dangerous, it worked for Yuuri. She heard Yuuri gasp as he slipped the mask on.

"I'll be hidden behind a mask," he whispered out.

Lilia nodded, "Yes, let's go find our Vitya and reassure him you are ready. It is almost time."

Victor loved where his life was going. They had gotten Yuuri moved into Chris' extra room. He spent his mornings with Yurio and usually Yuuri would come by and join them for breakfast. Some mornings they walked Yuri to ballet and even Yuuri would join him. Victor normally took a contemporary or hip-hop class as that was what he liked best. Sometimes he would watch Yuuri and Yuri in class and loved seeing the gracefulness of the dance, the way their bodies moved and bent. Victor found it almost hypnotizing to watch.

Yuri still begged for candy and ice cream, and Victor always gave in. Yuuri always laughed and told him he was going soft, but they all knew when those big green eyes looked at you, it was hard to say no.

Most nights a week Yuuri was even over for dinner. Chris was not the best cook and was usually out on a date or ordering pizza. Things were just going really well.

Victor and Yuuri continued their Saturday night Peep shows, and Yuuri was making good money between that and serving drinks. Victor knew Yuuri wanted to try the stage, and he had even started working with the pole. Victor still did not know what Lilia said or did to get him over his nerves, but thirty minutes before show, Yuuri always vanished to her office and Victor knew just to let him go. Whatever it was was working and he was not going to interfere.

"I'm not ready yet, Vitya, but I want to be," Yuuri would say as they practiced routines for the pole.

This was the one area in dance where Victor got to teach Yuuri, and he loved it. Yuuri's strength and gracefulness always showed. They could each do the same trick, but it looked completely different. Even Celestino commented on it; both so different, but equally beautiful.

"We can keep practicing, Yuuri. Then whenever you are ready, I am sure Lilia would be thrilled to have you on the main stage. I mean, I know I love watching you."

Victor stepped in close and pulled Yuuri to him. Yuuri leaned his head up, which Victor loved - it was always an invitation for a kiss, and he would never turn that down. There was something so innocent in Yuuri when you looked at him, when he leaned up on his toes, lips pouted and ready - but Victor knew better. He knew the Yuuri that no one else saw, the Yuuri behind closed doors, the Yuuri behind the mask in the peep room.

"Let me see that routine again, Yuuri," Victor kissed him again - he was torn: he wanted to watch Yuuri spin on the pole, but he also did not want to stop kissing him.

Yuuri pushed off of him and swayed his hips as he walked away from Victor, those dancing shorts tight across his ass, the muscles in his legs flexing with each step. Victor regretted it immediately. He wanted Yuuri back in his arms. Watching as Yuuri twirled and spun on the pole, he knew he did not have much more to show Yuuri other than putting routines together. Victor knew Yuuri could do this, he was doing the Peep room with him and they were selling out their shows. Lilia was pleased with them and Victor couldn't be any happier.

The summer dragged on; Yuri was getting better with English and Lilia enrolled him in a private school. He was excited and nervous. Yuuri and Victor tried to keep him busy and his mind off it all, and work more on his English.

They wanted Yuri to have friends his age as he only seemed to hang out with adults, but he was still very much a child. They had gotten him his uniform and books; the night before Yuri's first day at school, as Victor was about to fall asleep, he heard his door open and then felt bed dip.

"What's wrong, Yurio?"

"What if the kids laugh at me?"

"Why would they do that?"

Yuri did not say anything. Victor pulled him close for a hug and he brushed the boy's blonde hair off his forehead.

"Yurio, everything will be fine, I promise. Yuuri and I will even be there to get you after school."

"Vitya, I can walk home, it is only a couple blocks."

"I thought maybe you would want ice cream and candy."

He heard Yuri gasp. He knew he had won that argument.

"Thank you Vitya. I like having you as my brother."

He felt Yuri pull away out of his hug, but he did not leave the bed. He snuggled into a pillow and was asleep instantly. Victor had to laugh- Yuri would act tough, even in his young age, but he really was just a kid.

The next morning Yuuri showed up with sweet pastries and Lilia poured everyone coffee and Yuri some juice even though he complained he wanted coffee. Victor had to smile as the minute Lilia turned her back, Yuuri slipped his cup Yuri's way and watch him guzzle it.

They had breakfast then all walked Yuri to the school. The minute they were outside the building, Yuri raced to Yuuri and took his hand. Yuuri turned and smiled at Victor as they walked ahead.

"Ah Vitya, I think our Yuri has a crush." Lilia spoke as she lit a cigarette and passed him one.

"No joke, I almost want to be jealous," Victor laughed out.

"Yuri is a lucky boy, Vitya. All of us are."

Victor had to nod. Everything was good. His heart melted as he watched Yuri and Yuuri talk back and forth as they walked the short distance to the school. Once they got close, Yuri let go of Yuuri's hand and ran to hug Victor and Lilia. Yuri did not want them to walk him all the way to the doors, so they stood and watched till he went out of sight.

It seemed like such a huge step for them all. It seemed like just yesterday he was boarding a plane and starting this scary new adventure. Never in a million years did he imagine he would be standing outside a school, tears in his eyes, surrounded by people he loved and who loved him.

He wrapped his arm around Yuuri and pulled him in closer. Lilia started to head back home and they followed. They stayed close in case the school called. They opted out of rehearsals and dance classes and just took an easy day in. Yuuri and Victor watched movies and lazily kissed one another.

When the time came to get Yuri from school, Lilia waved them off and said she was going to prep dinner. Victor and Yuuri walked hand in hand to the school, both nervous over how Yuri's day had gone. They waited at the gates with other parents and when that blonde head bounced out the door, they saw Yuri talking animatedly with another kid. Victor was happy to see him with kids his age, but the moment Yuri saw them he waved and told his friend goodbye and ran over to them.

Immediately he took Yuuri's hand and squeezed between the two of them. Victor had to laugh as Yuri was always doing this. They went to both the candy store and the ice cream shop, Yuri chattering a mile a minute, jumping from Russian to English. He never stopped talking. All through dinner and until he went to bed, they heard about his day, they heard it on repeat.

Victor was headed to Yuuri's for the night and promised Yuri they would be there in the morning to walk him to school. Lilia finally waved them out, Yuri still running around, talking a mile a minute.

Once they got to Chris' they curled into Yuuri's bed and just held each other. Victor loved these moments. Yuuri would curl around him and lazily run his hand up and down Victor's chest. They would spend hours just talking about nothing, which Victor really cherished. They spent a lot of time together, but just lazy casual talk was far and few between. Yuuri was back in his classes and had decided he liked staying at Chris'. Chris was more than happy to continue with their arrangement as Yuuri was a good roommate.

The only problem they still had was Yuuri getting over his stage fright. Victor never brought it up, but they continued to practice routines for the pole. Yuuri was getting routines down now, and was really quite good. Victor knew Yuuri had to do this at his own pace. After they'd been practicing for some time Yuuri looked over to him.

"Vitya. I want to try… before we do the Peep Room, I want to try a routine on amateur night."

Victor tilted his head slightly at Yuuri. They had been doing their Peep Room show for a few months and it had gotten quite a reputation. Lilia never pushed to get Yuuri on stage due to how well their Peep Room show attracted eager viewers.

Victor walked over to the pole and stared at Yuuri, into those brown eyes. Yuuri's hand was on the pole and Victor put his on the pole over Yuuri's. They both did a lazy spin around the pole, then another where they dipped down. Victor jumped and climbed the pole, then flipped himself upside down. Smiling down at Yuuri, he moved his head closer towards him and they kissed briefly. Yuuri was poised directly under him on the pole -he hooked his leg around and spun once, then stopped where he'd started, tipping his face towards Victor and kissed him again. Victor chuckled as being upside down for so long made his head feel funny, so he flipped himself back rightside up and slid down, into Yuuri's waiting arms.

He got the kiss he wanted. Yuuri pressed his mouth firmly to him and wrapped a leg around his waist. Those tiny shorts Yuuri wore always drove Victor mad and his hands immediately trailed down the muscled back, grabbing that plump ass. Yuuri moaned into his mouth and moved his body against him. Victor still loved the way Yuuri moaned at his touch. Sure there were many times he let Yuuri take over and take control, but there were times he wanted to consume Yuuri and loved the sounds he made at every touch.

Victor's hands trailed up and down Yuuri's body as he moaned. Victor kissed down Yuuri's neck, tasting the salt on his skin. He did not know why those sounds Yuuri made turned him on so much, but they filled his head and before he knew it, Yuuri was pressed against the back wall and Victor was holding his arms above his head as he continued to kiss and lick at his neck. Yuuri thrust his hips against him and Victor could feel they were both hard.

"Vitya… please."

Every time Yuuri said his name in a moan, something snapped in Victor. He could feel as Yuuri's body squirmed under his touch. Letting go of Yuuri's wrist, Victor sank down to his knees and pulled the dancing shorts down, freeing Yuuri's cock. Victor looked up at Yuuri as he licked Yuuri's cock from the base to the tip once, then again. He watched as Yuuri's eyes rolled back into his head then closed, those hands in his hair gently pulling, asking for more.

Victor wrapped his hand around the base of Yuuri's cock as he licked at the tip, causing Yuuri to moan louder. Victor used his hand to stroke the shaft of Yuuri's cock as he sucked on the head of it. Yuuri was moving his hips in a shallow motion and Victor knew he wanted even more. Removing his hand he slid his mouth down that shaft and heard the long drawn out moan as those hands grabbed his hair harder.

Victor could feel as Yuuri's cock nudged against the back of his throat, he felt the tears welling up in his eyes, but he was not going to stop. Yuuri was so responsive, so vocal, Victor could almost get off just by that alone. As commanding as Yuuri could be, these moments he was at Victor's mercy were also cherished. He could make Yuuri a moaning, squirming mess.

Victor continued to bob his head up and down, tasting Yuuri's cock leaking into his mouth. When he looked up, Yuuri's chest and face were flushed and his eyes closed. He always knew by the sounds Yuuri made when he was getting close and Victor continued with the tight suction, using his hand to roll his balls and massage his perineum. By the way Yuuri's balls got overly tight and his cock twitched, Victor knew he only had a few seconds before Yuuri was releasing and Victor moaned around his cock before he could feel him release into his mouth.

There was a certain sound Yuuri made when he was orgasming that would push Victor over the edge. He couldn't take it anymore and pulled his shorts down and grabbed his cock. As he milked Yuuri's cock with his mouth, he pulled brutally at his own and was releasing immediately.

He held onto Yuuri's thighs and tried to catch his breath. Yuuri slowly lowered himself down to where Victor was, holding him tightly. He could hear Yuuri chuckle as they sat there. Victor looked over to him and saw him just smiling.

"I never want to lose this, Vitya."

Victor was confused, "Lose what?"

Yuuri slowly pulled his shorts back up, "You know, this. There we are dancing one moment, then next thing I know you have me pressed to a wall and well…"

Victor loved how Yuuri blushed even when they'd finished. He had seen Yuuri take total control over him, and blush afterwards. He loved that about him so much. Holding Yuuri tightly he kissed his forehead.

"Yuuri, I don't think I'll ever be able to resist you."

At dinner that night Lilia dropped a bomb on them as Yuuri stated he wanted to try for amateur night. Lilia shook her head and said no. Yuuri was confused.

"No Yuuri, you should try tomorrow night. You are no amateur. No, you will not be a part of the routines, but I have seen what you can do. Perform a routine tomorrow night, and then we can work on adding you to the mix."

Victor could see Yuuri's face drop as he started to tremble. Lilia smiled gently and told him to come back with her. Victor watched again as them two went off. He did not know whatever it was Lilia did, but it seemed to work so he never questioned it.

A few minutes later, Yuuri was still pale but wasn't trembling. They finished dinner as Yuri rambled on about his day at school and how he liked his teacher and what he learned. It had become a normal conversation for them.

When the next night rolled around and they made their way to the club, Yuuri kissed Victor's cheek and disappeared to Lilia's office. Victor shook his head and headed to the back room to change; he was nervous for Yuuri but he did not want to tell him this. He knew how Yuuri got when it came to being on stage and he was worried.

They performed their opening routine then Yuuri was to come out and transition them offstage. Victor left and saw Yuuri standing there, pale and frozen in place. Victor held his hand out though he was already in his locked eyes with him. Victor nodded and Yuuri stepped forward. Victor leaned forward and spoke softly but soothingly, "It is just me and you here. Dance for me Yuuri."

"Don't take your eyes off of me."

Victor kissed him and Yuuri walked to the pole. Victor noticed Yuuri did not engage the audience, but he kept his eyes on Victor. No matter, the audience was into it. Yuuri was a sight to see as he danced. There was something about the way he moved that made it impossible to look away. All Victor did was stand on the stage as Yuuri slowly spun on the pole and stripped down, just like they did in practice. The music was blaring around them, the crowds screaming, but to Yuuri it was just him and Victor.

When it was over, Yuuri seemed to snap back to where he was. He blushed and waved to the crowd and then ran to hug Victor. They grabbed his clothes and money and headed to the back.

"Vitya! I did it!"

They heard those heels clicking down the hallway and Lilia was smiling at them. She took Yuuri in a hug and whispered to him then looked at them both.

"Very well done Yuuri! And Vitya, quick thinking on your part. You two should work on a routine to perform together, too."

Yuuri beamed at Victor. Yuuri had finally done what he was never able to do, dance, and dance on stage.

Yuuri became a part of the Peep Show Gang, performing regularly. After a bit it was no longer necessary for him to go to Lilia for his pill to be able to perform onstage. He did still prefer to have Victor by the edge of the stage as it made it easier for him.

Yuuri was able to continue classes and finish school. Yuri loved his school, though once he hit his teens, things got rougher for him. He rebelled more and Lilia was almost at her wits' end. She blamed it on Victor moving out, and many nights would send Yuri to stay with them as he would mouth off to her. Victor was glad they'd gotten an apartment with an extra room and just set it up for Yuri.

The years went by quickly and Victor had never been happier. He never heard from his parents, though he had stopped thinking of them that way some time ago. To him Yakov and Lilia were his parents - they had given him the family he needed. He loved Yuri's parents and they were able to vacation in Japan for a few weeks each year.

At night Victor would hold Yuuri as Yuri snored down the hall. Sometimes he almost felt he was blessed by being turned out of the house by his parents. He'd had to go through hell and the lowest point in his life, but he found where he belonged and where he was needed and was loved. He held Yuuri tighter as the emotions washed over him. He would never be able to let Lilia know just how grateful he was for her and her generosity. Without her, he would not have this amazing family or the loving man in his arms.

He had never been a religious man, but he found himself that night giving thanks and asking for blessings over his entire family.

As long as he had his family, everything was right in the world. At that moment Yuri snored particularly loudly and Victor had to chuckle as he held Yuuri. He loved that Yuuri had been able to finish school. He was able to help Lilia with the business aspect of the club, and then they worked there at night. Yuri would not allow them to pick him up from school anymore, though, as he said he was old enough to walk, but they always found him carrying a new bag of candy every time he came home. Lilia always threatened to take his allowance away, but it never happened. Yuri was lucky he was skinny considering the amount of sugar he consumed. He kept up with his ballet classes after school and Lilia brought in tutors now and then to make sure his grades were good.

When Victor and Yuuri finally did marry, Lilia walked Victor down the aisle and Yuuri's dad walked him. Yuri held the rings, and it was small and simple. Lilia held a huge party at the club afterwards. Yuuri's parents seemed out of place until they'd had a few drinks; everyone laughed good-naturedly when Yuuri's father got on stage and started to dance. Yuuri was mortified and Victor had to laugh and hug him.

They had worried what Yuuri's parents would think of what Yuuri did, but they just smiled and said as long as he was happy and living well, they supported it. Yuuri seemed to be relived and Victor was too. It was sad to see them go as Victor did love having them in town.

The years went even more quickly and next thing he knew, Yuri was headed to college. He lasted all of one semester before bursting through the door cursing and telling Lilia he was over that shit and he was going to start dancing in the club. There was a lot of yelling and screaming but finally Lilia gave in. Victor never thought he would see Yuri grown up, he had grown up right before his eyes. The only thing that had bothered him and Yuuri was the fact that Yuri seemed alone.

They would watch guys fall at Yuri's feet and he would wave them off, disinterested. They wanted him to settle down as he had finally gotten his own place and they hated how alone Yuri seemed. Yuuri told them to stop worrying, but they just couldn't.

It was the last thing Victor needed, to make sure they were all happy.

It was Women's night, and Victor had heard word that Yuri had brought a friend to the club. When he and Yuuri peeked out into the crowd, they spied a handsome, unfamiliar man in a leather jacket at the bar, talking to Celestino. Victor and Yuuri smiled to each other. Yuri had never brought anyone to the bar. It had to mean something, right?

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