He just could not believe it. He was fuming the entire plane ride. He knew Yuri meant well, but what was it about him and his panties always making him blush so bad? Shaking his head he finally cooled down by the time they landed. Oddly enough, he kept the black lace in his pocket the entire trip there.

They had a car meet him at the airport and take him to a really nice hotel. Everything was already set. He knew tomorrow he would meet with the man and assess the bikes. Throwing his bags on the extra bed, he laid back. All he had done was sit all day, but he was worn out. Reaching in his pocket for his phone, he felt the lace and had to smile. Pulling out his phone he sent Yuri a message he made it to the hotel.

Standing up he had taken off his jacket and had just pulled his shirt off of his head when he heard his phone ringing for a video conference. Smiling he saw it was Yuri and answered.

"I'm still mad at you." was how he greeted that smiling face on the phone.

Yuri started to laugh and the phone got to shaking. Yuri was laid in his own bed with his hoodie on laying back on a pillow.

"Is that my hoodie still?"

"Da, think I'll hang onto it for a bit. It is comfortable, plus you got my panties." Yuri started laughing again and as much as he wanted to be mad, he couldn't.

"You put them purposely in my pocket so I'd have to take them out…"

Yuri got to laughing so hard he dropped his phone and all he could hear was him almost hiccuping from laughing so hard. He was trying so hard to keep a stern face but it was not working. Once Yuri finally calmed down he grabbed his phone again.

"I'm sorry Beka… just the thought… Oh I need to stop or I'll laugh again."

Shaking his head he was looking at Yuri sitting there in his hoodie on his bed. His face still red from all the laughing. They chatted for a long time till Yuri said he had to go as he had dance practice and then was working that evening. They said their goodbyes and hung up.

He was alone in his room and feeling lonely. Deciding best thing to do was shower and order room service. He found a movie to watch and ended up going to bed a lot earlier than he had planned too.

His dreams were filled with a Russian Fairy dancing around in lace panties when he was woken by his phone chiming.

He had gotten up and got ready for his morning meeting. He saw a few messages from Yuri had come in. He replied back and made sure to put his phone on silent knowing once Yuri woke up he would be texting him and he did not need a distraction. He was leaving again tomorrow and taking the truck back, so he wanted to meet then get moving.

The meeting went well and when they went to the man's warehouse he actually fell over. There was a 1952 Vincent Black Lightning sitting there. He himself was sitting right next to it. The man chuckled.

"So you know this piece?"

He was at a loss for words so he nodded. They had only made thirty one of these that he knew and only six remained.

"There are only six of these known to still exist." he barely whispered as his hands went out to touch it. He was still on his knees in front of it. It needed work yes, but he knew this would be the prize at the end. Restoring this.

"Ah but Mr. Altin, there will be seven once you fix her up."

He felt like weeping at that moment.

"And Mr. Altin, I do fully expect you to take her for a ride to make sure she is working right." The man laughed and that was the moment he felt a tear run down his cheek as he laughed.

All the other bikes he was taking back were easily as rare, but this was one he had always wanted to see in person and touch. He knew what this would do for him and his company once Yuuko got to taking pictures and posting them as they worked on it. He could not wait to call her and tell her.

Getting everything together they had lunch then went back to go over the bikes more and then out to dinner. The man was easy enough to talk to since all they did was talk bikes.

Finally making it back to his room, he was exhausted but so filled with energy. Looking at the time he knew Yuri was still working, so he went through the messages they had sent back and forth. About that time a picture came in, it was Yuri getting ready to go into the Peep room that night. He was wearing his tighter than tight black pants, a loose orange crop top highlighting his abs and hips as it left his midsection open, and that horrible fur jacket. He had to laugh knowing he had to burn that damn coat when he saw it next.

Falling into bed that night he snapped a picture where he was shirtless and laying on a pillow, sending it to Yuri and then falling asleep.

They had gotten the truck ready and he was well on his way back with all the bikes. It had taken a lot of the morning maneuvering everything and getting through traffic, but now he was on open road and music blasting.

He could see where Yuri was calling in and he turned his music down and putting on his Bluetooth.

"Why hello sleepy head. Did you finally wake up?"

"Da, been up a few minutes."

He could never get over how cute he sounded when he was waking up. "You could have at least gotten coffee before calling."

"You sounded too happy in your text and sending me pictures of rust buckets."

He had sent Yuri about twenty picture of the Black Lightening. Yuri knew he did not know what it was, but honestly, he did not care. He was excited and he wanted to share it with him.

"Babe! You have no idea do you? Ok… let me put it to you this way, this 'rust bucket' you are calling it, is an authentic 1956 Black Lightning that I now get to restore… the seventh one left… or how about I put it this way, this bike is super old, cost a fuck ton of money and once I am done, we are taking it out on a drive as I make sweet slow love to you off some back road in the country."

He heard Yuri gasp then chuckle, "Now that Beka, I understand."

"See, I can speak Yura-language."

"Oh you definitely can. But you know, when I said I wanted pictures, I did not mean of rusty bikes." He could hear the laughter in Yuri's voice.

"Call it payback for all the teasing you do to me."

"So wait… you hold out on me to tease me? Beka… that is the most brilliantly fucked up thing I think I have ever heard."

"Ah, but it works, does it not?"

Yuri was chuckling again, "I don't know if it makes me hate you or love you more…"

Otabek was not sure if he heard what he just thought he heard. He had taken in a deep breath and he was sure Yuri heard that.

"Ah hell…. Beka… I didn't.. I didn't mean it that way… Um, let me go get coffee and I'll call you back."

Before Yuri could hang up, "I love you too Yura." He was not sure if Yuri heard it or not as the line went dead.

Wait… did Otabek just say? No.. he must not be awake enough yet to function. Ah fuck fuck fuck! What the hell did he just do? Yuri jumped out of bed and went to get coffee. As he started the coffee pot he called over to Yuuri and Victor.

"Yurio?"

"Da… um… can we talk?"

"Like now? On the phone?"

"No actually, can you grab some breakfast and bring it over?"

"You want me to bring Victor."

"Please no. I know you two can't go five minutes not attached to the hip… and I don't him being big brother on me."

He heard Yuuri talking over to Victor and then Victor took the phone.

"Yurio! I'm hurt!"

Gritting his teeth and mumbling, "You'll fucking live old man."

"Hey, Lilia told me to tell you she expects you at dinner tonight before work."

"Da da… now can you send the piggy over here?"

"Yurio… is everything ok?" and there it was, Victor turning back into big brother.

"Victor! Send your husband over here... with bagels!" and he hung up. He really did not have the patience for Victor, especially in the morning.

Getting coffee he went and picked up his floor a little bit. He would do laundry later. He was sipping his coffee when he heard Yuuri knocking. Opening the door he saw he had a bag of bagels.

"You brought food, now get in here." Grabbing Yuuri's arm he pulled him in the apartment.

"Yurio what…"

"I TOLD BEKA I LOVED HIM… I think."

Yuuri's eyes got wide. "Oh…"

"Oh is right! What the hell? I did not mean too!"

"Ok, let me get some coffee and let's talk this out… tell me how it happen, exactly,"

He went through the entire conversation and how it all happen. Yuuri was listening as he toasted a bagel and got coffee. He watched Yuri sip his coffee and just sat there.

"Well? Seriously?! Aren't you going to say anything?"

Yuri shrugged and looked back over at him. "Well you do love him, don't you?"

Feeling frustrated he wasn't getting an answer, "I don't know really, I know I feel something … and it just came out when I wasn't thinking."

"That probably means something. I mean Yurio… You did change up your routine, you've never done that."

"Ugh! Why is everyone focusing on that? Ok, I changed my music. BIG FUCKING DEAL!"

"Actually Yurio, it kind of is. You've been dancing now for what? Two years? You think we did not notice? You changed your entire routing. I mean, you wore a biker outfit." Yuri shoved bagel in his mouth.

"Was I that obvious?"

"You've been obvious since the first night he came up there with you…"

Sighing heavily he went back to his coffee. "It is so weird, I barely know this asshole and yet, I can't stop fucking think about him… even with him gone, I want to just talk to him… I ugh… never felt like this before."

"Yurio, I think you already know your answer."

"Fuck."

He wanted to call Yuri right back. Knowing how Yuri can be, he didn't. So he played every sappy love song he could think of on his ride waiting for his phone to ring. Two hours later nothing. Pulling over for a break from driving, he walked around a small grassy area at a rest area and finally sent a few picture he had gotten along the way of the different views.

He got a picture of Yuri's ass in neon pink thongs as a reply. He had to smile as he looked at the picture. He sent back a picture message with a thumbs up and a grin. He was able to walk around a bit, deciding to hit the road again.

This time he called over to Yuri. It rang a few times and finally he picked up.

"Hey Beka."

He decided to play it lightly, "Still wearing those thongs?"

"Only wearing them."

Breathing in deeply. "Fuck. This is going to be a long week driving."

"Da. You got a truck full of rust and I'm just laying here… alone… in panties."

His voice was really driving him mad right now. "Yura…"

"Yes Beka?" He could hear the smirk in Yuri's voice.

"Stop teasing me."

"I'd never tease you."

"You live to tease me."

He heard that chuckle, he really loved that chuckle, "Da, it is so much fun."

"Just wait till I get back Yura."

"Counting down the days…"

He so wanted to bring up the last conversation they had, but Yuri was being playful and he liked that.

"So what are your plans for the day Yura?"

"Not much. Had breakfast with Yuuri… having dinner with Lilia, Victor, Yuuri and Yakov tonight. If we don't work Sundays she likes everyone there for dinner. Pretty damn ridiculous really."

"So what is with all of you? You work together… I know that."

"Ah, well Lilia rescued Victor and I from Moscow when I was little. Long story short, my grandpa had passed and Victor came along. I don't know his entire story, but he stayed with us till he met Yuuri and they got married…"

"So you lived with Lilia?"

"Da, till about a year or so ago… she is kind of my aunt."

"Kind of?"

"Da."

"So then that is why Victor acts like a big brother."

"Da, quite annoying. He thinks cause he was around watching me grow up he can still tell me what to do."

"It is kind of sweet though Yura."

"Try living with it all the time. Lilia use to always make us all have dinner together, every night. After Victor and Yuuri married, they worked it to Sundays we don't work. Some family reasoning shit."

"So tell me more about all this Yura."

They spent the next few hours as Yuri went on and on about his life and his upbringing. He explained how he got into the dancing as a kid, then how he begged Lilia to let him try amateurs night and won over the crowd. He love it all. This was a side he wanted to know of Yuri and the more he learned, the more he was loving him.

The minute he walked into Lilia's place she had all but dragged him into the kitchen. Her face harsh and stern.

"Yurochka, we need to talk about your friend."

Groaning, "Seriously, no! We don't need to…"

"Yurochka you allow me to talk. Don't think I have not seen what has been going on with you two. He comes to the club, you change your music… now I hear you love him?"

Wait… what? Dammit, "PIGGY!" He turns to find Yuuri when Lilia grabs his arm tightly.

"No, Yurochka you stay here."

"Ugh, why? So you can tell me to get rid of him and all that shit?"

"Yurochka! Would you listen?"

"Fine." Going over to the counter he gets her container of Vodka and a glass. He figures he will need it. He knocks it back and feels the burn down his throat.

"Now, he will be ok with everything?" he knew what she was asking.

"We worked it all out."

"Yurochka, I just want you happy, but I worry you rush things with this Otabek."

Sighing heavily. "Just let me worry about this ok?"

Lilia ran her hand down his face like she did ever since he was a kid. "I will always worry Yurochka, that is my job."

"Fine, fine. Now I have a pig to go slaughter."

"Be easy with him." She laughed as she went back to getting dinner ready.

Walking into the sitting room he saw Yuuri in Victor's lap as they sipped wine.

"You're fucking dead piggy."

Yuuri looked up and smiled. "Oh Yurio, such dramatics."

"Yeah Yurio, what is this I hear about you being all in love?" now Victor was chiming in.

"OMG! Is there anyone who DOESN'T know this?!"

"I haven't told Chris, Celestino or Phichit yet… or the girls… Wait let me text them!" Yuuri hopped off Victor's lap and got his phone out.

"I swear piggy… I'm going to fucking kill you."

Victor and Yuuri got to laughing as he stomped out curing everyone in the house.

Otabek thought it was the longest week ever. He made sure to drive longer than he expected each day and ended back in town a day early. Him and Yuri talked a lot and it did help to pass the time. They learned a lot about each other and the more he learned about Yuri, the more he realized how amazing he was. He had pulled into the shop late Thursday afternoon with the guys and Yuuko rushing to meet him.

"Wow! You made it early!"

"Yeah, really want to show you all these bikes and we can get to working on them Monday."

Took them the rest of the afternoon emptying the trailer and then Yuuko gushing over the bikes.

"Oh, this is so so amazing. These bikes are pure gold."

"Make sure you get plenty of pictures for before, during and after."

"Oh I am already on it. Now go home and rest. We will see you Monday."

"You don't want me in tomorrow?"

"You have been driving for days, now take a day off and the weekend. We got a lot of work ahead of us and even more has come in while you were gone." She winked at him and started taking pictures with his camera.

Leaving out the shop he really wanted to call Yuri saying he was in town, but he had talked with Yuuri and they decided to surprise him instead. Rushing home he went to shower and then meet them at the club. Yuuri said he would meet him outside and sneak him in so he could surprise Yuri.

Parking his bike in the alleyway, Yuuri opened the door for him and let him in. Yuuri then gave him a big hug and he was clueless what that was about, so he awkwardly hugged him back. Yuuri was able to slip him inside the club without Yuri seeing him. It was killing him knowing Yuri was so close yet still so far away.

Walking up the bar, Celestino smiled and made him a drink. When he passed it over he said, "You take care of our Yurio."

Nodding he took the drink and went to sit down. That was when Phichit came up to him and hugged him tightly. Two hugs in one night. He let Phichit lead him towards a spot next to the stage and he could hear the women starting to get restless. The house music was changing over to a softer sounding music. He had to smile, he knew it was his song. He watched Yuri slowly walk out, decked in leather. Sipping his drink, he did like the view from the side of the stage. Every line of Yuri was perfectly highlighted.

As Yuri was slipping the jacket off, he looked over and saw him. He had to chuckle as Yuri even stumbled a bit for a moment. His eyes got wide and he just stood there for a moment. After a moment he smiled and continued taking his jacket off. He had screaming women all around him and Yuri was keeping his eyes on him as he went around the stage to where he was. He leaned his back to the pole and slowly peeled off his shirt and pants. He was wearing simple black thongs now and just grinding slowly on the pole.

He was glad he had his drink with him as he was sipping it more and more. They weren't even halfway through the song when Yuri went to the edge of the stage and hopped off. The women started going crazy.

He watched Yuri walk over to him, taking his hand and pulling him up. Standing, he allowed Yuri to pull him up on the stage. He was not sure what the hell was going on when suddenly Yuri came up behind him and slowly slipped his jacket off. He stood there, frozen. Yuri danced around him and met him face to face. "Missed you Beka." giving him a quick closed mouth kiss he turned and started to use him as a pole to dance on.

He was not sure what he was suppose to do, so he just stood there as the women were screaming. It was deafening. Yuri was wrapping himself around him, hooking his leg and trailing his hands around his body. He felt Yuri pull his shirt up and next thing he knows, he is standing there shirtless as Yuri is behind him running his hands up and down his chest.

"Yuri?" he whispered as he was spinning around him again. He saw that smirk on his face then he went up to him and just kissed him right there on the stage. It was immediately a deep, open mouth, nothing but tongue kiss. For a minute he forgot he was on a stage with women screaming and Yuri about naked on him. Running his hands up his back, he untied his hair, letting it spill down his back.

"We need to get out of here Beka." he heard Yuri say as he broke the kiss.

"I fucking love you Yuri."

Yuri's eyes went wide and he kissed him again. "I fucking love you too Beka."

He felt lightheaded and then felt Yuri tugging him off the stage with him to the side. Once out of sight, Yuri wrapped himself around him kissing him. He doesn't know how long they were there till they heard someone clearing their throats. Breaking apart he saw Lilia standing there and Phichit. Phichit had their clothes and was smiling. Lilia did not look so happy.

"Yurochka! What was that?" she demanded.

He could see Yuri turning every color of red as Phichit was chuckling.

Before he could answer she cut in, "Don't! I don't want to hear it. Get dressed and go home. Phichit, take his place tonight." Phichit then dropped their clothes and mouth was wide open.

"Really? You mean it?"

"Da! Don't make regret it. I've seen you practice with Celestino. Now you are up in fifteen. Do the routine you were practicing this afternoon."

They watched Phichit squeal and take off running down the hallway. Lilia looked right at him and he felt like a child again.

"O-ta-bek." she made sure to pronounce each syllable carefully, "You will treat my nephew properly, he has the rest of the night off, I expect him back tomorrow to work his full shift. I also expect you at dinner Sunday." He nodded as she spun and her heels echoing around her as she stormed back in the club.

He looked over to Yuri who had started laughing.

"Wow, she is scary."

"Nah, she is a kitten. Come on, I'm changing and we are leaving."

When they made it to the changing room Phichit was buzzing around freaking out as Yuuri got him something to wear. He watched Yuri throw on some loose jogger and his hoodie and grab his bag. He slapped Phichit on the back and wished him luck as they went to leave. All the guys started telling them goodbye and yelling out other crude things.

Once outside his head was spinning. He pulled Yuri to him kissing him before they got to his bike.

"Your place or mine?"

"Mine is closer."

"Come on."

Making it to Yuri's place was a challenge. Once off the bike they kept stopping to kiss and grope. Finally Yuri just took his hand and they ran up the stairs to his place. Once inside Yuri just dropped his bag taking his face in his hands and kissing him.

"Did you really mean it?" Yuri said between kisses.

"Yes."

Yuri moaned and kissed him harder as they worked their way to his bed. He but all fell on the bed with Yuri on top of him. His hands were up under the hoodie grabbing and touching. They finally broke the kiss so he could slip the hoodie off Yuri and take those joggers off. Yuri started working his jacket and shirt off. Once they were both naked Yuri pushed him back down and started kissing his neck.

"Fucking missed you." Yuri breathed into his neck.

"Yuri… you been teasing me all week… I'm not… gonna... Last."

He could feel Yuri biting his neck and grinding into him, "Me either…"

Yuri went to sit up and pulled him up. They were on their knees in the center of the bed. Yuri wrapped his hands around his cock and kissed him hard. Moaning he grabbed Yuri's cock and they slowly rubbed each other up and down. It took neither one long as the minute he felt Yuri's thumb caress the tip and pull the precum down his cock, he was moaning out loudly and releasing all over Yuri's hand and stomach. As he was releasing he had gripped Yuri tighter and he bit down on his shoulder as he released on his stomach.

Falling back down on the bed, panting and messy, he pulled Yuri to him kissing him gently and panting heavy.

"Fuck Beka, that was almost embarrassing how fast that was."

He had to chuckle as Yuri was blushing. "I blame you for the teasing."

"Hey wait a damn minute Beka, what about…" he shut Yuri up with a kiss. Yuri melted into his side where he was half laid on him. He continued kissing Yuri and running his hands over his body.

When Yuri finally pulled away he looked him in the eye, "And just how damn long have you been in town?"

"Just a few hours. Wanted to surprise you."

"Da, that you did."

They laid there a bit longer, just slow kisses and wandering hands. "Beka, we need a shower."

Nodding, he let Yuri lead him off the bed to the bathroom where he started up the water. His bathroom was a lot smaller than his, but it was so Yuri. Hair ties thrown everywhere, hairbrush thrown somehow in the sink, different lotions and gel bottles all over. He almost as to laugh seeing the mess in there.

Yuri started up the water and then pulled him in the shower with him. Standing back he just watched as the water ran down his chest and hair. He often dreamed of Yuri under the water in his dreams and just seeing it before him made him smile. Yuri opened his eyes and smirked, then reached out and pulled him closer.

"Come here and stop gawking."

"I like looking at you."

"I like touching you." He could feel those hands travel down his back and grab his ass. He leaned in and kissed Yuri. They immediately opened their mouths making it sloppy and messy. Yuri never took his hands off his ass.

"Fuck Beka, let's get clean and get back to the bed." Yuri mumbled into his neck. "My hot water doesn't last as long as yours does." He let Yuri wash him down. He loved the body wash he used and loved how it hung in the steam in the air of the bathroom. He took his time washing Yuri down and even heard Yuri moan as the cloth went lower and lower down his body.

"Dammit Beka. This shower is over!" Yuri stepping under the water and rinsing. Turning off the shower, he grabbed the towels and started to dry him off. He just stood there watching him. Something about Yuri rubbing a towel gently over him did things to his cock. He could feel where he was already half hard by the time Yuri got to his legs.

Once Yuri was done drying him off he watched him take the towel quickly to himself and then taking his hand pulling him back to the bed. Taking the hair tie from his wrist Yuri just tied up his wet hair and pushed him to the bed.

Yuri's mouth was back on him again. Kissing deeply and his tongue demanding. His hands were all over Yuri, down his back, up his sides, down his sides, then settling on those hips. Grabbing them he pulled those hips down to meet his. Yuri was moaning and rocking his hips back into him.

Yuri pulled off him, "How do you want me Beka?"

"You expect me to fucking think right now?"

Chuckling, Yuri leaned over and grabbed the bottle from his nightstand. Rolling to his side, Yuri took the bottle and covered his hand in it. Leaning in Yuri kissed him slowly. As he kissed Yuri he slowly pushed him back against the pillows, taking his hand he grabbed Yuri's cock feeling it getting hard again then slipping his hand lower. Yuri was moaning into his mouth and had to break free to breath.

"Stop fucking teasing me."

Instead of kissing down Yuri's chest, he just went straight down and started kissing his hips. He would lick and gently bite around each dip. He knew these hips he had an obsession over and spending time kissing and worshiping them was what he was going to do. Licking a long line tracing up one hip as a finger gently entered in Yuri he heard him moan and arch into him.

"Beka!"

As he slipped the second finger in he took the tip of Yuri's cock in his mouth. Yuri was moaning and grabbing his hair at this point. He was circling his tongue around the tip of his cock when he pressed his fingers in deep and heard Yuri cry out louder. As he pushed in with a third finger, he got a rhythm going with his fingers and mouth. He would push in as he took him deeper in his mouth. Each time he would hit Yuri's prostrate he could taste him more and most in his mouth.

He could feel his own cock, hanging heavy between his legs and dripping wet. He had not even been touched at this point but the more he worked Yuri, the more he leaked. One last thrust of his finger and his mouth taking him down all the way, he heard Yuri call out his name as he pulled his hair harder. Moving his mouth back up Yuri's cock he was twirling his tongue around the tip listening to the moan from Yuri. removing his fingers he moved back up and kissed Yuri deeply.

Yuri pushed his shoulders and rolled him on his back. He saw that smirk on Yuri's face. He watched as Yuri straddled him then leaning over for the bottle poured some in his hand and gripped his cock stroking it. He moaned out the minute Yuri's hand touched him. Yuri threw the bottle to the side and shifted over him. Yuri gave him that smirk again and slowly started to press down. His hands went immediately to those hips again. He could feel the flex of his muscles and every slow movement Yuri made as he would press down. The both moaned out once he was fully settled. He grabbed those hips and just stared up to Yuri. Yuri looked back down to him and leaned over, he kissed him and started to rock his hips.

He let go of Yuri's hips and started pushing up on his forearms till he got sat up and curled his legs in to brace himself. He wrapped his arms around Yuri and let Yuri rock those hips on him. He felt Yuri's arms go around his shoulders and pull them closer. He could not get enough and continued to kiss Yuri. Holding him close and feeling the slight rock of those hips as he felt how tight and warm Yuri was on him.

Moaning he lifted Yuri off of him, hearing him groan and start to protest, he pushed him down on the bed and decided he wanted to test that flexibility he had seen on stage. He pushed Yuri's knees back and felt there was never going to be a give to them. He saw Yuri laugh back up at him and decided that was good enough. He had Yuri's leg almost pressed to the mattress when he angled back in over him, lining his cock back to his entrance he thrusted right in. He heard the deep moan come from Yuri and those legs wrapped around him immediately.

He could feel Yuri pull him back down into a deep kiss as he thrusted in and out of him. Yuri was moaning and arching his back up to where his cock was pressed between them.

"You look good under me Yura." he said between kisses. They stayed closely pressed and he started to thrust harder and harder. Yuri was moaning out and biting down on his neck and shoulder. He knew he had hit that spot when Yuri scratched down his back and he kept at it.

He could see Yuri tried to bring his hand between them to grab himself, "No Yura, you are just coming off my cock this time." and Yuri moaned and arched. Yuri was moaning louder the more he thrusted in abusing his prostate. The faces he would make were so sexy he could not take it. He leaned down kissing him quickly and felt the Yuri getting tighter around him. The harder he would thrust the tighter Yuri was getting. He knew Yuri was getting close. All a sudden he felt Yuri get so tight he could barely move but was able to get one last thrust when Yuri cried out and he felt Yuri's cock releasing on them as Yuri panted and cried out his name. Yuri was so tight he slowly pulled out and thrust one last time in and felt himself release deep in Yuri. Collapsing on top of Yuri he was panting heavy, feeling the mess between them and then Yuri's hand up in his hair.

They were covered in sweat and trying to breath. Carefully rolling off Yuri he could feel him curl into his side, resting his head on his chest.

Three months later…

He pulled up to Yuri's place and saw him out waiting on the step. He had gotten the Black Lightening restored and said he wanted to take Yuri out on it. What made it all more special, Yuri had come to the shop quite a bit as he was working on it. So Yuri got the see the 'rust bucket' turned into the beauty it was now.

He saw the smile on Yuri's face as he hopped off the step and ran over to him. Grabbing the new helmet he got for Yuri (orange with black leopard print), he watched the smile grow on Yuri's face as he slipped it on. He handed his backpack to Yuri and watched him slip it on. Once Yuri was seated behind him, his hands wrapped around his middle, they took off through the city. He knew the spot he wanted to take Yuri, it was out a bit from the city and took them almost an hour to get there.

About halfway through the ride, he had felt Yuri lean on him more and relax between his shoulder blades as they sped down the road. The further out he went, the less you saw buildings and neighborhoods till the finally got to where it was just open land and trees. He knew a little more and the river was there. He had found it one day when he was out trying to clear his head a couple years back and loved this place. It was quiet. He wanted to share this place with Yuri.

Pulling off the main road, he went down a side road that was lined with trees up and down shading everything around them. After a few miles he went turning off on a dirt road and carefully took it to the river side.

"Wow Beka, what is this place?'

"Found it a couple years back when I was out clearing my head on afternoon. One of my hiding places." He grabbed the bag off Yuri's shoulder and opened it up pulling out a small blanket to lay down.

"You are such a sap Beka."

Smiling back at Yuri, "Only when I have a reason to be." Leaning in he kissed Yuri and they sat on the blanket for a bit looking out over the water.

"Yura…"

"Hrm?"

Interlacing his fingers with Yuri's and holding his hand, he looked down where Yuri was laid out across the blanket and his head in his lap. Using his other hand, he started to push the strands of hair out of his face. He watched as Yuri turned his head and fixed those green eyes on him.

There was so much he wanted to say at that moment, how much the last few months meant to him, how much Yuri meant to him, how happy he was he was talked into going to the Peep Show that weekend… but all a sudden his mind went blank. Those green eyes staring at him as that golden hair framed his face across his lap. Any thoughts or words had escaped him. He just sat there like a dumb ass staring at Yuri.

"Beka?"

Shaking his head, "Sorry, I um… dammit forgot everything I was going to say."

Yuri squeezed his hand and chuckled. "You are too cute when you get all flustered Beka."

"Move in with me Yura." He said it quickly, and it was not something he had meant to just blurt out. He had an entire speech in his head he was going to give Yuri.

Yuri sat up and looked at him. "Beka, are you sure?"

He nodded. "Yes I am very sure. I mean, you already pretty much stay over as it is…"

He was not prepared when Yuri launched at him wrapping his arms around him, they both fell backwards as Yuri crushed his mouth to him. He could feel Yuri settle on top of him, kissing him deeply and straddling his hips.

Finally when the kiss broke, he could look up and see Yuri with the clouds and sun behind his head. It was all too perfect. He never thought he would have this in his life.

"So is that a yes?"

"That's a hells yes Beka."

Thank you for sticking through my unbetad work here - yes my grammar needs work, but oh well! You get the idea! I am on Tumblr as Phaytesworld - there will be a spin off to this - The Victuuri Version! We will go back ten years to how this all started! Keep a look out!