Yuri on Ice Vignettes

Neck ache

Viktor wheeled their suitcases up the walk. He kept looking at his husband. Yuuri was rubbing his neck again. As they reached the door, he asked:

"Are you ok, baby?"

"Yeah, Viktor…It's just my neck pillow leaked on the plane."

"Then my baby needs Viktor's Special Massage."

After all this time, Yuuri still got shy when Viktor acted sexy. He blushed and gave his husband a cheek kiss. Viktor finally opened the door. Viktor stepped in first to stop their dog baby from jumping on Yuuri. Viktor got over the possibility that his pet had switched loyalties to Yuuri. Not that he could blame him. He loved Yuuri too.

In a few minutes Viktor calmed Makkachin, rolled in the suitcases, and locked the door for the night. Then he had Yuuri sit backwards in a chair. Yuuri instantly felt better. Viktor excused himself with a cheek kiss. He came back in a minute with the oil. Viktor gently removed Yuuri's shirt and he warmed some oil.

"Ok baby I'm ready."

Yuuri hummed his assent. Viktor smoothed on the oil and began rubbing. Yuuri moaned. Viktor's long fingers dug into his skin. Viktor found a knot and worked it out.

"Oooh Viktor right there."

Viktor pressed on the knots until they released. Yuuri groaned like he was having great sex. The top half of his body was getting loose. Viktor's fingers were magic. He stroked his shoulders and gradually moved down his arms and pressed into his hands. "Aaahhh." Viktor felt Yuuri go limp.

"Better?"

"Inmm."

Yuuri got up and gave his husband a hot "thank you" kiss. Makkachin jumped on him now he was better. Yuuri knew how to really thank Viktor but food before sex. The five time gold medalist (Viktor) knew as well as the Olympic gold medalist (Yuuri) that exercise needs fuel. Rice omelets were quickly made and eaten. The dog shooed to his bed and Viktor eagerly followed Yuuri to theirs.

We kissed for an hour

Viktor and Chris sat at the bar. The two have been friends for more than ten years and told each other everything.

"You two seriously haven't done it yet?" Asked Chris.

"Yuuri wanted to save himself for the wedding night." Viktor had a soft look on his face.

"How sweet." Said Chris, dripping with sarcasm.

"I love him."

Chris rolled his eyes.

"Wait until you fall in love."

"Sure." Chris conceded. "I don't know how you held out so long?"

"At first it was easy. I confessed a month before the final because he was talking about breaking up again. It took a week to convince him I meant it. Then we were so busy."

Chris nodded his head. He was a witness to much of the public drama and news events.

"How the media ate it up. Yuuri won silver because of universal love and took gold by a wide margin because of romantic love."

"Yes." Agreed Viktor.

"You didn't miss a trick, proposing at the banquet. In front of the whole world."

"Yuuri was so beautiful at that moment."

"He was all red faced from the tears of joy."

"Yeah." Viktor got all sappy from the memory.

"The picture of the diamond ring was on the cover of every online newspaper within an hour." Chris paused and continued: "I can't believe you didn't nail him that night."

"We kissed for an hour instead." Viktor had the dopey look again.

"Lord…I do get it though. The Olympics came up right after and the exhibition shows were pushed off to March. But come April, you guys both were officially retired…"

"Because I love him."

"Well it's finally June and the wedding night is only a week away. But still…"

"I know…Well, even Yuuri admits that if the wedding was going to be in the autumn or later, he would have surrendered." Viktor thought for a bit and said: "Truthfully there has been some close calls but the clothes have stayed on."

"You are telling me, you guys haven't even rubbed one out together?"

Viktor was going to reply in the negative as Yuuri truly wanted to be as pure as possible for the big night. The bathroom has gotten a lot of use lately. Neither man saw two angry hands reach out and clunk their heads together, Stooges style.

"Ouchie!" They said in unison. The guilty pair looked sheepishly at a very angry Yuuri, his arms folded.

"What have you two assholes been talking about?" Said Yuuri in a heated whisper as he shot daggers at them both.

"Honey, sweetie, baby it was just some locker room talk…" Viktor trailed off lamely as Yuuri has been in as many locker rooms as Viktor and Chris. The three of them knew sex was never talked about where any one can hear. That's when it sunk in. They were at the wedding rehearsal dinner. A short distance away was their parents and innocent children.

"My bad, Yuuri. I egged him on." Said Chris.

"I can believe that." Said Yuuri and he eyed Viktor.

"Sorry baby. After ten years of spilling every detail of our sex lives…"

"Ends today!"

"Yes Yuuri." Said Viktor. Yuuri sighed.

"Well come to think of it…I doubt you two could really keep that promise, so…"

Chris and Viktor looked hopeful and Yuuri sighed again.

"Fine you can talk about it…" Yuuri planted a glare on his husband to be. "But not in detail…" Viktor nodded dutifully. The glare shifted to Chris. "And think about your surroundings. What if a reporter heard?"

"Ok Yuuri." Said Chris.

"Well, if I'm going to be honest…I spilled to Phichit about our make out session from the other day…"

"Darling you are just as perverted." Said Viktor.

"Hardly…Oh! I almost forgot. Mother wanted to talk to us. And Chris, Mari wanted to see you."

"Fine."

The trio split up and as the whole room saw the spat, Viktor had to spin it without spilling anything. Though most of the adults guessed what happened. Yuuri reputation among their friends and family improved, Viktor's fell a lot, but the people who thought Chris was a trouble making pervert, still thought he was a trouble making pervert.

Minami-kun

Minami fixed his blond and red hair. He made sure his teeth had no stuff in between them. His breath smelled good. Viktor asked him to wear his costume. He hoped it wasn't too obviously copied from Yuuri's prince one. Minami couldn't help himself. He watched the exhibition skate too and imagined himself skating with Yuuri. It's been months since then. Yuuri became a National hero when he won gold at the Olympics. They finally come home and started their coaching business. The Nishigori family arranged for them to teach at Ice Castle Hasetsu until they can rent or buy an ice rink of their own. Minami was their first client. He was staying at Yu-topia in hopes of running into Yuuri. But they were renting an apartment nearby. A bit of reality stabbed Minami as the newlyweds needed privacy. Also, the Katsuki family was full of stories about the wedding, the parts the media didn't know. Minami tried to not feel jealous at the many intimate pictures of Yuuri and Viktor lost in each other. It made his eyes hurt.

Minami walked down to the ice rink reminding himself with each step: "He's married! He's married to Viktor! His new name is Mr. Nikiforov! I should call him Coach Nikiforov!" Then he started to run to keep from being late. Viktor hates that.

Minami arrived and Yuko greeted him. He quickly put on his skates and went rink side. There was a few locals getting selfies with the gold medalists. Yuuri noticed him and came forward to give him a hug in greeting. Minami willed himself to not get hard. Yuuri smelled so good and his skin looked all aglow. But now his eyes weren't on him but on his husband and there was that loving look of adoration. Viktor put is left arm around his husband's waist and Yuuri slipped naturally into place. Minami felt reality slap him in the face. They were lovers. People so familiar with the other's body that the movement was seamless.

Yuko brought Victor the video camera and shooed the fans away. They had school.

Viktor asked Minami to show them the routine he was having trouble with. Minami placed his IPhone in the speakers and when he was ready Viktor played the music. He kicked off and began to skate his program. Midway through it happened again. Minami attempted his spin and landed on his butt. He didn't have to lie that he was having trouble with it just to see Yuuri. And it was true that his coach suggested he visit the master of spins and steps.

Viktor couldn't see what was wrong but Yuuri did.

"Minami-kun, wait there." Said Yuuri.

Yuuri dashed off to put on his skates and joined Minami on the ice. He had him do the spin again, he flubbed it again but this time Yuuri caught him. Minami held him about the neck. That's when it happened. Yuuri's beautiful face, his warm brown eyes, his sweet smile was all too close. Minami lost his mind, forgot his husband was just over there and puckered up to kiss him. Minami dreamed of getting his first kiss from Yuuri but it should have remained a dream. In shock, Yuuri dropped him and he once again landed on his sore butt. He couldn't bear to look at him and turned away. Only to face the glare of an angry Viktor.

Ashamed Minami curled up into a ball and cried. A nervous Yuuri tried to console him from where he stood. Minami began to babble:

"Oh I'm a disgusting and shameless! I love a married man! I'm such an idiot! Yuuri would never look at meeee! He loves Viktor! Waaaaa!"

Viktor changed into his skates and came to their side. He ordered Minami to stand up. It was the voice of authority and he immediately stopped crying and stood at attention. He tried to apologize but Viktor waved it away.

"I will be your instructor now." Said Viktor and turned to Yuuri to explain what he was doing wrong. Viktor understood and manipulated Minami's body to the correct position. It was an adjustment of only a few centimeters which is why the even the most experienced skaters missed it. But Yuuri spent most of his career perfecting spins, his main source of technical scores in his pre-Viktor days. After a few more tries, he did the spin without falling. Viktor ordered him to keep doing it until the new move felt natural.

After Minami was satisfied with the spin, they had a break. He apologized to Yuuri.

"No Minami-kun, it's ok. I'm flattered of course…"

"No Yuuri, I mean Mr. Nikiforov, I've always known. There was always a beautiful affection between you two. I'm just so sorry. I was so stupid."

"I know there is someone out there for you…"

"No stop Mr. Nikiforov. You don't have to say anything. I'll go home."

Viktor interrupted. "I can't allow that."

"Huh? I was so sure you would want me to leave after I tried to hit on your husband!"

Yuuri and Viktor exchanged a knowing look.

"You paid for a whole week of instruction and your routine needs work." Said Viktor.

"Just a few tweaks here and there." Said Yuuri.

"I think we should switch the step sequence to after the triple toe loop."

"Agreed. It would look a lot smoother that way."

"Also we need to find you a better costume, that color is all wrong."

And so the professionals picked apart his routine, making small adjustments everywhere.

The week went by quickly and Minami had no more time to think of love as The Nikiforov's worked him hard. He returned to his coach's side, older, wiser, and with a sharper routine.

Toasts

Viktor floated in the hotel pool. He contemplated on the meaning of life and love. Before Yuuri he was sure he experienced both. Now he knew. He knew that one never truly lives until he falls in love. Not the fly by night type of love but the type that gets printed on one's soul. And they meet again and again throughout time. The "I've met my soulmate" kind of love.

Viktor's beautiful thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Chris.

Chris got into the pool with his best friend of ten years. Somehow the two never hooked up but talked endlessly about sex whenever they got together. Chris didn't bother to ask Viktor about his nonexistent sex life, Viktor worshipped the ground Yuuri walked on and didn't want to "ruin" him. At least not until their union was sanctified by God. Preferably legally and in a church. Chris rolled his eyes at the former playboy.

"Never mind, help me take some sexy pictures."

"Who is it this time?"

"Coach hired this hot new assistant. I want to grab his attention."

Viktor grinned and shook his head. Chris did various poses and they got very silly. Viktor sent one of the pair of them to Yuuri's phone.

Finally, they opened the champagne, followed by toasts. They toasted everything under the sun. Then Chris said:

"To Yuuri Katsuki's butt!"

Viktor only paused for a moment before grinning and saluting his sexy butt.

"To the day it and all of Yuuri, will be mine."

Chris chuckled softly to himself. His friend really had it bad.

"Just promise me one thing."

"What?"

"Invite me to the wedding."

"You're already marked down as my best man."

They chuckled and clinked glasses.

ceo

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