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indecisive-blob · 4 months
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If we had gotten a season two...
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blended-ice · 1 year
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winter selfie with the family! ❄️
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Found Family Tournament Round 2 Part 1 Group 5
Propaganda and further images under the cut
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Sk8 Fam: Reki Kyan, Langa Hasegawa, Miya Chinen, Joe, Cherry Blossom, Shadow
Podium Family: Yuuri Katsuki, Yuri Plisetsky, Victor Nikiforov
Sk8 Fam:
Sorry, I got no propaganda for them yet :(
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Podium Family:
Sorry, I got no propaganda for them yet :(
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hikarry · 1 year
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Yuri on Ice Discord Server
Hey guys, check out our Yuri on Ice discord server! We run events sometimes and are planning a watch party soon!
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dearvitya · 1 year
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cutest thing i own!!! 🥹
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big-dick-garfield · 1 year
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Yuuri at one point in Russia was definitely like Let Me Be The Irresponsible One and took Yurio on the most feral night out to shut him up about
“lying about wild college days”
and that Yuuri “is a pussy” and here are the things that happen in no particular order:
1. Get in a bar fight
2. Hid in a full skip because the guy they stole some shoes off of had a knife and chased them down the street
3. Both got White Girl Wasted
4. Yurio getting hit on and not knowing what to do
5. Get into a brawl alongside the ice hockey team for solidarity of ice sports (they were in the wrong)
6. Victor driving the streets of Russia at 330 in the morning because both Yuuris forgot that when you tell someone where you are, you’re supposed to stay there
7. Both wore bad drag disguises half way through the night bc yurio kept getting recognised and not let into clubs
8. Shoe man found them again in another club so they ran away again but this time shoe man had friends so they go along with their drag aliases for until their voices were irreparable.
9. Yurio got a tattoo of a badly drawn cat face in the back of a bar (Yuuri didnt know where he was and was trying to find him.. hes a bad influence but not THAT bad )
10. Yuuri got a traffic cone stuck on his foot because he wanted to be a pirate and cried bc he thought hed never skate again- yurio laughed
11. Yurio crying because Shoe Mans shoes didnt fit, yuuri got his revenge and laughed. They kept one shoe each as an I Survived trophy
12. Victor found them drunk practicing one of victors programmes on a roof and they all went home and never spoke of the night again goodnight
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fandomsimnation · 5 months
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rebrand update
hi i'm back, introducing the Podium Family from Yuri!!! On Ice
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pheobia · 8 months
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Songs I think the podium fam would skate to
Yuuri: Swan Lake, Op. 20, Act II: No.10 - Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky
The archer - taylor swift
And before he retires i feel like he would def skate to Long Live - t swift
What was I made for? - Billie Eilish
Viktor:
What was I made for? - Billie Eilish
Young and beautiful - lana del rey
The lucky one - t swift
Numb Little Bug - Em Beihold (maybe instrumental version?)
Yuri:
Gladiator - Jann
Once upon a december - Liz Callaway
Bloody mary - lady gaga (instrumental)
Applause - lady gaga
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itsbeahoney · 1 year
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victuuri/podiumfam headcanon:
podium fam are either sickeningly sappy [ie hugging, kissing yurio's temple, etc]
or people are concerned when they see the three of them out bc yurio's kicking and screaming while the other two are sappy as fuck.
(yes this is so so so late sorry I thought my inbox was empty TT)
I live for Yurio and his "disgust" toward victuuri to hide the fact that he's actually very happy for them. but he would NEVER tell them that, of course lol
I also think Yurio has his vulnerable moments, where he sinks into a hug w Victor or Yuuri and he enjoys it for a few moments ...
... until he pulls away and Yuuri's teasing him about how docile he's being, which pulls an angry red flush to his face bc HE’S THE ICE TIGER OF RUSSIA, DAMNIT!!
Thinking...
The three of them getting brunch together, and when Victor does something heartwarmingly domestic for Yuuri (ie wiping a crumb off his chin w his thumb, maybe lingering a bit too long), Yurio lets out the most dramatic, exasperated groan, drawing eyes from the surrounding tables.
Victor and Yuuri getting so used to Yurio's mean comments, knowing Yurio is all bark and no bite (only off the ice of course; he's still their greatest competition), and responding to all of Yurio's jabs as if he gave them a real, genuine compliment. Like when Victor kisses Yuuri on the cheek as he hands him his water bottle, and Yurio says, "You old geezers are so disgusting!," Victor dons a smile and says, "Aw, thanks Yurio!"
Not my original headcanon but I'm obsessed with the concept of Yuuri and Yuri being distinguished by being calling Katsuki Yuuri "Victor's Yuuri." That is, until "Victor's Yuuri" starts feeling too long to say, and Victor starts using Russian nicknames for the name "Yuri" (Yurichka, etc.) for HIS Yuuri, and holy shit this is so confusing, we're ALL calling Plisetsky "Yurio" now. Yurio’s metaphorical cat tail is whipping furiously. 
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sleepysparkyandshy · 1 year
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Podium family
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Yura: So does anyone have any healthy stress outlets?
Viktor: Screaming.
Jace: Violence.
Yuri: Tea.
Andy: Also violence.
Yura: ...Okay, so we've got tea.
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Yuri: Bye now, don't forget to eat the lunch I packed for you.
Andy: Don't talk to strangers.
Yura: If anything happens, just call and we'll come pick you up.
Viktor: Don't get lost, be careful, okay?
Jace: ...I-I'm just going to the library, though.
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Yura: I'm gonna do it.
Yuri: Yura, I swear to god. Don't do it again.
Andy: Do what again?
Yuri: A variety pack?
Yura: YES SO I WON'T BE EATING SAWDUST BY THE TIME I GET TO THE FORTIETH.
Viktor: The nacho cheese ones are the only good ones.
Yura: No I like the cool ranch and the sweet spicy chili ones too!!
Yuri: I guess it's better than 50 bags of nacho cheese Doritos.
Yura: I WILL DO THE FIFTY DORITO CHALLENGE AGAIN.
Andy:
Yura: Ok so when I was 16...I bought 50 bags of Doritos. Because I love them. And I ate all of the bags. And by the time I was like halfway done I wanted to die.
Andy: How quickly did you eat them all?!
Yura: Over like a week.
Andy: Holy fuck. That's. A lot of Doritos in one week.
Yuri: Yura, Don't fucking do it.
Yura: I'll do what I want, Yuri. 40 bags for $20! That's a steal!
Viktor: You've got a point, there.
Yuri: I admire your tenacity but you gotta cool it.
Yura: Ok so what if I buy it. And I don't. Eat all of them in one week.
Andy: You should do that. Don't eat them all in one week.
Jace: Oh my god I fucking remember the Doritos thing.
Jace: Yura, if you're gonna buy them just don't eat them all in one week.
Yura: ...So one day is fine.
Everyone else: NO.
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Jace: Good responses to being stabbed with a knife?
Viktor: Rude.
Andy: That's fair.
Yuri: Not again.
Yura: Are you going to want this back?
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Yuri: What did you guys get in your yearbook?
Viktor: 'Prettiest Smile'
Andy: 'Nicest Personality'
Yura: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'
Jace: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'
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ravenstakeflight · 2 years
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body heat
Yuuri pushes off the wall, closing his eyes and letting his feet guide him around the empty rink. He picks up speed, some part of his brain calling for a jump and his body responding subconsciously, and with the flick of a toe pick launches into a clean double axel. He skates around for a bit, feeling the music playing in his ear buds out.
It was nice to just... be on the ice, no obligation, no screaming fans, just a soft instrumental and the familiar scraping of the blades against the ice. Yuuri lets himself spin on one foot, then the other, lazily twizzling around the edges as his music fades into a single high violin, and the high E ends with his arms wrapped around himself.
In the silence echoing in his head, he hears someone else's skates scrape up slowly behind him, before a familiar pair of arms wrap themselves around him. A nose buries itself between his shoulder blades, and Yuuri can smell the familiar pine-ash-cat-cinnamon scent. He smiles, content, and leans into the blond's arms.
"Hello, Yurio," he turns around. "Where's-"
"The old man is coming, Katsudon," Yuri grumbles. The blond alpha shoves away from Yuuri with a flaming face, pointing a threatening a finger at Yuuri. "Don't mention that in front of him."
"Ay, I won't," Yuuri says, skating closer to his the pup - Yuri really isn't a pup anymore, he's almost at the age of presenting - and laces his fingers into the younger man's hand. "Come on, Yurio-kun, skate with me." He drags Yurio into a few laps around the rink. When Viktor joins them, the three men - two Russians and one Japanese, three champions - share a smile and come together. The ice was closed, it was everyone else's once-a-month day off, and so they were there alone.
"Ew, you guys, stop being so gross!" Yuri calls, every time Victor and Yuuri look at each other for more than two seconds.
"Yurio, we can be gross with you too!" Viktor exclaimed, his signature heart-shaped smile making its way into his face. He pushes off of Yuuri, who leans against the boards and watches his pup screech and skate away from Viktor. "Aw, Yuriiooooo, don't you love me?!"
"NO!"
Yuuri twitches. That-
"Vitya!" He calls. "I think- Can we go home?" As always, Viktor lights up when Yuuri calls their shared apartment home, but it's undercut with- "I think- Yurio, grab my skate bag please?"
His heat. Not early, he'd just lost track of the dates and the stress of moving to a new country, one where he barely knew the language... Clearly he'd lost track of the number of suppressants left. Yurio looks up, confused, and putz his skate guards on. He grabs Yuuri’s bag and the three leave the rink, locking it carefully behind them
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(Yuuri's heat nest was not in their bedroom, because he was very happily in a relationship and also very happily asexual; it was right next door, through the connecting bathroom. And it might not have been his favorite place to be - that place of honor would always belong to Viktor's arms, and the rink - but it was safe.)
But-
Yuuri paused. He looked around, heat clouding his vision. Alpha is somewhere outside, coming back in, he thinks, but hm. There is something just wrong in his nest.
"Alpha?" He called. "Where is..." Pup. "The pup?" Yuuri calls. He has a faint memory of a pup, tiny and blond, a pup who yelled and tore at everyone around him, seething but soaking in every scrap of affection offered to him.
Wait.
There! A scent, like sharp-ice and old pine, and Yuuri turned into the nest, nudging through the soft material. A scarf, a scarf, hidden under his Alpha's coat (ice and coffee and dog) and Yuuri pulled on it until it came free with a soft clink against the buckle of the coat. Yuuri rubbed his face in it, soaking up the scent of his pup and his mates, until a glass drops onto the floor, shattering the quiet Yuuri had managed to find.
And breaking his peace.
Because conventionally, a male omega's heat nest has something from him and his alpha. Only ever those two, because a mated omega's nest is one of the most sacred places in every den. An unmated male omega uses it to be vulnerable; disrupting a male omega’s sanctuary was tantamount to a declaration of war.
Except, of course, if that omega has a pup.
And this parental-pup-bond... Yuuri hadn't asked permission from his pup. Hadn't asked permission to use his pup's scent to soothe himself when his body overheated and his mind turned blank. He'd snuck the scarf away, he could remember now, squirrelling it into his pocket, then into Viktor's coat and into his nest. Yuuri didn't have his pup's permission to use his scent for comfort.
Yuri stares at the panicking omega, heat scent pervasive and strong in the air. That was-
That was his favorite scarf, the one he'd used for years, one of the few things he had gotten from his dedushka, and it was in Yuuri's heat nest. In the place he'd gone when he was desperate, when he could do nothing but scream. He'd used Yuri's scent, with his mate's, to help calm him. Yuuri-
The sweet smell of katsudon and cherries and jasmine in the room faded, becoming saltier and icky.
It was like Yuri was a part of their family, like the blond was his-
Yuri yelps as his scarf smacks him in the face.
"Take it!" Yuuri exclaims, blinking to hide away his tears. "Take it, and just- oof!" Yuri cuts the older skater off, tossing it back to him.
"Put it in your nest." He hesitates, before opening his mouth again. "... Can I come in?"
“W-what?”
”The nest, Mam- Katsudon!” Yuri says, wincing at the near-slip. "Can I joi-" He was answered when Yuuri leapt forward, grabbed him, and shoved him back into the nest, immediately wrapping himself around Yuri and nuzzling into his neck. "Oh." This...
This is good.
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fixation-central · 2 years
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fic rec monday!!
Yuuri Katsuki's Guide [by @quirmzi] is,,, a servant-Yuuri AU in which he's the one responsible for raising Yurio from birth. Yurio is still a tiny, unfettered demon of a two-year-old, and he's hilarious and amazing and I can see him growing into Yurio Plisetsky from canon and his,,, Issues.
Yuuri's narration is smooth and beautiful, just like his Eros skate actually, and... gods I just. This is beautiful. There's something effervescent about the way it shows what he does - both his openly-servant duties and the more... morally gray movements - and the duality of his actions is just written amazingly.
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blended-ice · 11 months
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Headcanon that when viktuuri get married yurio gifts them a basket that says “Congrats on your marriage. well’nt wishes”. The basket is filled with fruit and a wine bottle that’s been broken, the edges of it jagged and stabby. Viktor tries to eat the fruit and discovers that they’re all fake and made out of styrofoam. It’s one of the few, and one of the worst gifts they’ve ever received from yurio.
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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 18 Group 90
Propaganda and further pictures under the cut
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Mekatrio & Ayano: Ayano Tateyama, Tsubomi Kido, Kosuke Seto, Shuuya Kano
Podium Family: Yuuri Katsuki, Yuri Plisetsky, Victor Nikiforov
Submissions are still open!
Mekatrio & Ayano:
ayano's theory of happiness makes me want to cry
Podium Family:
Sorry, I got no propaganda for them yet :(
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problemwater · 1 year
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another tweet thread wahoo
me: sees one (1) yoi victuurio kinda art
me: hmmmmmmm but victuurio
mmmmmmmm still thinking abt them
pre-established victuuri and otayuri where the grand prix fam is hanging out at victuuris place n victuuri notice yurios more-than-a-little obvious staring before he fuckin passes out tipsy
meanwhile otabek being mischievous gives victuuri the last lil push they need to confront him abt his attraction to them, giving his blessing w a wink
as soon as everyone else has left victuuri scurry into action sitting one at each side of yurio on the couch
he wakes up blearily, asks why tf theyre sitting so fuckin close
they play dumb ofc, theyre not doing anything suspicious
definitely not
yuuri breaks the topic first
"we noticed you were staring at us a lot today"
yurio is suddenly painfully aware that he is stuck between them, the couch, and the coffee table. no escape route
his mouth is so, very dry as he claims he has no idea wtf they are talking abt
victor slides a hand gently on yurios hip, fingers playing slowly, gently toward his crotch
yurio bristles bc he's slowly coming to terms w the fact that he's Not asleep he's Not dreaming and it's the actual real victor and yuuri fucking??? seducing him??? rn???
yuuri's lips are so close to yurios ear, which yurio KNOWS is bright ass red by now
"a little bird tells us it isn't the first time, that you've 'stared' quite a few times"
yurio let out a sharp breath
"beka? he...?
... traitor"
victor chuckles, his hand inching even closer to its goal
victor leans in closer "well?"
the question made yurio tremble in anticipation, his hands clenched tightly in front of him
his brain rattled with questions, most of which along the lines of "holy shit why?"
he managed to get out the words "why now? what changed?"
victor responded
"nothing changed, really. it just finally seemed like an appropriate time"
yurio felt his hot breath against his ear, his fingers drawing soft lines around the now prominent bulge in his pants
yuuri chimed in "and we got 'beka's' blessing"
the two of them sounded ready to eat him alive, but still didn't move any further as yurio considered the offer
he's wanted, thought about, dreamed about something like this for so long it was hard to conceptualize the reality of it all, the warmth of the two bodies next to him driving it home
he wants this
so bad
"like hell id pass this up"
he Wanted to sound flippant and confident, but the words came out soft and desperate
the couples reaction was immediate, albeit slow and calculated
yuuri's lips finally made purchase on yurios neck, and victors hand finally
finally
touched his dick
yurio groaned at the attention, head falling to the side onto victors chest, exposing more flesh for yuuri, his legs tensing as he grinded up against victors hand
yuuris lips trailed across his neck to his collar bone, slowly, slowly making his way down yurios chest as he removed himself from his position on the couch, planting himself in front of yurio, between his legs, lifting his shirt to kiss down his torso, leaving small marks along
his path until finally reaching the top of his pants
he looked up at yurio as he rested his hands on the sides of his pants waistband, yurios face turning deeper red at the expression, the location of yuuris face
yuuri turns to victor, whose hand is still rubbing gently over the
bulge in yurios pants
victor responded by removing his hand, wriggling the arm between yurio and the couch, leading yurio to sit more forward so he could make his way onto victors lap
yurio was now closer to yuuri's face, and could feel victors erection against his lower back
yuuri carefully slipped his fingers under yurios waistbands, starting the slow and careful removal of yurios pants
yurio could hardly breathe as victor took up the position of kissing and marking yurios neck, hands playing across yurios chest, sliding his fingers across yurios
ribs, his collar bone, his nipples, earning sharp breaths every time he touched something sensitive
yuuri looked up at yurio as he pulled the pants past his dick, speeding up afterward so that yurios pants were fully removed, before situating himself between yurios thighs
the first gentle kiss to his inner thigh has yurio gasping, desperation overflowing
yuuri didnt make yurio wait too long, reaching up a hand to steady yurios dick before sliding his tongue up the length of it, giving it a few quick strokes before wrapping his lips around it
yurio let out a choppy moan as he was enveloped in wet heat
"isn't that nice?" victor chimed in, "you shouldnt look away, yura, he's so beautiful, itd be a shame to miss it"
yurio tilted his head back downward to watch as yuuri began sliding his lips up and down yurios dick
the sight was too much, especially as yuuri looked up to meet his gaze
"ughn, if... if you keep this up, I'm gonna..." he trailed off as yuuri swiped his tongue along the sensitive underside of his tip, hands clenching at air as he tried to hold onto his sanity
"I'm sure youll recover in no time" victor whispered against his ear, as he flicked his thumbs intently across yurios nipples, settling over them to rub small circles across them
yurio huffed a laugh, which broke into a soft moan again as he drew closer to release
everything all at once was just
so much, too much for him to handle and in no time at all he was coming, spilling into yuuris awaiting mouth
yuuri swallowed around yurios dick, before releasing him, sitting up higher, higher until he was face level with the two men in front of him, keeping sharp eye contact with yurio as he leaned in to kiss victor
yurio groaned, knowing full well that yuuri still had his cum in his mouth, and now victor did, too
their kiss, while deep, didn't linger, before yuuri turned to face yurio, leaning in just as a suggestion
yurio accepted, tilting his head just enough that their lips met, yuuri wasting no time sliding his tongue into yurios mouth, yurio lazily doing the same
yuuri broke away just enough to ask "how are you feeling?"
yurio almost barked his response "fuckin. amazing"
yuuri grinned, "eager for more?"
"fuck yes"
victor laughed an "I told u so" against yurios ear as yuuri closed the distance between himself and yurio again, making out deeper than before as his hands made their way into victors pants, grabbing the waistband and beginning to pull them down his legs
victor had to lift yurio
ever so slightly so that yuuri could maneuver his pants off, settling yurio back down on his bare legs, hard dick pressing directly against yurios back
yurio moaned into yuuris kiss as he was placed in victors bare lap, feeling the wetness against his back as victor dripped with excitement
and sure enough, he was already hard again
bless youth
while yuuri focused on making out with yurio, hands wandering to play at his chest, victor slid his hands down to yurios dick, giving it a few strokes as his other hand pressed further back to rub at his hole
yurio tensed at the first contact, a moan escaping him, before relaxing again, moving his legs slightly so that victor had a better angle
fuck he wanted this, has wanted this for so, so long. wanted victor inside him like nothing else
he whined, knowing hed have to wait a bit
victor took this as a sign to continue, releasing yurios dick to reach around yuuri, grabbing the small bottle in yuuris pocket theyd grabbed earlier, wasting no time at all opening it and squeezing the lube onto his fingers
yurio groaned this time as victor fingers returned to his hole, the cold liquid causing him to jump slightly
victor rubbed small circles around the opening before slipping his first finger in, slowly pushing all the way inside
yurio hummed a moan as the finger inside him slid in and out, a second joining it fairly soon, opening him
up
yurio was no virgin, and relaxed quickly around the digits, unable to control the grinding of his hips against victors hand
"ready?" victor asked
"please"
victor hummed, lifting yurio again, just enough to get his dick lined up underneath him
yurio leaned against him, angling
himself better as victor slowly lowered him down, both men moaning as victors dick was engulfed
yurios legs slowly met victors again, fully seated on his dick now and he let out a hard breath
holy fuck
this is real
victor is inside him
the reality crashed upon him, emotions
welling up to form tears
yuuri wiped the tears from yurios cheeks as they fell, knowing exactly what the feelings coursing through him were
he'd responded similarly his first time with victor
victor was slightly concerned, but could tell this was an emotional response, not pain
the three were still for a moment as yurio calmed down
"fuck" yurio whispered shakily
"fuck, its... im. im good, i just,"
yurio cut off so yuuri supplied a, "we know," sliding a hand through yurios hair to cradle his cheek
after another few calming breaths yurio said, much more confidently, "im good,"
this time the response was victor grabbing his waist firmly, lips back on yurios neck, as he gently lifted yurio up a bit
yurio gasped as he slid back down, victors dick rubbing along his insides
victor let out another moan, "you feel so good, yuri"
hearing his name—his actual proper name—from victor, here and now, sent shivers down his back, all the way down to his dick
he moaned as yuuri wrapped his hand around him, stroking along his dick steadily
victor started a decent pace of raising and lowering yurio along his dick
yurio was overwhelmed, pleasure rocking through him as the two men he'd wanted for years ravaged him
and he wanted more
"more... more, I want." he didn't know what to say, what he wanted even, "want both of you" he wasnt sure what he meant by it, but he knew he wanted /something/ more than he was getting
victor and yuuri shared a glance, both forming their own ideas about what he'd meant
"next time, yuri, next time" yuuri responds, finally
"yeah... yeah," yurio could hardly process the promise of a next time, that this could happen again, would happen again
yuuri finally got around to pulling his own pants down, removing them before repositioning himself in front of yurio, lining himself up so that he could stroke both of them together
"we should... lay down, perhaps" victor suggested, arms getting tired and desire taking over
he couldn't move nearly as much as he'd like, after all
he led the other two to lay across the couch, taking up position behind yurio again
"much better," victor said, sliding back in and starting to thrust more fervently than before
yurio moaned, now sandwiched between the two
feeling so, so good
he was struggling to hold on, he wanted this to last so much longer but he is so close to coming, so close
he couldn't control his body as he tried to simultaneously buck into yuuris hand and push back against victors thrusts
"h,,, harder" he cried, desperate for it
the two obliged, stroking and fucking into him harder, faster than before, chasing their own orgasms as they worked toward yurios
it didn't take much longer before yurio lost control, coming across yuuris abdomen
he cried out as the stimulation became too much very quickly
victor pulled away, grabbing himself, stroking fast as he was close himself
victor came next, then yuuri
they laid there heaving, energy spent
eventually victor stood up, disappeared just long enough to grab a towel
cleaned them all up and just laid down against the other two
they fell asleep together, excited for future developments
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samdecors · 1 year
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Width – 61 cms, Depth – 45 cms, Height – 123 cms. Material – Engineered Wood, Laminated Board. Colour – Two-Tone, Walnut-White.
This podium/lectern made from laminated board engineered wood is ideal for all stage events like meetings, conferences, lectures, functions, etc. It has an open shelf which provides ample storage for all types of important documents or small electronic items like a mic.
Ideal for schools, offices, auditoriums, etc for lectures, presentations, conferences, speeches, etc. Flat top provides ease and convenience of reading during lectures, debates, extempore, etc.
Any differentiation in colour is part of the natural occurrence, and any irregularity in the wood is its inherent characteristic. Wood generally moves with changes in atmosphere and room temperature, some movement of the wood is natural & should be expected, this should not be taken as a defect.
Sales Package/Included Components – One piece of wooden podium/lectern.
Free shipping all across India*. Dispatch in 4-6 days directly from the factory outlet.
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