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Prompt Post 1

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Names:
-Yuuri Katsuki
-Victor Nikiforov
-Yuri Plisetsky
-Seung Gil Lee
-Emil Nekola
-Otabek Altin
-Georgi Popovich
-Cristophe Giacometti
-Guang-Hong Il
-Jean-Jacques Leroy
-Phichit Chulanont
-Michele Crispino
-Kenjiro Minami
-Leo De La Iglesia

-Toshiya Katsuki, Hiroko Katsuki, Mari Katsuki
-Takeshi Nishigori, Yuko Nishigori, Axel / Lutz / Loop Nishigori
-Minako
-Hisashi Morooka
-Yakov Feltsman
-Celestino Cialdini
-Mira Babicheva
-Lilia Baranovskaya
-Sara Crispino
-Kolya Plisetsky


Ao3 collection:
https://archiveofourown.org/collections/YuriOnIceKink

Yuri Plisetsky/Yuuri Katsuki, Kenjiro Minami/Yuuri Katsuki - fanboy competition

(Anonymous) 2017-05-06 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Yuuri ends up at a banquet where Yuri and Minami passionately argue about his career.

Bonus 1: Yuri outs himself as a fan by accident because Minami is wrong and he has to set the record straight

Bonus 2: The competition suddenly veers into one about who could satisfy Yuuri best (embarrassingly for Yuuri, Yuri and Minami have overheard enough to know him that well)

Bonus 3: Victor doesn't intervene

Re: Yuri Plisetsky/Yuuri Katsuki, Kenjiro Minami/Yuuri Katsuki - fanboy competition

(Anonymous) 2017-05-26 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Ack, I love this idea!!!!

Yuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky - rimming

(Anonymous) 2017-05-06 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Preference for bottom!Yuri or switching.

Re: Yuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky - rimming

(Anonymous) 2017-05-15 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
> "Yuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky"
> "preference for bottom!Yuri"

I would like to request clarification.

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Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky drunk shenanigans

(Anonymous) 2017-05-06 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuri tries to keep up with Victor and Yuuri and gets dragged into their drunken stripping games.

(Future fic or aged up scenarios are fine)

Phyrrus Game [1/2]

(Anonymous) 2017-06-13 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
HEY THERE OP, how about drunken stripping dance games? Going with a future fic scenario, several years after the series. Everyone's of age here.




"Nuh-uh! That's a penalty!"


Yuri gives in and lets him whip the belt off, too. It's like his coordination somehow got better with every shot he's taken. A flick of the thumb, a snap of the wrist, and the studded belt slips out as if it's been trained. Over on the sofa, Victor applauds this little stunt.


"Bravo! Bravo!" And a wolf whistle as Yuuri takes the steel-capped end of the belt and tips Yuri's chin upwards with it. Even glazed over by a whole shitload of rum, his eyes are shockingly clear. The bastard. Penalty, he says, penalty, penalty -- enough with the goddamn penalties. He's down to just his pants and running out of clothes to sacrifice to this idiotic game. Yuri grits his teeth and turns his head aside. This shit's getting dangerous.


"You're not supp--" --for a second, Yuuri's tongue gets away from him-- "--supposed to fight it. You gotta go with the flow," he tells Yuri, punctuating this bit with a roll of their hips. "The floooooooow."


"Better listen to Yuuri," Victor crows. "Or you're gonna lose."


"Boop," Yuuri says, and taps him on the nose with the belt. Victor snorts like this is the funniest thing he's ever seen.


"It's just a stupid TV show! Do you seriously give that much of a shit?" It's a publicity stunt, nothing more.


Yuuri dips him. Actually fucking throws the belt down, swings his arm around Yuri's waist, and just. Drops him. The room reels, and thanks to the booze, keeps on reeling even after his body's already stopped.


"We'll be watching you." Yuuri's too present in his space, hair half raked to his scalp in odd places. His breath reeks of rum. Yuri can feel it clouding on his skin. "So you'd better make us proud."


"Yuuri. He's going to fall," Victor says. Yuri thinks he feels Yuuri lower him to the ground. He blinks up at the spinning ceiling, while somewhere beside him Victor curls himself around Yuuri. "But he's right, you know. It's about artistic pride."


Yuri thinks about swearing at him. Where did the belt go?


"On or off the ice, you're still dancing for us." Yuuri lays something smooth and cool to the arch of his sternum. Oh. That's where it went. Giggling to himself --almost snorting again, and ain't that a scoop-- Victor strips off one of Yuri's socks.


"Penalty! Yay!"


"Yeah. 'cuz. It's about partnership. And communication." Tap. Tap. Stroke. Up each notch of bone and along the dip of his throat. "Gotta learn how to follow before ya try to lead." Yuuri smiles. "You got goosebumps."


"I'm fucking cold."


"Cursing penalty!" So Victor swipes his remaining sock. "It's easy! We'll show you."


They should be stumbling. True, their feet are a little unsteady, but Victor's gaze is locked on Yuuri, and Yuuri is all over sharp concentration. His hand braced on Victor's waist guides him, leads him through step, step, turn, a sweep, step step-- some kind of leaning movement, where the whole of Victor's weight is resting in his hands, leg over his hip. Victor's breathing comes heavy as Yuuri cups his hand to the shape of his thigh. He whimpers; frankly, it's more self-control than Yuri expected of him. But Yuuri laughs and gives him the hip roll treatment, Victor trapped in his grasp in that way that strains at his seams. Another whine.


"Yuuri..."


"Penalty for Victor." He helps Victor back to steady footing and slips his finger into the waist of his pants, right up against the back of the button. "Pin pon!" And flicks it open. Victor watches in a daze.


"That's not dancing," Yuri reminds them, because someone here has to. "That's just plain fucking foreplay." Victor lets his head loll into his shoulder to watch Yuri mildly, sideways.


"Oh." He seems somewhat detached. "I guess. Is that bad?" Yuuri lowers him carefully onto the sofa. (Victor steals a caress of his face on the way down, fingertips lingering on his jaw; His body can't seem to keep up with its circumstances.)


"Only if you don't want to be seduced." Yuuri's eyes fall upon the belt. Yuri can't help that his own follow. "Wanna dance, Yurio?"


"...I don't remember what we mean anymore." The light reflecting off the metal is burning white. Whose stupid idea was it to keep the overhead lights on, anyway?


The old belt used to be this crappy thing, made out of fake leather. He got it back before that time he followed Victor to Kyushu, back before this whole mess started. Shit, he'd loved that belt. The studs started falling off a few years ago. Then Yuuri found him this one. Thick. Sturdy. Three and a half, maybe four centimeters wide. Coated plastic starts to peel -- but not the real stuff, silver or steel. Can't have been cheap. All leather breaks in eventually, so maybe it's a good thing he hasn't worn it so much. Because it's stiff when Yuuri wraps it around the small of his back.


"Back straight," Yuuri tells him. "Shoulders down." Victor is toying with himself through his clothing, tip of his middle finger drawing loose curls around his open fly. His breath starts. Once again that dizzy feeling washes over Yuri. Until pork fat slaps the metal-wrapped tip against his stomach, shocking him back into his own body.


"Fuck! What was--"


"You're distracted!" Victor rolls a palm over himself as Yuuri fucking berates him. Just figures. "Now, stand closer. You should be touching me." A jerk of the belt and he's stumbling forward. When he lands, he's chest to chest to belly to belly to hip with Yuuri, and his pulse is beating against his own gut like something physical. And Yuuri's going to know. But Yuuri draws the belt up along his spine. "So you can feel the way I'm moving."


Shit, can he feel the way Yuuri's moving. He can feel the way Yuuri leans into him, and the way his muscles shift as he lowers the belt back down to waist level and adjusts his grip. Now there's no escape. Victor's just eating this shit up, pushing down against the fly, curling his fingers up and under to work at himself beneath the seam. Yuuri shimmies their hips together with a wink for Victor and a blown kiss. Yuri holds on to his shoulders for dear life.


Bound in place like that, he lets Yuuri step them backwards. And again. And a turn of some kind or another, his feet won't let him keep up. Each motion, invisible to the eye, courses through him like it's his body that's hooked up to Yuuri's neural impulses.


"Told you. It's way, way easier if you, um," and here Yuuri stops to blink away the fog of his drinks catching up with him, "If you listen to your partner's body." He strokes one of Yuri's wrists, still slung tight over his shoulder. "You're supposed to hold my hand, too." So Yuuri puts him through his paces again, the right way, apparently. He even gathers up the ends of the belt in the hand on his waist, just to keep form. As if any of this shit matters. Yuri could call him out on it. But Yuuri starts humming, something slow and melancholy sounding. So he lays his head on Yuuri's shoulder and lets him wear out his stupid Gene Kelly spiel. All to the sultry sounds of Victor half jerking himself off.


It happens before he actually realizes it: Yuuri pulls him back towards the sofa and falls hard into place beside Victor. Yuri collapses into his lap, saved from smashing Yuuri's drunk ass by a quick reflexive grip on the backrest.


"Ha," Yuri breathes out. Got him. "Looks like I won this rou--" and Yuuri swallows the boast right from his lips, the bastard. He's far gone in his drunkenness and in whatever stupor the music's put him into, because he tries coaxing Yuri inside of him. He gives a little pressure, just enough to get him good and hungry, enough to bait him; when Yuri makes to return the favor he draws back, and suddenly it's Yuri who's bearing down on him, hoarse-throated because that's such god damn foul play.


A hand on Yuuri's cheek wrests him away and to Victor's lips. Yuuri obliges, kissing him open-mouthed and unreserved. Something in Yuuri's body unwinds under Victor's touch, Yuri notices. Something that coils tight in Yuri's -- so he sinks his teeth into Yuuri's ear because somebody here has to remind the stupid slab of pork fat to finish what he started. Sure as hell isn't going to be Victor.


Yuuri gasps. Yuri figures he may as well go two for two-- and shoves the heel of his hand between Victor's legs, too. Talk about instant gratification. Victor goes rigid and the sound that comes out of him shatters in the air, heart barely catching up with body. His eyelashes beat total arrhythmia against Yuuri's skin. Heh. Got him good.


"Yurio--" Victor's voice dies off as Yuri grinds his palm in again. The burn can't be hurting Victor nearly as much as that hard-on he's got. His hold on Yuuri is slipping; it's always been way too easy to distract him. Victor curls tight to Yuuri's side, shuddering with each mouthful of air. Yuuri watches, sleepiness in his gaze warring with surprise.


"Oh," he says, finally. "I think that's a penalty, too."


Can't say Yuuri doesn't know how to keep his audience on his toes, though. This latest offense is apparently too egregious for a little old thing like a stripping. No. This time, Yuuri gets creative. The belt, dismissed from posture duty, gets re-purposed around his throat. Not tight or anything, but. Well. Yuuri tips Yuri's chin up to bare as much of his neck as he can. He's able to get about three turns in before latching it shut. Which means good coverage -- Yuri's locked in collarbone to carotid. He can't move without embedding reinforced leather in his skin.


It can't be an accident.


Yuuri combs his fingers through Yuri's hair, sweeping it back off his neck and shoulders. He makes a big, long deal out of it, too, something about the way the ends curl heavy and smooth on Yuri's skin. Yuuri twists it into a thick coil up the back of Yuri's skull-- and examines the line of his silhouette. Asshole.


"Elegant," Yuuri decides, and kisses him again. And again. And again, until they find themselves sliding to the floor, Yuuri kissing his way along Yuri's stomach. He commits himself to it like he's entranced by the feel of Yuri's skin under his tongue, with sweeps and curls with the flat and the blade in some steady rhythm. Yuri watches the ceiling lights sway from the rum in his blood, wrists crossed above his head. Yuuri's mouth is yielding on him, lips molding to ridge of rib, crest of hip, plain of belly-- and the air that much colder without his touch. Yuri sighs and rolls his body to follow-- any of him-- all of him.


And then Yuuri falters. His teeth stutter at Yuri's navel and he raises his head to see: Victor wrapped around Yuuri from behind, raising Yuuri's knuckles to his lips for a kiss. Without a word he rests his temple against Yuuri's wild hair. After all these years, it's still pretty fucking flooring to see them like this; a connection so visceral it twists his heart's sinews. The splay of Victor's hand on Yuuri's chest. Yuuri's ease in his arms. Victor's hands wander the topography of who he's become, all softness around the waist and a spray of dark hair between his breasts.


"I missed you," Victor says.


"Please don't squeeze that," Yuuri replies.


Yuuri puts him on his front, curled over with his legs bent under him and his arms braced on the carpet.


"Look." Yuuri twists his hair again, pulling it away from his neck. There's a pinprick of pressure on the belt wrapping bearing down on his spine.


"Ooh." And then a snort. "I think it looks better like this." Yuuri laughs, because he's a fucking stool pigeon when it comes to Victor. Yuri tries to slap them, but thanks to somebody's human pretzel project, he can't see for shit. Mostly he ends up swiping his hand at empty air.


"I know you have more fashionable belts. What about that nice belt with the gold buckle? You should wear it more." Victor's voice bubbles with mirth beyond Yuri's line of sight. Now he's just being an ass. Yuuri, meanwhile, entertains himself tapping his fingertip along the pointed seams of the metal studs. Yuri can feel the pressure. One, two, three, four-- Yuuri pushes against the edge.


"I'll wear whatever belt I want," Yuri snaps. The hairs on the back of his neck are rising. They'd better not have stripped him down this far just to screw with him. If they're going to leave him hurting-hard, he's entitled to the dignity of a goddamn shirt. He swallows hard, because it's becoming obvious they're going to put it on him to be the one who asks. As patiently as he can, he works the words out from between his teeth: "Are you going to fuck me or not?"

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Otabek/Yuri P. - Prison AU

(Anonymous) 2017-05-08 10:23 am (UTC)(link)
I really want an Otayuri prison AU! Don't care what got them there, just having a strong craving for bad boys with secret soft sides.

Bonus points if people are terrified of Otabek (because misguided prison rumours and such) and he just goes along with it to make his life easier. Yep, I'm a sucker for that cliche.

Re: Otabek/Yuri P. - Prison AU

(Anonymous) 2017-05-15 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
I very much like this one but before writing I wanted to ask you if there are some things you'd rather (not) have in your fic? I'm thinking of things like dub-/non-con and/or mentions thereof. It's not everyone's cup of tea thus I need to know if it'd be yours or if you'd prefer something more harmless.

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FILL: Framed, part 1/?

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FILL: Framed, part 2/?

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Yuuri Katsuki/Victor Nikiforov, chastity and d/s

(Anonymous) 2017-05-09 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Victor uses orgasm denial/chastity as a training tool with Yuuri. (My preference is for enthusiastically consensual and well-negotiated kink). Victor, with his usual cheerful pushiness, make Yuuri reach certain training/performance goals before he'll let him come.

Cue Yuuri enjoying the hell out of being Victor's pliant, desperate, loving, submissive chastity pet!

(Extra bonus hell points for any of the following:
-Yuuri kneeling between Victor's legs
-Victor leading Yuuri around on a leash
-Victor humiliating Yuuri in pseudo-public
-the pork cutlet bowl scene verbatim but with orgasms instead of food)

(I hope this prompt isn't too annoyingly specific. Feel free to take any part of it in any direction you please and ignore the rest. <3)

Female!Yuri Plisetski/Yuuri Katsuki, first time

(Anonymous) 2017-05-10 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
Hi anons! I would love to read a fic where female Yuri P. has a massive infatuation with Yuuri K. and pursues him until she gets what she wants - Yuuri as her first fuck.

+ my firstborn if Yuri P is the same age that (s)he is in the anime, but this is completely not required.

Thanks in advance!

Re: Female!Yuri Plisetski/Yuuri Katsuki, first time

(Anonymous) 2017-05-10 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
*build up a camp and wait for fill*
YES PLEASE!

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Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky, fisting

(Anonymous) 2017-05-10 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
One of them has seen things in porn he very much wants to reenact with his lover. Because it looked so good on porn so it must be awesome in real life, right?

I'd prefer if Yuri was on the receiving end but the other way round is fine as well. You can of course age them up if you want to.

Bonus points if they don't usually engage in too adventurous sex, i.e. no established D/s or the like.
Please no blood or hurting... a bit of pain if you want but I'd be quite happy if there was no actual hurt.

Re: Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky, fisting

(Anonymous) 2017-05-10 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Nice...

Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov, bladeplay

(Anonymous) 2017-05-12 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
For once, Viktor's not in perfect control of his edges.

(No injuries please, I just want to ... see their skates in a new light ´ヮ`)

Re: Katsuki Yuuri/Viktor Nikiforov, bladeplay

(Anonymous) 2017-07-06 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Would you prefer Yuuri or Victor getting off on being menaced with skate blades?

Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky/Kenjiro Minami, competitive fucking

(Anonymous) 2017-05-12 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuuri fanboys Yuri and Minami compete on who's better at satisfying Yuuri! ...Who does them both so good. Bonus if he takes their virginities.

Victor and Yuuri could be poly or this could be a no-Victuuri AU. I'm okay with both.

Re: Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky/Kenjiro Minami, competitive fucking

(Anonymous) 2017-05-12 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Seconded!

Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky - bottom!Yuuri

(Anonymous) 2017-05-12 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Getting fucked by two of Russia's top skaters does wonders for Yuuri's confidence. Looking for Eros-mode bottom!Yuuri using his stamina to his advantage to handle both Victor and Yuri. Bonus: double penetration.

Any(/Any), religious angst/sinning

(Anonymous) 2017-05-12 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Any pairing you like, f/f, m/f, m/m, heck, make it a threesome, let someone go solo - just please give me someone conflicted between their love/desire and their religion.

Ideas would be f.e. premarital sex, having sex in general, engaging in "sinful" sexual acts, incest (looking at a certain brother/sister pair), gender issues, yadda yadda...

There are certain kinks that just aren't mine like MPreg, a/b/o, bestiality, vore/gore and anything with children (teenagers in the second half of their teens are ok if you want) so I'd be happy if they weren't the topic.

Personally I am a sucker for heavy angst with a happy ending and the idea of love conquering everything (or people conciling their desires with their religion) but if you want to set the route to angst without happy ending I'm ok with that as well.

Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky - Tongue piercing, oral

(Anonymous) 2017-05-14 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Otabek has his tongue pierced. Yuri finds it really hot. Otabek blows or rims him (or both) and blows Yuri's mind.

Re: Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky - Tongue piercing, oral

(Anonymous) 2017-05-16 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Into it

Yuuri Katsuki/Victor Nikiforov, onsen yukata clothing kink

(Anonymous) 2017-05-15 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
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Mob/Yuuri Katsuki; Gangbang

(Anonymous) 2017-05-17 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
After his poor showing in the Sochi GPF, Yuuri's desperate to keep his sponsors from dropping him. He'd do anything to keep them.

Bonus points if Yuuri gets DP'd and if he actually enjoys the session and feels incredibly terrible and dirty about it.

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(Anonymous) 2017-05-17 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
+1 I need this

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Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin, D/s

(Anonymous) 2017-05-17 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Otayuri D/s with sub!Otabek

I don't have anything specific in mind, just Otabek kneeling in front of Yuri and whatever might come out of that (foot-kissing, cock worship, etc)

My only hard DNWs are humilliation and pet play. Infinite bonus points if you write it as more of an exploration of something that's new to them rather than an established thing. I'm not picky though :)

Re: Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin, D/s - FILL - Obedience

(Anonymous) 2017-05-18 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
They have five hours until Yuri has to meet the rest of his team at the hotel entrance. Four hours until they have to stop, because they'll have to clean up and get their clothes on and maybe shower, and Yuri's still planning on sneaking back into his room like he hasn't spent hours in Otabek's instead. The team all knows he's somewhere, but he doesn't have to give them the whole story. This is his. No one else's.

Otabek has gotten taller since the last time they were together. His head is just above Yuri's knee now. He looks good on his knees, but Yuri already knew that.

The last time they'd tried this, it had been Yuri, and for ten minutes it had been all right and for thirty seconds it'd been terrible and then for two hours Yuri had been curled on his bed repeating "I'm fine, don't touch me" every fifteen minutes. Otabek had asked, what if it's me next time?

So that's what they're trying, what if it's Otabek. Otabek on his knees, naked but for the leather cuffs keeping his hands in front of his body. Yuri runs his hands across Otabek's short hair and Otabek closes his eyes.

"No," Yuri said, and Otabek's eyes fly open, dark lashes still wearing last night's mascara. "Look at me."

Otabek's chin dips, just a little. Yes.

Yuri takes Otabek's chin in his hand. "Good," he says, squeezing. Fuck, he's hard. He'll be lucky if he didn't spill all over Otabek's face, before they even get started. The full-length mirror in the room is behind Otabek, which means Yuri can see all of him, the muscles in his back and shoulders and arms. The curve of his ass. Otabek is fucking perfect and strong as hell and he's here, kneeling at Yuri's feet. As willing to please as Victor's fucking dog.

Mine.

Yuri lets go of Otabek and unzips, willing his fucking dick to stay in line. Not yet. Nothing yet. He gets himself in hand and thinks of that goddamn dog, because if there's a bigger boner-killer than a fucking poodle he doesn't know what it is. It doesn't really help, because nothing fucking helps, but at least he doesn't feel quite as close to the edge. "Is this what you want?" He pauses, then realizes he hasn't given permission. "You can talk," he said. "Tell me. Is this what you want?"

"Yes," Otabek says, and his voice isn't the calm, measured tone Yuri's used to. Yuri's dick twitches in his hand. "Please."

"Please what?" Yuri says, hoping his voice sounds steadier than he feels. "Tell me."

"Let me."

Yuri slips a finger in Otabek's mouth, and Otabek sucks it, obedient, needy. Yuri's aching, but putting him off, teasing him, is almost as good. "You want to suck me?" Yuri asks, and Otabek moans, a deep, low sound that reverberates right in Yuri's spine.

Yuri pulls his finger out. "Tell me," he says, again.

"Let me suck you," Otabek says, his voice unsteady. "Please, Yuri."

"Beg me."

"I am begging you." Otabek licks his lips. "Please. Please."

"You want it."

"Yuri," Otabek said, and his voice is tight now, needy. "Please."

"Open your mouth," Yuri says, and okay, that sounded a little shaky, but Otabek sounded worse, so that was okay, probably. "Open it wide."

Otabek obeys, and Yuri grabs the base of his own cock, thinking about the cold air that hit you after the sauna, the kind that sent your balls running for cover and made you feel like your skin was coated with frost.

"You want it?"

"Please," Otabek says. "Let me. Let me suck you off." His eyes are glued to Yuri's cock, like it's the only thing he's ever wanted, like it's the only thing in the world that even exists.

"Lick it," Yuri says. "The tip. Be gentle."

When Otabek's tongue hits his cock he has to bite his fucking lip to keep from spilling. Otabek's eyes are as intense as always, dark and almost liquid. He licks gently, carefully, like Yuri's cock is something delicate and precious, and Yuri wants to kiss him or slap him or something, anything, he can't fucking stand it any more.

"Fuck," Yuri says, not bothering to try to control his voice. "Fuck, do it, suck me, just--"

Otabek doesn't even really get Yuri into his mouth before he comes, white lights flashing in the back of his vision, come streaking across Otabek's face and into his dark hair. Otabek takes him into his mouth for the aftershocks, and maybe it's okay when Otabek is stupidly gentle because that feels good, really good. He puts his hand on the back of Otabek's hair, strokes it as the world fades back into focus.

"Shit," he says, when he can talk again. "Are you--?"

Otabek nuzzles his cock. "I'm fine," he said. "Can I stand up?"

"Oh," Yuri said. "Sure, whatever. I--yeah." He takes a half-step back so he can collapse, back first, onto Otabek's mattress. "Fuck. Do you need me to--?"

Otabek has already pulled the cuffs off. He gestures down; he came without Yuri even touching him. Fuck. "I'll get a washcloth," he says.

"Yeah, but come here first," Yuri says, reaching for him. "I wanna lick the come off your face."

Otabek smiles.

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Any male/Jean-Jacques Leroy & Isabella Yang, voyeurism

(Anonymous) 2017-05-17 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabella loves to watch her fiancé and she has a thing for m/m-action. Fast forward: JJ getting fucked by another man and Isabella watches. This should be consensual or at least nothing worse than dub-con in the 'not sure if want/like' kind of way

If you want to let her get in on the fun later on or maybe have her take matters into her own hand (if you know what I mean) that's all fine, too.

Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki - clothes kink/lingerie

(Anonymous) 2017-05-18 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
Victor spoils Yuuri with expensive lingerie.

(praise kink an optional bonus)

Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin - Yuri is just THAT flexible

(Anonymous) 2017-05-18 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
We all know Yuri's crazy flexible. Otabek bets him he can't suck himself off. On webcam.

That's it, that's the prompt, go nuts

Re: Yuri Plisetsky/Otabek Altin - Yuri is just THAT flexible

(Anonymous) 2017-05-18 06:18 pm (UTC)(link)
+1!

The popular joke is that's it feels more like sucking a dick than getting your dick sucked... good thing Yuri's a pro already at imagining he's sucking Otabek's dick sooooooooooooooooo~

Viktor/Yuuri - teenage Viktor leaked lingerie photos

(Anonymous) 2017-05-19 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
We've seen Yuuri in lingerie quite a bit, but what about Viktor?

Young Yuuri is destroyed in the best possible way when photos of teenaged, long-haired Viktor wearing lingerie are leaked to the public. Viktor (being Viktor) is not phased by the leak at all and decides to publicly own his gender-fluidity, which only turns Yuuri on more.

Re: Viktor/Yuuri - teenage Viktor leaked lingerie photos

(Anonymous) 2017-05-19 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh dang, this sounds so fab.

Any/Any - laughing during sex

(Anonymous) 2017-05-19 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
As it says on the tin, pure happiness and bliss :)

Mob/Victor Nikiforov - Hasetsu gangbang

(Anonymous) 2017-05-19 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Everyone knows Victor came to Hasetsu to get laid, and if that Katsuki kid won't put him out of his misery, then they will. Any related kinks are fine but please have the mob be OCs rather than people close to Yuuri.

Re: Mob/Victor Nikiforov - Hasetsu gangbang

(Anonymous) 2017-06-03 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Cool idea! Seconded!

Victor Nikforov/Yuuri Katsuki, drag AU

(Anonymous) 2017-05-20 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I just bingewatched three seasons of RuPaul's Drag Race, and so now I'm dying for a YOI AU where the skaters are all drag queens, with Victor as the internationally famous queen that inspired teenage Yuuri to take up drag. The skaters are all performers and fandom reads most of them as gay or bi, so I'm surprised I haven't seen anything with this premise so far.

I'm not too picky about where you go with this. With fic -- they could all be working in related clubs, they could be competing on RuPaul's Drag Race, they could be competing on Victor's Drag Race, it could be a vignette of young Yuuri doing drag for the first time. Art of them performing or getting into drag would also be fab!

Just please, don't make Yuuri's drag name "Eros", it's just so overdone in AUs.

Re: Victor Nikforov/Yuuri Katsuki, drag AU

(Anonymous) 2017-05-26 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
YES

Yuuri is abused

(Anonymous) 2017-05-21 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Emotional/psychological child abuse only (nothing physical or sexual), and the impacts it has on him. Feel free not to make it his family, who seem lovely. Could go that route(what people are vs what people think they are, because statistically, most people know at least one abuser and think they are an amazing person), or make it an adult close to him, your choice.

+1 if it is where the anxiety comes from.

I just really want something that addresses the effects of emotional child abuse, which is 99% of the time overshadowed by other forms in fic, and rly in real life.

Victor Nikiforov/Yuri Plisetsky - Prostitution/sugar daddy

(Anonymous) 2017-05-24 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Yuri is a prostitute, Victor is a regular client who decides he wants Yuri all to himself. It can be a complete AU or Yuri could be turning tricks on the side during the off season.

Only additional request is please don't have Victor call Yuri a whore, and please don't age him up.

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuri Plisetsky - Prostitution/sugar daddy

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"It's none of your business!" Yuri shouts and stomps his foot.

Victor rubs a hand across his face, both because of the shouting and the foot-stomping, and thinks about how horribly young Yuri is. "You've got to think of your career! What do you think, that you'll be in juniors forever? What happens when someone goes to the tabloids? What happens if someone leaks pictures?"

Yuri turns his back to Victor and starts peeling off his practice garb. There's a hickey under the turtleneck cover. Jesus.

"Stop staring at me." He spits.

"I'm not-"

"You are. I can feel you staring. So quit it."

Victor sighs. "Yura, you can't-"

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do. Get that silver spoon you've got in your mouth and shove it up your ass." Yuri peels down his tights, too, and tosses them on the messy heap in his locker.

"You need to wash-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Yuri turns, teeth bared, fists balled up.

"If you need money-"

"-And take your stupid charity and stuff that up your ass, too!"

Victor sits down on one of the benches. Sighs. Rubs his face. Exhales loudly through his nose. "You know, I think I'm just jealous." He looks up.

Yuri gives him a stinky look from the side of his eye and starts dressing in his regular clothes.

Victor watches--really watches, this time. Yuri's jeans are threadbare. His socks are discolored, with holes at the toes. The faux patent leather of the cheap shoes he got a couple of months ago are already cracking. Wherever the money from his tricks goes, it's not on new clothes.

"I think you're hot," Victor says and levels Yuri with a look. "And you were always around; my protege. I always thought of you as mine." He tries to go for calmer, more settled.

"Well, you're not the boss of me, are you," Yury grumbles--which is definitely better than shouting.

"I think I want to be," Victor says. "I don't want you to go off with some random guys. I want you all to myself."

Yuri snorts.

"Name your price. Whoever you're going to, I can pay you better than them."

Yuri's not saying anything, but he seems in less of a hurry to leave. He even takes his sweaty practice clothes out from his locker and folds them into a plastic bag.

He takes his time to arrange them in the bag.

"Think about it. I'll be at my place all night, come over if you want. I just have the one condition--I don't care what arrangement you have and with whom. You're mine."


Otabek Altin/Yuri Plisetsky/Jean-Jacques Leroy, accidental voyeurism/exhibitionism, possible threeso

(Anonymous) 2017-05-25 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
After the exhibition skate, JJ walks in on Yuri blowing Otabek in the locker room. Otabek sees him, Yuri doesn't. Up to you if JJ stays to watch (if he does I'd love it if Beka just stares him down) or runs away to jerk off in the showers.

++Bonus if Otabek and JJ used to fuck, and Otabek gets a text later from JJ asking when he gets a piece of Otabek's boyfriend.