Prompt Post 1

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<sub>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</sub>


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

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Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [9/?])

[(Anonymous)]

"Yuri, Yuri, Yuri," Victor gasped, and though he could have been moaning for either one of them, Yuri liked to think it was for him. Victor acted like Yuri's mouth was ruining him, one hand clutching at Yuri's hair tight enough that it stung his scalp and the other clawing at the sheets. His scent got thicker in the air, his breaths coming in little gasps that were exhaled in little moans.

"Touch him," Yuuri said. "Think how empty he feels." He was fucking Yuri hard enough to knock him forward onto Victor's dick, the head of it nudging at his throat. Yuri was making noises, muffled, choked moans at how good it all felt.

Yuuri didn't have to tell him twice. Yuri worked his hand between Victor's thighs, fingers slipping in the astounding amount of slick he was producing. His fingers sank easily into Victor's body, he was so wet with his own slick and Yuuri's come. Victor whined, incoherent and helpless and desperate.

The scent of it was overpowering. Was smelling Yuri making his heat worse, too? Yuri could barely keep a thought straight in his head while he was blanketed in both of their scents. He spread his fingers open inside Victor, three of them stretching his hole. Victor fell back against the pillows, crying out and spreading his legs wider. He started to move, fucking himself on Yuri's hand and bucking up into Yuri's mouth.

"We've got you," Yuuri said, a strained edge to his voice. His fingers dug into Yuri's hips, pulling him back against Yuuri's fierce thrusts until all Yuri could do was moan and suck Victor's cock and take it.

"Yuuri," Victor said, pleading, and Yuri was sure he meant his alpha. "I need it."

"I know, I know." Yuuri's hips slammed against Yuri's ass. Yuri shuddered, twisting his fingers inside Victor and curling them up to rub. Victor's cock jerked in his mouth, precome bitter on the back of Yuri's tongue.

The base of Yuuri's cock started to swell, stretching Yuri's hole wider with every thrust. Yuri squirmed and tried to push back against it, clenching every time Yuuri drove into him and moaning pitifully when he pulled it back out. He couldn't beg with his mouth full but he could do his best, putting more arch in the line of his back, sucking harder on Victor's cock so Victor moaned and begged for him. Yuri didn't know how he'd held out this long. He definitely didn't know how he'd survive Yuuri being tied.

"You're going to come on my knot," Yuuri said, and bit down on Yuri's shoulder so hard Yuri thought he might actually break the skin. He shoved in hard, his swelling knot popping inside and seating this time. Yuuri ground into him, his knot inflating as Yuri's body clenched down around it.

Yuri couldn't get enough air with Victor in his mouth so he pulled off with a gasp, licking at the shaft in apology when Victor called him something uncomplimentary in Russian. Yuri was so full, so beautifully stuffed with cock, Yuuri's knot locking it inside. Yuuri was still grinding into him, growling softly around the mouthful of Yuri's shoulder.

"Yuuri, come in me," Yuri whined, too far gone to do more than rub his face against Victor's dick and hold his hand still so Victor could squirm against his fingers and make beautiful, needy noises.

"Please, Yuuri," Victor gasped. Yuri licked his cock again and Victor pulled his hair hard. Yuri shuddered, tightening down around Yuuri's knot.

That was it for Yuuri. He moaned into Yuri's skin, and Yuri felt it when he started to come, the warmth of it spreading inside him and Yuuri's knot pulsing with it. He choked on a noise of his own and came without a single touch on his own cock, his eyes rolling back in perfect, contented bliss.

Yuri lost time, floating in a post-orgasmic haze. Yuuri was pressed all along his back, his knot blessedly full, kissing along Yuri's nape and rubbing his cheeks all over Yuri's skin, scenting him. It made Yuri sigh happily, leaning his head on Victor's thigh and just breathing, their combined scents easing some deep anxiety and giving him over to languor.

That was until Yuuri reached underneath him and grabbed his oversensitive, soft cock, stroking him back into hardness.

Yuri yelped, starting to sit up. Yuuri pushed him back down with his body weight and Victor's hand close around his wrist in an iron grip, keeping his hand right where it was with his fingers filling Victor up.

"Don't, fuck, fuck," Yuri couldn't even squirm away, not with Yuuri pinning him down and Victor holding him by the hair.

"If you come again my knot will go down faster," Yuuri said, mouthing at Yuri's neck. "Victor needs me too."

"I can't," Yuri groaned, though he could feel another orgasm building in him even as he said it. It hurt, too much too soon on the heels of the last one, but with Victor's whimpers rapidly becoming pathetic and his scent edged with so much need it made Yuri dizzy, he understood. He couldn't be selfish enough to try and keep Yuuri all to himself. Yuuri wasn't even his.

Yuuri licked over the nape of his neck, then started to suck a mark there. Yuri had just enough time to think that was totally fucking unfair before he came again, his cock twitching in Yuuri's hand, writhing and swearing and on the edge of tears at how good and painful it was at the same time. He was so far gone he actually whimpered when Yuuri's knot came loose and the smell of come and slick and sex got so thick in the air it made his head spin.

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [9/?])

[(Anonymous)]

nggggg I love you so much

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [9/?])

[(Anonymous)]

You are honestly such a gift!!! I had a trouble day and this update has blown it all away!!! I love that Victor is calling for both yuuri and Yuri and they are all feeding off each others needs!!! Yuri is so desperate for a bite it's adorable like boy maybe if you beg???

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [9/?])

[(Anonymous)]

God, I just love how this is like a hot sex ouroboros where they feed each other's desperation in a neverending loop. /op

Re: Victor Nikiforov/Yuuri Katsuki/Yuri Plisetsky, a/b/o - Move your heart to wake (FILL [9/?])

[(Anonymous)]

It's so frantic, not choreographed but like these three are a mass of needs. It's never just one of them doing something to another, every sensation reverberates through all three of them, they're so close and so desperate. Massively hot.