"We appeared to be so innocent." Otabek says, pinning the Russian blonde to the wall.

"Not a strand of impurity...." He trailed off, scanning the boy to see what he could do to him.

"On your little body-"

"Or in your head."

Well, he doesn't know about the head thing. Yuri's had more sexual, kinky thoughts about him than normal thoughts. And truly...

Was that really a bad thing for him to be thinking about?

The Russian blushed, taking in the sight of this man before him, who kissed again before he asked me a question. His eyes showed warmth, kindness, and concern while he asked this question.

"Can you take it?"

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

Yuri went over to Otabek's place, he had something very serious to talk about with his boyfriend. They joked about this for months, and they even tried it once, but they never finished, realizing that they weren't ready for that step in their relationship yet.

But today was the day they were going to do this.

Knocking at the door, and readying himself for a pleasant surprise, Otabek opened the door to see him.

"Beka."

"What's up."

"I want to have sex with you." I looked him straight in the eyes, he led me through the door and sat me down on the bed.

"Say what now?"

"I want to have sex." I said again, this time, blush flooded my cheeks.

"That's what I was looking for." He said, kissing the younger male with a gentle smile.

"Now, are you sure? Since I can get kind of rough sometimes." Otabek said, rubbing his boyfriends' hand gently.

Yuri knew Otabek could get rough, but he didn't mind it.

He liked it rough.

"I'm sure about this."

"Good." He kissed his boyfriend gently into the matress, then the blonde added tongue into the mix, earning moans from himself and Otabek. The kiss became harsher and passionate, both full of longing and need.

Their wandering hands made their way down each others' backs. Otabek's hands went down even further to Yuri's ass, where he picked him up and started to deepen the kiss again, their tongues battling for dominance over the other. The kiss was so hot that neither of the two noticed that they had moved.

"We appeared to be so innocent." Otabek says, pinning the Russian blonde to the wall.

"Not a strand of impurity...." He trailed off, scanning the boy to see what he could do to him.

"On your little body-" His voice was quickly muffled by the ambush of kisses he planted on his fair neck. He turned from delicate kisses to gentle sucking, just the right amount to leave hickeys along the younger teen's neck. Small moans escaped Yuri's mouth on accident.

"Or in your head."

Well, he doesn't know about the head thing. Yuri's had more sexual, kinky thoughts about him than normal thoughts. And truly...

Was that really a bad thing for him to be thinking about?

The Russian blushed, taking in the sight of this man before him, who kissed again before he asked me a question. His eyes showed warmth, kindness, and concern while he asked this question.

"Can you take it?"

"Any day."

"Good-."

"-cause' this is gonna be a wild ride with no stops in between."

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

The older teen slid off the other's jacket while he entranced him in a kiss. Adding in his tongue once again in order to distract him even more, even though Yuri could feel his clothes slide off of his body.

This encouraged the blonde to zip down the older boy's jacket, greeted with a nice surprise.

Beka didn't even have a shirt on. I guess he just threw on the jacket when he heard Yuri was coming, same thing with the sweatpants.

-Which were now gone and the kiss was broken.

Yuri left the man in his boxers, his satisfaction and erection growing while he was still fully clothed.

But that didn't last long at all.

Otabek pulled off Yuri's shirt, leaving the blonde in his pants. He blushed as Otabek went down his stomach, stopping at his nipples to suck and nip at the small buds.
The blonde moaned and got an idea.

He broke free from Otabek's grasp and pushed him on the floor, stroking his dick through his boxers. Otabek groaned and pulled Yuri closer to him, that just encouraged the blonde to stradle him. When the fabric got soaked, that's when Otabek slid Yuri's pants off.

"I'm almost free." The older said.

Yuri took the rim of Beka's boxers, tugging them down with his teeth.

"Now you are."

Beka picked up the Russian and slammed into the wall again, Yuri wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's neck, and his legs around his waist.

"Ready?"

"Yeah."

Otabek thrust into his partner, picking up speed each time, he got to his climax in no time.

Yuri groaned into the air, and so did Otabek.

"I wasn't kidding when I said I was going to pound you into the wall."

"No shit."

A/N: Here it is. Here it fuckin is.