"Nyah!~ Viktor!~ Stop thrusting so hard...." Yuuri meweled.

"Sorry kitten, I can't help it....you're too precious~" Viktor cooed, thrusting into him again, faster and deeper.

I always get myself into these situations...

No matter how much I love this man (After all, I married him):

I really shouldn't trust Viktor when he brings home a bag full of handcuffs and a skimpy costume.

How did this all even happen?

Oh wait, I lost a bet.

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●~ Their Bet ~●

Yuuri Katsuki glanced to the left of him over to his mahogany beside table, and slammed his hand onto his phone. He turned it on and read the time. It was eight-fifteen in the morning, and he was late to practice. His alarm clock wouldn't stop beeping, so he did the logical thing any person would do, and crush that bitch.

"Shit, I'm late...." He mumbled, rubbing his eyes, snuggling into the sheets more. He jolted awake as his scenario hit him. "I'm late!" He screamed, tearing the sheets away from his half naked body.

He leaped into the shower, collided with the marble wall. Glided into the kitchen, slamming against the island. Tumbled into their closet, falling down, pulling some clothes down with him. He didn't put on his usual jacket and shirt, rather, he put Viktor's old skating outfit on, put a long jacket over himself. He grabbed his ice skates, put them on and ran out of their apartment.

He glided right onto ice when he got outside, it was winter in Japan, and snow was everywhere. When there was snow, there was ice, and there was a lot of it. Yuuri had a good idea though, he readied himself, and skated across the icy sidewalk with elegance. Even without ice skates, he'd do this. He felt as free as a bird, except for when he felt like a baby bird crashing onto grass. That was only when the ice was rocky and uneven, and he fucked up on that terrain.

It didn't take long at all for him to get to the rink, skating on ice and all, despite his slipping and fuck-ups, he made it there at eight-forty. Viktor was at the entrance, sighing and clapping.

"What was that all about?"

"Nothing, just the fact that I reset your alarm for eight so you could get some sleep, and you were still late.-" He chuckled. "And the fact that you skated on the icy sidewalk down here warms my heart a bit."

"You never change Yuuri, speaking of which, I want to change things up." He spoke solemnly, my face became serious.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked him.

"Let's make a bet, my sexy katsudon." He smirked, he only calls me that during sex or when he's got a plan in mind.

"Well, what is it?" I said, leaning towards him.

"Whoever performs your routine the best wins. You choose the routine Yuri."

I have to choose between Eros and me on ice....oh God.

When performing Eros, it always satisfies me to see Viktor blush like a tomato during that routine. When I'm performing Yuri On Ice, however, that's where I'm in the zone. I can't choose! That's when a thought came to me.

"How about we just combine the routines?" I suggested

Viktor smiled and patted me on the back. "You have the perfect routine in mind, don't you Katsudon?"

"You bet."

I glided onto the ice and stood in the center of the rink. I started to skate, then a triple Axel, a quadruple Axel. Gliding to the right, a double toe loop and a single loop.

I skated back to the center to begin my step sequence. It was complex, but I knew Viktor could nail it without trying. A scarlet hue plastered his face when I did my signature Eros pose. I continued and did a triple Salchow, skated freely and did a quadruple flip-

And I nailed it, ceasing the routine.

Viktor just stared at me with serious eyes and started smiling as I skated over to him. He pulled me into a bear hug that toppled me onto the ice. "Yuuri, that was beautiful!" He then kissed me while down on the ice.

I smiled in the kiss before breaking away and helping him get up to his version of my one the spot routine.

I watched Viktor from the sidelines and watched him redo my entire routine from the sidelines. Viktor was flawless, on ice, off ice, in bed-

Wait...

He ended his routine with some flare, unzipping his jacket, putting a hand on his hip and one through his hair. One leg bent while the other stayed put-

HOLD ON, HE USED MY EROS POSE AND MADE IT BETTER!

He glided over to me and smiled. "How was that?" He inquired, caressing my cheek.

"It was divine you peice of shit." I mumbled, trying to glare at him, but I just couldn't.

"Thought so~" He boasted, gliding onto the ice backwards. "Your performance was groundbreaking too but-" He crossed his arms and smirked.

"We made a bet Yuuri, and you're gonna get punished for loosing." He glanced at me with a dominant look, his eyes complimenting the smirk on his face.

"Oh...what's the punishment?"

Viktor turned on his phone and saw that he was in a skype talking to Yuri, what did Yuri do?

"The punishment is that you have to look like a cat and take orders from Viktor all day!" Yuri announced, snickering.

That was when Yuuri Katsuki knew it was going to be a long day.

"Thank you for the idea Yuri, I'll be sure to send you a picture."

"YES, BEST DAY EVER!"

"Yuri, can I ask you something."

"Nothing can spoil my mood right now so ask away." Yuri announced.

"Did Otabek do something like this to you?"

"No, but Beka bought the tiger onesie I wearing!" He smiled and danced around his room in the onesie. Yuuri was witnessing a rare sight from Yuri.

He was happy...he was happy..An emotion I won't be for much longer.

"Well, I'll be going to the store now." Viktor claimed.

Yuuri sighed and looked dazed "I'm going to rethink everything."

"I think you should get some shoes first Yuuri." Viktor suggested, pointing to my skates, then to my empty bag.

"Right..."

I exited the rink and skated back down the road to our apartment building. I got to our lavish apartment and put on some socks, cause screw shoes, and flopped down on my bed.

Why the hell would Viktor even ask Yuri for help? He knows of Yuri's obsession with cats, and he knows that Yuri likes to see me punished. Did they plan this? The russians are always up to something, seems like it anyway.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Viktor burst through the door with a bag, and he could already see a fluffy cat tail poking out of it. "I'm home my sexy Katsudon!" Viktor preached, striding throught the door and into their bedroom.

I looked nervously around our apartment when Viktor plopped a bag of things beside me. He said "Take a look inside." The bag contained a cat-tail buttplug, a fluffy cat ear head band, giant black paws with soft claws, a maid outfit with high knee tights that had a cat shape formed at the top, shoes that were shockingly the right size.

I guess Viktor bought those seperate, and to top it all off, I found a neko choker...with a whip and matching leash...oh God. Where did Viktor even get the buttplug? Why was everything the right size? I have so many questions...wait, I see hand cuffs too!

"Alright, since you lost our bet, for the day, you have to act like a cat, and you have to obey my every command." Viktor announced to me again in our apartment.

"Now got put these clothes on." He stated shoving me into our bathroom.

When I got in there I slammed the door and held up my new clothes...clothes...WHAT CLOTHES?! My costume might as well have covered a damn ant! I had to obey Viktor however and started to strip off my own clothes, slipping on the lingerie, then the skimpy costume. I poked my head out of the door.

"Do I need to put on the accessories too?" I asked him?

"Yes my kitten!" Viktor called from the couch, where he was reading a magazine.

"Agh...fine!" I scowled at Viktor, snaking my head back into the bathroom. I know how Yuri feels now.

I reluctantly put on the choker, the headband, and the last thing to put on, or in me, was the butt plug. I finally mustered up the courage to shove it up my ass and walk out the bathroom.

"Viktor?"

He looked up and turned red. He was scanning me, blue eyes and all. He then took a picture of me.

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I sent the picture to Yuri, who was undeniably laughing his ass off at home. I may or may not have posted it on Instagram...

"Perfect. I said, walking over to him, ringing the little bell on his choker.

"Now, suck me off kitten." I said, caressing his tender face.

Yuuri led me over to the couch and told me to sit down. He put his hands on my shoulders and straddled me, licking me behind the ear. "How would you like do be pleased tonight?" He purred into my ear sensually, I felt myself get hard just hearing Yuuri's voice.

He then stroked the tent that formed in my jeans, tugging them off nice and slow. Yuuri was the new master of torture. Doing the most unthinkable form of torture to me, rubbing my dick through my boxers, going to kiss the tip from time to time, licking the pre-cum that soaked through the cloth.

"Damn it Yuuri....you're too good at this." I muttered, biting my lip to keep myself from moaning louder. That didn't help at all. Yuri tugged down my boxers, exposing my erection to the air, but not for long.

He took me into his mouth and started sucking, bobbing up and down. I think I've made him do this too much, he's too good.

"Yuuri, I'm going to come." That just made him go further down. I threw my head back and moaned for all I was worth. I-I can't, he swallowed it all...he licked the excess off of his mouth. "How did you like that, Viktor?"

"It was perfect..." I groaned.

"Now, I want you to sit on the bed like a cat on all fours." I commanded

Yuuri obliged, climbing onto the bed, clawing at Viktor with one of his paws.

"Come and get me~" Yuuri purred, his chocolate eyes soft and submissive.

I had no choice but to get up and pounce on his ass, pinning him to the bed. Planting kisses on his neck and collarbone, slipping down his costume. Yuuri kisses me, breaking the kiss to pull my shirt over my head. We continued, Yuuri was left in his lingerie and knee socks.

"Let's get this off..." I stated, sliding off his thong and bra from the lingerie, throwing those onto the floor along with their other clothes that were long forgotten.

"And these.." Yuuri claimed, slipping off my boxers.

Yuuri tried to cover his erection he was guilty of. "Don't worry kitten, I've already seen you like this, everything's alright." I reassured. "Now spread those fine legs." His cat tail arched up and I took it out of him. I then used the hand cuffs to pin him to the bed and stretch him out even more.

I positioned myself at his entrance and started thrusting into him, at first I was gentle so I could get moans out of him. When I did, I started going faster.

"Nyah!~ Viktor!~ Stop thrusting so hard...." Yuuri meweled.

"Sorry kitten, I can't help it....you're too precious~" I cooed, thrusting into him again, faster and deeper.

"Viktor, I'm going to come!" Yuuri shouted, his nails digging into my back. "Go ahead my sexy Katsudon, spray your love for me."

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I thought I wasn't going to be happy today, but remembering that I was going to be with Viktor the whole time turned everything around.

Although my ass hurt like a bitch for a week and a half.

A/N: SO MY FRIEND DECIDED TO TAKE MY PHONE AND START READING THIS FANFIC AND QUOTE ONE OF THE SENTENCES FROM IT AT LUNCH.

"HOW WOULD YOU LIKED TO BE PLEASED TONIGHT."

AND ''HE THEN STROKED THE TENT THAT FORMED IN MY JEANS-''

I DON'T KNOW IF I SHOULD BE HAPPY OR WORRIED.