(Nsfw warning for later in this chapter!)

     Yuuri held Viktor's hand as they entered the fantastic and beautiful room that was a typical first class room. "Oh, amazing." Viktor said, looking around the room, clad in dull red paint and gold frames around everything. "Monet!" Yuuri glanced over as Viktor hurried to one of the paintings sitting in the chair, Yuuri coming over. "You know him?" "Of course." Viktor smiled and ran his fingers over the artwork. "It's amazing."  Heading away, Yuuri said, "Come here, Viktor." Him leading him into the closet, Yuuri leaning over and putting in a password for the safe in there, opening it up and pulling out the box with the beautiful blue ring in it, showing it to Viktor. "Good god, that's one hell of a ring." "Isn't it?" Yuuri asked. "It's beautiful, but its a ball and chain that's decorated for me." He said, biting his lips as he thought of how to ask Viktor for his 'favour'. "I have many pictures of me, many paintings, but I always look too stuffy, too formal. I want you to draw me like one of your French men. In this." Viktor hummed and nodded. "Alright." Yuuri was quiet a moment before saying, "In... In only... this...." Viktor turned, him looking at Yuuri incredulously, realising that he was serious. Oh god, he was going to draw Yuuri nude. "Alright."

     Viktor sat in a comfortable chair in the sitting room after organizing a couch for Yuuri to lay on, him sharpening his charcoal and pencils and everything he would need to draw the Japanese beauty. He looked up when he heard the door swing open, eyes widening a bit as he saw Yuuri standing before him, his hair slicked back, wearing only a partially translucent robe. "The last thing I need is another picture of me looking like a porcelain doll. I hope you won't disappoint?" Viktor smiled a bit shyly. "Of course not." Yuuri let his cheeks flush as he pulled apart the robe, dropping it on the floor, the both just staring at each other. Viktor adjusted in the chair, crossing his legs with a small nervous chuckle. "Lay on the bed- the couch. There." "Ah, r-right." Yuuri laid down, him adjusting on it. "Stop, stop. There." Viktor said. "Put your arms up like that- there. And your hand by your cheek. Alright, and... move your hips to the side a bit." Yuuri did as told, freezing in place when Viktor said to stop. "Move your hand to the side so we can see your beautiful ring. There. Beautiful, you're lovely." He said, smiling. "Now, stay still." He said, leaning over himself as he began to draw, doing the outline of Yuuri's body before he started in on the details. As told, Yuuri stayed still, only making the occasional quip about the way he drew, the lustful and restrained way he looked at him, especially when he had to draw his crotch. Yuuri's cheeks flushed, Viktor unable to help but smile at that and add the adorable blush into the drawing. Soon enough, he was done, Viktor letting out a sigh. "There we are, now you can move. Yuuri pulled on his robe again, coming behind Viktor and gasping. "It looks... It looks amazing, Viktor." he leaned over a bit more, Viktor tilting his head up so they could meet their lips in yet another kiss. 

     Yuuri went and got dressed, writing a little note in the folder the piece of art was in, him sliding the folder into the safe and closing it, him keeping the ring on for the time being.  He got dressed in a simple pair of pink pants, a white shirt, and light blue suspenders, as well as a light blue translucent jacket. "Hey, oh, you look nice." Viktor said, the two jumping when they heard someone coming in. "Yuuri, are you here?" Celestino's voice called in, Yuuri taking Viktor's hand and pulling him to the door in the back, weaving between people and glancing back until Celestino caught sight of them. "Yuuri, come here!" He called strictly, almost like a father. Yuuri grinned and started to run, Viktor laughing and running behind him. "Where did this boldness come from, darling?" "Life is too short!" He laughed, the two managing to make it into an elevator just as it closed, Celestino looking down sternly at Yuuri. Yuuri flipped him off and laughed. "Give that to JJ!" They went down to the lower levels, Viktor running behind Yuuri as they made their way back to the lowest level, the cargo room. "Finally, away from him." Yuuri let out a deep sigh, looking happily at Viktor. "This is the most alive I've ever felt. Thank you." Viktor grinned and picked Yuuri up in his strong arms, kissing him lovingly. "You know, you've taught me quite a bit in just a few days, Yuuri." Viktor said, purring his name. "And what's that?" "That you don't need money to be rich. I've never felt richer than with you, and I'm still as broke as ever." He grinned and kissed him deeply.

      They ended up wandering the area for a while, finding a beautiful red carriage. It was unlocked, Yuuri climbing in the back and sighing comfortably. Viktor climbed in the front, admiring the nice car before grinning and looking back at Yuuri as he slid open the window to the carriage. "Where are you headed, sir?" He asked politely, Yuuri laughing and shaking his head. He tugged Viktor inside inside of the carriage, him leaning on him as Viktor laid back on the seat. "Well, you're forward tonight." Viktor smirked a bit as Yuuri leaned and kissed his jaw gently. "Well, you've shown me what it like to... to live. To have some freedom and to not be miserable for a few nights." He said, leaning and laying his head on his chest. He was quiet a few moments before taking Viktor's hand, moving it to his waist as he kissed him again. "You don't mind me putting my hands lower, do you?" "No, I don't mind."

      "Ah-" "Shh, shh, just move." Viktor groaned as he felt Yuuri's hips pressed flush against his, the two grinding together. Viktor's shirt and had long since been pulled off and Yuuri's was unbuttoned, the two men hardly focused on anything but grinding their erections together and kissing in the suddenly much warmer carriage. "If we... If we do anything, we need lubrication. Or it'll hurt." Yuuri muttered, Viktor groaning a bit, though he knew he was right. He and a friend of his had tried it once without lube and it certainly didn't feel very good. "Well... Like what?" Viktor asked. "The Greeks used to use olive oil." Viktor couldn't help but chuckle, pulling Yuuri closer and kissing at his neck. "I highly doubt most normal people would have olive oil in their car. Hold on, get off of me darling." Yuuri did as told and climbed off, Viktor sitting up and running his fingers through his messy hair. "Don't you move an inch, you hear me?" He smirked, kissing him lovingly again. "I'll be right back, I'll find something for us to use." He hummed, stepping out of the carriage and starting to open luggage that was down in the cargo room. Luckily, it didn't take him too long to find some woman's lotion in a small silver pot. Viktor came back, opening the door and showing the pot to Yuuri. "Not olive oil, but it'll work." Viktor grinned and kissed him again, climbing over Yuuri and pressing their hips together again. "Viktor, take your clothes off.." Yuuri whined needily, Viktor smirking a bit and kissing at his neck as he pulled his pants off, only keeping his underwear on for now. "You too." Yuuri tossed his shirt on the floor, raising his legs so that Viktor could take his pants off for him, him only in his underwear as well, though Viktor quickly tugged those off. "V-Viktor!" Yuuri exclaimed, not expecting him to pull them off so quickly. Viktor just stared at him, at his slender but surprisingly chubby boyd, him leaning down and gently kissing his lovers belly. "God, you're the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life." He murmured softly against his tan skin, Yuuri's cheeks becoming pink once again. Viktor reached and grabbed the small pot of lotion, him opening it and rubbing it over his index and middle fingers, making sure they were thoroughly coated in the lotion. "Have you ever done this before? Anything like this?" He asked, curious if Yuuri had ever had a lover before. He didn't really seem like the kind to, so his answer didn't at all surprise him. "No. I've... done it to myself a few times, but I've never done it with someone else." He said shyly, Viktor feeling his erection strain against his underwear even more at the shy look on his face. "I'll be gentle, don't worry. I'm not the type of fool to just thrust into something without care." He said, pressing a kiss to his chest again as he slowly began to press his finger inside of Yuuri. He groaned softly and curled his fingers in Viktor's platinum locks, Viktor continuing to pamper his chest in kisses and gentle sucking occasionally. Viktor wanted to leave marks, he wanted everyone to know that Yuuri was his and only his. He was finally able to get his entire finger in, him wiggling the finger around a little bit to get Yuuri more comfortable. Once he was used to that, he added a second and stretched him and once he was used to that, he attempted a third. Yuuri moaned softly and tensed, him curling his toes in pleasure.

       "Nn, Viktor!" "Hold on, hold on..." Viktor groaned, pressing into Yuuri until their hips were flush against each others. "Ah, damn, you're tight..." He said with a breathy laugh, Yuuri panting as he got used to the feeling of Viktor inside of him. "You're huge, Viktor..." "It's not the size, it's how you use it." He rolled his hips a little bit, eliciting a moan from the ebony haired man. "See? Like that, darling." He purred against his ear. "Don't worry, I'll start out slow." He said, starting with slow and shallow thrusting. Viktor groaned, pressed his nose at the juncture between his jaw and ear, pressing soft adoring kissing along his neck and jaw, murmuring in Russian as he began to progressively speed up. Yuuri moaned a bit louder, not caring about anything but Viktor at the moment. He could feel himself growing closer, his cock bouncing back and forth with each thrust. "Ah, faster-" Yuuri breathed, Viktor gladly doing so, thrusting faster and with a bit more force than before. Yuuri suddenly cried out, feeling the other rubbing against his prostate inside of him. "V-Viktor!" He moaned. "Oh, what beautiful moans, love." Viktor teased, pulling Yuuri's hand away when he covered his mouth up. "No, I want to hear you, I want to hear your beautiful voice as you beg for me." He purred, Yuuri's cheek going dark red in embarrassment, though he did as told and let his moans roll out whenever he pleased. "Ah, I can't take much more..." Viktor said in a deep pleasured voice, pressing his lips against Yuuri's cheek. "Me neither, I'm c-close." He moved his lips to his ear, smirking and whispering, "Come for me, *люблю~" With that lewd whisper, Yuuri gasped breathlessly and tightened around Viktor, cumming hard against his own belly. Viktor only lasted a few moments longer than that, then filling up Yuuri with his hot cum. Yuuri whined at the pleasurable feeling, Viktor groaning and falling over Yuuri, his head rested on his chest. "Ah... I love you, Yuuri." He blushed and smiled to him, pressing his lips to his forehead. "I love you too Viktor..."

      The crew men followed behind Celestino, the crew noticing the steamed up car. They went and opened the door, yelling slurs until they realised that no one was in there, the only sign of anyone being there being a damp towel and an opened lotion  pot. "Damn... Yuuri, where are you...?" Celestino asked.

      But Viktor and Yuuri were already far away from the car, having just ran upstairs to the main deck at the front of the ship. Yuuri laughed and smiled a bit, holding Viktor's hand as he leaned up to kiss him. "Thank you, Viktor. I... didn't know that life could be so good... I'm sorry, I'm not to bold, am I?" He asked, Viktor just chuckling at that. "Not at all, I feel the same way." Yuuri smiled gently. "Viktor, when we get off of the ship, I-" His sentence was interrupted by a major shift in the boat, causing both men to fall, and a loud scratching noise against the side. Looking up, Viktor just barely managed to see the iceberg passing the ship. "What the hell was that?"

(Btw you should always use protection when you have any kind of sex! The only reason Viktor and Yuuri didn't use a condom in this chapter is because condoms weren't very often used, not until the 1920's, worldwide.)

*love (Russian)