Viktuuri: Mark kink

(: I hope this is okay :)

5 minutes before Yuuri went on he was shoved into a bathroom and the door was locked behind him.

"Viktor, what are you doing?"

Viktor began attacking Yuuri's neck with kisses and small love bites. "Did you see the way Chris looked at you?"

"When?" Yuuri asked, pushing Viktor away a bit, "We've barely seen him this tournament."

"It's not just him. Everyone is looking at you." Viktor growled, unzipping the back of Yuuri's Eros costume, "Everyone is looking at what is mine."

"V-Viktor?"

"Just stay quiet," Viktor looked into Yuuri's eyes and let his next words out carefully, "let me show you that you're mine. Let me show them."

Yuuri nodded and visibly relaxed. He trusted Viktor with his life at this point in their relationship. They had just begun dating but Yuuri knew that didn't really matter. They loved each other.

Viktor slipped the costume off his shoulders and sucked hickeys into his collarbone, his shoulder, his neck, anywhere he could reach. Anywhere that someone might see it.

Yuuri felt his pants tighten with every new hickey, moaning loudly every time a sensitive spot on his neck was kissed. His breath sped up as Viktor's sudden assault continued, his hips thrusting up into Viktor to get some form of friction.

"Please," He begged, "Viktor, I have to go on soon."

"I know," Viktor said, pushing Yuuri's pants down and getting on his knees.

Yuuri grabbed onto his hair as his member was surrounded by the warmth of Viktor's mouth. He covered his mouth with his free hand and let out a small whimper. Viktor began bobbing his head up and down Yuuri's length, sucking hard in an attempt to get Yuuri off quickly so he could go skate his Eros routine.

Yuuri felt his legs shake as his orgasm rippled through him and his legs gave out. Viktor helped his stay up, holding onto his thighs tightly as he swallowed. He stood up and fixed Yuuri's costume, smiling to himself as he fixed Yuuri's hair.

"I-I didn't help you," Yuuri mumbled.

"Yes, you did," Viktor said, kissing Yuuri's nose, "Let's go before you're late."

Yuuri nodded and they headed back to the ice. They got there just in time and Yuuri quickly took off his glasses and handed them to Viktor. He skated onto the ice and into the middle, taking his stance. The music began and so did he, getting into his character and focusing on hitting all his moves. Viktor's eyes were drawn to him. He was stunningly sexy.

As Yuuri came to the end of his routine Viktor caught Chris watching out the corner of his eye. He turned and watched his facial expression change from lust to normal flirtatious as Yuuri skated closer to him, his freshly new hickies on display.

"Wow, Viktor sure has claimed you," Chris winked at Yuuri and he came off the ice and stood next to Viktor, "Yuuri... these marks suit you."

Viktor smirked, "We've got to go to our seats but good luck with your performance."

Viktor gave Yuuri his jacket, helping him zip it up. Then he took Yuuri's hand and headed towards their seating area.

Take that Christophe.

(: The end :)