#ledkorol

[aisudream]

@ledkorol continued from x

He looked up from his phone only to smile in amusement. “Sure. In the shower or the sink?” He asked, getting up, having to move Makka off of his lap to do so.

[thaiceprince-blog]

@ledkorol | sugar daddy ayyyy

With a knock on the door, Phichit walked into the dressing room with a huge bouquet of flowers in his arms. His eyes were sparkling, cheeks red from cheering so hard. “Your programs were amazing, Viktor! You really do shine on the ice. But, now that the show is over, I was wondering if you’d want to grab dinner together? I got a car waiting for us.”

[notaloneanymore-blog1]

He had moved to Detroit when he was young and had just stayed there. He had gone to ballet school there and while he was there, he took up martial arts as a side activity and soon proved to be quite good at it. The ballet training had made him incredibly graceful, which made him faster and stronger. 

Eventually he was noticed and recruited by a spy agency. He was excited to start, but really nervous. He started training right away and was soon in the top of his classes. The day he started was the day he first heard of Viktor Nikiforov. He trained harder than ever. 

Graduation came, and there was a banquet for graduating students and alumni. 

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[myvalzpival]

"Oh shit, are you alright."

For the first few seconds the only thing Emil could get out of his throat was a low moan, a whine of a sort. He was laying on the ice, face down, arms and legs spread wide as he stumbled upon landing his jump and didn’t re-gain balance in time. Once his brain started working again, though, he started laughing quietly.“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine, I’m okay,” he chuckled and rolled over to his back. He rubbeed his face a few times, it felt like he hit his chin and nose a bit, nothing else. At first he didn’t realize who was talking to him, all the skaters came and went and he lost track who even was at the ice rink at that moment. He finally opened his eyes and realized the person above him is Viktor Nikiforov. His cheeks immediatelly flushed more than before. “I’m alright, really! Please, go back to practice, I’ll be fine,” he suggested and sat up. The last thing he wanted was bothering Viktor.

[your-sexy-katsudon]

continuation of [x] 

 “I’ll think of something”,he replied as he followed the other male to the destination.“Alright I’ll keep that in mind”,secretly looking forward to meet with the dog. 

He quietly walked a few steps behind his host,  he looked up as though he thought of something “Uh...I am Yuuri by the way”, he commented, upon realizing that he hadn’t introduced himself yet, and he politely added “What is your name if I may ask?”  

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[bekabae-blog]

He didn’t know how he ended up standing next to Viktor Nikiforov. But there they were, both in line at the banquet buffet.

“You’re returning to skating.” he said simply, a weak attempt at conversation.

// @ledkorol

[blades-of-ice]

@ledkorol Continuing from: x

Viktor froze at the voice. He had expected to be completely alone. It wasn’t like people could just waltz in, not that anyone had even tried in a while. He quickly wiped his eyes before turning to look at the man.

“Rescue me?” he echoed his words.

Stepping into the room from the open balcony after climbing up to the prince’s room, the man got down on one knee, bowing to the prince before him with a hand over his heart. “My name is prince Yuuri Katsuki, and I hail from the kingdom of Hasetsu. I don’t believe you remember me, but I was present at the party that the king and queen hosted a few months ago.” He slowly stood up, offering a tissue to the prince before speaking again.

“Word has spread about your marriage, and that’s why I’m here. I want to rescue you before the ceremony tomorrow, and we must not waste time. Will you leave with me?”

[giacumxtti]

“Viktor. Come back to bed will you? Do you honestly have that much stuff to do with your hair?” the blonde whined from where he was relaxing on their bed, honestly they both had their own hotel rooms but nowadays they shared. If nothing else it was for company, to feel less lonely. Though, he’d begun wondering if it was turning into something more physical, not that he was opposed to that. 

// @ledkorol