#[yuri...]
“What?” He’s innocent-ish. And playing dumb because possibly flustering Otabek was fun for him.
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#[yuri...]
“What?” He’s innocent-ish. And playing dumb because possibly flustering Otabek was fun for him.
@riteris
HAMILTON / STARTER SENTENCES.
“No thank you, I don’t drink.” Especially during parties like these. Besides, he may be an adult but that doesn’t mean he enjoys alcohol as do the rest of the other skaters. Not to mention he didn’t want to leave Yuri out of it, he is the only other minor who cannot have alcohol, even someone like Minami now can…
It was then that it dawned him, “….how are you Guang? How is Leo?” he knew the two chatter none stop sometimes.
“Oh... ha ha... I meant non-alcoholic,” he said, clearing his throat. “I turn 18 in a couple weeks. I can’t buy you alcohol yet.” He looked up again and smiled once the awkward feeling he had probably bestowed upon himself had faded. “I’m good! Kind of disappointed about falling during my program, but I’m okay about it now. We’re good! He’s around here somewhere... Just thought we’d drop by for the party, because why not? How are you?” // @riteris
@riteris || continued.
Maybe he wasn’t of age for where they were, but that didn’t mean he’d never been permitted to have a drink in his lift before that point. “Why the hell do I need a reason for it?” He’d simply felt like finding out what it was like to let go and be drunk. Was that such a problem?
“You spend enough time around drunk people, you’ve probably been drunk with them before.” Working in a club didn’t seem like much of an alcohol-free area -- at least, not in Yuri’s opinion. “Why can’t I try it? You’ll be here with me and won’t let me do anything stupid. I shouldn’t have to wait just because I’m ‘too young’ to do something.”
@riteris. yuri sat in his lap.
Continues to do what he was doing before Yuri decide to make himself comfortable onto his lap. Already used to the other shenanigans he took them with strive. “Comfortable?” he asks with indifference; honestly if Yuri thinks he will surprise him by this, the blonde skater is in for a rude awakening.
This won’t do. Yuri pouts at Otabek’s indifference, long fingers wrapping around his face and shoulders with familiarity. It feels right, like this. Good, and whole. “Yes,” He mutters, brow twitching. “Pay attention to me.” This time he hisses his words, craving more than a reaction. He wants Otabek’s hands on him. “Or I’ll bite.” Perhaps his ear, or his neck-- maybe on the tips of his fingers.
riteris replied to your post: > enters > sees everyone dealing with...
“It’s not that bad..”
“ it’s not exactly ideal either! i’d rather not have a random stranger give me a baby. ”
@riteris
text: [ so what’s this surprise you said you were mailing to me today? the mail came already today and there’s nothing but junk mail. ]
@riteris || continued from here [ x ]
As seconds ticked by and Otabek’s hand didn’t react to its new resting position, Yuri’s lips were pursing in disproval. They were, in Yuri’s opinion, more than far enough away from the banquet. The alcohol was flowing so no one was going to be looking for the two antisocial skaters of the bunch. Yuri was more afraid of what they would come back to once they rejoined the party.
“I’m not a fucking child, I’m old enough to decide for myself and you know damn well I decided I wanted you.” Shifting his weight in Otabek’s lap to try and finally entice him to touch his boyfriend, Yuri was getting more impatient until Otabek finally relented. He could be fine with some heavy making out for now, although Yuri would have to keep his body under control lest he wanted to go back to the banquet pitching a tent. Pushing the Kazakh’s other hand down to his ass once Otabek finally moved, Yuri dove in for more kisses that were a precursor to how many more he wanted. “For now, there. And no more pulling away from kissing.”
riteris replied to your post: "....Why is Viktor asking about your wedding?"
“…..You don’t think the angel’s got anything to do with it?”
“What could he possibly have to do with them? I’ve never seen Viktor talk to them in person or online.” Yuri may or may not be checking the Angel’s Twitter just to confirm that.