Yuri On Ice Fanart Novels & Stories

My fingers were almost completely sucked inside. Then Yuria mounted him and used her hand to insert his C*ck inside her. When she had him deep inside, she started a steady rotation of her hips. As she walked, the margins of her pale blue garment brushed my exposed stomach and thighs. With the skirts of the dress spread out around her, Yuria rode atop him, appearing like a soft, massive mushroom that had silently peeked its face up through the dead leaves on the ground and opened under the protecting wings of night. Her v*gina felt simultaneously warm and freezing.

As I felt the cold sweep of the aircon remains, I answered, “No. As long as you have the scissors, you have to go there.” Yuri turned around, looking at me with worries on her eyes. “Okay,” she answered, running a tongue over her dry lips. Her spinal cord marked on her back as she swivelled to face the art room door. She was only wearing a white camisole and a cycling shorts of the same color, too. “All right, see you later.”

Yuri stood there, flanked by two other concubines I now knew were Svetlana and Rose. Svetlana was tall and willowy with ice-blonde hair, while Rose had fiery red curls and a perpetual smirk. All three looked like they had dressed for battle, with silk gowns in jewel tones that clung to their figures, jewelry glinting mockingly in the sunlight.

"This is a self photo of your little uncle?! God, the best in the world! Such a top-notch figure must be very beautiful! Don't you really like him? If you don't like him, introduce him to me.!" "Honey, don't be ridiculous, give me back my cell phone!"Yuri's ears are red and she wants to get her mobile phone back. Honi Ruan deliberately didn't give it, but also pointed to the photo and asked, "unless you honestly tell me, do you like this figure?" Yuri: "..." "I like it." She answered truthfully, her ears burning. Who doesn't like such an eye-catching figure. "Hahahaha, who just said it was just a cooperative relationship?"

Omar had been explicit about his hatred towards my kind, but part of me hoped he would see through that judgmental fog and become the kind, caring Omar I met. "Beatrice, more ice." Persephone extended her ruby-engraved chalice, waving in a gentle upward motion. I clench my jaw at my new Ice machine status. She used me as her cooling device, forcing me to use my power at every frivolous opportunity. "Yes, your majesty." I pause my palm-leaf fanning momentarily to wave a hand over her glass, forming little clumps of ice.

“With the Tethralis Art, I can soar to the heavens. Who else can oppose me?” Yui’s laughter echoed. “Fancy tricks.” Facing this, Yered appeared nonchalant. He raised both hands, revealing two distinct runes, each channeling a different power. One was fire, the other was ice. “This brat,” James exclaimed in surprise while seeing the scene. “He comprehended the Glaciem Race’s primitive inscriptions and cultivated the Ice Power in such a short time. Moreover, it seems like he intends to merge fire and ice to create a new force.”

Yuri gave Mina a green tea flavored ice cream. Dani was eating chocolate bar while Yuri was drinking her cheesecake bubble tea. They sat down in the middle of the park. Everyone had happy faces, but not Mina. "Is it good?" Yuri asked her. "Y-Yeah." Mina faked her smile. Mina did not know but she felt strange spending time with Yuri and Dani. She didn't get why suddenly they asked her to hang out with them. She could still remember when she was introduced to the class a few months ago as a transferee. She saw Yuri and Dani throw her their bitter smiles.