Yuri On Ice Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She leaned on me heavily. I caught her before she went down, my hands finding her waist, steadying her with the automatic ease of someone who had been on ice since he could walk. "I've got you," I said. "You better," she muttered into my shoulder. We started slow. Her grip on my forearms was tight enough to leave marks, her eyes fixed on the ice like it had personally threatened her. I kept my hands on her waist and moved backward, pulling her forward, watching her feet find something matching a beat.

Liora's POV I pushed open the door to Calyx, my boyfriend's bedroom. My blood froze in my veins. I couldn't believe my eyes! Veyra, my step-sister…on his bed? “How dare you, Veyra?” An ear-splitting scream escaped my mouth. My hidden wolf, the forbidden beast I had buried deep to survive in this pack, made a wild surge. My claws scraped at my veins. It demanded release. I clenched my fists, and my nails drew blood.

I said as I pushed off the wall. I could see the panic in their eyes. They were about to lose me. “Now, hold a minute,” Skinner said, grabbing my hands. “You can’t just leave after flirting with us like that,” His hands were clammy and moist, and I fought the urge to pull away. “Yeah,” Wrench said and eased closer. “You have got to make it worth our time, Yulia,” He sneered and licked his lips hungrily. “And what if I don’t want to make it worth your time?” I asked.

A sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure. "Good," he breathed. "Good." He wasn't angry. He was thrilled. My mind, which had been frozen in terror, just... snapped. The cold, hard, "fact" persona shattered, and the raw, furious, terrified Yara came screaming back. "Get off me!" I roared, my voice a broken, savage sound. "No," he purred, his smile a flash of white teeth. "The lesson has just begun." He pushed himself up, but he didn't move away. He grabbed my good arm, his grip like a steel trap, and hauled me to my feet.

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

“That’s everything.” She pulled back just enough to look up at me, and I saw her clearly for the first time….not the broken girl from the courtyard, not the invisible thing hiding in plain sight. But a girl who was starting to believe she was worth being seen. I kissed her softly, slowly, making it a question instead of a demand. She answered by pulling me closer. And on that empty ice rink at midnight, with the city sleeping around us, I felt my father’s rules crack and fall away. Felt myself becoming something new.

When I gave him a small smile he softened a bit as he teased me. “You’re adorable like this, Aria.” He said roughly and then dipped a finger inside of me. I whined and my eyes screwed shut, enjoying the feeling of his long fingers. We started kissing again as he opened me up. The two of us worked on each other's respective clothes until we were naked on the bed. It felt so wrong to be like this with my professor, with this Alpha, but I couldn’t help myself; the mate pull was too strong. When Atlas nipped at my neck I moaned and grabbed the back of his head before whispering.

Nothing more. I needed him to say it back to me, needed the words out of his mouth so I could believe they were real, so I could believe that whatever had happened between us in that bar, in his bed, in the hours before the sun came up, could actually stay contained in the box I'd built for it, the same box I was already failing to keep shut. Because if he said it back, if he actually agreed, then maybe I could convince myself this was manageable. Maybe I could survive an entire season standing this close to him on the ice without doing something incredibly stupid.