Yuri X Victor Novels & Stories

Viktor POV Yuri eyes shifted between my brother and me, his breathing picking up and fear started to fill his veins and I knew the signs were obvious but this was only the beginning of his sorrow. I leaned down, my mouth curling. “You will admit to it your transgressions soon and you will apologize for being a dirty shit that couldn't keep his dick from his niece. Trust me.” Twisting the knife again, I left it in his leg and I gave my brother a sign, and we carried yuri to his feet and gripped his arms.

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

He grabs me by the shoulder basically leading me out. I don't resist not with the murderous energy I'm getting from Viktor. “Are you sure that was a good idea?” I whisper as we go outside. My nose became runny again because of the cold. I'd rather stay indoors for the warmth than be out here but Yuri seems like someone who would sweep you off your feet for fun. “Never mind! You don't know this but Viktor is like a mountain you occasionally have to climb for him to respect you so he stops being a pain in the ass especially with the excuse of a day off.” He grabs my shoulders. “You are so smallish.”

DETECTIVES AND VICTOR 2 Ryan bent first. His tongue licked my crack, circled my hole, then pushed inside. I moaned, pushing back against his face. Then I did the same to him, tongue plunging into his freshly fucked hole, tasting Victor’s cum and lube. We ate each other messily, moaning, cocks leaking onto the floor while Victor stroked himself, watching.

"Tell me the truth, dancer. Who sent you? Was it Dragunov? Or did the Caruso pack leave a little parting gift before they died?" "I'm just a dancer, Alex. Check the bloodwork Elena did." "I did." Alejandro’s thumb pressed into the soft skin under Victor’s jaw. "Your DNA is clean. Too clean. No pack markers. No history. You’re a ghost." He let go, but his gaze didn't waver. "Mateo is soft for you. Ricardo is indifferent. But I see you, Victor. I see the way you watch the exits. The way you never fully relax." "It's called survival," Victor snapped.

’ He realized bitterly that he would continue to be celibate if he continued to work under a big boss and a perfectionist like Aleandro Gilren. Yuriel blushed when Aleandro kissed her in front of so many people. She pinched his waist as the man let go of his lips. Aleandro just smirked and turned to look at Viktor. His facial expression returned to flatness. “Viktor, you know what you have to do, right?”

Victoria commented, her eyes roaming over Halle’s body with a satisfied smirk. “Uh...” Halle was tongue-tied by the woman’s forwardness and compliment, how did she manage to mix an almost insult and compliment at the same time? Probably something only someone related to Xavier would be able to pull off. She took Halle’s hand in hers suddenly and shook it, “I am Victoria Guerriero, that asshole’s cousin and also the designer of your dress,” “I...Know,” Halle said slowly finding it really hard not to fawn and fan girl over the woman while she spoke.

I patted his little head and ruffled his hair a little. I dropped my bag and provided a granola bar which I handed over to him. "Thank you,” he said full of smiles. I smiled back in return and nodded twice. "I'm Wayne,” Black dude said and extended his hand for a shake. "I'm Richard,” said taking his hand, “Richard Williams of the United States Special Forces at your service" I added military like, standing at attention. A gasp escaped Nick's mouth as he looked at me with surprise written all over his face. Yeah, the show wasn’t necessary, but I felt a necessity to make the environment more fun.

scowled Xavia. “You can’t really blame me for liking him either! If anything, you should be blaming yourself for being such a disappointment and failing to meet my expectations! You know, aside from being able to buy branded handbags and cosmetics, getting together with Yuri has even granted me access to Wayfair Mountain Entertainment! What have you been able to give me? You absolute nothing of a person!” added Xavia who was scowling eagerly now, most probably because of her extreme embarrassment. “…Who is this guy, Yuri? Is he your classmate?” asked the woman who had been standing silently at the side this entire time.

- Yuri's voice was perfectly even, and Helios would have been fooled by it if he hadn't caught sight of the club's vice president cracking his fists as he spoke. " You do know, " - Kellion drawled. " That the majority of freshmen hookups begin with those tours, don't you? " - Kellion, added. A pause. " No, I did not. " - Yuri said. And then Yuri was striding towards his bike without a word. Helios raised a brow at his friends, 'He's jealous, isn't he?. Andreus smirked in response while Kellion laughed out loud. " He probably doesn't know it yet. The boy's stubbornly in denial with those things, but... " - Kellion headed towards his own bike.