“Yes. It’s… magical, almost.” Yuuri pauses, reaches for the bottle of water Victor bought and unscrews the cap.
After a few mouthfuls, he offers the bottle to Victor who accepts it and drinks the remaining water. There’s a small string of saliva running from the opening of the bottle that connects with Victor’s lips, a glistening intimate spider web strung together by them both before it breaks. The small bead left on Victor’s lower lip makes Yuuri promptly look away, out the window to the side. He never sees the way Victor’s tongue makes it disappear.
Bookmarked by Blusters
02 Aug 2018