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ugh. he sighed as he stepped into the elevator. he was just glad to be back here. ilia seriously couldn't land shit in that stupid practice. god. he even almost slipped on the step sequence. now, ilia loved competitions. he really really did. but knowing that mikhail was waiting in his hotel room? telling ilia that he would 'make sure, that he relaxed after'? yeah, somewhat understandable that he couldn't focus on anything during that practice. and just the fact, that mikhail seriously traveled for 14 hours, just to see him? probably best thing in the world.
and in all honesty, ilia really needed to relax too. competitions always were so incredibly demanding. physically and mentally. that paired with the fact, that whatever would happen during that free skate tomorrow, would make or break his entire career? understandably stressful. he knew, that everything would eventually be fine. but he needed to nail that free skate. just for himself. for redemption of some kind after what happened at the olympics. but oh. the fact that he was just a few meters away from some alone time with mikhail, was so much better. ilia definitely wanted that more than just a little bit.
"okay" his dad sighed as they stopped in front of ilias hotel room "get some rest, practice tomorrow morning at ten" he continued as he patted ilia on his shoulder. "you'll nail it tomorrow" he pulled ilia into a quick hug, then patting him on the shoulder again.
ilia smiled a little, nodding his head as he watched his dad going to his own room. and he knew he probably would. and he was also pretty glad, that his dad respected that he definitely wouldn't go for a quad axel in his free skate. not to mention, his little plan to get mikhail here to support him. well, ilias dad definitely didn't know all of the story. at least not that part, how mikhail and him would be making out in a few seconds. and he didn't need to know that yet.
ilia held his keycard against the lock, waiting for a second until it unlocked. smiling a little as he pushed the door open. oh.
he looked around for a second. dimmed lights. some take-out on a little side table. right next to two little glasses of red wine. and the way mikhail was just standing there, in the middle of the room. looking the absolutely gorgeous way he always looked while smiling at him. yeah. he's pretty much done.
"i told you" mikhail continued smiling as he grabbed both glasses from the table, taking a few steps towards ilia. "i have a surprise for you" he smirked as he just looked at ilia for a second. and oh. he was wearing that hoodie now. the one, ilia gave him at the olympics. and wait- just some underwear along with it.
"soo.." mikhail took a little sip from his glass as he handed ilia his "how was practice?" he smirked, tilting his head slightly as his hand landed on ilias waist, his thumb brushing over the fabric of ilias jacket.
mikhail somewhat knew, that was a stupid question. he knew, that ilia probably couldn't really concentrate. even if he tried. and that that was probably mikhails fault. but the way he looked? oh. one might say, mikhail was down horrendously for that man.
"very funny" ilia huffed a little laugh before taking a small sip himself. his free arm wrapped around mikhails waist, pulling him a little closer and placing a small kiss on his lips.
mikhail lazily wrapped his arms around ilias neck, pulling him into another kiss before swiftly placing his wine glass back on some table. then grabbing the one from ilias hand and doing the same with it. leaving it abandoned again on that little table.
his hands dropped to ilias shoulders, letting his gym bag carefully drop to the floor next to them before they slid underneath the fabric of his jacket. just as carefully slipping it off his shoulders.
ilia smirked into the kiss in response, his hands slipping underneath mikhails hoodie. making a little gasp leave mikhails lips as the cold metal of his rings met mikhails skin.
"my dad's right behind that wall" ilia softly spoke as he barely pulled away for a second, hands still on mikhails waist "you know that, right?" he tilted his head slightly before going in for another kiss.
"i'm sure" mikhail smirked softly inbetween kisses as his hands slid down on ilias arms "he'll appreciate, if i help you relax a little" he tilted his head as he pulled him closer again. taking a few steps backwards and pulling him along with it. his hands landing on ilias shoulders again.
"mhm" ilia hummed as he leaned in again. his arms now wrapping fully around mikhails waist as he kissed him again. his fingers carefully wrapping around the fabric of the hoodie, smiling a little as he allowed himself to be pulled along. his hands moving downwards to grab a nice handful of mikhails ass.
mikhail dropped himself on the edge of the bed. his hands slipping over the fabric of ilias shirt, just looking up at him for a second. god. he seriously missed this. and sometimes he just hated that they had to spend most of the year apart. although he somewhat suspected that ilia's dad knew something. maybe not everything, but definitely something. and he seemed to be fine with it.
he smiled a little as his fingertips carefully slid underneath ilias shirt, tracing his skin with them. mikhail smirked a little at the way ilia softly bit onto his bottom lip. oh. he knew ilia loved that. just simple, soft touches. preferably around his waist or lower back area.
ilia reached for the hem of his shirt, swiftly pulling it over his head and dropping it next to him on the floor. he pushed forward, landing mikhail on his back while pushing him further onto the bed. immediately attacking his lips with another kiss. smirking into the kiss as he let his tongue sweep over mikhails bottom lip a couple of times. feeling how mikhails hands reached around him, drawing little circles on his lower back with a little squeeze inbetween.
ilias hands slipped underneath the hoodie, softly tracing the little outlines on mikhails stomach with his fingertips. planting a soft squeeze on his waist, causing a tiny gasp to leave mikhails lips. giving ilia an opportunity to swiftly slip his tongue in mikhails mouth, exploring it quite thoroughly. making another few gasps and heavy breaths escape mikhails lips.
he felt mikhails hands traveling downwards, two of his fingers hooking onto the waistband of his sweatpants. pulling ilia a little closer by it with a little smirk inbetween kisses. mikhail played with the hem for a second before tugging on it again, letting their clothed crotches rub against one another briefly. making mikhail slightly arch his back off the mattress, a little moan leaving his lips at the brief friction. ilia smirked, carefully biting onto mikhails bottom lip as he slowly pulled away for a second. looking down on mikhail, placing another brief kiss on his lips before scooting back a little bit. letting his fingertips barely brush from mikhails hips, over his thighs and to his knees.
his eyes traveled over mikhails body as he untied the little knot in front of his sweatpants before shuffling around to quickly take his pants off, letting his eyes eventually land on mikhails face. smirking at the way mikhail bit his bottom lip watching ilia dropping his pants along with his underwear somewhere near the edge of the bed. leaving the clothes half dangling off it. mikhails hands slowly traveled from his own thighs to thehrm of the hoodie. carefully pushing it up in an attempt to take it off.
ilia reached for mikhails thighs, forming a firm grip on them and pulling him closer by them again. dragging him across the sheets, letting the hoodie ride up to his chest. leaving his stomach and waist half exposed. ilia almost lunged forward, immediately attacking mikhails neck with kisses and bites while reaching for mikhails wrists. ilia carefully redirected them around his waist, letting mikhails fingertips dig into the skin on his back with every other bite.
"no" ilia breathed softly, capturing the skin on a particularly sensitive spot between his teeth. then pulling on it before letting his tongue brush over it. "that stays on" he smirked against mikhails skin, his hand gripping on mikhails thigh again. probably leaving some crescent marks on the skin.
"mhm" mikhail hummed as he pressed his lips together, letting his head tip back into the pillow. giving ilia a little more access to his neck while simultaneously feeling how ilias hands moved to his waist. planting a few squeezes on it here and there.
and oh fuck. the way he could feel ilias hands roaming over his torso while targeting all the tiny sensitive spots on his neck with little bites and kisses made him feel a little dizzy. especially the way ilia occasionally brushed their crotches against one another, resulting in mikhail arching his back and that stupid smirk spreading across ilias lips. and the way mikhail could feel that smirk against his skin every single time sent his head spinning.
"you're so pretty" ilia whispered in russian against the skin on mikhails neck before placing a quick kiss on mikhails lips. rather just biting on his bottom lip than actually kissing him. and oh.
mikhail seriously loved how possessive ilia actually was. how he would make it very clear that, even though they weren't officially together yet, mikhail indeed belonged to him.
ilia then carefully pushed the hoodie up a little further, placing little kisses all over mikhails chest. sucking on some spots here and there, definitely leaving some purple-ish marks on those very spots. a little moan escaped mikhails lips when ilia flicked his tongue over his nipple. making ilia smirk a little at the way mikhail arched his back, his head tipping back and one of his hands landing in ilias hair. carefully tugging on it every single time ilia bit down on a certain spot.
"soo" ilia smirked a little as he followed the little line in the middle of mikhails stomach with little kisses "you gonna come see my free skate?" he continued, slightly looking up at mikhail while his tongue dragged over a little spot he just bit down on.
and he knew how mean this was. just placing little bites and kisses all over mikhails torso, keeping him on edge with the teasing while just asking him a completely off topic question. maybe he just enjoyed making mikhail fall apart like that way too much. maybe ilia knew how good he was at that. maybe ilia also knew how much mikhail loved that.
"uhm" mikhail breathed as he felt ilia kissing around his hip bones, his fingers curling in ilias hair at the sensation. "i was-" his breath hitched for a second as he felt ilia tugging on his underwear, pulling it down just enough to target that one sensitive spot right next to his hip bone "was planning to" mikhail finished his sentence as his back arched off the mattress again. he was honestly just praying that the words were coming out at least half right.
because god. the way ilia seemed to know every even remotely sensitive spot was making mikhail feel dizzy. how he just worshipped his entire body. always kissing along every little outline on mikhails body. enjoying every little touch. every little noise mikhail made in response. needless to say that there was just nothing left in mikhails head.
"good" ilia smiled a little, placing another quick kiss on that same sensitive spot before lifting himself up. his hands brushing over mikhails thighs again for a second.
ilia reached for the hem of mikhails underwear again. carefully pulling it off and leaving it with the rest of his own clothes. he sat there for a second. honestly just enjoying the view. how mikhail had one hand resting on his thigh while his other arm was covering his face. his chest rising and falling with every breath. all those little red-purple-ish marks littered over his body. maybe ilia was deeper in this than he originally thought. and maybe mikhail was too.
ilia placed another few brief kisses on mikhails torso, trailing upwards until he met his lips again. one arm wrapping around his waist, causing mikhail to naturally arch his back as his arms wrapped around the blondes neck. pulling him deeper into the kiss.
"do you need-" ilia started a sentence as he barely pulled away again. then immediately pressing another kiss to mikhails lips before just looking down on him again.
"no" mikhail breathed as he slightly shook his head, his arms still lazily wrapped around ilias neck. letting his fingers curl into ilias hair while his eyes wandered over his face.
from his forehead to his eyes. and oh. he could look at them all day. even in this dim light they still looked as blue as ice. mikhails eyes kept wandering to ilias nose, then his lips and back up again. and as gone as he already was, he could still take a good look at ilias face. and how his eyebrow raised at mikhails little 'no'.
"sure?" ilia slightly tilted his head. well, he wasn't complaining, if he could skip that prepping part. but he wasn't going to hurt mikhail, even on accident. as rough as they sometimes went, no way he would hurt him in any way.
"yeah" mikhail breathed again as he wrapped his legs around ilias waist. carefully pulling him into another kiss. and he really didn't need it too. well, he had plenty of time while waiting for ilia to get back from practice plus he just wanted ilia. maybe even needed him.
"okay" ilia whispered as he leaned down again, placing a few kisses around mikhails neck as he aligned himself, his tip barely pressing against mikhails entrance.
one of ilias hands formed a firm grip on mikhails outer thigh, while the other pulled one of mikhails arms from ilias neck. ilia carefully slid his hand over mikhails lower arm, eventually pressing his hand into the pillow while intertwining their fingers. and oh. there was something about this to mikhail. just the way ilia so casually pinned his hand to the pillow, letting his fingers slide between his own. there was something so damn hot about that.
mikhails back arched off the sheets, his fingernails digging into the back of ilias hand as he felt ilia slowly pushing in. his lips pressing together while the back of his head pressed into the pillow. oh. although it might be a little painful, feeling that stretch was probably one of the best parts about all this.
"fuck" ilia breathed, his head dropping to the fabric of the hoodie on mikhails chest as he bottomed out. then planting a few messy kisses underneath mikhails jaw.
mikhails free arm reached around ilia, his fingernails digging into the soft muscles on his back. trying to pull him even closer that way. a little mischievous smirk spread across his lips as his hand traveled to ilias neck, his fingers tangling in the blondes soft curls. then carefully tugging on them. his grip tightened as ilia snapped his hips. just once. causing mikhails head to tip back again, another little moan leaving his lips. oh fuck.
mikhail pulled ilia to his lips by his hair, rather sloppily pressing their lips together as ilia snapped his hips again. letting a little smirk form on ilias face when mikhails breath hitched right into the kiss. another little grin formed on mikhails face as his hand wandered to ilias shoulder. his teeth capturing ilias bottom lip and pulling on it before he pushed on ilias shoulder. effectively flipping them around. immediately pulling ilia up to his lips again, making his hands land on mikhails hips.
"relax, yeah?" mikhail breathed against ilias lips, two fingers hooking onto his necklace. a little smirk formed on mikhails lips as he pressed a soft kiss to ilias lips, letting his hands land on ilias shoulders as he slowly started rolling his hips.
"promised, i'll help you with that" mikhail then added inbetween a few moans, his fingertips digging into ilias shoulders as he planted some wet, sloppy kisses around ilias neck.
he carefully rolled his hips a little faster, feeling how ilia reached around him. hands slipping underneath the hoodie and gripping onto his back as ilias head tipped back with a little 'fuck' escaping from his mouth.
and oh fuck. there was a reason for this being one of ilias favorite positions. just watching how mikhails head tipped back before going right into another messy kiss, constantly interrupted by moans and gasps. the way mikhail was holding on for life on ilias shoulders, basically riding him in that damn hoodie he gave mikhail. just chef's kiss.
"shit- ilia-" mikhail moaned as his head tipped back once again, already feeling some heat bubbling in his stomach. he felt like his vision was getting a little blurry.
especially when ilia ever so slightly thrusted upwards. immediately sending bolts of lightning through mikhails entire body by hitting all the right spots in all the right places. ilia smirked a little as his hand wandered to mikhails length, stroking it lazily a couple of times. making mikhails legs twitch at the sudden friction. and oh fuck. ilia was this damn close too.
"fuck-" mikhail moaned again, chasing his own high by rolling his hips even harder "please" he breathed heavily, pulling ilia into another sloppy kiss. rather just moaning into his mouth than actually kissing him. god. he felt like he was seeing stars. like his legs were gonna give out.
"mhm" ilia hummed inbetween heavy breaths and groans, gripping onto mikhail a little harder. almost sloppily thrusting upwards along with the rythm.
"oh- f-" mikhail moaned as his head tipped back again, his fingernails half digging into the skin on ilias shoulders, half dragging them across it. he felt his legs starting to shake as ilia grabbed onto him harder. planting a few messy kisses on mikhails neck between heavy breaths against his sweaty skin.
ilia felt like he was going to pass out, moaning at the sudden clench of velvety walls around his length. paired with some warm liquid dripping onto his stomach. giving it a few more sloppy thrusts before hitting his climax himself. carefully riding their orgasms out.
"holy fuck" mikhail breathed inbetween some more heavy breaths before placing a little kiss on ilias lips, letting his arms weakly wrap around his neck. watching how some strands of ilias hair stuck to his forehead, ilias grip on mikhail loosening.
"you are" ilia huffed a breathless laugh as he flipped them again, pulling out and briefly dropping his head to mikhails chest before lifting it again "one filthy little thing, mikhail shaidorov" he smirked while placing another little kiss on mikhails lips. still trying to catch his breath.
mikhail chuckled, still trying to catch his breath as they shuffled around for a second. eventually landing mikhails head on ilias chest, his fingertips drawing little circles on it. feeling how ilias arm wrapped around his shoulders, then planting a little kiss on mikhails head.
"you know" mikhail raised his head briefly, placing another quick kiss on ilias lips "i was gonna wear that hoodie tomorrow" he chuckled "guess, i'm gonna need a new one for that" he smiled as ilia pulled the blanket over both of them.
ilia placed another small kiss on mikhails lips, pulling him into a cuddle followed by another kiss on his head. smiling a little as he watched mikhails fingertips drawing circles over the outlines on his chest again.
"i think, i can accommodate that."