Yuri blushed. He never thought that his first time with Beka would take place in a locker room shower…but then again he needs Beka now.
Yuri stood and watched as Beka turned on the water, adjusting the temperature. This time, Yuri’s eyes glazed with lust as the gorgeous god in front of him slipped off his sleeveless top. He gulped seeing the water roll down those perfectly shaped muscles. It’s like he was sculpted by God himself.
“Enjoying the view?” Otabek smirked.
“Yes.” Yuri didn’t bother to lie. It was open now. Beka knew what he wanted.
Beka faced him. “Shirt off. Now.”
Yuri smirked too as he slipped off his own. He wasn’t nearly as meaty and buff as Beka but still something turned Beka on as he licked his lips. “I’m going to fuck the shit out you.” Beka growled.
damn this Armed Fury fic is getting out of hand…