[It's impossible not to get distracted as Yuri's temptations cascade over him, one after another. If it had only been his kisses, sweet and alluring as they are, maybe he would've settled into the rhythm of them and let himself be carried along on their current. If it'd only been the talk of the Empire, and of Yuri's prior experiences there, maybe he'd have been able to focus even through his bristling instincts.
But it's everything. It's everything in rapid succession, soft kisses and purring words and then suddenly Yuri's lithe weight on top of him, closer now to a proper breeding position than he's been yet, and there's no chance in hell of Dimitri keeping his composure when he's twice been denied the opportunity to properly bury himself inside Yuri and now the chance is there, right there, and he can't.
A pretty face to fuck, Yuri says, offhandedly. Does that mean — is he still untouched, otherwise? He'd been so careful, earlier, when talking about how they might join, the precautions to take to prevent an unintended child. Then he's been careful, he must have been. He's not let any of those other alphas take what's Dimitri's.]
Why would you go to the Alliance?
[His hands come up to hold Yuri's hips, demanding insurance against the possibility that Yuri might rise up or move away when Dimitri so plainly doesn't want him to.]
It's true the Kingdom isn't perfect, but surely...surely you'd be happier there.
[He bares his teeth, just slightly; the faintest points of his incisors show from behind his lips. And to his credit, he hasn't yet tried to shift beneath Yuri or angle his hips to coax the tip of his cock to "accidentally" slip inside him; he's behaving, so far, but only while he still has the reassurance of Kingdom superiority, and therefore nothing to prove in response.]
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But it's everything. It's everything in rapid succession, soft kisses and purring words and then suddenly Yuri's lithe weight on top of him, closer now to a proper breeding position than he's been yet, and there's no chance in hell of Dimitri keeping his composure when he's twice been denied the opportunity to properly bury himself inside Yuri and now the chance is there, right there, and he can't.
A pretty face to fuck, Yuri says, offhandedly. Does that mean — is he still untouched, otherwise? He'd been so careful, earlier, when talking about how they might join, the precautions to take to prevent an unintended child. Then he's been careful, he must have been. He's not let any of those other alphas take what's Dimitri's.]
Why would you go to the Alliance?
[His hands come up to hold Yuri's hips, demanding insurance against the possibility that Yuri might rise up or move away when Dimitri so plainly doesn't want him to.]
It's true the Kingdom isn't perfect, but surely...surely you'd be happier there.
[He bares his teeth, just slightly; the faintest points of his incisors show from behind his lips. And to his credit, he hasn't yet tried to shift beneath Yuri or angle his hips to coax the tip of his cock to "accidentally" slip inside him; he's behaving, so far, but only while he still has the reassurance of Kingdom superiority, and therefore nothing to prove in response.]