Eric snuggled close to Yuri, hugging his sturdy waist. His lover had already fallen asleep and was softly snoring.
"Cutie…" he gently pinched his pouty lips.
Never in a thousand years did he expect something like this would happen. The moment he found out Yuri was married, he had lost all hope of renewing his love with his beloved, but now… his Yuri was all his.
He gently traced his face with a fingertip, making sure not to arouse him from his slumber. His fingertips graced all his marks and his sharp nose, gently booping the tip. "My little man…"
Suddenly, Yuri woke up from his slumber, grabbing a hold of his wrist in a tight grip.
"Ow… gentle…" he gently cupped his face. But the grip on his wrist only became tighter.
"Yuri, stop, that hurts."
Yuri faced him with an unknown look in his eyes.
"Yuri?"
