Aiming to Please (слэш)

“Of course I mind,” Yuuri teases, followed by an unfairly adorable yawn. “Your underwear is on the ceiling fan and we knocked over a lamp. And how am I supposed to explain all that noise?”
 
“Anyone who asks you about the noise knows damn well what that noise was,” Viktor retorted, shifting around for more room in Yuuri's tiny twin bed. “And that you were fucking my brains out.”