The Simplicity of Candles and Lace (слэш)

“Yuuri.” There’s suddenly a soft grip around his wrist, warm fingers under his chin carefully guiding his gaze back to Victor’s. There’s no hint of anger or annoyance in his eyes, his smile as soft as the words that brush delicately and sweet against his face. “Did you buy this for me?” He trails his fingers from his wrist to the top of the babydoll and slowly runs them up and down the lacy strap.
Yuuri tries to suppress the warmed shudder as he slips his thumb underneath to softly stroke his skin, words rapidly disappearing as he watches Victor’s pupils slowly dilate as he continues to touch him.
“Yeah, a while ago. I just... wasn’t sure when to actually wear it.”
 
A.K.A. Yuuri gets railed in some very nice lingerie