i fucking hate myself this anime has ruined me

anyways have ass man

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"Ah, how refreshing to lose to Victor again!" Chris said, shaking Yuri's hand. "I mean, Victor's other half."

Yuri blushed and laughed. "Th-thank you, Chris. I hope I can compete against you next season."

"Same here," Chris grinned and it grew as Victor found his way to his fiancé's side. "Oh, I forgot to mention, I have a fiancé as well, for quite some time now actually."

"Huh? Then why didn't you tell us?" Yuri questioned, curious to who Chris was engaged to.

"When's the wedding? We'll come to your wedding if you come to ours!" Victor said, arm on Chris' shoulder.

"He should be here any moment now," Chris replied, laughing.

"Chris!!" They all heard a yell from the entrance of the hall.

A male with a similar looking golden band on his ring finger as Chris ran up to the Swiss into a running-jump and ended up on the floor.

The male started peppering kisses on Chris' face then helped him stand up. "Your performance was amazing!! Ah, Yuri and Victor! Nice to see you again!"

"E-ehhh?! [Y/N]!" Yuri exclaimed, surprised. "You're Chris' fiancé?"

"Yup!! Didn't you see the pictures? I took a picture of my ring months ago!"

Yuri took out his phone and scrolled through [Y/N]'s posts and saw his seventh post was a picture of his and Chris's hand with the similar golden and diamond-speckled rings.

"A-ah, sorry," Yuri apologized sheepishly. "I must've overlooked it."

"It's fine, you're still invited to the wedding!" the [h/c]-haired male grinned at his friend. "Also, Victor, I hope you're not treating Yuri harshly just because you're coaching him! If you are, I'm ending you!"

"Don't worry, [Nickname], I won't. I'll treat him like a goddess," Victor grinned as Yuri covered his burning face.

Chris laughed silently and whispered to Victor with a smirk. "Our wives are looking after each other."

"Then we gotta look after each other too," Victor laughed. "Anyways, we have to go back now. I need to ask Yuri's mother if he can move in with me."

"Gotcha," Chris replied. "[Y/N] and I will see you guys soon! We'll tell you where our wedding is. It's on next Friday, don't be late!"

"Yep, see ya!" Yuri smiled as they left.

The two were out of sight and almost everyone left the hall. [Y/N] turned to Chris. He smiled that smile that Chris fell in love with.

"Let's go home, shall we?" The [e/c]-eyed male winked at his taller lover, and gasped as he was lifted brudal style into a cab to their hotel room for the evening.

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"Today was so tiring! But at least now I can have time with my beautiful [Y/N]~," Chris cuddled with his lover, shirtless, in a single bed suite.

The said male giggled as he entangled his bare legs with his fiancé's. He was only in Chris' jacket, a random shirt and a pair of [f/c] boxers that showed his round ass perfectly.

"I really can't wait now for our honeymoon to have sex but if you say we can't, I won't pressure you," The blond whispered lovingly.

"I-I can't w-wait either, Chris," [Y/N] stuttered as he smiled warmly at him. "We can do it now, y-you know? You deserve a reward for all you've done today . . . and f-for me."

Chris grinned and hugged [Y/N] tightly, who laughed. "Really!? You mean we can do it!?"

"Y-yeah." [Y/N] breathed out as Chris st him up, grabbed his chin and pulled him into a passionate kiss, so full of love.

Chris asked for permission to enter his lover's mouth and he didn't, but gasped when his ass was groped hard and two tongues fought for dominance, but in the end, it was always Chris that won.

Chris gently pushed [Y/N] down onto the bed, taking off his jacket from his fiancé's torso as well as the shirt he was wearing.

[Y/N] moaned loudly as Chris kissed and bit at the sensitive spots of his neck, which he knew by heart during their heated make out sessions. Once he had made a satisfactory amount of hickies, he moved onto his lover's pink and perky nipples.

He suckled on his left while fondling the right nipple as if it were a woman's breast. [Y/N] gripped the blond locks his lover owned and bit his lip, as if trying to stifle his moans but to no avail. Chris did the same treatment to [Y/N]'s other nipple.

"Ch-Chris!" [Y/N] cried out and blushed as he felt his [f/c] boxers being taken off. As soon as the fabric was away from the two of them, Chris smirked and got in between the two, [s/c] legs and gripped his thighs.

"I want you to sit on my face," Chris growled into [Y/N]'s ear.

"Wh-what?"

"You heard me."

Chris and [Y/N] switched position, but this time, [Y/N]'s plush ass was on the Swiss' face, who was eating him out with gusto.

Chris inserted his tongue into the twitching, virgin hole his lover owned and started devouring the booty, and [Y/N] responded with loud moans.

A few minutes later, Chris started inserting his digits [salivated by his lover] to stretch him out, doing scissoring motions and thrusting in and out erratically, brushing against a certain bundle of nerves that his fingers couldn't quite reach, and [Y/N] whined a lot because of that.

"P-please, Chris!!" The [h/c]-haired male cried out in desperation. "Fuck me already!"

Chris smirked and slowly took off his pants without any underwear on. His cock was huge, around 12 inches, and quite thick as well. [Y/N] blushed furiously.

Chris placed the tip at [Y/N]'s entrance, quite hesitant to just slam inside of his lover to ravish him and just take him then and there. But he wanted to be sure.

"Are you sure about this [Y/N]?" Chris asked. "We can stop now, if you're not ready."

"N-no, I'm fine. Go ahea– AH!" [Y/N] yelled out as all of Chris' girth entered him.

His thighs were shaking as his legs wrapped around his man's waist as he wasted no time to slowly thrust into his fiancé.

Soon, his thrusts got faster and faster until he was literally plowing [Y/N] into the bed, him moaning incredibly loud.

"I'm gonna . . . c-cum," Chris growled into his man's ear, who shivered and tightened around him.

"M-me– ah! too!" [Y/N] closed his eyes tightly as he came onto both their stomachs and an abundance of warm liquid was released inside of him.

"Ah, we forgot the condoms . . . " Chris said as [Y/N] tiredly pulled him into a kiss.

"I don't care if I get pregnant nor if I get AIDS. I love you."

"I love you too." Chris smiled and both fell asleep, not caring about he fact that he was still inside of him.

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"[Y/N] [L/N], will you take Christophe Giacommetti as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"Christophe Giacommetti, will you take [Y/N] [L/N] as your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do."

"You may kiss the groom."

[Y/N] let out a yelp as Chris pulled him into a passionate kiss and grabbed his ass and kissed back lovingly.

The crowd whooped and Victor and Yuri clapped, happy for their friends.

"So Chris," [Y/N] whispered seductively into his man's ear. "Have any plans for the honeymoon?"

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i fuckingn hate myslec cries