"I wouldn't worry about that," responded Victor, referring to the idea of Yuri sleeping naked. The way he said it, he let his voice practically purr, letting the innuendo slip between them. He did shift s bit, thrn, letting his blue eyes meet Yuri's gaze directly.
"The rink is lovely! And you do skate my routine beautifully. Did you know we even skate it together as an exhibition?" Victor announced, not hiding anything now that Yuri wasn't running away. "We use the duet version and we skate together, like pairs. I'd love to teach you and skate it with you!" Deciding that he needed to so something to surprise Yuri a little, Victor leaned in suddenly and pressed his lips to Yuri's in a quick, subtle kiss. He then rose from his position, letting go to give Yuri some space.
He stretched, bowwed his head a moment to Yuri. "Thank you for dinner, Yuri. It was delicious! I'll put these away. Can you get Makkachin's leash ready so we can take her with us on a walk? It's in my bedroom, on the dresser." He smiled, handsomely, gathering their bowls and moving them into the kitchen.