There's nothing else? Victor heard those words and he frowned, almost starting to sit up until Yuri leaned close and touched their foreheads together. Ah. That was the real reason. He reached up with one hand, brushing Yuri's hair back smoothly and pressing a soft kiss to Yuri's forehead.
"You don't have to be with me if you aren't ready, Yuri," he murmured quietly, as painful as that was to say those words. "I'm not going anywhere. We can take things slow, dah? Take things at your pace. But, so you know, Yuri," Victor remarked, drawing out Yuri's name again intentionally. "There's so much more that couples can do together. If that's what you'd like." He lazily leaned back, letting his hair fall back from his forehead and intentionally revealing the smooth, ivory skin of his neck as he did so. Victor knew what he was doing, if nothing else.
"May I try something?" he asked softly, letting blue eyes shift up to meet Yuri's now.