[ Somehow, when Victor enters the room, everything about this seems just as easy to access as it does on the ice. Victor walks into the room, looks at him all dolled up like a woman, and acts like he's just seen a super model laid out before him. He acts like Yuuri feels whenever he sees a Victor, and it's encouraging. It's the reminder he needs to embody his Eros properly, that Victor loves him like this, that it isn't humiliating. It's a reminder that the reason he's doing this is that bring her makes him feel good.
It's like turning on a switch, because as soon as his reason for confidence is confirmed it comes easily. His knees tilt sideways together in more feminine pose, and he leans into one arm as he shoots Victor a playfully seductive look. ]
I was just thinking about how good you make me feel when you look at me like that. Are you going to join me?
[ not for the first time, he wishes English had gendered personal pronouns. It's not quite the same. ]
Of course he is, more reasons for Yuuri to feel like his polyglot fiancé is out of his league
It's like turning on a switch, because as soon as his reason for confidence is confirmed it comes easily. His knees tilt sideways together in more feminine pose, and he leans into one arm as he shoots Victor a playfully seductive look. ]
I was just thinking about how good you make me feel when you look at me like that. Are you going to join me?
[ not for the first time, he wishes English had gendered personal pronouns. It's not quite the same. ]