Whether he actually helps the process along or not is in some debate, but he definitely tries to. In fact, it might be more accurate to say that he tries to tear the pants off Yuri's body, the way he tugs and pulls, and there's entirely too much pressure and wiggling pressed tight against his cock for him to not arch his back and voice another one of those quiet but throaty moans.

"Yuri..." assessing a tone is impossible like this, but the name's heavy, weighted with all the things he wants right now. As soon as there's more skin, he's all over it, drunk on the texture of it under his palms, how it moves when Yuri does. The desire to put his mouth on all of it is almost overwhelming and takes him by surprise. It's not something he's ever even thought about before, and now he's got his mouth on Yuri's collarbone because it's the closest thing and he's not really biting, exactly, but there's definitely teeth.