The reach is elegant, easy. The lines of Yuri's form turning long. He plants a hand on Otabek's chest. More for stability then anything else, but there's still the sensation of pinning. Keeping everything in place as he ruffles through the drawer.

Finally he nabs the Vaseline - then fumbles the tub, as he hands it down to Otabek. Ears going red. Because yes, Yuri's got grace ground into his bones. But he is asking his best friend to use this to fuck him. Grace only gets you so far!