Yuri knows he's beautiful. Weirdly, it's not something he's arrogant about. His pride is in skating, dancing, the things he's earned. Being pretty is a tool. Just one more advantage to be used. Hearing Beka say it like that, though - it's like Yuri's never heard it before. Not for him, not like this.

He keens. Wanting more, getting it as Otabek grinds into him. Sending another flare shooting out. It's different then with the two fingers. Only burning most of Yuri's thoughts, instead of all.