“Of course, dear Yuuri,” Binktop said with his Gru accent, he grabbed a spoon—not painted, unfortunately, just regular silverware—and stuffed a spoonful of mayo on his mouth. You really did not want to question what was happening. You were feeling equally attacked and aroused. You could almost feel the texture of the mayonnaise on Vicktor’s mouth in the movement of his jaw.
High Noon by belgianblue, Evermoriver, FaiaSakura, LambieLamb, Linnorm, LovelyTitania, Proserpineceres, sbuckwheat. 23,508 words (WIP), rated E.
High Noon is an erotic crack masterpiece. It satirises a good deal of tropes in Victuuri fanfiction as well as well-known fics in the fandom, and is a lot more complex than what you may garner at first glance. Everything is extremely tongue-in-cheek, right down to the creative spellings of Victor’s name and the casual blasphemy. Give it a read!
