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Under the Cover of Eros

YOI Phantom Thief AU

Chapter 28 - Epilogue

There was a faint glow emanating from the room at the end of the hallway. Slowly the figure crept along the shadows, slinking stealthily towards the light. Around him all was silent and calm, allowing his sharp hearing to pick up the gentle swish from fabric being rubbed against skin and the click of a belt being undone. When he was close enough to reach out and touch the door, he saw that his prey had it's back to the hallway. Convenient. The figure eased into the room, not making a sound and ghosted up behind the man standing next to the bed.

"Good evening detective," the figure whispered hotly into his quarry's ear.

"Eros!" Viktor gasped, as his chest heaved. He gulped when the thief began to slowly suckle his earlobe while wrapping his strong arm's around Viktor's waist from behind. He could feel the criminal's hard want press into his upper thigh and Viktor whimpered at the sensation. "What are you doing here?" Viktor exhaled heavily.

"Oh detective, I thought you would be expecting me, I sent a notice after all," Eros replied in a teasing tone, dark and full of desire. His hands tightened around Viktor's hipbones, digging into the tender flesh. "And here you are, waiting for me, in nothing but a flimsy little thong," he purred with a growl. "Naughty boy," Eros declared while pulling back the band on one side of Viktor's thong and letting it snap back with a loud 'thwap' sound.

Viktor yelped at that, but the sting on his hip was pleasant and Eros' hands were gliding up and down Viktor's exposed sides tantalizingly slow. "Eros you're under arrest," Viktor sighed, with no authority or threat in his tone. He knew that there was nothing he could do, nothing that he wanted to do, but let Eros be in charge. To have Eros want him and control the course of events to follow. Viktor was putty in the thief's very capable hands, and they both knew it.

"What would the people of New York say if they only knew that their hero, their beloved detective turned into such a wanton man for a lowly criminal like me?" Eros hissed and peppered kisses across Viktor back while grinding up into his backside.

Viktor didn't have an answer for that. All he wanted right now was Eros, preferably with less clothing than what he most likely had on. Come to think of it, Viktor hadn't even caught a glimpse of the thief yet. "Is that a gun or are you just happy to see me too Eros?" Viktor smirked.

Eros bite Viktor hard on the shoulder and smirked himself when the other man squealed in outrage. "That's so cliché detective, you can do better than that," he whispered and licked up towards Viktor's neck.

Viktor tilted his neck to the side to give Eros more access. Now he could feel the thief's hands meandering up his chest. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to be swept away in the sensations. Eros suddenly rolled the pads of his gloved thumbs over Viktor's nipples, causing the Russian to shudder. "Eros," he sighed in desperation as the criminal tweaked and pulled at Viktor's perk nubs.

"Detective, listen carefully and do exactly as I say, turn around and face me," Eros purred and released his hold on Viktor.

Viktor complied, happily turning around to finally face the mysterious thief that stole his heart. There was Eros, in all his dark and dangerous beauty, standing in nothing but his thigh-high hooker boots, a black thong, long silk gloves, and an intricate black lace mask. The thief had sinfully full red, pouting lips and slicked back raven hair. Viktor salivated at the sight and had to bite his lower lip to hold in a moan.

"You don't look so bad yourself sugar," Eros winked. "Now detective on your knees," he snapped and pointed to the ground. Eros placed his other hand on his hip and locked his chocolate eyes onto the deep pools of aquamarine staring up at him as Viktor complied with his orders.

Not willing to loose eye contact, Viktor stared into Eros' eyes as he descended to the floor. Once he was kneeling in front of the thief, he waited obediently for his next command. With this new position Viktor could very clearly see Eros' straining erection that his thong was doing nothing to hide. His pupils dilated and he heaved a heavy breath. Viktor wanted to reach out and aide the cock in a daring escape from it's cloth imprisonment. "What now?"

"What do you want detective?" Eros replied, his voice laced with temptation.

"You," Viktor admitted in a huff of hot breath that made goose bumps appear on the patch of skin above Eros' boots on his upper thighs.

"Then steal me away from the world detective, claim me as yours," Eros laughed but stopped abruptly when he felt Viktor wrap his hands around his ankles. Viktor trailed his nimble fingers up Eros' boots all the way to the top and squeezed the thief's thighs.

"Won't that make me a thief then too, if I steal you away?" Viktor asked as he pressed his nose to the exposed skin on Eros' thigh. While waiting for a response he flicked his tongue out and licked around the top of the boot all the way to the zipper that ran along the back. He carefully took the zipper in between his teeth and pulled it down along the back of Eros' thigh. When he reached mid calf, Viktor slipped a cool hand beneath the warm leather and rubbed the thief's leg.

"You already stole my heart detective," Eros sighed and closed his eyes as his heart rate increased. Being massaged and handled so lovingly by the detective was sending spikes of pleasure straight to his groin.

"Well then, if I have already committed one robbery," Viktor kissed Eros' exposed ass cheek, "then what's one more?" He squeezed Eros' butt cheeks and then slid one hand down to tug the other boot zipper. He was rewarded by a shiver from Eros.

"Detective, you are so bold tonight," Eros keened as Viktor's hands traveled up both of his legs.

"My boyfriend isn't coming home tonight and my nephew is out with friends," Viktor said hurriedly. When his hands reached the thief's hips, he tugged the other man closer and then grabbed his tight little ass. "It's just you and me, Eros," he smirked and spun Eros around abruptly by the hips. Viktor looked up before burying his face into Eros' clothed erection, breathing in the heady scent of the other man.

"Ahh . . . detective . . .ahh," Eros moaned and reached down to curl his finger's into Viktor's silver hair.

Viktor let out a heated breath through the thong and nipped at the caged beast between the thief's glorious thighs. Eros' cock twitch in response and its owner moaned again. Fully consumed by desire and lust Viktor reached up and torn apart one of the sides to the thief's thong, allowing Eros' dick to be free at last.

"Vitya!" Yuuri shrieked. He was down for some foreplay and a bit of role-play, but that was his favorite thong Viktor had just destroyed. He whacked his boyfriend's shoulder.

"Aww," Viktor pouted. "Stay in character solnyshko, please! You promised," he whined. Viktor had been really into the whole mood a moment ago. It then occurred to him that knew exactly how to get Yuuri onboard again.

Yuuri was busy lamenting the demise of yet another pair of perfectly good underwear, which made him blissfully unaware that his boyfriend's tongue was now mere inches from his dick. "Vitya, let's just forget this, I feel ridiculous," he sighed.

"Absolutely not," Viktor purred and then hummed next to the other man's groin, "I'm not letting you escape me this time Eros!" Viktor proclaimed and then yanked Eros' dick all the way out of the tattered thong and straight into his waiting mouth.

Yuuri could feel himself being consumed down Viktor's throat, slowly growing to meet the challenge of filling that space as much as possible. If Vitya really wanted to play naughty cops and robbers, then so fucking be it! "Ahh detective, that's so good," Eros moaned and bucked into Viktor's mouth. "If this was how it was gonna ahh . . . be then I wouldn't have run away so fast all those other times," Eros grunted and his hands flew to the detective's silver hair once more.

Viktor hummed around Eros' reawakened member. He stretched his tongue out of his mouth and let the turgid flesh slide down, deep into his throat. The thick heat feeling so good as Eros shivered and tried to not choke him. Deciding to really add some logs to the fire of passion between them, he flicked his tongue, now at the base of Eros' cock, and licked the thief's balls.

"Fuck, detective," Eros panted. "That's a good boy, take it all, it's all for you," he moaned and snapped his hips forwards while grabbing Viktor's hair roughly.

Viktor gagged a bit on Eros' cock as it plunged further down his throat. He tried to pull away but found his head being pushed back down the shaft again. Tears stung his eyes as he fought back his gag reflex. Finally Eros' released his death grip and Viktor pulled up Eros' length. When he reached the tip again, Viktor gave it a petulant little nip before gasping for air. Thick saliva dripped from his mouth and he looked up to see Eros' eyes smoldering as the thief panted.

"Come on darlin' you're not done yet," Eros moaned as he stroked himself in front of Viktor. "Give me what I want detective and I'll let you have what you want," he smirked.

Viktor grabbed Eros' cock and began to stroke it while dipping his head up and down the shaft. He pulled his mouth off to twist his wrist near the tip and lick Eros' balls. He soon had the dirty little thief whining and begging. "Come on Eros, cum for me!"

"Fuck detective, you're so amazing!" Eros whimpered and squirmed as he felt himself getting closer to his release.

Viktor felt a pleasant chill run down his spine when Eros praised him. "I want it!" he declared and then plunged forward to consume Eros' cock once more.

Eros didn't have time to say anything else when he felt his muscles tense and he came in Viktor's waiting mouth. He moaned and grabbed the detective's head as he shuddered out his hot seed, painting the other man's throat white.

Viktor swallowed everything that Eros had to offer and then pulled back to lick the thief's weeping tip. His eyes were heavily lidded and his own erection throbbed painfully from under his thong. He leapt to feet, ripped off Eros' mask and claimed the criminal's ruby lips.

Eros moaned into the kiss, tasting himself on the detective's tongue. His hands wrapped around his lover and pulled him closer as he road out the remnants of his orgasm. When they finally ended the kiss, the thief was gasping for air. "Detective, you're so good to me," he purred and licked his lips while shooting the detective a sultry grin.

"Now that I have finally caught you Eros, I don't intend to ever let your go!" Viktor growled and pushed the thief backwards onto the bed. He enjoyed the shocked expression on the criminal's face for a moment before he slid his own thong down his legs. He hissed when the cool air hit his rock hard cock. He spit into his hand and stroked himself while glaring down at the squirming figure of the dark haired beauty sprawled out on his bed.

Eros lay there, the detective's intimidating form looming over him, and he squirmed in anticipation. He could feel his hole twitch and his cock begin to reawaken under the intense gaze. "Then shut up and fuck me already detective," Eros grinned, "I don't have all night."

Viktor launched himself at the thief and picked up the slighter man to spin him around. The thief squealed and flailed, but the detective pulled the criminal's ass into the air and slapped it. He smirked as what remained of Eros' thong fell aside, giving him a clear invitation. "I'm gonna make you scream my name Eros, I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you will be feeling it for days!" Viktor growled and positioned himself behind the dirty little criminal's entrance.

"Show me what you're made of detective," Eros challenged in a slightly muffled voice. He smirked back at the detective while his head was pressed into a pillow. "I'm waiting," he purred and wiggled his ass.

Viktor let out a feral howl and then plunged into Eros' tight heat. Viktor shoved himself deep inside the thief, wrapping himself in the thief's silky embrace. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the thief was already wet and prepared for him. "Eros, you dirty little slut, you wanted this!" Viktor exclaimed as he snapped his hips.

Eros saw stars as the damn detective hit his prostrate on only the second thrust. "Fuck detective! Ahh that's . . . uhngg. . . right there!" He wailed.

Viktor knew that he wasn't going to be able to last very long, so he was determined to make the naughty little thief feel good. He rammed into the criminal mercilessly, deeper and deeper until the man was screaming beneath him. "Eros, fuuuck!" Viktor exclaimed and felt himself getting close. He reached down and took hold of Eros' cock. "Cum with me my pretty thief," he grunted.

When the detective clasped his erection and slammed into the little bundle of nerves deep within him, Eros lost it and felt pleasure wrack his body once more. He spilled into the detective's hand and felt himself tighten around the cock buried deep inside his ass.

Viktor's eyes rolled into the back of his head as his release hit him. He grabbed a hold of Eros' hip and rode out the sensation with a few more thrusts. "EROS!" he screamed in ecstasy at the feeling of Eros tightly squeezed around his cock. He breathed heavily for a few minutes and then slowly eased out. Viktor flopped down next to the prone form of his lover and smiled.

"Well detective," Eros grinned and rolled onto his side to better see the other man. "What do we do now? Still want to arrest me or you ready for another go?"

"Solnyshko, your stamina is incredible, I'm spent love," Viktor sighed in defeat.

"Viiityaaaa," Yuuri whined. "That was fun, let's go again baby," Yuuri grinned as he pushed some of Viktor's hair back from his face. He dropped his voice low and let it rumble in his chest as he purred into Viktor's face. "Come on detective, I thought you were better than that."

Viktor grit his teeth and swung his leg over Eros' waist to straddle the man. "You will be the death of me," he growled and latched onto his lover's throat.

"Oh detective, you animal!" Eros giggled and squirmed under his lover.

. . . .

"Ok settle down, settle down," Bob grumbled. "Can everyone see?" A chorus of agreement met his question and he decided to press on. "Ok our annual Spank Bank viewing party is a about to begin! Did everyone submit their best finds from this year?"

"Hurry up Bob, we all want to see what you have!" A red headed woman named Stephanie piped up from the back corner of the room.

"Oh I have a few lil treasures this year let me tell ya," Bob winked mischievously. "But shouldn't we start with your Captain Yakov vid from his office the other day? That sounds promising," he laughed. The Captain's wife had snuck into his office to surprise her husband on their anniversary, needless to say the entire security department was surprised as well.

"Screw that, you know that we are all here this year to see your hot Detective Nikiforov and his boytoy vids!" Stephanie exclaimed while the rest of the security department agreed.

"Well alright then," Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out a DVD to put in the computer. A video began to play on the large screen that they had erected along one of the walls of their department. Regrettably there was no sound to accompany the images on the screen, but that hardly mattered as a sultry Asian man was laid out on a conference table while handcuffed. The whole audience present gasped and snickered as the detective got to work on his boyfriend. Bob smiled, it was after all his favorite security video ever and he was happy to share it's beauty with his co-workers.

An hour or so later after seeing a flustered Guang-Hong with his boyfriend in a storage room, Yakov and his very flexible wife, and few more greatest hits from the couple now dubbed as Viktuuri, the security staff voted unanimously that Bob's first entry was the best.

. . . .

"Are you sure about this?" Seung Gil asked his boyfriend, shyly. He still couldn't believe that he actually had a boyfriend. He felt like he was living in some fairy tale world where you are magically granted permission to be happy no matter your past. Either way Seung Gil was determined not to squander this precious second chance at life.

"Lee baby shut up and put that box down over there," Phichit huffed and directed the other man. "Yuu-chan already moved out last week and you have been staying here anyways, now we are just making it official!" He plopped down on the sofa and wiped his brow. With that, the last of Yuuri's things were out of the way and his brother would stop by later to pick them up.

"I know Chichi, but this is all new to me," Seung Gil admitted in a small voice, nothing like his usual brash confidence and bloodthirsty tone. His tanned Thai angel gracefully got to his feet and smiled, which took the former assassin's breath away. His boyfriend was wearing a pink crop top that read 'want to take a selfie?' and a pair of loose fitting black sweatpants.

"Lee baby I told you already, your past doesn't matter to me, so long as I can be in your new future," Phichit flashed a toothy smile and then got on his tip toes to press his lips against his boyfriend's. He sighed and deepened the kiss while sliding his hipbone up near his boyfriend's crotch. When Seung Gil gasped at the contact, Phichit smirked and broke the kiss. "Oh Lee baby as long as you are willing to give up your bad old assassin ways, I'm willing to give you all of this," he winked and gestured to his own lithe form. "So baby what do you choose? The life of a dirty old killer or me?"

"You Chichi, always you!" Seung Gil responded immediately, it was an easy choice to make. He couldn't believe his luck that he was allowed to be this happy, that he could have this chance with an angel.

"Good," Phichit leaned up to peck his boyfriend on the cheek. "Now that's settled, lets go to your house warming party," he swiveled on his heel to walk down the hall.

"But Chichi, we are the only ones here," Seung Gil stated, clearly puzzled. He didn't remember anyone else stopping by and the apartment wasn't that big. He already knew every entry and possible exit in the place. Seung Gil had calculated to easiest sniper locations and the most likely hiding places for intruders.

"Oh it's a private house warming party," Phichit grinned and pulled the tie on his sweatpants, letting them fall as he walked out of them and down the hall to reveal his bare ass to his boyfriend. Once free of the pants, Phichit turned to glance over his shoulder at the other man. Phichit smirked when he saw his boyfriend standing where he had left him, slacked jawed and basically drooling. "You comin baby?"

Wordlessly Seung Gil willed his feet to move, urging them to carry him down the hall and towards the bare assed god that was waiting. He almost choked when Phichit skipped the rest of the way down the hall and into his bedroom.

. . . .

A warm breeze caressed his body and the gentle sounds of waves crashing along the shore filled his ears. It was paradise and he never wanted to leave. Luckily for Georgi, he now had the financial means to stay on this beach for the rest of his life if he wanted to.

"Another Mai Tai sir?" A busty bikini clad servant asked with a well practiced smile. She had tanned skin, long blonde hair, and very round backside. He wouldn't mind getting to know her a bit more intimately.

"Yes, keep them coming," Georgi responded lazily. Out of the corner of his eye he could see his empty glass being taken away and new Mai Tai being put it it's place. It was nice being waited on for a change, he had certainty spent more than enough time waiting on JJ. When Seung Gil gave him the option of fleeing the country a wealthy man or being killed, the choice was an easy one.

"Anything else I can get you sir?" The blonde asked with a subtle fluttering of her long eyelashes.

"No thank you, that will be all for now dear," Georgi smiled and reached for his beverage.

"Well just let me know if I can do anything to make your stay here more enjoyable," she purred coyly, her voice laced with innuendo.

"I will, thanks," Georgi smirked and leaned back into his beach chair. Yes he was planning on enjoying himself to the fullest.

. . . .

-While Yuuri was recovering in the hospital-

Otabek and Yurio were sitting in Yurio's room, playing a first person shooter. They were determined to show those trash talking twelve year olds a thing or two. After another successful campaign of ass whooping, Yurio reached over and turned off the TV.

"Beka I have something to tell you, but you have to promise not to tell anyone else, got it?" Yurio all but growled at the end of his statement turned threat.

"Ok Yura, you know that you can tell me anything," Otabek confirmed honestly. He wanted his Yura to confide in him, he was willing to listen to anything his gorgeous kitten had to say.

"Well you know how my Sensei got shot?" Yurio began in a small voice. He knew that he just had to tell Beka, that way he would be able to complain about how stupid the adults in his life were.

"Yeah I'm sorry Yura," Otabek sighed and scooted over to his boyfriend. He placed his arm around the slighter boy's shoulder and pulled him closer. "He's gonna be ok though," Otabek offered a small, understanding smile.

Yurio rolled his eyes and shoved his boyfriend back. "No no I know he will be!" He hissed in frustration. "What I wanted to tell you is that Sensei is actually that damn Phantom Thief Eros!" Yurio wailed through clenched teeth.

"Oh, I thought so," Otabek said plainly.

"What the fuck? How the hell did you know that?" Yurio spat back.

"I've had my suspicions since the day that I met him. Your Sensei is a terrible liar, he stutters and flushes at the smallest things. He is incredibly agile and so was the thief. He is Asian and so was the thief. You said that the thief was really into you uncle too, so that fit as well. I also saw him and his friends having late night meetings at his brother's café. I just assumed that you knew and had promised that you wouldn't tell anyone so I just kept quiet," Otabek explained and finished with a shrug. He just thought that his Yura couldn't tell him because it wasn't exactly his secret to tell.

"Oh my god Beka you are so fucking cool!" Yurio squealed and jumped into his boyfriend's arms. He wrapped himself around Beka and squeezed. "Sorry I didn't tell you sooner!" How did he deserve to be with such a cool man? Yurio couldn't believe how lucky he was!

Otabek laughed and patted Yura's hair with one hand and hugged him close with the other. "It's fine Yura, no big deal, do you want to play some more video games or do something else?"

"Oh I can think of some other things I would rather do," Yurio hummed and leaned up to kiss Otabek. It was a chaste kiss, tender and sweet.

"Yura do you want to have Otabek stay for din- BOYS!" Viktor screamed and covered his innocent eyes. "Stop that! Go wash up and go to the table, dinner is in five minutes!" Viktor yelped and stomped down the hallway, muttering in angry Russian.

Otabek blushed and looked over at his kitten who was smirking. "Yura?" He asked quietly.

"I'm just thinking about being a good little boy and eating all my dinner so I can have some Kazakhstan for dessert," he winked, got to his feet, and pranced out of the room.

. . . .

-Several Years Later-

"So then I said 'you're under arrest,' and of course he-" Viktor was cut short when a hand was placed over his mouth. Viktor pouted and then licked the offending hand, receiving an undignified yelp in response.

"Damn it Vitya!" Yuuri swung his hand in the air to attempt to dry it from his husband's gross drool. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop telling Chris about our sex life?" Yuuri shouted and then sighed when he received many affronted looks from the people nearby.

"Yuu-chan, could you please not yell such things at your brother's wedding," Celestino sighed and covered his face. The LAST thing that he wanted to hear about was either of his sweet baby boy's sex lives thank you very much! "And you," he pointed a stubby finger at Viktor, "stop making my precious boy so upset!" Celestino narrowed his eyes and glared daggers at Viktor.

"Aww Dad," Viktor flashed his signature heart shaped grin. "It's a celebration of love! Don't be so angry!" Viktor threw an arm around his husband and pouted in Yuuri's face. "Solnyshko, your Daddy is being mean again," he sniffled.

"Argh!" Yuuri threw his arms up in distress, knocking Viktor off balance in the process. He spun around and pointed at his dad. "You! I'm not a child and I can take care of myself. Thank you for your concern, but I can handle my husband!" He huffed and spun around to face Viktor. "And you!" He pointed at his husband. "Don't be vulgar or you will be sleeping alone on the couch for the next month!" Yuuri took a deep breath, held his head high, and gracefully walked away.

Viktor watched as his husband's gorgeous ass swayed back and forth while he weaved through the crowd. "Isn't he wonderful?" He sighed dreamily.

"Vik you are so whipped," Chris laughed. Just then Stephan whacked Chris over the head. "Ow baby, be gentle," he whined and rubbed his head.

"Like you're one to talk," Stephan smirked and raised his hand to show off his shiny new engagement ring.

"Well you know how the song goes, 'if you like then you should put a ring on it,' so I did," Chris leaned up and pecked Stephan on the cheek.

"Viktor how long has it been since you and Yuuri exchanged your own vows?" Stephan asked as Chris snaked and arm around his waist.

"Three years," Viktor smiled proudly. After being together for barely a year they had decided to get married. It had been a small and very intimate wedding. Makkachin had been the ring bearer and Phichit had gotten ordained for the event. It had been perfect and Viktor grinned at the memory. Viktor had fallen in love with Yuuri the dance instructor, Yuuri the blushing mess of a boyfriend, and Yuuri as a Phantom Thief. He loved every facet of his solnyshko. Viktor knew that he was the luckiest man in the whole world. But, he also knew that they would probably never had been able to get together if Yuri hadn't become a Phantom thief and hid under the cover of Eros!

- The End -

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Author's Notes:

Ok guys this is really it ;_; It's done! I can't even tell you all how much fun I have had with this fic! Seriously you all are simply amazing and I love you all *hugs her readers*

I hope that you all enjoyed this little epilogue with glimpses into the future of this AU ^.~

I am leaving tomorrow on a month long trip and will return to my writing in August ^^ I wish you all a lovely July and hope to see you again on my next fic! LATER!