Most of the lights were off except the one above the piano, creating a strange chiaroscuro in the ro

Most of the lights were off except the one above the piano, creating a strange chiaroscuro in the room. Victor had his back to the entrance, his slender body silhouetted against the dark backdrop, his hair like liquid moonlight. He was wearing a deep blue shirt that set off the paleness of his skin, his dark trousers cut perfectly to show off his slim hips and round curves of his ass. 

Yuuri stood near the back, just listening, letting the notes wash over him. The lonely, ethereal melody was achingly familiar yet somehow new under Victor’s touch. With just the two of them in the room, it felt like Victor was playing a concert for him alone. Like Victor himself, it was otherworldly, every note calling to Yuuri, inviting him. As if the violin were one half of a harmony, waiting for a partner. 

Yuuri wanted to answer that call, to join Victor and start playing the song he knew by heart.

@victuuriplease commissioned me to draw this lovely scene from their classical musician AU fic,duetto appassionato!