"You have me," it's somewhere between adoringly sweet and a little bit exasperated, because even though they're in no particular hurry, exactly, the orgasm in the entryway has only really taken some of the nervous edge off. Yuuri's still keyed up in a very specific way, and while he knows there are a number of outlets for that, there's only one he's interested in.

It's not that Yuuri will be upset with Viktor, if he lingers too long. It's just that he's stretched thin on a lot of things and allowing himself to be cared for is actually one of them. Which isn't a problem if Viktor wants to get rough fucked into the mattress until they're both exhausted, but if he actually wants his prize, there's a shortening window in which to claim it-- a window where Yuuri has very subtly left tying him up on the table, if Viktor is also thinking quickly enough about it.