There's another one of those sobbing moans when Victor swirls his tongue around inside him and he's both whining a little involuntarily and grateful when everything stops for just a moment so he can grab air, greedily, because he keeps not feeling like he has enough, despite the shuddering breaths he keeps taking.

At first, two is not good. There's just no way to really work up to that change of sensation, not when he's not expecting what it will feel like. It's not painful, but it's too much, too quickly and the no is halfway up his throat before something reminds him that Victor had been cautious at this point, too, when it had been Yuuri doing it, warning him to be careful. So instead, he forces out,

"H-hai," again, and then a spill of Japanese that eventually resolves itself into English, "Don't stop... don't stop..." pleading, because he knows he otherwise looks and sounds like Victor is killing him.