The soothing does work, Victor smiling foolishly into the kiss, leaning in for more. It's a comforting kiss, not really meant to inspire any spark of passion. It's a lasting and warm kiss before Yuuri is going on, Victor listening attentive.

"Nothing to be nervous about, Yuuri," he coos, hand rubbing Yuuri's cheek over with his thumb, carding through black hair, "I'm not judging or scoring, I just want to watch you skate how you enjoy skating." He chuckles a bit, "unless you want me to be critical, but you should know I wouldn't go easy on you!"