[ The way that Yu looks at him is new. Yosuke feels entirely unable to look away, the water around them suddenly feeling too warm. But a second later he doesn't have to worry about it, as their lips and tongues meet again in a dance that's becoming increasingly familiar. Yosuke lets out something akin to a sigh, or at least as close as one can make underwater. This--...this is good.
This kind, thoughtful, soft-spoken human with the silvery hair and eyes that remind Yosuke of the moon. He is good.
A surprised mumble is lost between their lips as they are finally chest to chest, a small bubble sneaking out between them. Yosuke's hand instinctively reaches up to the back of Yu's head, fingers threading through the shorter strands of hair that float so freely in the water. Being shirtless isn't anything new to him, but he can't deny the fact that there's something different about this skin on skin contact. He's not entirely sure what to make of it, but it's nice. Maybe it's because he knows this is Yu, this is all of Yu, real Yu beside him. No barriers.
If only he could bring them closer...
The hand at his waist urges him silently in some ways, as Yosuke curls his tail over to rest behind the back of Yu's calf. The places where they're different, he realizes...and yet they touch in so many places where they're the same. ]
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This kind, thoughtful, soft-spoken human with the silvery hair and eyes that remind Yosuke of the moon. He is good.
A surprised mumble is lost between their lips as they are finally chest to chest, a small bubble sneaking out between them. Yosuke's hand instinctively reaches up to the back of Yu's head, fingers threading through the shorter strands of hair that float so freely in the water. Being shirtless isn't anything new to him, but he can't deny the fact that there's something different about this skin on skin contact. He's not entirely sure what to make of it, but it's nice. Maybe it's because he knows this is Yu, this is all of Yu, real Yu beside him. No barriers.
If only he could bring them closer...
The hand at his waist urges him silently in some ways, as Yosuke curls his tail over to rest behind the back of Yu's calf. The places where they're different, he realizes...and yet they touch in so many places where they're the same. ]