[ Too surprised to immediately answer, Yu lets Yosuke draw him back in close.
I liked it.
This is bad for his blood pressure, probably.
He still stops before their bodies can be drawn flush again, his hands back on Yosuke's waist. He's still flamingly bright red, and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows visibly. ]
No, I...
[ Yosuke doesn't know. Of course he doesn't know. Why would he know what happens when humans get aroused? Do his kind even have sex?
Oh god. Thinking about sex of any kind with Yosuke is only going to make this worse. Yu gives his head a small shake to make the flash of heat in his gut dissipate. ]
It's...
[ You know, he's had to face a lot of things. Take on the monsters made of people's darkest secrets, chase a killer at constant risk to the lives of himself and his friends, and in fact, he has almost died. And, somehow, this requires he summon more of his courage than he can ever remember having to do before.
Calm down, Yu. Pulling in a steadying breath (it's water, it makes the water around his head shift, but it's still calming), he reattains some of his composure and looks at Yosuke directly.
[ Yu is hesitant and Yosuke doesn't want to pressure him, but he's not sure what changed. He said he got carried away, but Yosuke thinks he may like carried away. When Yu keeps some distance between them, Yosuke feels his smile falter just a degree. But he waits, confused but patient.
Wait... ]
...Sex?
[ He raises his brows, but it's not disgust. Just, you know. Curiosity mixed with some confusion. ]
[ At the very least, Yosuke doesn't seem too disappointed, which is good. Since he really, really, really doesn't want Yosuke to feel bad, or to worry, or feel like this is his fault. Even though it kind of his fault? But not in a bad way! ... help.
The curiosity and confusion yield mixed feelings in Yu. Some relief, since at least he doesn't seem bothered by the use of the word, but also some dread, since...
... he's not going to have to explain sex to Yosuke, is he?
That question is partially answered while he's still getting his thoughts together, and Yosuke tosses that question at him. He makes a weird sound, somewhere between a choke and a cough. He does end up clearing his throat. ]
... humans don't have seasons. But that is ... how I'm feeling right now. ... this--
[ Yu gestures ... below his waist. His shorts floating in the water obscures it slightly, but there's still a somewhat obvious bulge between his legs. Calling attention to it makes him wish a little bit that maybe he had actually drowned the other day, though he doesn't really look it. He just seems a little ... tense. ]
--is because I ... really liked what we were doing. So my body reacted. [ That's a pretty safe way of describing it, right? Thoughtfully, and again, somewhat plainly: ] We describe it as getting aroused.
[ Sorry, Yu. You totally have to explain sex to Yosuke. Some fish do give live birth, but koi lay eggs.
Still, Yosuke listens attentively. Yu does seem, er, uncomfortable, and it dawns on him that this is likely something that holds a different sort of...meaning? If it's...if it's not just that time of year when that's just how you feel, if Yu is feeling that way because of what they're doing, then...Is it...
Yu wants to...mate with him?
Oh.
Oh. ]
S-So...you...
[ Welp.
Okay, it's clearly starting to make sense to him now. His eyes glance down to Yu's shorts. What is--so that's what--he's... ]
[ How is it with every passing moment, he wishes even more he could sink into the river muck below them and disappear for the rest of eternity? Every time he thinks he's hit the absolute peak of mortification and embarrassment, things get a little worse.
Like Yosuke, glancing down at his boner, and going ... oh. ]
I, uh--
[ He has never been this flustered or off his game, ever, not once in his entire life. It is a new and strange and utterly unwelcome feeling. ]
I don't want-- I'm not... [ He rubs a hand over his mouth. ] I don't want to do anything. Like that. It's just... I couldn't help feeling ... really good. It's ... an automatic response. All I want is ... to keep doing what we were doing. Though, I ... might need to calm down first. [ This is said quietly, with a self-deprecating laugh coloring his tone. ]
[ He should be flattered, right? That Yu thinks that--that Yu's body thinks that--wait, what is he thinking? He's enjoying it too, right? What exactly does that make him in all of this? After saying he liked it, showing that he wants to keep going...is he...also saying he wants...to...
This is getting infinitely more complicated than he anticipated. ]
N-No, it's--I mean--it's cool...
[ Awkward. ]
Haha, I guess...this is another one of those differences, huh?
Somewhat tentatively, he lets his arms fall over Yosuke's shoulders, and tilts his head forward till their foreheads bump. It's an affectionate gesture, but he couples it with a quiet sigh. You'd think that after a discussion like this his erection would have disappeared, but no. He can feel it. He's still half-hard.
If he doesn't end up having wet dreams tonight, he'll be amazed. ]
Something like that, [ he murmurs, somewhat dryly. Yu lifts his head, and his eyes search Yosuke's face. ]
... do you want to keep going? Even if...
[ ... even if his body keeps reacting like this. Unless they take the edge off the biting and light petting, there's no way he's not going to get another boner. They're in a little too deep now. And Yu ... wouldn't actually mind if they kept going, like that. Being turned on and not finding release is a little frustrating of a thought, but the payoff of being physically tangled up in Yosuke for however long he wants is enough to make it worth it. As long as... well...
... Yosuke would kind of have to not mind feeling the constant presence of said boner, pressing against his tail. Which. Is a little embarrassing to think about, but also Yosuke's choice. They can work around this, or just take some time to calm down before continuing at a slower pace. ]
[ He wants to understand, he really does, even if the implications here are a little raunchy. Kissing feels nice, touching feels nice, but the actual desire to procreate really only comes at a certain time, and only after a certain age. He's felt that urge before, but he's yet to actually participate in it. To have it just overcome himself without knowing it's going to happen...that's a little scary, in some respects.
He's actually impressed. Yu's handling it very well.
There's a moment where Yosuke keeps his gaze elsewhere, but he eventually locks eyes with Yu once again. ]
[ Yu just watches Yosuke wonderingly. He doesn't think he's alright with it because he doesn't understand the implications. He clearly does, by now. And he's...
... okay? With Yu ... being like this, right now?
Quietly, he says, ]
Not as long as you're alright with it.
[ He leans in a little closer. Their noses bump. The implication should be clear. ]
[ It's a curious thing. Equating this sort of closeness and affection with reproduction. Normally fish only meet up during that time, and the depth of love and affection isn't usually communicated. However, once a koi has transformed into a merperson, it is possible to form much closer bonds. However, it's separate entirely. Given the fact that not all koi will evolve, the sort of familial ties are lost, the only difference being the lines of the dragons.
He's found other mermaids attractive before, but it's not the same pull that he feels towards Yu. Yu is...enticing. He commands Yosuke's attention. He's kissed before, but not like this. It's so much more intense than anything he's experienced. He wasn't sure if that's just because it's Yu or he's human, or...
Yosuke nuzzles Yu as soon as their noses touch, resting his hand on Yu's upper arm. ]
It's...kind of a new concept to me, you know? I mean, kissing and stuff like this, it's different with you...
[ He's not sure how to put it. ]
I...if this is just what happens, I mean--it's not like we could actually--
[ It's like lightning beneath his skin, everywhere Yosuke touches him. Little bursts of electricity, small bolts that spark in his blood and light him from within. He feels Yosuke the way he he feels it when a zio lifts the hairs on the back of his neck. Yu has to swallow to keep himself from immediately leaning in and recapturing Yosuke's mouth, claiming it for his own. ]
... not like we could...? [ he asks softly, and slowly, he draws their bodies almost flush again. Yosuke will be able to feel him, the hardness between his legs, and having pressure against it again makes Yu shiver, but he otherwise neither pushes it nor gives much sign it affects him. ]
[ There it is again. Before Yosuke had just been curious, but now that he knows what it means...
Yu's embarrassment, being flustered, all of it gives meaning to Yosuke that wouldn't otherwise be there. The thought that Yu could feel the urge to mate, voluntary or otherwise, just by touching him is strangely exciting. The fins at the sides of his face flare outwards.
Still, he has to laugh self-deprecatingly. Clarifying is even more embarrassing. ]
Sh-shit, uh...I was just gonna say that...um...it's not like...I mean, we're different, but we're both...boys...y'know?
[ They can't fertilize any eggs, Yu. That's what he's saying. It's...innocuous. As much as it can be. ]
[ It would be impossible to miss that sign. Yosuke has a lot of tells, thanks to his fins and his tail and just in general being quite an expressive person. The fins on the sides of his face flaring out... that usually happens when Yosuke is interested. And if that's his reaction to feeling Yu's erection...
Yu pulls in a slow, shuddering breath, trying to will himself to be less completely turned on and failing.
He considers those words in silence, letting his hands trail idly over Yosuke's body. Their exploration isn't hungry, but it is ... thorough. There's no inch of skin he misses, his fingers finding every plane, every rise and dip, and smoothing over each. ]
That's true, [ he concedes, in a mild sort of tone. ] ... gender makes no difference to me when it comes to things like this. It's ... possible, for boys to be with boys. It just works a little differently.
[ He thinks. So he's imagined, in his idle fantasies.
Season, he casts back to in his mind, and makes a guess at what he thinks Yosuke is implying. ]
When it's two boys ... it wouldn't be mating in the traditional sense. You'd just be doing it because it feels good.
[ As baldly as everything else he's said when trying to describe all this. He's starting to get a handle on his composure again, even as his desire for Yosuke is creeping up on him all over again. ]
[ He likes touching Yu, and he likes being touched by Yu. It's a good feeling. It makes him feel like they're connecting in ways they can't with words, fully experiencing one another for what they are. His hands start to move as well as if following Yu's lead, but truthfully Yosuke has never been good at keeping still.
The thought of kissing another boy, touching another boy? Not so strange, actually. But it's...really pointless to mate with another boy. Mating is for eggs, basically. He hasn't thought about doing it just because it feels good, though he realizes that might be because he responds to a different stimulus than that of another person, something in nature tells him its time.
To think...that someone else, maybe a certain someone could create that sort of pull--
--he's...a little jealous, maybe. That Yu can experience that. ]
...Does it feel good?
[ He asks, voice a little deeper than he meant it to. ]
[ Truthfully, Yu is starting to slip back into that state of mind where he doesn't really care why Yosuke is touching him. He just cares that Yosuke is touching him at all, warming his skin with those long fingers of his...
He does know that this must all be pretty strange for Yosuke. They're doing this not just across cultural barriers, but ... species barriers, too, if he really thinks about it. They're very similar in many ways, but their, uh, methods of reproduction are actually pretty different. Clearly they both enjoy the physicality of what they're doing, but Yosuke doesn't get turned on the way Yu does. He's simply not built the same way. Though the hazy looks in Yosuke's eye, the sometimes stunned, dazed look when they break away from kissing, the way Yosuke pulls him in... well, hopefully he gets some enjoyment out of it, even if it isn't exactly the same.
The sound of his boyfriend's voice, just a touch lower than his normal register, gets Yu's eyelids to half-lid. He's not so far gone that he can't still feel some misgivings - is this really okay? - but he also knows Yosuke wouldn't ask if he didn't want to hear the answer. ]
... yeah, [ he breathes out, so soft that it barely disturbs the water around his mouth. He ducks his chin briefly, nuzzling Yosuke before lifting it again to brush their lips together. ]
Pressure and touch, [ he amends. Pressing together like this does feel good, though also like not nearly enough. Touching it is what would feel-- and, well, he has misgivings, both about the idea of starting to buck into Yosuke, which seems ... rude, and at all compelling Yosuke to touch him in such an intimate way. He wouldn't... mind, he has to admit to himself, but there is no way he wants it to happen unless Yosuke is absolutely certain. ]
[ Yosuke is most definitely getting a sense of enjoyment out of it, even if the end result isn't the desire to mate. He does like the closeness, the light touching, the affection that comes with it. That's plenty enough to him. There's clearly more to it for Yu, though, and Yosuke can't hep but keep thinking that Yu is feeling this way because of what they're doing. Because of him.
There's a strange sense of ownership of that.
Yosuke manages to steal Yu's lips momentarily before a kiss. Pressure and touch? Specifically...down there? ]
[ Yu makes a soft noise into that kiss, the sound of it a little ... needy. He's trying very, very hard to control himself. It's working, but the more time that goes on, the less he wants to.
Being asked something that compromising paints a picture in Yu's mind of Yosuke's pretty lips wrapped around his dick while he leans against one of the poles of the dock--
And, unthinkingly, he nips at Yosuke's mouth before he masters himself again. ]
... nothing you're not comfortable with, [ he says carefully. He has to be sure. He cares about Yosuke too much to ever push this just for the sake of his own pleasure. ] If you're sure you're okay with it ... then I can show you.
[ What to do, he means. It might be easier than trying to explain. ]
[ Things like that--little lips, little kisses, that's more than enough to encourage Yosuke along. Those feel nice, they do warm his chest and make his pulse increase. He certainly feels something, though now he wonders how much of it they share. But the small noises Yu makes, the way he's clearly holding himself back...
Yosuke just wants to help. Yu is already making Yosuke feel good, so knowing that there's something else he can do for this boy...he wants to. He wants to help. Whatever that means.
Yosuke nods slowly, subsequently nuzzling Yu's cheek at the same time. ]
Yeah...show me. I'm--I wanna--if it's something that...you'll like and stuff...
[ He does wonder how much value Yosuke gets out of this. He can tell Yosuke likes it, given the way his boyfriend keeps reaching for him, actively seeks him out with hands and lips. He wishes there were... more he could do, some other pleasure he could give to Yosuke, since he knows in this they will be unequal--
--but Yosuke says yes, and Yu hungrily smashes their mouths together, breathing out hard through his nose.
Hopefully that will answer, without words, whether or not he'll like it.
Yu breaks off to pant against Yosuke's lips as he lowers both his hands to his own waistband. He can't take his shorts - or boxer briefs - completely off, because they'll get lost, even though the water under the dock is fairly still. In the end, he slowly opens his fly, and pushes down both sets of fabric just low enough to free his dick. It's fully hard now, thanks to all their touching, to Yu's wild imagination and the implications of the past few minutes as they've started to work towards this. Yu's eyes are open only a sliver, now, his lips parted as he stares at ... nothing, really, though his gaze falls on Yosuke's chest. Both his hands now reach for one of Yosuke's, and carefully, he guides his boyfriend's hand until he can wrap it around his erection, with just the right amount of pressure.
A shuddering, full-body sigh escapes him. ]
Like this, [ he murmurs, not really thinking, and slides Yosuke's hand back and forth over the soft, hot skin of his cock. Some piece of his mind can't believe they're doing this, wonders if he's gone insane or if maybe he's just dreaming, and the rest of him decides not to question it. Instead he'll guide Yosuke's hand like that, languidly jerking off his dick, until at whatever point Yosuke starts to do it himself. His face he tucks into Yosuke's neck, and without much of a pause, he bites down lightly, latching on, wanting to suck and wondering if he should.
(Will Yosuke get in trouble if he leaves hickies...?) ]
Yosuke has to imagine what it really feels like for Yu--maybe like that kiss amplified by ten, by twenty? He can see why it would be so hard to resist or ignore, if that's the case. Yosuke has to exhale as well, small bubbles escaping from his lips when they separate. His eyes trail down Yu's chest, down to that curious test in his shorts. He knows what legs look like, although Yosuke realizes he hasn't thought too much on what they look like inside of clothing. Or what...
What that looks like.
It's like another appendage all together is brought out, strangely pink and rounded at the end. Yosuke tilts his head curiously--that's what had been pressed against him? His gaze flickers to Yu's face, momentarily caught by the look in his eyes, but his attention shifts back downward as the other boy takes his hand. His fingers are itching to touch, luckily Yu makes it happen. Yosuke is surprised at the texture, a soft, silky skin wrapped around something solid and hot to the touch. Yosuke swallows as Yu helps Yosuke wrap his fingers around it, holding it safe in his palm.
But only for a moment.
Like this.
And they're moving, Yu's hand on top of his, while Yosuke's slides back and forth over the strange new limb. It must be good, he thinks, given the way Yu hides his face and then bites into him. Yosuke's breath hitches, a quick inhale of water that stops at his throat, but he doesn't pull away, instead squeezing Yu's in turn. He keeps the pace that Yu has set, moving his hand back and forth, back and forth. Knowing what he's doing, what this is for, does make it feel lewd which is satisfying in many ways he doesn't want to admit. Yosuke takes hold of Yu's shoulder with his free hand, leaning his head agains the other boy's. ]
[ Yu is, you know, a virgin. He's had interests in others before, and rarely (perhaps to the surprise of his friends here in Inaba) others have had interests in him, but he's never so much as dated until now. This kind of physicality ... wasn't even something he really thought about, until he started seeing Yosuke regularly, and back then his thoughts had possessed a much more innocent bent. When they'd first met, Yu had entertained fairly innocent thoughts of holdings hands, pecks on the cheek, and just spending time together.
It was only after they actually started (more or less) dating, started adding makeouts to their roster of activities every time they hung out, that his thoughts ventured... further.
Even then, they hadn't ventured quite this far. To him exposing himself like this so his boyfriend, careful and curious and eager, could give him a hand job.
Fire is coursing through his veins as Yosuke pumps him, and deciding it's fine (because he's fairly confident Yosuke will like it), Yu actually sucks on his boyfriend's neck. With teeth and tongue and lips he clamps down, tasting skin and heat. Some hazy part of his mind wants it to be visible. That someone likes Yosuke this much, that someone wants Yosuke this much, that that someone is him. His hands find Yosuke's waist again and grip tight.
Blindly Yu nuzzles Yosuke once their heads connect, and instead of answering that question, he dives back into Yosuke's mouth. A soft noise escapes him, a rough, satisfied moan. He feels ... amazing. Electrified. He's touched himself, particularly since their makeouts have started to get more and more heated, but actually having someone else's hands on him when he's hard and aching feels beyond incredible. ]
Yosuke, [ he pants, right up against Yosuke's lips. ] Just... like that. Hnn-- [ He bites at Yosuke's jaw, more gently than his attempt at a hickey. ]
[ It's a strange feeling, but not a bad one. The skin on Yu's erection is definitely different from the skin Yosuke has touched everywhere else, he wonders if that's part of what makes it so pleasurable. His own pulse is increasing, in large part due to the knowledge that he's doing something that is pleasurable for this person he cares so much about. He wants it to be good.
He can't see what he's doing anymore, but he's okay with that, because the way Yu works his neck makes Yosuke shudder despite himself. That is definitely a feeling he hasn't had before, something that sends such warmth down his spine in an instant. He lets out a surprised yelp, but it's not unhappy, clear by the way he tightens his hold on Yu's shoulder and erection. He's not sure if that's something that will hurt, but...it doesn't seem like it.
The way Yu kisses him, the sounds he makes...yeah, it's probably not a problem.
Yosuke kisses him back between Yu's words, his hands never stilling on his erection. The hand at Yu's shoulder moves to wrap around Yu's upper back more fully, holding them close together. There's not much room for his hand to work, he can almost feel the tip of Yu's erection against him again, but he doesn't stop. ]
Yeah?
[ Every pass the pads of his fingers explore a vein, a new twist as his skin heats the water between them. ]
[ Yu's chants of his boyfriend's name are soft, but rough. He feels so good. Like he wants to burst apart into stars under Yosuke's constant, giving touch. He bites and sucks at whatever skin he can reach - Yosuke's lips, his neck, his jaw. He sucks another hickey into Yosuke's shoulder, his fingers curling on Yosuke's waist until his nails start to dig in, just a little.
He wants more. More of Yosuke yelping, more of Yosuke squeezing him harder. It's nice to know that he's doing something for Yosuke, too, that though this arrangement is objectively imbalanced, he can still make Yosuke feel good, too. That sharp cry went straight to his dick, too, making it throb. Yu bucks a little into that hand, nudging the tip of his erection against his boyfriend's tail. Hopefully Yosuke doesn't mind.
Yu thinks, somehow, that he won't. ]
Feels ... amazing, [ he gasps, and without thinking he lifts his arms. These he now wraps around Yosuke's shoulders, pulling him close and kissing him hard with one hand buried in soft brown hair. ]
You're amazing, [ he babbles further. ] Yosuke...
[ He feels like an amateur, but it's likely he won't be able to take much more of this. ]
[ They've kissed before, but never quite like this. Yosuke sharply sucks in water as Yu bites down on him, his hand gripping Yu's shoulder. He's not sure where Yu got this idea, but he might be completely on board with it. He may not be experiencing the same types of sensations that Yu is, but Yu is still certainly getting to him. He lets out a breath, long and low, a series of bubbles following the motion to dance against the back of Yu's neck.
Shit. ]
Y-Yu...
[ He's moving, too--Yu, that is. It surprises Yosuke a little, but he decides quickly that he likes it, even as he feels Yu rubbing against his tail. No, he doesn't mind at all, not when Yu is practically squirming and suddenly kissing him. Thinking--knowing that he's capable of getting that sort of reaction out of the other boy is titillating, to say the least.
Trying to encourage more of it, Yosuke quickens the pace of his hand, trying to match the fervor and heat he feels radiating from Yu. That in and of itself makes it feel worth it. ]
[ Yu dissolves into senselessness. It's easy to get lost in the shadow of the dock, wrapped up so thoroughly in Yosuke that he's lost track of where he ends and his boyfriend begins. He gasps and makes soft noises, bites and sucks at skin without thinking one moment and in the next arches his back, his head falling back as he gasps little soft barely voiced sounds in time with the jerking of Yosuke's hand. Erratically he pumps his hips into Yosuke's hand, clearly trying to restrain himself and clearly failing, and over and over his erection nudges into his boyfriend's tail. That extra little press against the firm slick surface of that pretty orange tail, he can't decide if he's filthy for wanting to feel more of it.
He's sucking on Yosuke's bottom lip, rolling it between his teeth, when finally all the heat between them, the faster, harder pace of Yosuke's hand on his dick, seems to overwhelm him. His whole body snaps into stiffness, taut and hard as he arches into Yosuke's hand harder than he has before. ]
Nn, Y-Yosuke, I'm--
[ He can't finish the words before his orgasm slams into him. A choked, low groan escapes him as he comes hard. Given that they're in water, well........ at least Yosuke won't get home stuck to him. Eventually the water will carry it away.
As soon as he's spent Yu goes limp all over with a silent sigh. He folds into Yosuke, his arms loose over Yosuke's shoulders, and presses pants against his boyfriend's neck. After a few moments, shy and not entirely certain how to proceed, he presses small, much more chaste kisses to the column of Yosuke's throat. They feel a little, almost, like he's asking a question. ]
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I liked it.
This is bad for his blood pressure, probably.
He still stops before their bodies can be drawn flush again, his hands back on Yosuke's waist. He's still flamingly bright red, and his adam's apple bobs as he swallows visibly. ]
No, I...
[ Yosuke doesn't know. Of course he doesn't know. Why would he know what happens when humans get aroused? Do his kind even have sex?
Oh god. Thinking about sex of any kind with Yosuke is only going to make this worse. Yu gives his head a small shake to make the flash of heat in his gut dissipate. ]
It's...
[ You know, he's had to face a lot of things. Take on the monsters made of people's darkest secrets, chase a killer at constant risk to the lives of himself and his friends, and in fact, he has almost died. And, somehow, this requires he summon more of his courage than he can ever remember having to do before.
Calm down, Yu. Pulling in a steadying breath (it's water, it makes the water around his head shift, but it's still calming), he reattains some of his composure and looks at Yosuke directly.
Baldly: ]
Do you know how sex works, for humans?
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Wait... ]
...Sex?
[ He raises his brows, but it's not disgust. Just, you know. Curiosity mixed with some confusion. ]
Uh...no.
[ There's a long pause. A very long pause. ]
...Is it...that...season for you?
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The curiosity and confusion yield mixed feelings in Yu. Some relief, since at least he doesn't seem bothered by the use of the word, but also some dread, since...
... he's not going to have to explain sex to Yosuke, is he?
That question is partially answered while he's still getting his thoughts together, and Yosuke tosses that question at him. He makes a weird sound, somewhere between a choke and a cough. He does end up clearing his throat. ]
... humans don't have seasons. But that is ... how I'm feeling right now. ... this--
[ Yu gestures ... below his waist. His shorts floating in the water obscures it slightly, but there's still a somewhat obvious bulge between his legs. Calling attention to it makes him wish a little bit that maybe he had actually drowned the other day, though he doesn't really look it. He just seems a little ... tense. ]
--is because I ... really liked what we were doing. So my body reacted. [ That's a pretty safe way of describing it, right? Thoughtfully, and again, somewhat plainly: ] We describe it as getting aroused.
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Still, Yosuke listens attentively. Yu does seem, er, uncomfortable, and it dawns on him that this is likely something that holds a different sort of...meaning? If it's...if it's not just that time of year when that's just how you feel, if Yu is feeling that way because of what they're doing, then...Is it...
Yu wants to...mate with him?
Oh.
Oh. ]
S-So...you...
[ Welp.
Okay, it's clearly starting to make sense to him now. His eyes glance down to Yu's shorts. What is--so that's what--he's... ]
...Oh.
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Like Yosuke, glancing down at his boner, and going ... oh. ]
I, uh--
[ He has never been this flustered or off his game, ever, not once in his entire life. It is a new and strange and utterly unwelcome feeling. ]
I don't want-- I'm not... [ He rubs a hand over his mouth. ] I don't want to do anything. Like that. It's just... I couldn't help feeling ... really good. It's ... an automatic response. All I want is ... to keep doing what we were doing. Though, I ... might need to calm down first. [ This is said quietly, with a self-deprecating laugh coloring his tone. ]
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This is getting infinitely more complicated than he anticipated. ]
N-No, it's--I mean--it's cool...
[ Awkward. ]
Haha, I guess...this is another one of those differences, huh?
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Somewhat tentatively, he lets his arms fall over Yosuke's shoulders, and tilts his head forward till their foreheads bump. It's an affectionate gesture, but he couples it with a quiet sigh. You'd think that after a discussion like this his erection would have disappeared, but no. He can feel it. He's still half-hard.
If he doesn't end up having wet dreams tonight, he'll be amazed. ]
Something like that, [ he murmurs, somewhat dryly. Yu lifts his head, and his eyes search Yosuke's face. ]
... do you want to keep going? Even if...
[ ... even if his body keeps reacting like this. Unless they take the edge off the biting and light petting, there's no way he's not going to get another boner. They're in a little too deep now. And Yu ... wouldn't actually mind if they kept going, like that. Being turned on and not finding release is a little frustrating of a thought, but the payoff of being physically tangled up in Yosuke for however long he wants is enough to make it worth it. As long as... well...
... Yosuke would kind of have to not mind feeling the constant presence of said boner, pressing against his tail. Which. Is a little embarrassing to think about, but also Yosuke's choice. They can work around this, or just take some time to calm down before continuing at a slower pace. ]
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He's actually impressed. Yu's handling it very well.
There's a moment where Yosuke keeps his gaze elsewhere, but he eventually locks eyes with Yu once again. ]
It's...I mean...does it bother you?
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... okay? With Yu ... being like this, right now?
Quietly, he says, ]
Not as long as you're alright with it.
[ He leans in a little closer. Their noses bump. The implication should be clear. ]
You're sure?
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He's found other mermaids attractive before, but it's not the same pull that he feels towards Yu. Yu is...enticing. He commands Yosuke's attention. He's kissed before, but not like this. It's so much more intense than anything he's experienced. He wasn't sure if that's just because it's Yu or he's human, or...
Yosuke nuzzles Yu as soon as their noses touch, resting his hand on Yu's upper arm. ]
It's...kind of a new concept to me, you know? I mean, kissing and stuff like this, it's different with you...
[ He's not sure how to put it. ]
I...if this is just what happens, I mean--it's not like we could actually--
[ Er-- ]
W-What am I saying? Haha...
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... not like we could...? [ he asks softly, and slowly, he draws their bodies almost flush again. Yosuke will be able to feel him, the hardness between his legs, and having pressure against it again makes Yu shiver, but he otherwise neither pushes it nor gives much sign it affects him. ]
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Yu's embarrassment, being flustered, all of it gives meaning to Yosuke that wouldn't otherwise be there. The thought that Yu could feel the urge to mate, voluntary or otherwise, just by touching him is strangely exciting. The fins at the sides of his face flare outwards.
Still, he has to laugh self-deprecatingly. Clarifying is even more embarrassing. ]
Sh-shit, uh...I was just gonna say that...um...it's not like...I mean, we're different, but we're both...boys...y'know?
[ They can't fertilize any eggs, Yu. That's what he's saying. It's...innocuous. As much as it can be. ]
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Yu pulls in a slow, shuddering breath, trying to will himself to be less completely turned on and failing.
He considers those words in silence, letting his hands trail idly over Yosuke's body. Their exploration isn't hungry, but it is ... thorough. There's no inch of skin he misses, his fingers finding every plane, every rise and dip, and smoothing over each. ]
That's true, [ he concedes, in a mild sort of tone. ] ... gender makes no difference to me when it comes to things like this. It's ... possible, for boys to be with boys. It just works a little differently.
[ He thinks. So he's imagined, in his idle fantasies.
Season, he casts back to in his mind, and makes a guess at what he thinks Yosuke is implying. ]
When it's two boys ... it wouldn't be mating in the traditional sense. You'd just be doing it because it feels good.
[ As baldly as everything else he's said when trying to describe all this. He's starting to get a handle on his composure again, even as his desire for Yosuke is creeping up on him all over again. ]
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The thought of kissing another boy, touching another boy? Not so strange, actually. But it's...really pointless to mate with another boy. Mating is for eggs, basically. He hasn't thought about doing it just because it feels good, though he realizes that might be because he responds to a different stimulus than that of another person, something in nature tells him its time.
To think...that someone else, maybe a certain someone could create that sort of pull--
--he's...a little jealous, maybe. That Yu can experience that. ]
...Does it feel good?
[ He asks, voice a little deeper than he meant it to. ]
To you...right now?
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He does know that this must all be pretty strange for Yosuke. They're doing this not just across cultural barriers, but ... species barriers, too, if he really thinks about it. They're very similar in many ways, but their, uh, methods of reproduction are actually pretty different. Clearly they both enjoy the physicality of what they're doing, but Yosuke doesn't get turned on the way Yu does. He's simply not built the same way. Though the hazy looks in Yosuke's eye, the sometimes stunned, dazed look when they break away from kissing, the way Yosuke pulls him in... well, hopefully he gets some enjoyment out of it, even if it isn't exactly the same.
The sound of his boyfriend's voice, just a touch lower than his normal register, gets Yu's eyelids to half-lid. He's not so far gone that he can't still feel some misgivings - is this really okay? - but he also knows Yosuke wouldn't ask if he didn't want to hear the answer. ]
... yeah, [ he breathes out, so soft that it barely disturbs the water around his mouth. He ducks his chin briefly, nuzzling Yosuke before lifting it again to brush their lips together. ]
Pressure and touch, [ he amends. Pressing together like this does feel good, though also like not nearly enough. Touching it is what would feel-- and, well, he has misgivings, both about the idea of starting to buck into Yosuke, which seems ... rude, and at all compelling Yosuke to touch him in such an intimate way. He wouldn't... mind, he has to admit to himself, but there is no way he wants it to happen unless Yosuke is absolutely certain. ]
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There's a strange sense of ownership of that.
Yosuke manages to steal Yu's lips momentarily before a kiss. Pressure and touch? Specifically...down there? ]
...What d'you want me to do?
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Being asked something that compromising paints a picture in Yu's mind of Yosuke's pretty lips wrapped around his dick while he leans against one of the poles of the dock--
And, unthinkingly, he nips at Yosuke's mouth before he masters himself again. ]
... nothing you're not comfortable with, [ he says carefully. He has to be sure. He cares about Yosuke too much to ever push this just for the sake of his own pleasure. ] If you're sure you're okay with it ... then I can show you.
[ What to do, he means. It might be easier than trying to explain. ]
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Yosuke just wants to help. Yu is already making Yosuke feel good, so knowing that there's something else he can do for this boy...he wants to. He wants to help. Whatever that means.
Yosuke nods slowly, subsequently nuzzling Yu's cheek at the same time. ]
Yeah...show me. I'm--I wanna--if it's something that...you'll like and stuff...
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--but Yosuke says yes, and Yu hungrily smashes their mouths together, breathing out hard through his nose.
Hopefully that will answer, without words, whether or not he'll like it.
Yu breaks off to pant against Yosuke's lips as he lowers both his hands to his own waistband. He can't take his shorts - or boxer briefs - completely off, because they'll get lost, even though the water under the dock is fairly still. In the end, he slowly opens his fly, and pushes down both sets of fabric just low enough to free his dick. It's fully hard now, thanks to all their touching, to Yu's wild imagination and the implications of the past few minutes as they've started to work towards this. Yu's eyes are open only a sliver, now, his lips parted as he stares at ... nothing, really, though his gaze falls on Yosuke's chest. Both his hands now reach for one of Yosuke's, and carefully, he guides his boyfriend's hand until he can wrap it around his erection, with just the right amount of pressure.
A shuddering, full-body sigh escapes him. ]
Like this, [ he murmurs, not really thinking, and slides Yosuke's hand back and forth over the soft, hot skin of his cock. Some piece of his mind can't believe they're doing this, wonders if he's gone insane or if maybe he's just dreaming, and the rest of him decides not to question it. Instead he'll guide Yosuke's hand like that, languidly jerking off his dick, until at whatever point Yosuke starts to do it himself. His face he tucks into Yosuke's neck, and without much of a pause, he bites down lightly, latching on, wanting to suck and wondering if he should.
(Will Yosuke get in trouble if he leaves hickies...?) ]
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Yosuke has to imagine what it really feels like for Yu--maybe like that kiss amplified by ten, by twenty? He can see why it would be so hard to resist or ignore, if that's the case. Yosuke has to exhale as well, small bubbles escaping from his lips when they separate. His eyes trail down Yu's chest, down to that curious test in his shorts. He knows what legs look like, although Yosuke realizes he hasn't thought too much on what they look like inside of clothing. Or what...
What that looks like.
It's like another appendage all together is brought out, strangely pink and rounded at the end. Yosuke tilts his head curiously--that's what had been pressed against him? His gaze flickers to Yu's face, momentarily caught by the look in his eyes, but his attention shifts back downward as the other boy takes his hand. His fingers are itching to touch, luckily Yu makes it happen. Yosuke is surprised at the texture, a soft, silky skin wrapped around something solid and hot to the touch. Yosuke swallows as Yu helps Yosuke wrap his fingers around it, holding it safe in his palm.
But only for a moment.
Like this.
And they're moving, Yu's hand on top of his, while Yosuke's slides back and forth over the strange new limb. It must be good, he thinks, given the way Yu hides his face and then bites into him. Yosuke's breath hitches, a quick inhale of water that stops at his throat, but he doesn't pull away, instead squeezing Yu's in turn. He keeps the pace that Yu has set, moving his hand back and forth, back and forth. Knowing what he's doing, what this is for, does make it feel lewd which is satisfying in many ways he doesn't want to admit. Yosuke takes hold of Yu's shoulder with his free hand, leaning his head agains the other boy's. ]
Like this...?
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It was only after they actually started (more or less) dating, started adding makeouts to their roster of activities every time they hung out, that his thoughts ventured... further.
Even then, they hadn't ventured quite this far. To him exposing himself like this so his boyfriend, careful and curious and eager, could give him a hand job.
Fire is coursing through his veins as Yosuke pumps him, and deciding it's fine (because he's fairly confident Yosuke will like it), Yu actually sucks on his boyfriend's neck. With teeth and tongue and lips he clamps down, tasting skin and heat. Some hazy part of his mind wants it to be visible. That someone likes Yosuke this much, that someone wants Yosuke this much, that that someone is him. His hands find Yosuke's waist again and grip tight.
Blindly Yu nuzzles Yosuke once their heads connect, and instead of answering that question, he dives back into Yosuke's mouth. A soft noise escapes him, a rough, satisfied moan. He feels ... amazing. Electrified. He's touched himself, particularly since their makeouts have started to get more and more heated, but actually having someone else's hands on him when he's hard and aching feels beyond incredible. ]
Yosuke, [ he pants, right up against Yosuke's lips. ] Just... like that. Hnn-- [ He bites at Yosuke's jaw, more gently than his attempt at a hickey. ]
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He can't see what he's doing anymore, but he's okay with that, because the way Yu works his neck makes Yosuke shudder despite himself. That is definitely a feeling he hasn't had before, something that sends such warmth down his spine in an instant. He lets out a surprised yelp, but it's not unhappy, clear by the way he tightens his hold on Yu's shoulder and erection. He's not sure if that's something that will hurt, but...it doesn't seem like it.
The way Yu kisses him, the sounds he makes...yeah, it's probably not a problem.
Yosuke kisses him back between Yu's words, his hands never stilling on his erection. The hand at Yu's shoulder moves to wrap around Yu's upper back more fully, holding them close together. There's not much room for his hand to work, he can almost feel the tip of Yu's erection against him again, but he doesn't stop. ]
Yeah?
[ Every pass the pads of his fingers explore a vein, a new twist as his skin heats the water between them. ]
Okay...I got you.
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[ Yu's chants of his boyfriend's name are soft, but rough. He feels so good. Like he wants to burst apart into stars under Yosuke's constant, giving touch. He bites and sucks at whatever skin he can reach - Yosuke's lips, his neck, his jaw. He sucks another hickey into Yosuke's shoulder, his fingers curling on Yosuke's waist until his nails start to dig in, just a little.
He wants more. More of Yosuke yelping, more of Yosuke squeezing him harder. It's nice to know that he's doing something for Yosuke, too, that though this arrangement is objectively imbalanced, he can still make Yosuke feel good, too. That sharp cry went straight to his dick, too, making it throb. Yu bucks a little into that hand, nudging the tip of his erection against his boyfriend's tail. Hopefully Yosuke doesn't mind.
Yu thinks, somehow, that he won't. ]
Feels ... amazing, [ he gasps, and without thinking he lifts his arms. These he now wraps around Yosuke's shoulders, pulling him close and kissing him hard with one hand buried in soft brown hair. ]
You're amazing, [ he babbles further. ] Yosuke...
[ He feels like an amateur, but it's likely he won't be able to take much more of this. ]
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Shit. ]
Y-Yu...
[ He's moving, too--Yu, that is. It surprises Yosuke a little, but he decides quickly that he likes it, even as he feels Yu rubbing against his tail. No, he doesn't mind at all, not when Yu is practically squirming and suddenly kissing him. Thinking--knowing that he's capable of getting that sort of reaction out of the other boy is titillating, to say the least.
Trying to encourage more of it, Yosuke quickens the pace of his hand, trying to match the fervor and heat he feels radiating from Yu. That in and of itself makes it feel worth it. ]
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He's sucking on Yosuke's bottom lip, rolling it between his teeth, when finally all the heat between them, the faster, harder pace of Yosuke's hand on his dick, seems to overwhelm him. His whole body snaps into stiffness, taut and hard as he arches into Yosuke's hand harder than he has before. ]
Nn, Y-Yosuke, I'm--
[ He can't finish the words before his orgasm slams into him. A choked, low groan escapes him as he comes hard. Given that they're in water, well........ at least Yosuke won't get home stuck to him. Eventually the water will carry it away.
As soon as he's spent Yu goes limp all over with a silent sigh. He folds into Yosuke, his arms loose over Yosuke's shoulders, and presses pants against his boyfriend's neck. After a few moments, shy and not entirely certain how to proceed, he presses small, much more chaste kisses to the column of Yosuke's throat. They feel a little, almost, like he's asking a question. ]
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