[ 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. ]
[ He knows what this is for, really, so the end shouldn't be too surprising, but Yosuke is every bit curious and taken in by Yu's reactions. The way he shivers and juts his hips forward, how he kisses and sighs--it's all wonderfully enticing and speaks to Yosuke in ways he hasn't been spoken to before. He can feel the changes in Yu's erection as it twitches in his hand. He would look down if he could, instead his nose digs into Yu's shoulder.
The water between them suddenly becomes warmer. He can smell something new almost immediately, something salty and almost sweet. Ah--it's that, isn't it? Yosuke swallows, his heart racing, his hand stopping as Yu rides out the end of his orgasm. He's not entirely sure what else to do at this point, but curiosity is enough for him to release the other boy and hold out his hand, watching the milky substance loop around his fingers as it slowly dissipates in the current of the river.
He holds Yu close, his attention shifting as the feels the arguably more chaste kisses than his throat has been receiving as of late. Yosuke blinks, trying to look down again, instead his chin accidentally bumping the side of Yu's head. ]
[ Yu feels Yosuke let go, and sighs when he does. He's got his face mostly hidden against Yosuke's neck, which lets him tell himself he absolutely did not catch sight of Yosuke running fingers through his come as it drifted in the water between them. Absolutely not. Because as staunch as he might be in the face of just about everything, his boyfriend curiously playing with his come like that might actually be enough to kill him.
So he didn't see that at all. And he won't think about it again and again, getting flustered at completely random moments and needing to excuse himself to cool off.
When Yosuke bumps into his head, Yu hums in a way that's almost a laugh and pulls his arms back. Carefully, he tucks himself back into boxers and shorts, getting his clothes more or less back in place. He wraps his arms loosely around Yosuke's waist just in time to look up and smile, his expression slightly sheepish. ]
No, not sorry at all. He's just curious about...all aspects of Yu.
Yosuke gives him a little space to rearrange himself--he probably shouldn't be watching but, again, he's curious to how all of Yu fits together. There's not a bit of resistance when Yu embraces him again and Yosuke mirrors the motion on Yu's shoulders, letting his arms hang loosely around them.
He just smiles, pleased and a little proud. ]
Yeah?
[ Definitely proud. He likes hearing he's done a good job if he isn't sure he always deserves it. This time, though, he's grinning. To Yu's comment, though, Yosuke huffs, pushing some water between them. ]
[ It's different, embracing like this. The water supports his body, and he finds that his legs bend slightly at the knee no matter what he does. In a way, it's a mirror of the curl of Yosuke's tail. It's both easier and harder at once to hang on, like gravity has been canceled - well though he knows it really hasn't been. Floating like this, even in Yosuke's arms, he feels... weightless. Unanchored.
It's both nice, and ... strange.
Yu tries not to think too much about it, about what gravity on land both adds and takes away. He focuses instead on Yosuke's voice, the pride in it making the back of his neck heat up. His eyes search Yosuke's face when space and water rush back in between them, and without thinking, Yu lifts his hands to cup Yosuke's cheeks.
Trying to convey the depth of his feelings was what got them into that mess in the first place. He can't help it, though. The warm, happy way Yosuke is looking at him, Yosuke's arms around him, what they just did together... ]
... the moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?
[ His heart is pounding in his chest. It's evening by now, and they might be able to see the moon if they breached the water's surface. All in all, it's a reference Yosuke likely won't be able to understand. But he can't say much more, for now. Someday, he thinks. ]
[ This is how it's supposed to be, he thinks. He feels a lot heavier on land, he can't move as easily, but if that's where Yu is then he'll go. It's nice having Yu in here with him, in his world where he feels more comfortable. He doesn't have to worry about people seeing him or drying out, instead he can just focus on the boy in front of him and how wonderful it feels to have him close.
Why would Yu even think there's a favor to return?
He's still somehow swept off his feet--er, fins with Yu's sudden move for romance. Yosuke blinks, feeling his face heating up at the touch and the look in Yu's eyes. Strange that Yu would say that of all things, considering Yosuke's always found him reminiscent of the moon. Calm, constant, silvery and soothing. ]
Yeah...it is.
[ He agrees, his own hands moving to hold onto Yu's forearms. Of course, he's not exactly talking about the moon. ]
[ Equal footing - so to speak. Equal ground. That's the nicest part about being here in the water. They're both comfortable, able to move freely in ways both metaphorical and literal. Somehow, he has a powerful feeling that making things equal between them - it's important, being even in this way. They've been so unbalanced from the start. Like this, for now... they feel a little bit less far apart.
Hands find his forearms, and Yosuke is -- he's blushing, and Yu sucks in a little breath at what he says. Could... he possibly mean--?
No, there's no way. Is there? But then... what else could he mean?
Slightly flustered, Yu swallows past the sudden sharp, not at all unpleasant twist in his gut and simply leans in. The way he kisses Yosuke is without hunger, but it's still deep, lingering.
You're special to me, is what his heart sighs, and maybe next time he'll say it out loud. If they're lucky, there will be many more next times. ]
[ It is extremely important. There's still more they have to learn about each other, things that Yosuke knows he'll have to admit to at some point, but it's nice to think that just for a little while they can be the same, in the same place, even with all their differences. It is strange that out of all the people he's met, it's Yu that Yosuke has become the most comfortable with. Despite them being two different beings, Yu is somehow so much easier to connect to than the merpeople he's grown up with.
If he could bathe in moonlight forever, he would.
Yosuke returns the kiss, allowing his eyes to fall shut. His lips move them gently into another as his hands slide back up Yu's arms to his shoulders. If they can look forward to more of this in their future, maybe they can make this work a little longer. ]
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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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The water between them suddenly becomes warmer. He can smell something new almost immediately, something salty and almost sweet. Ah--it's that, isn't it? Yosuke swallows, his heart racing, his hand stopping as Yu rides out the end of his orgasm. He's not entirely sure what else to do at this point, but curiosity is enough for him to release the other boy and hold out his hand, watching the milky substance loop around his fingers as it slowly dissipates in the current of the river.
He holds Yu close, his attention shifting as the feels the arguably more chaste kisses than his throat has been receiving as of late. Yosuke blinks, trying to look down again, instead his chin accidentally bumping the side of Yu's head. ]
...Was it...good?
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So he didn't see that at all. And he won't think about it again and again, getting flustered at completely random moments and needing to excuse himself to cool off.
When Yosuke bumps into his head, Yu hums in a way that's almost a laugh and pulls his arms back. Carefully, he tucks himself back into boxers and shorts, getting his clothes more or less back in place. He wraps his arms loosely around Yosuke's waist just in time to look up and smile, his expression slightly sheepish. ]
Yosuke, you... that was incredible.
[ Somewhat shyly, he pecks Yosuke's lips. ]
I just wish I could return the favor, somehow.
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No, not sorry at all. He's just curious about...all aspects of Yu.
Yosuke gives him a little space to rearrange himself--he probably shouldn't be watching but, again, he's curious to how all of Yu fits together. There's not a bit of resistance when Yu embraces him again and Yosuke mirrors the motion on Yu's shoulders, letting his arms hang loosely around them.
He just smiles, pleased and a little proud. ]
Yeah?
[ Definitely proud. He likes hearing he's done a good job if he isn't sure he always deserves it. This time, though, he's grinning. To Yu's comment, though, Yosuke huffs, pushing some water between them. ]
Don't say things like that, man. I'm happy.
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It's both nice, and ... strange.
Yu tries not to think too much about it, about what gravity on land both adds and takes away. He focuses instead on Yosuke's voice, the pride in it making the back of his neck heat up. His eyes search Yosuke's face when space and water rush back in between them, and without thinking, Yu lifts his hands to cup Yosuke's cheeks.
Trying to convey the depth of his feelings was what got them into that mess in the first place. He can't help it, though. The warm, happy way Yosuke is looking at him, Yosuke's arms around him, what they just did together... ]
... the moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?
[ His heart is pounding in his chest. It's evening by now, and they might be able to see the moon if they breached the water's surface. All in all, it's a reference Yosuke likely won't be able to understand. But he can't say much more, for now. Someday, he thinks. ]
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Why would Yu even think there's a favor to return?
He's still somehow swept off his feet--er, fins with Yu's sudden move for romance. Yosuke blinks, feeling his face heating up at the touch and the look in Yu's eyes. Strange that Yu would say that of all things, considering Yosuke's always found him reminiscent of the moon. Calm, constant, silvery and soothing. ]
Yeah...it is.
[ He agrees, his own hands moving to hold onto Yu's forearms. Of course, he's not exactly talking about the moon. ]
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Hands find his forearms, and Yosuke is -- he's blushing, and Yu sucks in a little breath at what he says. Could... he possibly mean--?
No, there's no way. Is there? But then... what else could he mean?
Slightly flustered, Yu swallows past the sudden sharp, not at all unpleasant twist in his gut and simply leans in. The way he kisses Yosuke is without hunger, but it's still deep, lingering.
You're special to me, is what his heart sighs, and maybe next time he'll say it out loud. If they're lucky, there will be many more next times. ]
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If he could bathe in moonlight forever, he would.
Yosuke returns the kiss, allowing his eyes to fall shut. His lips move them gently into another as his hands slide back up Yu's arms to his shoulders. If they can look forward to more of this in their future, maybe they can make this work a little longer. ]