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[fluorite]

[ because sometimes things happen and you can't help it

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[weaseled]

[He's a little louder when Fai is involved, throaty huffs and rough exhales ghosting along bared skin. It's all so very animalistic: the need to take Fai and brand him as his, to consume and devour him before anyone else can.

So greedy, so needy, and he wonders how Fai can stand it.

Yael's teeth catch on Fai's breast, a rough scrape of teeth along his chest before his thighs tense beneath him and he's shooting hot and thick inside of him. Between heavy, protracted sighs—]

...Keep going.

[Don't miss a single drop.]

[fluorite]

[ He’d laugh if he weren’t so caught up in the moment, simply because Yael doesn’t need to tell him twice. He’ll take in every last bit that Yael allows him to and more, simply because he’s greedy. How could he not be?

Yuui moves his hips as quick as he can manage with his legs starting to get tired, but he pushes through the soreness that’s already starting to set in. With his hand still on his cock, Yuui strokes faster, tugging hard on Yael’s hair with his free hand.

With a smile on his lips, he looks down at Yael, eyes half-lidded. ]

At least you get to enjoy the show now.

[weaseled]

[He grounds Yuui on his cock when the oversensitivity sets in, swatting his hand away to jerk Fai off himself. Unlike those fast, feverish strokes, Yael's taking it slow with Fai, tipping his chin up to mesh their lips and give him a taste of his afterglow.

...It's awfully intense for casual sex, isn't it? But truly, how casual is it? He wants to keep Fai bound to him forever, and the thought scares him. Accosted by bone-deep shivers, the thought terrifies him. One more thing to talk about, he supposes.]

[fluorite]

[ As much as he’d like to think he’s good enough in bed he’s made Yael tremble, Yuui can tell it’s much more than that. Allowing him to take the lead, Yuui wraps his arms around Yael’s neck instead, moaning into his mouth as his cock twitches in his hand.

He’s only ever had sex this intense with a couple of other people in his life, both of them people he ended up becoming attached to. The realization scares Yuui just a bit, but the fact that he can tell Yael is scared too settles him down enough that he pushes any racing thoughts to the back of his mind.

What matters most here is the moment, nothing else.

It doesn’t take long before Yuui is shuddering on Yael’s lap and spilling onto his hand, but he doesn’t break away from the kiss. ]

lets see if i can stop defaulting to fai

[weaseled]

[He can't manage to settle his nerves. Around Yuui, he just can't stop unraveling, falling apart when, before anyone else, he's colder and harder than steel.

So he tells himself, fool that he is. Yael goes still when Yuui finishes in his hand, but the longer he indulges in their kiss, the less he feels he deserves it.

With a leaden sigh, Yael withdraws from it. Talks like they should've talked from the start. God, what a mess he is. What a man Yuui is for wringing the mess right out of him.]

Not much of a cuddler, are you? Why is that?

good luck

[fluorite]

[ Wow, isn't that just a great question. Yuui laughs sheepishly. ]

Well... I usually leave immediately after, or if I sleep with someone here, they leave.

[ While he's usually shameless enough about his escapades, he can't help but feel embarrassed admitting that much in front of Yael. ]

[weaseled]

Ah.

[Ah. Casual hookups are what Yuui is used to, then. Given his track record, Yael can believe that.]

But you don't mind it?

[fluorite]

I don't.

[ A rush of anxiety hits him as he wonders if Yael thinks this is casual, or if what they did in Fragment was casual. There was a reason why Yuui made Yael clarify whether or not he really wasn't a fan of one night stands—he had to adjust his expectations, to know whether or not Yael wanted more or if he just wanted to let off some steam.

In an attempt to get ahead of whatever negative feelings might crop up, he buries his face in the crook of Yael's neck, breathing in slow and deep. ]

[weaseled]

[The way Yael's free arm swings around to encircle Yuui is effortless, like it's only natural that he would want to hold him. Any man who would take Yuui and leave him in the same night doesn't know what they're missing, and when Yuui turns to bury his face in the crook of his neck, Yael's lips find the shell of his ear and kiss it.

A low, throaty murmur—]

Then get used to it. I hereby dub you "Sir Little Spoon".

[fluorite]

[ Oh. That makes him shiver and he squirms on Yael's lap (and his dick) before puffing out a soft laugh against his neck. ]

Heh.

[ He thinks he can absolutely get used to cuddling up to this muscular mass of a man. While Yuui has a feeling Yael might not think so, he finds this embrace warm and comforting. ]

I think I can be fine with that, Daddy Big Spoon.

[weaseled]

[.]

Excuse me?

[did you just call him dADDY AGAIN, YUUI]

[fluorite]

[ He laughs as he nuzzles against Yael's neck. Forgive him, daddy. ]

Hehe... I couldn't resist.

[weaseled]

I'll forgive you if you never call me daddy again.

[But like. It kind of turns him on?? His dick's twitching..............]

[fluorite]

[ Yael................

Yuui shifts around a bit. ]

Are you sure you don't want me to?

[ He felt it, you freak. ]

[weaseled]

Positive.

[Twitch, twitch...]

[fluorite]

I don't know about that.

[ He leans forward and whispers low in Yael's ear. ]

What do you think, daddy?

[weaseled]

[WHAT DID HE JUST SAY,

In a fit of rage(??), Yael sharply twists, bringing Fai's impetuous ass down against the cushions. DADDY ANGRY, DADDY HARD,]

I think you better knock it off before I make you regret it.

[fluorite]

[ Yuui just laughs, and it's not clear if he's laughing at Yael or the fact that he's now on his back again. ]

By fucking me again? That's so scary~

[weaseled]

[Oh, Yuui, you make him feel fourteen all over again. It's been a good while since he lost complete control over his dick like this, but it's no longer his problem. It's Yuui's.]

I'll fuck you so hard you'll be limping to the lab.

[That's a threat, Fai. Do you have a wheelchair handy?]

[fluorite]

[ Limping to the lab, huh? He could think of a worse fate. ]

You think you can really manage that? I have to wonder.

[ He's very obviously goading Yael, trying to get him even more worked up. With a sly grin, he glances up at Yael's face, searching his eyes.

Is it working? ]

[weaseled]

[Oh, now there's a challenge. A laugh, haughty, prefaces Yael's hands coming down to pin Yuui to the couch. He's not going anywhere.]

You'd be surprised.

[It's working wonders, Yuui. One wonder leads to another and another until Yael's spent the better half of the evening screwing Yuui's brains out. To be fair, he didn't know he had it in him either, but he goes until they're both coming dry and limping to the shower before crumbling into bed together, a heap of limbs pleasantly aching from exertion.

The din of the TV serves as the backdrop to their conversation, Yuui's back pressed flush to his chest, neighboring hearts beating in tandem. The silence between them is comfortable, but it isn't long after they've settled in that Yael begins nipping at Fai's neck in a bid for conversation.]

[fluorite]

[ If this is how Yuui dies, then he'd be at peace. By the time the pizza has long since gone very, very cold and Yuui's brains have practically melted out of his own ears, he finds himself oddly comfortable in bed with Yael pressed so closely to his back. It's been so long since he's been this relaxed that he's almost asleep by the time Yael starts chewing on him again.

He laughs softly, lightly batting at him. ]

Again? I thought you had nothing left in you.

[weaseled]

[Don't mind him, Yuui. He's just helping himself to a midnight snack. Loose-limbed and exhaling yawns, it's clear Yael doesn't have a round thirteen in him. Neither of them do.]

I took more than my fair share. Honestly, I'm surprised you endured all that.

[How often does Yuui have marathon sex?]

[fluorite]

I barely did.

[ He’s currently suffering very much, thank you. Yuui reaches back and gives Yael a little smack on the ass. ]

Are you thinking I do all of this often? I don’t.

[weaseled]

[A huff of amusement, another gentle nibble.]

No? You must not like the guys you take to bed very much. That... or they can't perform.