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[ Yael hasn't told him to stop, so Yuui doesn't, continuing to knead into Yael's thigh. ]

Wow, fantasizing about me holding a gun already, are you?

[ He laughs, but there's a tinge of worry underlying it. ]

I'll think about owning one. Give me some time.

[ Yuui needs to be sure that he won't one day snap and shoot himself in the head with it. ]

[ow, ow, OWW,]

Take your time. It's not urgent.

[In the meantime... him GODDAMN LEG, YUUI?? Yael's had enough, lightly smacking at Yuui's wrist.]

Lighten up a little. I'm still tender there.

[ He's actually happy for that little wrist smack, because it takes him out of the dark path his thoughts were on. With a grin, he stops massaging Yael's thigh. ]

Poor baby. Would a kiss make it better?

[ Yuui doesn't wait for an answer before leaning down to press a soft kiss to his thigh. ]

N—

[aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Yael flexes his thighs immediately to keep all the blood from flowing directly into his dick. He nudges at Yuui's shoulder. Back, semen demon!!]

You were the kind of kid that didn't believe the stove was hot until you burned your hand on it, weren't you?

Was I? I'm not sure...

[ He hums, not-so-absentmindedly laying his hand on Yael's thigh. ]

Your muscles are tense. Should I massage them more?

[ Yuui glances up at Yael, a mischievous look in his eyes. He's well aware of what he's doing. ]

[Of course Yuui is aware of what he's doing, the filthy bastard. Yael can't possibly win, so he stops trying, relaxing his tensed up legs and popping a stiffy immediately after. For all of Yuui's efforts, he gets a palm to the face.]

You don't like to listen, do you? Go run off and watch TV or something. I'll meet you out there.

[ For his efforts, Yael gets a lick to his palm before Yuui pushes his hand out of his face. ]

You won't even let me watch? That's rude.

[Thanks for wetting his palm, bae. He's going to take that and wrap it around his cock, giving it a few light strokes.]

You misbehave and expect a reward? Forget it. Maybe I'll consider letting you watch if you apologize.

An apology?

[ With a grin, Yuui sets a hand on one of Yael's knees, his eyes flickering down to take in the way he looks with his own hand wrapped around his cock before he looks back up at Yael's face. ]

Want me to prostrate at your feet? I didn't know you were into the submissive types.

[Going a full week without consulting Yael Jr is all it takes to get hard, but Yael meant it when he said he wasn't in the mood for fooling around. Still, he glances over at Yuui and gives his dick an enticing waggle. Maybe he could be in the mood for fucking around, but that's going to depend on Yuui.]

Nah. Blow me and I'll forgive you. Fair?

[Yael's never been a big fan of jerking off, but Yuui knows that.]

[ Yuui chuckles, lightly shaking his head. Nah, he's going to make this a little bit more difficult. Yael needs to work for it. Sure, Yael might not be the number one masturbator, but Yuui thinks he has room to get into it at least somewhat.

He runs his fingers up along Yael's thigh, his nails lightly scratching at his skin. ]

Work yourself up a little bit first. Why not put on a little show for me?

[Does he though...? He's already begun to soften a bit in his own hand, but those nails on his thighs keep him from going entirely flaccid.]

What part of me screams showy to you?

Nothing. Which is why I want to see it.

[ But ugh. Boners for Yael are a tenuous thing, aren’t they? Yuui wastes no time in inserting himself between Yael’s thighs, head dipping low so he can start pressing a trail of kisses along his inner thigh. ]

You’re so vanilla.

[ With a bit of a laugh, he sucks a mark on Yael’s skin, leaving behind a dark purple bruise. ]

[Yuui is wayyyy too generous. Yael was prepared to let the damn thing go flaccid and move on with his evening, but here he is getting spoiled instead. Yael Jr clearly approves, perking up when Yuui marks his thigh.]

Hehe. That's because you haven't trained me right.

[Remember, Yuui, you're the one in control here. Yael is your loving malleable meat man.]

[ If there's one thing that Yuui likes to do, it's spoil, and he feels like Yael deserves it with the week he's had. So, he pushes Yael's legs apart further so he can leave little kisses and bites all the way up to the juncture of his leg and hip. ]

Mmm... I should put you in a collar one day and have you perform tricks for me.

[ It's just a thought, a tiny little idea that Yael knows Yuui will probably make good on one of these days. ]

[Yael isn't outwardly expressive, Yuui is aware, but his thighs do tense with each little kiss and bite. It's small, the smile on his lips, but genuine. He's not about to let Yuui do all the work here, so he tentatively begins stroking at his cock, favoring the tip.]

You'll find I'm not a very obedient dog.

[ Each twitch and tensing of Yael's muscles is like a little gift, one that Yuui cherishes underneath his lips. With a smile, he shifts towards Yael's other leg to pay it the same reverence. It's only appropriate to leave him with marks that he can look back on in the morning and know he isn't alone, after all.

Sucking out yet another bruise, Yuui hums against Yael's skin, his gaze traveling to the way he (finally) begins stroking himself again. ]

I'll tug on your collar until you obey.

[See? This is much better. It's no blowjob, but a little motivation a la Yuui's mouth goes a long ways towards getting him off. Still, Yael's a shithead if ever there was one, so he nudges the tip of his cock into Yuui's cheek.]

And if I snarl and bark? Bite your skinny little arm off?

[ Yuui turns, snapping at Yael's dick, but he's careful enough that his teeth only clack against themselves. ]

I'll do that, but for real.

[ With a chuckle, he mouths at Yael's thigh. ]

So be a good boy for me.

[Ah. The casual threat of having his dick bitten off. A classic. Undaunted, Yael swipes the precum-laden tip of his cock against Yuui's lips.]

Woof.

[ Fai immediately licks his lips. Mmm, delicious. ]

You really like weaponizing your little one, don't you?

[ Emphasis on the nonexistent little here. Without another word, Yuui leans forward, grabbing the base of Yael's cock before taking him in as deep as he can. Who said he needed to build up to this? ]

My "little one"? What is it, my son?

[Yael The Second... There are more smart remarks waiting to pounce of Yael's tongue, but oop, now Yuui's gobbling Jr up whole. There him go... Yael visibly shivers, audibly sighs, because holy fuck. With a satisfied, gusty laugh, he tangles his fingers up in Yuui's hair.]

...You're nuts. You know that, don't you?

Hmm?

[ He hums, the sound vibrating along Yael's cock as he hollows out his cheeks and sucks. The temptation to do it hard right off the bat is there, but he resists it in favor of working up a steady rhythm of bobbing up and down along Yael's cock instead.

There's an amused look in his eyes when he glances up, however. Of course he's nuts. Why else would he be here, sucking his extremely depressed boyfriend's dick in the bathroom on a military base if he wasn't nuts? ]

[Fair point. To Yael's credit, he likes his men a bit fucked in the head, so it's no skin off his back.

He toys with Yuui's hair, but his touch is light, minimal, so the other man can focus on his work. Yael's legs are already trembling, his resistance whittled down to nothing.]

...Don't worry about making it last. I don't think I can.

[ His free hand settles on Yael's thigh just so he can feel him tremble, memorizing that feeling underneath his palm before he slides up to grip onto his hip instead. Briefly, Yuui wonders if Yael would tremble even more if he were to bottom... much to think about for later. Right now, he needs to focus on the dick in his mouth, so he sucks harder, squeezing the base of Yael's cock as he strokes what he can't fit in his mouth.

Yael said he won't last, so Yuui intends to make sure that he doesn't. He readies himself too, prepared to drink up every single drop that Yael spills into his mouth. ]

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