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Sounds like she was efficient.

[ Yuui has so many questions, but he doesn't exactly want to delve into Yael's previous sex life more than he already has. ]

I'll try most things once, you know. If you ever come across something you want to try, ask and I'll probably give in.

[Yael's smile goes slantside. A small correction:]

She knew what felt best for her own body.

[And Yael was happy to cater to her needs just as he is with Yuui.]

I should be the one asking you about freaky new positions... in the car, preferably.

[They can continue this conversation in the car and later on the beach.]

That's efficient in a way, you know.

[ But he's done now and Yael has presumably paid, so Yuui motions for him to get up. ]

Then let's carry on this discussion, shall we? I'd like to hear about what feels best for you too.

[ Though he has a feeling he knows at least one thing Yael enjoys most—oral sex. ]

[Conveniently, THEY'VE BEEN IN THIS FUCKING CAR FOR THE LAST SEVERAL TAGS AND NOT IN THE MEDITERRANEAN RESTAURANT,

What feels best for him, eh...? That's. That's embarrassing and hard to answer, so when in doubt, fall back on sarcasm!]

Getting fucked in the ass by you.

[ YOU EVER JUST.... FORGET?

Yuui laughs, reaching down to pinch his nose. ]

Are you sure about that? I can top, you know.

[ He's done it before and he's good at it, he swears. And he's not going to let Yael get away with his sarcasm. Time to open up in more ways than one, bitch. ]

Can you? I can't imagine you topping. You're too big of a bottom.

[But a man's a man, no? Even if Yuui prefers being catered to and spoiled, his hips have a biological imperative to move. Yael's sure Yuui could top, but with finesse? Maybe not.]

I've topped plenty of times.

[ Yuui pinches at Yael's cheek, tugging on it. This proves his point, right? ]

I don't think you have it in you to bottom. You're too chicken.

[Absolutely not. Yael snorts, his grin smug, and rolls to rest his cheek on Yuui's knobby knee.]

Tell you what. Since you're so eager to prove yourself, let's make a bet: if you can make me come without using your hands, I'll give you a hundred bucks.

[This is it, Yuui. Your chance! Not that Yael expects they'll even get to that part when there's no lube in this car.]

[ Isn't Yael smug? It makes Yuui want to wipe that little grin right off of his face. ]

Sure. Why not?

[ Honestly, the money doesn't even matter. He just wants Yael to be proven wrong, and what's more motivating than seeing the man you're falling for make a fool of himself?

Yuui shifts around, letting Yael's head roll off of his lap so he can crawl up to the front and reach in the glove box, quickly pulling out a bottle of lube. ]

We'll need this, right?

[ It's his turn to look smug now. Though you could get one up on him, didn't you? ]

[Yael remains contently smug until Yuui wiggles his way up to the glovebox and finds, shockingly, a bottle of lube. When did that get there? Did Yuui plant a goddamn bottle of lubricant in his glovebox???

Sitting up, there's surprisepikachu.jpg written all over Yael's face. What the fuck, Yuui.]

Question. How long has that been in there?

A little while? After one of our dates, I stashed it in there just in case.

[ You know, for moments like these. Yuui likes to plan ahead, after all.

He clambers back into the cozy spot Yael has set up, holding up his prized possession. ]

You didn't think I'd actually have some, right? Don't make bets that you aren't capable of participating in, Sheza.

[ This is his real out. ]

[Joke's on Yael for underestimating his boyfriend's horniness. With a sigh, Yael flops back and assumes the pillow queen pose, going boneless against the blankets.]

Hurry up and get it over with.

[Use it. His clown hole.]

[ Yuui laughs, reaching forward to smack Yael's stomach. ]

You really should see yourself right now. You look miserable.

[ It's hilarious, really, the resigned way Yael is laying back, complete with a bored look on his face. Honestly, maybe Yuui should take a picture... he heavily considers it. ]

I'm fine. I look fine.

[He's being A Man™ and resigning himself to his fate. He's a Man™ of his word! Get it over with!!]

Are you going to sit there and stare? Hurry up. Help yourself.

[ Holding back another laugh, he climbs on top of Yael and presses a kiss to his cheek. For a brief, brief second, he considers saying that Yael must love him a lot if he's letting him do this at all, but...

Mmm, maybe not a good idea, not when the status of their feelings is uneven. So instead, he presses a kiss right underneath his ear. ]

Fine, fine. I'll help myself all I like.

[ Yael is a delicious snack ready to be railed, after all. With a soft laugh right in Yael's ear, he presses another kiss right behind it. ]

Should I give you the full service?

[Yael suppresses a shiver, defiantly leaning away from that little kissy. Hmph!! You'll have to work harder than that to impress this bussy, Yuui.]

Tell me you're quick on top.

[Nothing wrong with premature ejaculation in this one specific instance..................]

What's the full service entail?

[ With a huff, he leans forward, taking Yael's earlobe between his teeth, worrying at it teasingly for just a moment before pulling away. ]

Nope, I'm not quick.

[ He's very good at holding himself back, unfortunately for Yael. ]

Full service means eating you out first.

No need. You'll sprain your tongue.

[NOT HIM BUTTHOLE...........................]

I won't. I've done it plenty of times.

[ He fixes Yael with a quizzical look. ]

It feels good. Are you sure you don't want it...?

[...He's making a scene and acting out like a kid, isn't he? Yael quietly sighs. He's letting Yuui do this, so he should let him do as he pleases and teach him what it's like to be on the receiving end of pleasure.

The car falls silent save for the quiet scritch of Yael's chin as he thinks. Scritch, scritch, scritch...]

...Yeah. Go for it.

[It can't be that bad. After all, Yael has happily eaten Yuui out before. He wouldn't have done so if he knew it wasn't pleasurable, so even if it feels weird, Yael isn't going to stop Yuui from returning the favor.

Sitting back, Yael begins tugging off his layers— jacket, shirt, and pants, but he'll leave the removal of his underwear up to Yuui. That's the best part, right?]

[ He sure is! But Yuui is patient enough to let Yael come to that conclusion on his own, his own self-satisfied grin incredibly telling as he watches Yael strip. ]

Much better.

[ Making himself right at home between Yael's legs, he eyes his underwear but does nothing about it just yet. Yael might be of the mind to get this over with, but Yuui is going to build anticipation, even if it kills the extremely tenuous eroticism of the moment. He wastes no time getting to work, pressing a trail of kisses up along one of his inner thighs, occasionally sucking a bruise into his skin in between little nips with his teeth. ]

You've never sat back and let someone else take care of you, have you?

[ While Yuui has a feeling his ex called the shots most of the time, he's making the assumption that it was not in this particular manner. ]

[His inner thighs are sensitive, not that Yael had cared to notice until now. Sure, Yuui's peppered his thighs with kisses and bites before going down on him in the past, but this isn't the same.

Being the center of Yuui's attention and knowing he'll remain that way... hits different. Yael's twitchy, laying back on his elbows and curling his toes into the blankets so his legs don't jerk so much. He's not embarrassed, per se, but this kind of attention is novel. He'll need some time to acclimate.]

You caught me. This feels weird... not in a bad way or anything.

[He feels so Seen. It's strange.]

[ The twitchiness is cute, and part of Yuui sincerely hopes that Yael forgets himself enough that he stops holding back at all. He smiles against Yael's skin, a layer of satisfaction settling low in his stomach at the knowledge that he's the first to ever get Yael in this position. Maybe he shouldn't be so thrilled with that fact, but ah... he can't help it. There's a selfish, possessive part of him that likes to be the first to take and discover new things about someone else, and he satisfaction is oh-so-sweet when Yael is the subject of it.

After peppering Yael's other side with the same attention, Yuui sits back, taking in the sight of all of the little bites and bruises he's marred Yael's skin with. Then, without much of a warning, he hooks his fingers on Yael's underwear and quickly pulls it off. ]

Spread your legs more for me.

Hey—

[HIM UNDIES??? Welp, there they go. Yael loosens up his muscles which, of their own accord, keep stiffening up. Nervous... He's definitely nervous.]

You sure you've done this before? Your technique leaves a lot to be desired.

[But he's rolling with it, spreading his thighs so Yuui has full and easy access to... his ass, presumably. He could've done with more gentle kisses first, but nothing is going to fully prepare him for having his ass eaten.]

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amb admitted to being the one who gaslit us

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