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[ That almost makes him burst into a fit of giggles, but he manages to hold it in by means of stroking himself faster. May as well lean into it before the absurdity of the conversation gets to him and takes him out of his performance mindset. ]

How hard?

[While Yuui's busy laughing, Yael's fingers slowly inch towards his creepy clownhole. Maybe... Maybe he can sneak a fingie in...............]

As hard as you like, clown boy.

[ Before he can sneak a finger in there, Yuui grabs Yael's wrist and pushes it up to Yael's own mouth. He lowers his voice, his hand stilling around his own cock while he focuses his thumb on the tip, smearing at some of the precome that's begun to gather. ]

You weren't thinking about fingering me dry, were you? Suck on your fingers for me before you do anything like that.

[Oop, caught in the act. Yael's snickers are smothered by his own fingers.]

Really? You'll let me have a role in your little performance?

[ He grins, shoving Yael's hand further into his own face. ]

It's a performance for you that you'd be participating in. Are you fine with that?

[ Does Yael really think he would ever reject fingers in his ass? Come on. ]

Sure. Some shows encourage audience participation.

[Alright, alright... Yael sucks his own fingers into his mouth and makes a show of wetting them. This performance goes both ways.]

[ With a soft groan, Yuui settles back as he watches Yael suck on his own fingers, his cock twitching in his hand. ]

You're so hot, Sheza.

[ It isn't just the muscles either, though by now Yuui has certainly told him many times just how handsome that face of his is. ]

[How effortlessly Yuui distracts him. Yael owes this man a proper railing for dragging him so far out of his bad mood, but that really will have to wait until tomorrow after he's had a solid night's sleep, and hopefully one free of nightmares.]

That so?

[Yael reaches back around with slicked up fingers to gently rub Fai's entrance.]

Speak for yourself, beautiful.

[ He'll gladly take the fingers right now—the main event can wait for another day, one where Yael is in a better mood and they can really take their time. Spreading his legs, Yuui relaxes himself enough that it should be easy enough for Yael to slide a finger or two right inside, his toes practically curling at the familiar feeling of Yael's fingers. ]

I've always thought you were hot, you know.

[ It was pretty obvious, after all. ]

Though the game doesn't compare at all to you here.

[He eases two fingers in, rubbing Yuui's inner walls and slowly pushing his way further inside.]

...I'm flattered. Ten years ago, I don't know that I'd buy it if a cute guy like you said he liked me.

[Call it poor self-esteem if you will, but Yael would like to think he has a pretty realistic view of himself. Looks aren't everything, and if you take his personality into account, he's a hard sell for most. Yuui's special, choosing a man like him and being happy with his choice. The thought makes Yael chuckle as his fingertips lightly curl against Yuui's prostate.]

I got lucky with you. There aren't many who can handle me.

[ Well, it wouldn't have mattered ten years ago since Yael was taken, wouldn't it? But Yuui bites back that little retort, focusing instead on the push of Yael's fingers as he sighs, biting back a groan as he strokes himself slightly faster. ]

Mm... you're right, I can.

[ Yuui doesn't think that Yael is particularly difficult to handle, despite all of the baggage he so clearly comes with. All he needs is someone that will choose him every time, who will carry some of that baggage with him.

And Yuui likes to think that he can be that person. ]

I'll handle anything you could throw at me.

...Mm.

[Yeah. I know you'll be able to handle it.

In place of words, Yael's smile is fond and trusting, one hand slinking up to rub indolent circles into Yuui's hip while the other slowly massages his prostate.]

You're built tough. Tough he enough to push me around and do whatever you want with me. You ever think about that?

[ Ah, that smile... it does something to him, makes his heart beat just a tad faster in his chest as his cheeks flush with something other than arousal. Fondness of his own, perhaps.

Rewarding Yael by no longer holding back the quiet moans that have been threatening to escape, he settles back further against the pillows. ]

Do you?

[ It seems like it, at least. Though the way Yuui's cock twitches in his hand at just the idea of it gives him away—of course he's given it thought. ]

[The dick's always honest, isn't it? Yael chuckles, but he keeps his amusement contained so as not to distract Yuui, crooking his fingers to impress a little more weight onto his prostate.]

I do. You'd make a great dominatrix.

[...He'd also have no trouble bullying Yael into doing all the chores around the house, but that's different.]

Didn't think you were into that...

[ He huffs out a laugh, arching his back as he tries to maneuver his hips in a way that'll bury Yael's fingers deeper. This is the real problem with fingers... he finds himself craving Yael Jr. instead.

But this is fine, he can work with just this too. Yuui strokes himself faster, his grip around his cock tighter. With one more well-timed press of Yael's fingers, he'll be done for. ]

[Little Yael Jr. is half stiff, but they'll both enjoy the sex more when they can fully devote themselves to it. For now, Yael doubles down on his efforts and fucks Yuui on his fingers, slipping in a third to make up for the lack of dick in his ass.]

I'm into you. It doesn't matter what you wear or what you do to me.

[Yael's smile slowly broadens.]

Don't hold back. I want to see you make a mess.

[ Yuui shifts, rocking himself against Yael's fingers, fucking himself back on them. The flush on his cheeks spreads, reading his neck and down towards his chest as his toes curl. So Yael likes him that much, does he? It's a passing thought, one that leaves him wondering how deep Yael's feeling go for him as he feels himself both curious and afraid of what the answer might be.

Any mixed feelings leave him soon enough, especially as he looks up at Yael's grin through half-lidded eyes. ]

Oh, I won't.

[ He wants to punctuate that with a laugh, but the way Yael's fingers fuck into him have Yuui spilling on his chest and stomach instead. He's certainly made himself a sticky mess, one that he almost feels like he needs to bathe again for.

Ah well. All in the name of a good performance. ]

[Some questions are better left out of the bedroom. Yael's focus remains only on fucking Yuui to completion on his fingers, upping the pressure when he feels those telltale contractions start up.

They're both a sticky mess in the aftermath, but this is nothing a wet cloth can't fix. Gingerly sliding his fingers from Yuui's body, Yael's clean hand slides up to hook the nape of his neck, guiding him down close enough to whisper in his ear.]

Good show. You've made me forget all about my crappy week.

[And he means that. Yael wouldn't say so were it not true.]

[ He shivers, turning his head to press a kiss to Yael's cheek. ]

I'm glad. I don't want you to feel like you need to weather these things alone, Sheza.

[ It's a bit of frank honesty that leaves him feeling mildly embarrassed, but in the aftermath of his orgasm, he can't really bring himself to care all too much. ]

Now, get something to clean me up and get back in bed with me.

[ Maybe they can find a movie playing on the television. ]

[Boss babing him already? Yael snorts, ignoring orders to hug Yuui tight before relenting and picking himself up to find a washcloth. Yael calls back to Yuui from the bathroom.]

Why don't you find something for us to watch? TV's on the nightstand.

[ Snagging the remote, Yuui starts to flip through the channels before eventually stopping on a home renovation show.

Fascinating stuff, truly. ]

Do you have a preference for anything?

[ He has a feeling Yael wouldn't like this. ]

Anything but what you're watching right now.

[Miss him with that home and garden bullshit. Yael emerges from the bathroom a minute later with a damp rag and a lit candle, setting it down on the nightstand before mopping up the mess Yuui left behind on them both.]

Mm. I wonder if the game's on.

[fooball..............]

[ Eugh. Yuui makes a face, but quickly tries to obscure it. He can't help the visceral reaction. ]

What teams? You have a favorite, right? I don't think I ever asked...

[He saw that! With a grin, Yael twists up the rag and smacks Yuui's stomach with it.]

The Dodgers, obviously. If they're not playing tonight, we'll watch last week's recap.

[ :)))) ]

[ He snatches the rag, holding it tight so Yael can't smack him with it again. ]

Alright. We'll watch the recap.

[ Isn't he nice? Isn't he a fantastic boyfriend? ]

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