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[ He's being granted permission, isn't he? The way Yael looks right at him, his pleasure unmasked and left bare and vulnerable... he's letting Yuui in. It takes him aback, catches him off guard, throws him for a loop.

Yet he's quickly hypnotized by the way Yael moves, tossing his head back as he comes, and it's a beautiful enough sight that he can't hold back any longer himself. That, and the way he clenches so hard around Yuui's cock that it feels like Yael's trying to twist it off of his body certainly helps.

Yuui is left panting as he leans against Yael's thigh, his head spinning as he watches Yael catch his breath. ]

You're... really beautiful, you know.

[He can feel that wet warmness settling in his body as he comes down from his release, conscious enough to catch the fond look on Yuui's face before noticing the cum on the ceiling. Oh well. That's one mess that will have to wait for now, Yael sitting up on an elbow so he can see Yuui's happy face more clearly.]

Yeah? I was just thinking about how blissed out you look.

[Hehe. Yael outstretches a hand to brush the curve of Yuui's cheek, flushed and damp with perspiration.]

You spoiled me good. Who knew you had it in you?

[ He leans into that touch despite Yael's warm palm only making him feel hotter. ]

I told you. I've topped plenty of times.

[ With a little grin, he slowly extracts himself from Yael, careful not to be too quick about it. And then, his eyes travel to The Stain. ]

Impressive.

[eeeeeEEEEEEEUUGHGHAUAHGH. Everything up until Yuui pulling out felt exceptional, but the literal hole he leaves behind when he pulls out feels so, so unpleasant, never mind the cum trickling out of him.

Yael rolls on his back quickly enough to grab a handful of paper towels to keep the mess from spilling onto the blankets, but good lord, man. Has Yuui always nutted this much??? Yael dully stares at the stain on the ceiling and shrugs.]

What, that? Bad luck. I'll stain treat it when I get home. More importantly, what's your problem?

[Yael waggles his balled up mass of cummy paper towels at Yuui. He did this!! Himst!!!]

My problem? I think the problem is you being a big baby.

[ He swats away Yael's hand. He'll take over managing the jizzening, thanks. ]

I think the stain shows how good I am. Maybe you're just mad about that.

[Fine, fine... Yuui made this mess, so Yael will unhelpfully flop back and let him clean it up. Thanks bro.]

Do I seem mad to you? I'm asking you why you came so much. Feels like you unloaded a year's worth inside of me.

What was that? All I heard was a bunch of whining.

[ But he's kindly helping Yael clean up, even unceremoniously shoving his fingers back inside of him to dig some of the mess out. ]

Heh, right. Let me run that by you again—

[UGEGH. Not the fingers in his sensitive, tender, aching bussy... Yael can't help squirming as Yuui clinically scrapes the mess out of his asshole. Disgusting.]

You could've warned me first.

It isn't my fault you never paid much attention when you saw me do it to myself.

[ This is what he gets for it. Very clinical and unsexy fingers in his ass. ]

...As if you don't expend a lot yourself.

[ Hmph. ]

What can I say? I'm a big boy.

[Not that Yuui isn't, but Yael is bigger. Twitching, squirming.........]

Hey. I think you got it all. Ugh, my ass aches.

[ With a smirk, he pulls away, tissues and all. ]

Uh huh. You're a very big boy. Aren't you proud?

[ May as well drown out Yael's complaints by gently mocking him. It's Yael's kink anyway. ]

Sure am. I'm proud of myself for putting up with you for another day.

[Yael waits for him to dispose of those nasty tissues before latching onto the other man and dragging him down on top of him.]

Honestly, that wasn't half bad. I don't care for the aftermath, but the sex was good.

[ He laughs as he's dragged down, settling easily on Yael's chest. Mmm, what a perfect bed. ]

Really? I couldn't tell~

[ With another laugh, he brushes Yael's hair out of his face. ]

Thank you for letting me spoil you.

Mm. Thanks for putting in the legwork.

[And the cockwork. Good shit, Twinkie. Yael's hand settles atop Yuui's head, heavy and warm.]

Wanna camp out here tonight? It's nothing like sleeping in a tent.

[ He all but preens underneath that hand, lifting his chin up slightly as he shoots Yael a grin. ]

Sure. Let's do that.

[ No faces, no remarks, no complaints. He'll sleep in a tent. ]

Want to look at whatever stars we can see? There's still light pollution, but I bet we can pick out a constellation or two.

[Yael doesn't really feel like moving far enough to open the hatch and gaze up at the stars, grunting his modest refusal while continuing to comb his fingers through Yuui's hair.]

Comfy. Don't wanna.

[But mommy, his butthole hurts...]

[ He reaches out for one of Yael's hands, taking it between his own before brushing his lips against his knuckles. ]

Is this your way of making me do it? You're so spoiled already.

[ And to think Yuui has just begun spoiling him too. How much worse is his boyfriend going to get? ]

No. This is my way of telling you to stay put and enjoy the afterglow.

[It puts Yael in one of those rare, sentimental moods, kissing both of Yuui's cheeks and easing back with a gentle smile.]

You're a big boy. You can handle a little cuddling, can't you?

...You know, I'm still not used to it.

[ He's so used to getting up and going, doing something immediately afterwards or kicking someone out.

However... he shifts, all but flopping down on top of Yael as he goes boneless. Yael is so warm and inviting underneath him that it's hard not to let himself simply relax.

After he's been prompted into it, that is. ]

I can tell.

[Yael exhales breezy, easy laughter into Yuui's golden hair. It's a bit damp with perspiration, radiating warmth, but Yael has always been fond of Yuui's scent. That's one thing the digital world could never properly capture and recreate.]

But you'll get used to it. Sex is about more than self-gratification.

[It's a shame that so few of the men that came before him knew that, but that's their loss.]

[ Ah, yeah. Of course Yael would be able to tell he isn't used to it. After all, Yael has always been so good at picking up every little thing about Yuui, putting together all the little pieces that make him the way he is.

He's right, too, that sex is more than just about feeling good. Yael is the first in a while where it's meant more than just that to Yuui, and the realization is... freeing, in a way.

Settling a hand on Yael's chest, he focuses on the way his skin feels underneath his fingertips. ]

What does sex mean to you, Sheza?

[Yael settles beneath Yuui, comforted by his weight and his warmth. What sex means to him... He'd love to cop out and make some out of pocket comment to steer Yuui off this topic — "it's about getting my dick wet," or some such — but he wouldn't buy it. Realizing that honesty is his only out, Yael clicks his tongue.]

Sex feels good, obviously, but it's an opportunity to bond too. If the only thing you get out of it's sexual gratification, you're better off cranking one out on your own.

[ He laughs softly, fingers drumming on Yael’s chest. ]

As eloquent as ever.

[ “Cranking one out” will definitely win Yael a literary award. ]

I always forget how much I like the bonding part of it until I’ve experienced it again. It’s easy for me to take it for granted.

[Send his Oscar in the mail. Yael grins.]

The bonding part's the hard part. That's probably why you resisted it for so long.

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