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[fluorite]

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

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[weaseled]

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.

[fluorite]

[ 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.

[weaseled]

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.

[fluorite]

[ 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.

[weaseled]

[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...]

[fluorite]

[ 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? ]

[weaseled]

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?

[fluorite]

...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. ]

[weaseled]

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.]

[fluorite]

[ 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?

[weaseled]

[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.

[fluorite]

[ 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.

[weaseled]

[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.

[fluorite]

Probably. I've bonded with a couple of people, as you know.

[ And is probably jealous of? Or whatever kind of one-sided beef Yael had with Youou. ]

But I think you're probably the one I've bonded with most through it.

[weaseled]

Oh yeah? Good to hear.

[For as casual as Yael's answer is, he's touched. He lifts a hand to muss up that already messy shock of blond hair, burying another kiss there.]

Let's bond again sometime. And again, and again, and again.

[fluorite]

[ He laughs, leaning into that touch. How could he not? ]

Would you let me top again? You seemed to like that method of bonding.

[ Quite a bit, if that new stain on his car has anything to say about it. ]

[weaseled]

I'll think about it.

[Hard pass...? Nah, he really will give it some thought. It wasn't that bad getting fucked, but his ass is seriously sore.]

Thanks for today, I guess. No matter how we bond, we're gonna be doing it a lot more often.

[As the storm rages on outside, the two fill the time chattering and exchanging soft kisses, and when the rain dies down, Yael pops open the hatch to watch the stars with Yuui at his side. Tomorrow is a new day with new problems and obligations to tackle, but tonight, nothing matters more than burning away the hours together.]