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Oh, I won't be. You're earning them, aren't you?

[What Yael hasn't told Fai is that he's going to be hella sore in a few hours, but when that tenderness goes away, he'll feel like a new man.

Yael continues on in silence for a time, letting the cheesy porno music work its magic, before piping up midway down Fai's back.]

Feeling a little better?

[ He doesn't feel like he's earning them, but maybe he'll feel that way later tonight when he can barely get up and walk around his apartment.

For now, though, he isn't worrying about it.

By the time Yael finally pipes up, Yuui has his eyes closed. ]

Mm... I am.

[ For all he seems to be half asleep, he's at least been rewarding Yael's efforts with contented, dreamy sighs. ]

[...That's good. He can feel Fai relaxing just as well as he can hear him. His work here is just about done, but Yael finds himself hesitating to finish the job. He doesn't want this to end... but then he reminds himself that he isn't done touching Fai. Not nearly.

His hands come to a rest, and leaning down, he lingers in the kiss he presses to Fai's temple.]

Good enough to collect on that tab?

[ Yuui turns around, which is a bit of a feat when he’s still got Yael straddling him. That kiss to his temple has butterflies fluttering around in his stomach and his heart racing, but his smile is soft. ]

I think so. You owe me about…

[ Hm. Give him a second or two to tally them up. ]

Ten thousand.

Ten thousand?

[Yael gasps in mock surprise! What a greedy client. Yael lifts his weight from Fai's back to give him enough wiggle room to turn around and face him.]

That's a year's salary for me, you know. You're really gonna rob me blind?

Of course I am. I have you right where I want you, after all.

[ Which is, naturally, on top of him and on a bed. With a light laugh, Yuui tugs on Yael's shirt to pull him closer. His smile is soft before he leans in to press their lips together in what's surprisingly a fairly chaste kiss for their position. ]

Oh really? Right on top of you with my bad knee?

[It's not so bad that he can't put a bit if pressure on it, but why would he pass on an opportunity to tease Fai? Lips curled into an uneven smirk, Yael leans into his hold and captures Fai's lips in a kiss that's decidedly less chaste.

If he owes Fai ten thousand kisses, he has a lot of headway to make. Shitty man that he is, he doesn't part from their less-than-chaste kiss before blowing a raspberry on Fai's lips.]

Dummy.

[ Ah, just when he's about to start getting into it Yael has to go and do something childish like that.

But Yuui clearly doesn't mind, smacking Yael's chest. His muscle is nice and solid underneath his fingers... just what he likes. ]

Why am I the dummy? Dummy. If you really want me to, I'll ride you. It's no problem.

[ As long as Yael's dick is inside of him at some point, he doesn't really care. ]

[That tactical raspberry was a necessary distraction. While Fai's busy fussing and smacking his chest, Yael is laying down on top of him, settling between those twinky legs. Less pressure on his knee, right? Kissing to shitty porno music in the missionary position..................]

Yeah? Let me have my way with you first. You can have your fun afterwards.

[Alright, alright, no more raspberries. Yael folds Fai's lips into a kiss that's a measure softer, a bit more sensual. It's a kiss that stretches into one, and then another, and another... and when they break to catch their break, there's a smile on Yael's lips.]

How many was that?

[ Two men kissing to music only found in the cheesiest pornos is just as the lord intended, isn't it? One of Yuui's hands finds it's way into Yael's hair, his fingers tangling in those long locks, while his other hand sneaks up under the back of his shirt.

Yuui admittedly loses count of how many times they've kissed, instead focusing on the push of Yael's tongue against his own and the way he tastes... it's hard to think about anything else. So, when they pull apart, all Yuui can do is shrug, his cheeks a light pink. ]

Not enough. I know that much.

[In truth? Yael didn't need to stop to catch his breath. He's selfish, leaning back to luxuriate in the slight blush powering Fai's cheeks. Beautiful, he thinks, as if a single word could accurately describe how lovely the man is to behold.

Before Yael realizes it, he's smiling. That's been happening a lot lately.]

Not nearly. Come here.

[Yael's fingers rest at the nape of Fai's neck, guiding him up and into another kiss. While their lips and tongues intermingle, Yael begins rocking his hips down into Fai's— slowly, steadily, to kindle that flame between them.]

[ Yuui doesn't need to be told twice, eagerly letting Yael guide him so their lips can meet again. He allows Yael's tongue past his lips easily enough, a soft breath escaping into the kiss when he starts to rock against him.

As good as it felt in Fragment, this is a hundred times better—maybe even a thousand times—and it doens't take Yuui long at all to respond in kind, arching up to assist Yael in generating some of that necessarily friction. He slides his hand fully up the back of Yael's shirt, lightly scraping his fingernails along his back in between taking time to memorize the planes of his muscles. ]

[Fragment got a lot of aspects of intimacy right, but nothing can replace the real thing, feeling Fai's desire for him translated in the way his palms spread over his skin... but it isn't fair to Fai that he's the only one without his shirt, is it?

Yael sits up, peeling his shirt off overhead and tossing it aside. There. Much better. He doesn't want anything getting in between the hot press of skin on skin, the thrum of one heart beating across from the other, and it's that heat Yael focuses on as their lips mingle and their hips grind and his fingers knead into one thin, lithe breast.]

[ That’s more like it—at least, that’s what the look of appraisal Yuui gives him seems to convey. Yael looked good in Fragment, but he looks even better in the light of Yuui’s apartment. He’s eager to have Yael pressed right against him again as he practically soaks up the heat radiating off of him.

It’s a lot and yet not enough, not even close, as Yuui uses the press of his leg around Yael’s hips to encourage more heat between them, his budding arousal apparent in the press of their hips. He sighs again into Yael’s mouth, eager as his hands go right back to exploring his skin, this time without the barrier of a shirt between them. ]

[Alas, nothing good is built to last: the cheesy porno music lulls to a stop, but Yael is in no rush to start it up again. He'd rather listen to the soft sighs Fai breathes out between their kisses mingling with the occasional sigh of his own, the grind of fabric between their hips.

Ah, but speaking of hips. When their lips part next, he runs the pad of his thumb over Fai's bottom lip.]

Feel like returning a favor today...?

[ He grins up at Yael, contemplating biting at his finger. If the tenderness of the moment wasn't so delightful, he'd absolutely ruin it.

But thankfully Yael breaks the little moment. ]

I was actually going to offer. Now get on your back.

[Is he ruining the moment? No, he's just enjoying the moment, baybee. Don't hate!]

Hehe. [THE RARE YAEL HEHE???] Alright, alright.

[Sitting up, Yael lays back... and politely spreads his legs a lil. Hehe.]

[ The rarest of all the hehes...

Yuui can't help but laugh too as he settles between Yael's legs. ]

I know you don't believe me, but you're really cute. I mean it fully.

[ He slides his hands up Yael's thighs before pressing close so he can palm at his cock over his pants, leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his neck. ]

Oh, I believe you. I just happen to disagree.

[Besides, it's embarrassing being told how cute he is when his dick's about to be out? Yael suppresses a shiver when Fai's palm finds his groin, but nothing stops the goosebumps from spreading over his arms, the neck Fai presses those sweet lips to. Yael twists to return it, dropping a kiss into Fai's hair.]

[ It's simply the natural order of things, Yael. Get called cute and then your dick is out.

But that kiss is so affectionate that it makes Yuui pause ever so slightly before he plants another one on Yael's neck. He's really in danger, isn't he...? Though, if he's honest with himself, he's already lost the battle. He likes Yael, really likes him.

To punctuate that little thought of his, Yuui sucks a dark, mottled bruise into Yael's neck, squeezing the base of his cock as he does so.

Something to remember him by, at least until they can meet up again. ]

[—Ah, he's missed that ache. He'll hope Fai left that mark low enough that it won't need any hiding, but then again, it's a mark he'd proudly wear. He likes Fai, after all. Really likes him.

That bruise leaves his cock throbbing beneath Fai's palm, gradually stiffening in his jeans. Finding them uncomfortably tight, he shifts in bed, arches his hips into Fai's touch to telegraph that need to be touched directly.

...Man, has he always been this eager? No. No, he hasn't, but it's humorous all the same. Fai's reduced him to the likes of a schoolboy eager to get his cock wet for the first time. With Fai, every experience new and old feels like a first and a welcome one at that.]

Aren't you eager?

[ He can't help but call it out, especially when Yael was a bit slow to get fired up their first time. Although... does it count as the first, or is this the first? Yuui decides not to think about it too hard as he sucks another mark into Yael's skin, this time just a bit lower. The other one definitely won't be easy to hide, but he's sure this one will.

His hand makes quick work of undoing Yael's jeans, pushing them down a bit so he can more easily reach into his underwear. He's eager too, a thrum of excitement running through his body as he wraps a hand around Yael's cock, starting him out with a few slow strokes. It's unusual for him to be so excited to touch someone, to find out what they feel like in his hand, that it almost gives him pause.

Naturally, though, he pushes through it. After all, Yael is indeed bigger in real life than he was in Fragment. It's hard to think about anything else when he's met with that particular fact. ]

And you're not?

[Please, Fai. Don't even try to tell him you're not.

That second hickey arouses him just as much as the first, but he's not fully hard until Fai's hands are on him. Much better. He might've burst at the seams if he were contained in his jeans any longer.

Skimming a thumb along Fai's lips, Yael isn't subtle about what he wants. He doesn't try to be.]

You don't look the least bit intimidated. I don't know whether to be relieved or offended.

[ He nips at Yael’s thumb as his own thumb rubs at the slit of his cock. ]

Be relieved. It means I can take you to the back of my throat.

[ It’s hard to tell if Yuui is just teasing or if he’s being honest… but it doesn’t matter much when he scoots back and starts working Yael’s pants off of him, taking care not to hurt his leg. ]

[Yael arches a curious brow— that's quite the boast, but can Fai live up to it?

He raises his hips to assist in the removal of his jeans... but a shiver runs up his spine. A strange feeling settles in his gut. Ah. What is this strange, nearly ominous feeling...?]

Oh really? I'll believe it when I see it.

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