The fifth time it happened, Liu Yee was drunk.
Liu Yee leered at Atsuki over the back of the couch he was sitting on. "Ah, there you are. I was just looking for you..."
Atsuki looked up momentarily and went back to his book for a few seconds before he did a double-take. "Are you drunk?"
Yee scoffed, straightening. "And what if I am?"
"You are, aren't you." Atsuki got up, setting down his book. "Look, you really shouldn't be drinking, you're technically still a minor..." He made an attempt to steer Liu Yee towards the door and hopefully to their room so he could sleep off the alcohol, but he was having none of it.
"Old enough to die for my country, old enough to drink," he scoffed. "And anyways, it's none of your business. Since when do you care?"
"Yeah, you're definitely drunk." Atsuki prepared to forcefully shove him, but Liu Yee spun and caught up his wrists.
"I'm not going to let you push me away this time, Saijo," he hissed, holding him with an iron grip and backing him up until he bumped into the wall. "I'm not leaving until I've had my fill of you."
A shiver rattled up Atsuki's spine at these words, and he began to struggle. "Let go of me! Let- go--"
"I thought I could go easy on you, Atsuki, but maybe not..." Liu Yee's face darkened and twisted into a predatory grin. "Too bad." He gathered Atsuki's wrists into one hand, used the other to grab his chin to keep him from getting away, and forced their lips to meet. Atsuki's eyes widened and he renewed his struggles, but he got nowhere, and gave up for the moment. Liu Yee chuckled into the pseudo-kiss and slipped a hand up Atsuki's shirt, forcing a knee between Atsuki's legs so he couldn't kick him in the groin. He moved his focus down onto Atsuki's neck, his sure-fire weak spot, nudging his chin up with is nose and rubbing the underside of his jaw, planting soft, burning kisses there. Atsuki couldn't help it; he gave a soft moan.
"I know, it feels good," Liu Yee murmured into his neck. "Why won't you just let me please you?"
"I- I just- you're drunk," he finished lamely, trailing off into nothing.
"Drunk is just a word, Atsuki," he heard from beneath his range of vision, moving down. "And anyway, I'm just buzzed."
Atsuki shut one eye as Liu Yee licked the delicate skin just below his navel while he began to tug down his pants, hooking his fingers in the waistband of his boxers to pull those down as well. He sucked in air between his teeth when his erection was exposed suddenly to the cold, Liu Yee eyeing it contemplatively.
Suddenly he took it all in his mouth. Atsuki's legs nearly gave out, eyes rolling back to flutter in their sockets. Only Liu Yee's hands on his hips kept him from falling. His mouth was intoxicating, and he would very much like to tell him such- just as soon as he regained his higher brain functions. Vaguely, he remembers choking out Liu Yee's name in a breathless sort of way before he came, and then he was falling, falling...
Once he comes down off his high he realizes he had slid down the wall to sit on the floor. Liu Yee is sprawled on the linoleum, cheek pressed against his right thigh, watching him lazily. On a whim he made him sit up with his back against the wall, and straddles his lap, acing Liu Yee's chest, arms slung around his shoulders in a possessive half-hug.
Atsuki blinks several times, slowly. "Provided you don't change your mind..." He trails off, not really having to finish the thought.
Liu Yee smiles genuinely. "I'm sure we can work something out."