Sleep came easily to Kafei with Sheik snuggled close and wrapped in his arms. It was the most content he had felt in far too long, and even though sleep called him, he clung to consciousness for just a few moments longer to bask in the simple pleasure of having Sheik close.
And with sleep came dreams. Usually they were hazy and more so a feeling than a visual, but not tonight. Tonight it was clear, even clearer than the dreamed memory he had told Sheik about so long ago in the desert. The sky had just settled into night and the lights of sunset had disappeared to make way for a swirl of stars. They were dancing, a bit clumsily at first, but Sheik's movements became more and more fluid. He was teaching him. The song's melody being emulated in a series of smooth monosyllables strung together. A smile lit up Sheik's face and the boy laughed whole-heartedly as rain drops began falling on them. It was infectious and soon enough he too was laughing at the irony of it beginning to rain while he sang the song of the storms. It quickly turned from a drizzle to a down pour before letting up again, but by that time they were both soaked through. And now they were back at camp receiving a stern talking to from their teacher. Somehow they had managed to keep something of a straight face, but when Impa left to take watch, leaving them to dry by the fire, they bursted into laughter. In their hysterics Sheik fell against his shoulder and stayed there leaning on him. Kafei found his arm wrapped around the boy what seemed soon after, and it wasn't much longer until they were sharing a curious gaze. He wasn't entirely sure who had moved first, but the next thing he knew was the feeling of lips brushing against his, following his lead with an endearing innocence. The kiss broke to make way for blushing grins, and looks that conveyed far more than words would allow them at the moment, before the blunette pulled Sheik back for more with a caress of the boy's jaw. It was met eagerly and with more confidence. Still Kafei lead, but Sheik mimicked him less and less as he grew more comfortable with his own instincts. A hummed chuckle left his throat as the blonde lightly bit his lip, and Kafei let his finger's wander into blonde tresses in something of an attempt of reassurance. It ended innocently enough and they settled back to warm themselves by the fire. Sheik leaned against him again, however this time there hands were clasped with fingers laced between each other's.
Slowly Kafei drifted back into the waking world. At first he clung desperately to the dream, afraid of it slipping away like so many others, but when it didn't seem to be going anywhere at all, a smile claimed his face and he sighed with relief. A slightly movement caught his attention and brought back the events of the previous day to his mind. Had it truly occurred? He opened his eyes to see the sleepy Sheikah snuggled close beside him with his head against his chest, morning rays catching his hair and highlighting the lighter bits while making the darker strands vibrant. A small hug was all that was needed to have the other looking up at him with a tousled, sleepy, yet peaceful and more than content expression. Kafei felt his chest flutter at the sight. "Morning," he said placing a kiss to the man's crown. "I had the most wonderful dream." the was a pause as he recalled the details, now able to think about them a bit more coherently. "I dreamt of you. Was teaching you to dance and it rained. Impa didn't find it very funny when we came back soaked, but we couldn't stop laughing about it." Gently Kafei swept away wayward locks from Sheik's eyes and tucked the strands that were long enough behind his ear. "You have an amazing smile."
As usual, Sheik had been the first to wake up at the brink of sunrise. His sleep had been peaceful and not plagued by nightmares and it had been a first in a long time that he hadn't woken a couple of times during the night. Usually he was restless, rarely sleeping for more than two or three hours in a row even if he didn't have nightmares to rouse him from his slumber. A soft sigh was breathed into Kafei's neck; he'd snuggled up to him even closer during his dreams which brought a shy smile to his face as he shifted to put his head on the Terminian's chest. He was careful not to wake the other and judging by the calm and even breathing he had succeeded.
It was safe to say that even after such little time Sheik was healing and that it was due to being around Kafei. For someone who mostly shied away from physical touch and insisted on never depending on someone else and taking care of everything himself, Sheik was quick to react to his beloved's presence. The blond closed his eyes, lured into dozing off by the constant and calming sound of Kafei's heartbeat.
It wasn't until another two hours that the blunette shifted beneath him and thus startled him from his half-asleep state of mind. Once Sheik moved so he could look at the other and their eyes met, he heaved a shaky breath, heart fluttering at the sight of the other. Kafei's long hair was tousled from sleep and he still fought to keep his eyes open, blinking sleepily. Cheeks seemed flushed though Sheik figured it was from sleep, the heat radiating off of his chest was a giveaway as well. It had gotten warm below the shared blanket but the blond didn't mind, it was even welcomed which was probably why he had nestled so closely against him in the first place.
Sheik listened intently to his drowsy words and sat up a bit straighter, eyes widening as he recalled exactly what the Terminian's dream had been about. It hadn't been a simply hazy dream but more of a detailled re-experienced memory.
"That-", he breathed, licking his dry lips. "-that was our first kiss. Kafei, you remembered our first kiss."
He had remember again, and the thought sparked a bit of hope that maybe one day he would reclaim more, or even maybe if he was lucky he would remember all of what had occurred. It wasn't the most likely thing, but it was still a significant possibility and that was enough. From the look in Sheik's eyes and the awe in his voice, Kafei thought Sheik might have realized this too.
"Yeah," he said softly as he shifted to lean on his forearm. He was still on his side, but now it was far easier to steal a kiss from the blonde; lips gently brushing against Sheik's, capturing them twice before giving the lower one a small bite. "I know."
Sheik's breath hitched and he brought a hand up to brush stray stands out of Kafei's face, fingertips touching the side of his face hesitantly. He couldn't quite believe his luck just yet; life hadn't exactly been fair to him so far so how else was he supposed to greet this change? They had known each other in this new timeline for a while now but it wasn't until recently that Kafei's memories had seemed to jumpstart and come back to him and the unknown cause left him feeling unsure and nervous.
"I barely slept that night.", he uttered then, running his hands through indigo locks, curling and uncurling them around his fingers. "You left me feeling so flustered and ..excited." The slender male chuckled softly and averted his gaze, feeling some of that embarrasment return as he remembered. His eyes locked onto Kafei's lips and he moved his hand so he could run his thumb over the lower lip.
A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth and a light chuckle hummed in his throat as Sheik recanted the, from the looks of it slightly embaressing, but adorable feelings. "The last part I remember was holding your hand while we sat by the fire, right after I kissed you."
Kafei let his eyes fall shut. The feeling of fingers running through his hair was somewhat mesmerizing, and the fact that it was Sheik doing it made it all that much nicer. He only opened them again when he felt the other's hand stray to touch his lips. It was something he couldn't recall anyone ever taking the time to do. To simply admire him. With a kiss to Sheik's knuckles, Kafei settled back down beside him and pulled him close. Again fingers were running through his hair, running this way and that way. It was nearly lulling him back to sleep until nails dragged up the back of his neck and pulled a pleasant shiver of sorts from him. Sheik certainly had his attention again now, and it was noticeable. The blunette couldn't help leaning into the caresses that here and there would be met with a soft pleased hum or an involuntary twitch of his shoulder.
Wanting to return the pleasantry, he let his hand run up Sheik's back before settling near his waist. For a moment he toyed with the fabric there, but it wasn't long before he slipped his hand beneath the shirt so he could run his fingers over Sheik's skin instead.
Sheik scoffed quietly, shooting him a look that was close to a glare before fixing his gaze back to his soft lips. "I was 15, almost 16. Don't judge me for getting excited over my first kiss." He felt no need to remind him that back then, he'd had a crush on the other male as soon as he'd hit puberty. It had once started as an adoration for the talented magician but soon turned into affection as they had gotten to know each other. Maybe one day Kafei would remember what a lovestruck fool Sheik had been but he clearly didn't want to spur him on regarding that matter.
It was pleasing to see that Kafei still reacted to the caresses roughly the same way he'd always done and it made Sheik's lips twitch up in a smile as he continued to run his hands through the soft strands. The blond had always been fascinated with it and thus had quickly found out what the other liked best. He wasn't sleepy anymore but the idea of spending some more time in bed huddled up under the blankets did sound very alluring and judging by the quiet noises the Terminian made, he didn't mind either.
He brought his hand down to the front, slender fingers kneading the skin where neck and shoulder met and thumb sliding over his collarbone. It was relaxing and exciting at the same time; his skin tingled where Kafei's hands had touched him and he leaned up to catch the blunette's lips in a kiss again.
He wasn't sure how he could feel as though he had missed this, missed being so close to sheik, missed the feeling of his lips against his own, his embrace, the feeling of his skin beneath his touch, but somehow he did feel that way. And with that sense of longing he couldn't seem to get enough of the other. He pressed harder, though not roughly, against the lips that had come up to take his. Again his touch wander over Sheik's back. It trailed up his spine, and down his side, returning to his back to let his nails graze random patterns across sensitive skin.
The kiss grew deeper and Kafei wasn't sure if he had begun moving first or if the hand at his neck had persuaded him to drift so that he was now more so leaning over the blonde rather than next to him. Either way neither of them were complaining.
Kafei broke the heated kiss only to steal another. He smiled against Sheik's skin before placing a quick kiss at the corner of the man's mouth, and then another along his jaw, but was somewhat frozen by the nails that raked up his hair line. Sheik clearly knew exactly how to rile him up. It had him wondering what invoked such a response for Sheik, and that thought had a blush quickly appearing on his face. However, undeterred he returned his attention to Sheik's neck in the form of several kisses scattered over it.
Sheik's eyes slid shut as their kiss grew deeper, losing himself in the sensation as he focused entirely on moving his lips against equally soft ones. He rolled further on his back as Kafei leaned over him, now finally able to make good use of his other hand as he brought it up to run it over the other's chest and throat. While the touch was rather light at first, it quickly grew more pressing as the blond got over the inital shyness.
It was like getting back on top of a horse after a long time, really; it might have been a while but he quickly got used to the familiar touches again. It didn't make them any less exciting though and Sheik bit back a sound rising in his throat, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks at that.
At least this time he had the advantage of knowing what would make Kafei twitch and advantage he did take. When the blunette leaned down to leave kisses all over his neck, Sheik reached up to nibble on his pointed ear, soothing the bruised skin with a flick of his tongue afterwards. He couldn't help the small smirk at the reaction it got out of the other Sheikah.
A hushed gasp left him when teeth grazed his ear. It was partly because it felt good, but partly because he hadn't known that it would. He had been with a few people before, but apparently no one had bothered to pay any attention to his ears like Sheik was now. He leaned into the unfamiliar sensation and let a pleased hum melt against Sheik's neck. It was almost a challenge now to find out what drove Sheik nuts.
Kafei return his focus to the blonde's neck, this time nipping at the skin. A firmer bite to the crook of the man's neck had a devious smile tugging at the blunette's lips, Sheik's reaction only urging him to continue. Bites were soothed over, sometimes with a kiss, other times with a flick of his tongue. Originally he had been trying not to leave marks, but after the way Sheik pressed against him when he sucked at a particular spot at his collar, Kafei quickly reasoned that a few were ok. Sheik did have a cowl after all. And if Sheik's neck was this sensitive, he certainly had newfound appreciation for that cowl.
Kafei shifted to free the arm he had been leaning on so as to run it through blonde locks while he continued his assault on the other's neck. A light tug exposing more of Sheik's neck for him to tease. Consequently it put them closer now, making those small reactions, the slight leans, and shivers all the more enticing for the both of them. And the more blatant reactions simply irresistible.
Fingers continued to card through indigo locks as Sheik wrapped his other arm around his back, fingertips drawing circles and small figures on the other's muscular back. His eyelids fluttered as Kafei focused on his neck some more and shot open when a particular harder bite made him choke out a breathy moan. The blond's cheeks flushed crimson a brief moment after and he felt his ears grow hot; so much for lazy and innocent cuddling.
He usually had little trouble being quiet but this situation wasn't something he experienced everyday and it seemed like once Kafei had realized just how sensitive the blond's neck really was, he wasn't going to let him off so easily. While the first kisses and bites left him shivering and drew quiet moans from delicate lips, he was left to twitch and shift beneath the blunette after a couple of minutes.
Sheik's fingers in the other's hair tightened as he moved on top of him and briefly brushed over the evidence of the younger one's arousal. The sound that left his mouth after that didn't really help to ease his embarrasment. The blond wormed his arm under the pit of Kafei's arm so he could wrap it around his lower back. He didn't hesitate to slip his hand under the Terminian's shirt and up his spine.
The grip on his hair grew tighter and coupled with his own movements it tugged pleasantly. Even if Sheik already knew, Kafei felt the need to mention it, but his words briefly escaped him when Sheik moaned so close to his ear. All the little sounds the blonde made were delicious, and now as close as they were Sheik could definitely feel the effect they had on him. "You can pull my hair as much as you want." He murmer next to the blonde's ear before giving it a playful bite.
He pulled back just far enough to look at how badly he had marked up the younger man's neck, running his fingers lightly over the small red marks. A move that only made it more clear how arouse they both were, Sheik's squirming being echod by Kafei's in response. Sheik would be making good use of that cowl. Giving the surely now tender skin a break, Kafei returned his attention to those lips he so adored. Slow at first but quickly deepening, tugging his hair with every movement, and causing a soft muffled moan to pass over his lips.
All of this was moving rather quickly; just yesterday he had thought he'd lost Sheik entirely. However somehow it was alright. It felt familiar. So familiar and so comfortable that he didn't have a problem with how Sheik had managed to bunch up his shirt to nearly a state of undress, nor did it bother him to remove it entirely and get it out of Sheik's way. Such a simple pleasure it was to having someone just touching, skin against skin. The nails moving across his skin, however, were just icing on the cake.
"Mh-hm." A small affirmative sound was all Sheik managed to get out at that point and his grip tightened both at the sensation of Kafei's warm breath washing over his ear and the teeth that followed a second after.
Eyes opening, he looked up when the Terminian pulled away, breath hitching when that movement made Kafei's hip brush over where most of his blood had pooled by now. He only barely managed to hold in his moan by biting down on his lower lip, breathing out shakily and noisily. Sheik kept his gaze fixed on the other's ruby eyes as they adored what was surely a pretty dark mark on his neck, judging by the small smirk curving up Kafei's lips. There was no telling yet how bad it would look the next morning but he didn't mind though. It could easily be hidden beneath the cowl and serve as a reminder in private.
Sheik's hand left Kafei's back so he pushed up on his elbow and catch his lips in a bruising kiss, hungrily moving their lips together. Blue hair was starting to tickle him, making his lips curl up in a smile as he pulled him back down so he could run his other hand through them as well, effectively brushing the soft strands back and holding him close at the same time.
That was definitely not a protesting sound that followed when Kafei moved back far enough so he could take off his shirt; Sheik would forever deny that it was but the pleased hum that followed the blunette's actions gave away that he appreciated the gesture. As if the hands that could now freely roam over the other Sheikah's collarbone and chest weren't proof enough.
Hands came up to run over his collar and they seemed to want to pull him back down, close to Sheik once more. However instead a mischievous smirk took over the blunette's mouth. Grabbing Sheik, Kafei fell back, taking the surprised blonde with him. Indigo locks splay this way and that way around his head and a laugh left him as he looked up at the younger Sheikah who now straddled his hips. He ran his hands up Sheik's legs before pullling him down to steal a kiss, a small noise melting into it at the pleasing bit of friction.
Sheik made a noise that was somewhere between being surprised and pleased as he rolled on top of the older, placing one of his elbows next to his head to use as a leverage so he wouldn't put his entire weight on him. Lips curling up into a affectionate smile, he gave a small laugh and reached out to brush stray hair away from the Terminian's face. He took a moment to simply adore him, taking in his flushed face and the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light. It was a sight to behold and never forget.
There was no denying the obvious bulge in Kafei's pants that happened to rub against Sheik's backside and Sheik smiled into their kiss, making sure to move against him as he deepened their kiss again. His tongue flickered out to run over the blunette's lower lip, almost lazily asking for access.
Kafei's hips rose slightly as Sheik pressed against him, and caused a hush moan to escape parted lips before Sheik could have at them again. Sheik seemed more comfortable this way, his movements more sure, and Kafei certainly wasn't complaining. He let one of his hands fall back down to run over the younger man's thigh, while the other snuck up under the fabric of Sheik's shirt to rest at the small of his back and draw lazy patterns there. Though the more heated the kiss became, and the harder Sheik rocked his hips, and the more attention paid those spots Sheik knew drove him crazy, the less coordination Kafei had. It wasn't long before his hand simply rest there, occasionally wandering further up Sheik's back.
The blond was taking his sweet time ravaging Kafei's mouth, tongue delving into the hot cavern and elicting muffled sounds from both of them. He'd never quite realized how much he had missed this. Of course there had been times when he'd craved another body next to his but he'd never actually acted on that want. One might call the blond a hopeless romantic while he would usually refer to himself as simply antisocial when it came to dealing with other people.
Once he found he'd suffocated Kafei enough, he withdrew, but not without giving his lower lip a soft bite and a firm tug, grinning into the crook of his neck then. His body was moving on his own, urged on by basic instinct and the need to draw those delicious sounds from his beloved. And sounds he did get, even more after he mimicked Kafei's earlier ministrations on his neck, though he abandoned that soft skin in favor of moving back to his ears. Blue strands were tucked behind them so he could run his tongue over the entire length of it, nibbling playfully on the tip.
Without much thought, Kafei tilted his head to allow Sheik better access to his ears. To him it was a new sensation, that sent a shiver down his spine and had him helplessly arching into the touches. Fingers found their way back into blonde tresses in something of a silent plea for Sheik to continue when Sheik pulled away, but Kafei quickly realized it was only so he could attack his other ear.
Originally he hadn't intended for things to go quite so far. Admittedly there was a slight nervousness about where exactly all of this was actually going. A sharp bite to his ear had a short gasp leaving him and the grip on Sheik's hair tightening. If this was all the other wanted to do, he better speak up soon. "Sheik, unless you intend to do something about it, we should probably stop before you get me too riled up."
It took the blond a brief moment to process his words, he had been too far into it to think properly, which might have been a first since a long time. Which technically it was. He stilled his movements, except for the tiny kisses that were placed along Kafei's jawline as he pulled back to sit down in his lap. Had they gotten too far into it? Sheik wasn't a prude and this was familiar territory but the truth was, they had just gotten back together a couple of hours ago. To anyone else, this would be too soon.
But they were not like anyone else, that much was certain.
Sheik shot him a smile and reached out to run his fingertips down the side of the Terminian's face in a tender gesture, thumb once again brushing over his lower lip like he had done earlier. "Y'know", he softly began as he climbed off of him to lie by his side, sticking one leg between Kafei's thighs. "-if there's one thing I've gotten good at in all these years-" Cue that hand leaving his lips to travel down south over his chest in a teasing manner, dipping into Kafei's bellybutton once he went past that as well. "-it might be seducing one of my hands into 'doing something about it'." And with that, the younger one firmly grabbed him through the thin layers of his clothes.
There was something so intoxicatingly devious about that smile. It made Kafei's heart flutter and his breath hitch when the blonde settle back next to him. He moved his arms to loop around the man's shoulders and hold him close. A shudder ladden with anticipation ran through him at the delicate touch cascading down his torso. The words out of Sheik's mouth were surprisingly dirty, but still rather amusing, and had Kafei not been immensely distracted by the hand at his crotch he might have poked a bit of fun at the blonde. However any jests went unsaid and instead Kafei buried his face in blonde locks.
He couldn't help the way his hips rose to the touch, nor the noises that escaped his lips as Sheik proved his words true. Even more so when, to Kafei's great relief, the fabric was tugged away. His breath grew quicker as Sheik teased him with light grazes and slow strokes. It was wonderful yet agonizing in how it instilled such desperation in him. He let his voice fall freely to the blonde's ears that he was so close to. Soft sounds turning into outright moans when the teasing finally ceased for the most part, and Sheik truly began trying to bring him closer.
Smile widening into a full-blown smirk at the sight of a speechless Kafei, Sheik turned his face so he could place a gentle kiss to his temple. With him moaning directly next to his ear it was impossible to miss even the smallest sound or sharp intake of breath and it made the blond lick his suddenly very dry lips. A shiver went down his spine and he started moving his hand in earnest, fingers wrapped tightly around the other's length. This was something he was familiar with, both regarding pleasing himself and his lover and it didn't take him long to figure out what Kafei liked best.
The blond had to remove his leg from between the other's thighs in order to push down his pants, though their calves still remained entertwined. He took note of how the blunette's legs twitched against him everytime slender fingers rose back to the tip, taking the time to rub his thumb over it in order of spreading the pearls of pre-come there. It seemed like Kafei was still quite vocal, which was definitely a good thing. This time around there wasn't a certain princess or her nanny around, so there was no need to hush the Terminian and remind him to keep quiet.
Fingers gripped the fabric of Sheik's shirt tightly. It had been quite some time since he'd felt the touch of another, and now not only was that happening, but it was Sheik and somehow that made it infinitely better. A shaky breath left him and he let his head fall back against the sheets, eyes shut, lips parted. He was so close and briefly contemplated hold back to drag things out a bit longer, but the thought was dashed when again Sheik moved to run his thumb over the tip of his cock. It pulled a gasp from him and changed his mind entirerly. "Faster," he asked for breathlessly. The request went undenied and had his back arching and his body shuddering as bliss began to take him. And Sheik was beside him, with him, in his tight embrace, doing this to him. Kafei did nothing to stifle the sweet sounds pulled from his throat as he shook, the overwhelming feeling finally taking him and offering the now much needed release.
His breath was still heavy, but it was quickly evening out as he held Sheik close. A tender kiss fell to blonde tresses and when Sheik shifted to be higher up next to him , Kafei gave his neck a small nuzzle.
If Sheik had been younger and less experienced, he would have probably come right there just from listening to those sounds. He didn't, but he was left with a pair of way too tight pants (and that coming from a Sheikah whose battle dress was mostly made out of spandex) and a heaving chest. Working his lover through his orgasm had him riled up enough to quicken his own breathing to a point where he was taking shaking breaths in order to calm down.
Worming his free arm beneath Kafei's neck so he would rest against the blond's forearm, he leaned down to place gentle butterfly kisses along his temple and flushed cheek. He was still lazily stroking his softening penis though he was careful not to overload Kafei's senses as he just came down from his high.
Kafei reach down to still the hand that still gently stroked him; he was plenty satiated now. After a moment of basking in afterglow beside his lover, and adjusting his skewed pants , he saw to return the favor. Gently he capture Sheiks lips in a breif but tender kiss, letting more fall down the blonde's neck as he moved to lean over him. The hand not supporting his weight trailed up the man's side, inching up the light shirt with it and exposing more skin for Kafei to place light kisses. It wasn't difficult to see he need not tease Sheik all too much, but he wanted to even if just a little before finally freeing him from the now confining pants. Situating himself between the other's legs, Kafei lightly nipped the other's hips as he began to slowly stroke his length. The noises Sheik made were lovely and only more so when Kafei took some of him into his mouth, his hand still stroking what wasn't.
For a moment, Sheik was unsure what to do with the mess on his hand but he quickly wiped it off on the sheets so he could embrace Kafei as he was rolled on his back, gladly accepting the kisses and caresses. One hand found its way back to card through the blunette's hair on his path south. He briefly contemplated telling the other that he didn't need to return the favor, but as his lover's hip brushed over his restrained erection he bit back those words; there definitely had to be done something about that.
The blond was shuddering and twitching below him, breath hitching constantly as he tried so hard to hold in the moans rising in his throat. Eventually, his eyes rolled up in the back of his head as they drifted shut and his mouth fell open to let those sounds out. To hell with decency; if Kafei was offering he wasn't going to deny him and Godesses, he knew how to work his tongue just right.
Legs spreading and hand tightening their hold on Kafei's hair, he gripped the sheets with his free hand in order to keep himself from thrusting up into that blissful heat.
A hum resonated in his throat at a particularly hard tug of his hair and there was little doubt Sheik had felt it judging by the way his hips jerk just slightly as if it was all he could do to restrain himself. Kafei would have to put a stop to that. "S'ok to move your hips, Sheik." As if to prove a point he took in Sheik's remaining length, sucking hard when he picked his head back up. Hopefully later Sheik wouldn't question exactly how Kafei knew he wasn't likely to gag. For now he certainly wouldn't, if his moans and how he shook beneath him were any indication. But all that could wait till later. For the moment Kafei's focus was entirely on pleasing Sheik.
"Oh Goddesses -"
It was mostly by habit that he clamped a hand over his mouth, eyes snapping open when Kafei took him deeper. Sheik sat up a bit just so he could barely glance down at where the other's lips were wrapped around his throbbing length before collapsing back. He couldn't have watched anymore even if he had wanted to, the pleasure was simply too much for him to bear.
Finally allowing himself to thrust up into the blunette's mouth, his eyes slid shut again as he breathed a throaty moan, hand falling away from his mouth in favor of gripping the sheets again. It didn't take long until his legs trembled and toes curled in pure bliss; he had been on the edge ever since he'd make the Terminian come before. Digging his heels into the mattress, he let his head fall to the side, already feeling the familiar sensation coil in his lower belly.
"-m so close-" His words were somewhat slurred and muffled, voice having turned up up a nocture. "Please, I need to- I- please ."
If he were a man of lesser control the sounds Sheik was making and what he was saying would have had him hard all over again. Even with self control he could feel his cock twitch with slight arousal. Just the breathless way that Sheik begged him, even though it was entirely unnecessary. He could taste how very close Sheik indeed was and moved faster, running his tongue over Sheik's length every time he took him in and sucking hard from the back of his throat with ever withdraw. When the blonde's release finally began to spill, Kafei slowed but didn't stop his ministrations, caressing Sheik down from his high before withdrawing him from his mouth entirely. When he looked up at his lover it was a sight to remember. Messy blonde locks framed his face, and his breath still came heavy through part lips. Gently he kissed his forehead before settling next to him and pulling the sheikah into his arms.
Hips arching off the bed, Sheik came with a choked groan, fingers tightening almost painfully in Kafei's hair to keep him somewhat grounded. For a moment he couldn't hear or see, the only sound was his own blood pounding in his head as he bonelessly fell back, hips stuttering every once in a while as he rode out his orgasm.
Chest heaving, he lay there, half-lidded eyes not quite focussing until the other Sheikah climbed back up into his line of vision. Sheik gave him a lazy smile and rubbed his shoulder, completely spent. He was thankful that Kafei pulled him close, his body wasn't quite that cooperative yet.
"That was-" A breathless chuckle. "-amazing." He curled arm arm around the Terminian's waist and burried his face in the crook of his neck. It wasn't until his breathing was back in control that he pressed a tender kiss to his throat. "Am I right when assuming you're not simply a natural talent?"
Sheik wasn't the only one spent. Kafei was still on the fringes of his own high, though now that Sheik was satisfied he felt the energy leave him and relaxed in their embrace. He would definitely comit those lovely sounds to memory , and forever etch the sight of Sheik in afterglow into his mind. The blonde truly was a beautiful sight.
A content hum emited from his throat as Sheik placed a kiss there. He wondered how long they could stay like this. He didn't feel like moving any time soon.
The compliment sent his way had a slight blush creeping over his cheeks, but the question that followed had him going red all the way up to his ears. "um…well yes" he chuckled, grinning with embarrassment "I um, i have been with a man before." Kafei continued, hiding his red face in Sheik's hair. He debated if it was worth mentioning much more. Maybe just some reassurance of how unmeaningful it was. They had both been getting over rejection at the time. "It was something of a fling. Neither of us were all too serious about it. But I did learn a thing or two. Zora really aren't all that different–" and that was the part he meant to leave out. Even if he had avoided naming the bass player directly, he still hadn't meant to mention him being a Zora either.
"Really?"
While he had been feeling like he could fall asleep easily again, Sheik was suddenly wide awake the next second. He leaned back so he could look up at the other and brought the hand from around Kafei's hip to the front, fingertips lightly rubbing over his abdomen. Mild jealousy flared up in his chest but it passed as quickly as it came; like Kafei had said, it had been a mere fling and it was over. Kafei was his now.
The blush staining the blunette's cheeks was cute, for the lack of a better word and it brought a smile to the Sheikah's face. "I didn't know you had a thing for Zoras but, well, whatever floats your boat." There was a teasing edge in his voice and he leaned forward to kiss a heated cheek, smile widening into a proper smirk.
"Pray tell then, my dear, any other kinks that might be new?"
A laugh left him at the blonde teasing and he hide his face again, stealing a kiss to the blonde's ear while he was there. The question had flustered him, but in an almost excited way, and he brought his face back up to look at the wide grin Sheik wore. "Yeah" he said with an air of mischief in his voice. "Blondes. With garnet eyes. Who could probably kick my ass any day of the week. And go by the name of Sheik." It was cheesy, and he was grinning like an idiot, but it didn't matter. Sheik was here with him, and smiling more recently than he had ever known him to. And to know that it was his own doing that made Sheik happy had a warm feeling building in his chest.
"We should get dressed at some point." the Terminian sighed pleasantly. "And we could probably do with a shower." Kafei continued, looking down at himself to survey the damage. "Althought…you not quite as much." The corner of his lips turned up in a devious smirk as he leaned close to Sheik's ear. It was something of payback for his own obscene blushing at Sheik's teasing. "I'm pretty sure I got most of it." With that he sat up, giving the blonde a wink before looking around for his shirt.
Of all the things Kafei could have said at that moment, a cheesy reply like that one wasn't what Sheik had expected. It was quite welcome though, judging by the way his eyes lit up. Regarding him with an affectionate look, he brought his hand up to run his fingertips over the side of the blunette's face as he let the words sink in.
Nestled against Kafei's side, Sheik quietly agreed that it was about time they got up, though he refused to be the first one to move. Ruby eyes watched Kafei's movements and widened when he leaned over. The blond's reply died in his throat and he could feel his cheeks grow hot. A soft slap to the blunette's shoulder was all he could do to defend himself before he too rolled out of bed to stiffly pull up his pants.
Their shower probably took longer than necessary and Sheik was to blame for demanding to wash the other Sheikah's hair, taking his sweet time in massaging his scalp and rinsing it. An hour later they were seated in the living room again, breakfast and tea sitting on the table near them, almost forgotten. Sheik's hands were in Kafei's towel-dried hair again, carding through it and catching whatever stray strands he could find and started braiding it. Once he was done, he leaned forward to press a small kiss to the nape of his neck and then took a sip of his tea.
Not too long after that, once breakfast was finished, the blond was engrossed in one of the books again, idly taking notes on seperate sheets. Some words were hard to read, both because it was really old Sheikah language that he sometimes had trouble understanding and due to the state the book was in. Over the years, the ink had faded and it made Sheik furrow his brows in concentration, fingertips absentmindedly rubbing over the aching lovebite on his throat.
