Thanks to Tosh who worked triple this week x3


August 18th


Everything was back to its usual, normal peace. Yosuke and Yu appeared in front of their friends as they had always had. They went out, conversed, played and shared cheerfully and familiarly as ever. Except no one suspected that, at night, Yosuke would expect so eagerly to become Yu's toy and be played with. Just as he was tonight.

His thighs were held, supported and tangled with the others, whiter and colder. Like that he was retained prisoner and exposed at the mercy of hands and fingers which explore places still sore from repeating the same actions over and over every single day.

"Yu, move more slowly." The brunette uttered with difficulty between the pleasure and pain. It was deliciously uncomfortable to have Yu's fingers inside him; moreover feeling his erection being masturbated and the silvern eyes ravishing the rest of his body from above. So once more he didn't want to stop. Rather, he fumbled around the other's privates, as difficult as it was from the mattress. Thereby they transfigured themselves into a knot of pure aphrodisia.

Yosuke would not have been able to say how things had gotten to this point or when had he began to let Yu invade him in such a way or how he dared to delve back into the silver's body. The single idea of doing something so forbidden only added more eroticism to their play. For now, all he knew was that when the other teen started to kiss him, his reason died between those lips and like that first time, he let himself get carried away by the passion.

"Aah… There." Yosuke commanded in a rough whisper.

The slender and pale fingers always found the spot that drove him crazy. Once the brunette felt that electricity across his back, he couldn't control his body anymore. He twitched every time his sweet spot was brushed. His eyes shut to stop interposing to his other senses. Filled up by a carnal greed, Yosuke left off trying to please his lover and lied down, giving into the pleasure.

Little by little his gasps turned into louder moans, resounding in his room and soon, around the walls of the house. So Yu leaned forward, never stopping his lascivious labour, and drowned down those whines between his lips with a burning kiss. Yosuke's arms encircled the neck and draw the teen on top closer. His fingertips sank in Yu's shoulders. His hips moved on their own, impatient for the next lightning that excited his body. He could feel how close the end was and he yearned for it, even though he also wished that pleasure would never finish.

Guided by the dissolute tongue, the incessant fingers and the relentless hand he finally found his way to ecstasy. With a lustful last moan that reverberated inside the other mouth, he poured himself over his chest and Yu's fist, which barely moved now. On the contrary, his mouth kept harassing Yosuke's furiously until their lungs begged for air.

They separated gradually from one another, always staring into each other's eyes: silvery and umber sharing a current of sentiments without a word.

As usual, it was Yosuke who came first. "Thanks" He appreciated softly, whipping off the results from his skin.

"Sure." Yu said, licking off the white traces from his phalanges. In spite of all of Yosuke's efforts, he hadn't been able to deter Yu from that galling habit, so the brunette just limited to look away.

Then he began with the accustomed dialog, like it was scripted: "Do you want me to do you?"

"If you want."

"Of course." Yosuke couldn't be the only one taken to that somehow embarrassing state. He wanted to see Yu loose his self-possession in the same way the brunette always did and crush the silver's serenity with his own hands. If that could happen at least once…

Yosuke approached the other teen crawling on the bed. "Do you want me to use my hands… or my mouth?" He asked seductively, nearing that part of his face suggestively to the other's.

"Your hands… are enough." Yu finished in a deep sigh, already ceding to his lover's charms, being intercepted by a sudden smack and letting Yosuke conduct him to a lying position. The brunette felt the remains his own flavour in Yu's mouth, but it wasn't disagreeable enough to make him stop the kiss.

Yosuke's hand, following the request, glided down and the rest of him lay beside his partner, interweaving their legs together.

Yu's member was already hard when he reached it. Touching Yosuke, even kissing him, led Yu to that state in the blink of an eye. Slowly up and down, he caressed it carefully, in the most skilful way possible.

However, other than Yu's lustful gaze, there wasn't much of a visible reaction, to which Yosuke had grown used to, frustrating as it was. Still, if, perhaps, he tried a different approach this time…

Stealthily, his lips went up to meet Yu's ear. He placed a small peck on it and then murmured in a sweet tone: "I like touching you…"

With the corner of his eye he could see Yu widening his. The teased teen contained a gasp and swallowed hard. "It worked." Yosuke had to suppress a triumphant smile to proceed with his plan.

"I like it when you touch me…" Yosuke's lips brushed against the skin of the ear. Yu let out a laboured deep breath. Yosuke could feel the taller male's coldness heating up, encircled with his body.

"I want to give you more. More of me…" After those promising words, his tongue swept out his mouth and played audaciously with the delicate earlobe in front of it, licking it in circles, teasing it unmercifully. Yu let out a hot sigh, intoxicated with his speech. He suddenly took Yosuke's arm and squeezed it with his fingertips to show him he was on the right track, silently imploring to go on.

"…and I want to feel more of you…" The erection pulsed inside Yosuke's hand and he tightened the grip around it, earning another rustling exhalation from the silver-haired. His mouth stopped teasing his ear and travelled down to his neck.

First he licked slowly the flesh, salty and sweaty; the AC wasn't enough to suffocate their fires. Then, he brazenly bit on it, as if trying to rip it off, to feast on his lover. The feedback was so positive that he could hear for the first time Yu groaning in pleasure.

That's why he kept licking, sucking, nibbling on the fine neck, raising the pace of his hand accordingly, toughening his grasp. But not for long, because during one of those bites, one particularly strong, Yu unexpectedly reached the orgasm with a faint cry; one of the most luscious sounds Yosuke would hear in his entire life.

Yu rested with his eyelids closed for a few moments, satiated; although not at satisfied as Yosuke who had risen halfway up and looked down on him with a cocky grin and an eyebrow raised, proud to have found one of Yu's weak spots.

"So you are into that dirty talk kind of stuff? You perv…" Yosuke taunted the lounging male.

"Yes." Yu answered with absolute honesty, opening only one of his eyes and looking at the brunette with his perpetual impassive expression. Seriously, nothing ever affected him. Did he even know what embarrassment felt like? "But I think you are more perverted for saying that stuff…" He retorted, being entirely right.

"Shut up!" Yosuke growled, unable to snap back and he delivered a gentle punch to his teaser's chest.

Yu was too relaxed to even try to dodge the hit. Instead, he took the attacking arm and pulled, dragging Yosuke to his side on the bed once more to cuddle him tightly.

"Waaah ~~" Yosuke yelled taken by the surprise jerk. "What do you think you're doing?" He frowned before the position he had been put in, yet he didn't try to loose from the embrace at all.

"You have to work tomorrow again?" Yu asked, ignoring the false outrage from his partner.

"Yes, sorry about that. I'll try to leave early." The brunette promised with sadness.

The silver smiled lovingly, making Yosuke flush red. "It's ok, I can wait."

"What are you going to do meanwhile?" He asked softly, looking away to hide his reddening face.

"I'll probably meet Naoto." Yu answered, not giving it too much importance to the matter.

"We have other friends, you know?" Again. It was always the same: every day Yosuke worked, Yu would get together with her, only her, and elusively explained what they did and where they went. It pissed him off, but in truth he had neither right to complain nor he wanted to humiliate himself acting like a jealous girlfriend. Therefore, that tiny reproach was the only luxury he could afford. "Where are you gonna go?"

"Just… to walk around the flood plains. Don't worry; I'll be home for you as soon as you finish your shift." He said tangling his arms around his smaller lover, lavishing promising caresses as a vow of what would happen when they met again tomorrow.

"I never said I would be impatient to see you… idiot." As a proof of his forbearance Yosuke gave him an impassioned deep kiss good night.


August 19th


It was just another day at work. The hive of activity and people was extremely tiring. Yosuke wished with all his heart that Yu could have given him a hand today too. However, he couldn't ask the silver-haired to help out if he already had plans, as willingly as he would have ruined them.

Without being seen, he sneaked inside the janitor's room and leaned against the wall to rest. His back was killing him again, he should get it seen. His eyes remained attentively watching through the wide slit left by the door in case his father decided to take a walk around the appliances section, but his mind soon drifted off to other worries.

Yosuke wondered where Yu was right then; if he would already have met with Naoto; what face would he make when greeting her. What would they talk about for days in the shade of the grand gazebo? Maybe she had more in common with Yu than he did; since even between the two males, topics ran out at some point or were left aside to give way to other appetites. Would his man and the girl only talk…?

Yosuke shook his head and decided that was how far his speculations would go. The silver hadn't really given him any reason to suspect anything and didn't deserve his… whatever Yosuke was to Yu… to mistrust him. Before poisoning himself more with his deductions, he resolved to go back to work and distract his head from that useless brain activity until he reencountered Yu later that evening and all his fears were comforted with his kiss.

Yet, on his way out, while closing the door behind him, a silver ray glinted in the corner of his eye. Was Yu so present in his mind that he imagined to see him everywhere? But what he surely didn't imagine was the dark blue mane following the other among the sea of people.

It was, at least, odd. The two of them were supposed to meet by the river and Yosuke couldn't guess what could have brought them all the way back to Junes. He figured why wondering about it by himself, he could go ahead and ask them. Not that he was trying to find out what were they doing, if they were having a nice time, or how much longer their date would last.

Nevertheless, following the couple was not an easy task. The crowd was thick and they seemed to move in an evasive manner, as if they feared to get caught. They swerved in every corner and he kept losing track of them.

Yosuke saw them take a turn left. He knew Junes like the back of his hand, so he was very well aware that path could only take them to the back of the mall. As a proper owner, he was familiar with every shortcut through the racks and through which way he would have been able to follow them by sight as he approached them. But he had to move fast.

He turned right instead, following the line of a smaller sales stand, down a narrow aisle. There they were, the two heads, walking swiftly, dodging clients. Just a few more metres and he could contact them.

In that moment, he bumped into something. The brunette was so focused on chasing his preys that he hit it with all his speed and bounced off violently.

"Ouch…" He murmured between the teeth in pain due to the potent hit. He was so inattentive to his own way, that he hadn't notice there was a man standing still in the middle of the houseware section. He cursed the silent man internally; he couldn't spare any seconds or his pursuit would be in vain.

"I'm sorry, sir. Could you move aside, please? I need to go through here." He demanded impatiently. Still, the man kept staring expressionless at the cases full of silverware, categorically ignoring his words.

"Sir?" The middle-aged male didn't show any sign of have listened to him at all; he simply stood there, wasting oxygen and Yosuke's time.

"Damn it!" The chaser grumbled and pushed him a bit roughly out of his way. Although, when he finally arrived at the end of the aisle, at the farthest corner of the shop, he found no one but his gasping reflection on the pitch-black screen of a large TV.


Yosuke's fingers played a constant patterned rhythm as he tapped them impatiently against the wooden side of the bed. His restless hands moved at the beat imposed by his fretful anxieties, while he waited for Yu to come back home to him, with a disquieted expression.

The silver had promised to return as soon as his shift ended. Then why had Yosuke had to lie in wait for him for nearly two hours already. Normally, the brunette wouldn't have cared about the delay and would have entertained himself with something. However, the eagerness to understand why Yu's date had switched locations without his partner even stopping by to greet him, didn't let him focus on any of his videogames, mangas or even the sandwich he prepared but finally, didn't eat. He had asked around at Junes if the fleeting couple had been looking for him, even to Kuma, but apparently they weren't there to bid Yosuke good day.

Yosuke used to be so calm and at ease around Yu when they were simply friends. Since that barrier had been crossed, he lived assaulted by apprehension, fear, tension…

The distant sound of the front door opening suddenly stiffened all his body and he sat abruptly in the bed. His heart quickened and his stomach shrank. As he heard the footsteps climbing slackly up the staircase, he wondered about the reason for feeling so distressed about this whole deal. "It's nothing. It was probably because it was cloudy. He didn't want to be a bother to me. He'll tell me all about it now. It's nothing." But in a remote corner of his heart, he feared the conversation wouldn't go like that.

When Yu opened the door of their room, he found his friend sitting upright and uptight, staring intensely at him. "Hey." His lips were rigid as they welcomed and so was his turned-to-stone face.

"Hey." The newcomer answered with his insouciant smile.

"You're kinda late." Yosuke tried to make that sound in the less accusatory tone possible, but somehow a tint of his inner feelings emerged between his words.

"Sorry. We got distracted and didn't realise what time it was." Yu apologized as he lay down on the futon, furrowing his brows slightly.

"For two hours?" Yosuke would have like to retort, but he restrained."Oh, is that so? Wait, are your shorts wet?"

"Oh, well, it was an accident. Nevermind…"

"So… how was the park? It wasn't a very bright day." The other asked in an offhand way, expecting to hear what he already knew, wishing Yu wouldn't say otherwise, hoping he had nothing to keep secret.

Yu's gelid eyes met his for a second and then turned away dubiously. "It was ok. It didn't rain at least."

Yosuke felt a cold pang nailing his guts. Maybe his fears weren't as delusional as he was trying to convince himself. Yu did have something to hide. Whatever it was that he was doing so often with the short haired girl, it wasn't something convenient to tell to his lover. The answer was so evident that Yosuke couldn't find any other way around it. If it was only Yosuke the one he couldn't share what he was doing with, then it had to be something illicit, something he was not supposed to be doing. And Yu's only duty towards Yosuke was faithfulness. It was true that they had never set in stone the terms of their relationship, so assuming they were "exclusive" was a decision made single-handedly by Yosuke; however, why would have Yu seduced him in the first place if he wanted to hook up with Naoto too? Definitely, the silver didn't strike him as the insatiable playboy kind.

"What?" Yu's words pulled him out of his turbulent reflections. "Are you tired again?" He asked with a tender smile, even though he was the one who seemed exhausted.

"Sure." The brunette answered, this time, unwilling to cover up his state.

"Too much work?" He continued to show interest in his lover but it wasn't what that teen wanted to hear. Yosuke ached for truth.

"Not really… That's not it…"

"Then what is it?" The silver insisted one last time.

"What is that got YOU so tired is, I wonder." Yosuke thought painfully. "Forget it…" Yosuke said huskily; he didn't want to reveal his insecurities, mainly because he didn't have any proof of the alleged disloyalty. "I guess mom will be late with the dinner again today." He slipped the remark, nonchalantly, masking his ulterior motives. Yet he was completely sure Yu wouldn't overlook the proposition.

"Then I'll take a nap until she comes." The older male announced, rolling on his side and crashing Yosuke's predictions.

"He doesn't want to do it…?" Yosuke was certainly not in the mood to get busy, but he was hoping to obtain with that at least a little demonstration that it was him the only one Yu wanted and craved for. Now, he wasn't so sure.

"Fine." He leapt over the young body on the futon below and headed for the door, before getting overcome even more by his emotions. "I'll let you alone."

"Yosuke" A couple of inches before the door was completely closed, Yu's voice called his name and he delayed his exit. "You work tomorrow too?"

The brunette bit his lip and chocked an enraged growl rising up from the deep of his entrails. "Why? Will you meet her again?" He turned around and threw an irrepressible glower at his partner.

The greyish orbs widened and clouded, taken by surprise. The laying male sat properly on the soft duvet and looked straight into the raging eyes. "Does it bother you?" His tone was a little incredulous.

"Answer me." Yosuke ordered, ignoring the questioning reply, furious enough.

The short silence preceding his words made Yosuke's strain even worse. "Maybe I'll try to get in touch with Kou and Daisuke." His response seemed so hesitating and insecure that Yosuke knew the silver one was making it up in that moment.

"Then yes, I do have to work tomorrow." And his voice didn't waver at all when he told that lie.


Their """""dirty talk""""" is so cute xD I guess there is some innocence left in these two :P

I'm in the middle of exam season, so, if I make it through, I'll see you next week!

Thank you very much for reading and reviewing :')