The door was opened to let Yi come in. As soon as he did, Yasuo slammed it closed. No return. So here he faced the man, now that he could totaly see him. The first thing that struck Yi was the very disheveled state of the latter, hair down without care. Only in trousers, it seemed that Yasuo put them on in hurry just before answering at the door. Well, nothing surprising. Yi tried not to linger too much on what the man was doing before. Easy to guess…
A question quickly came to his mind. What are we waiting ? Both were just standing there, in the room, in silence. Yasuo hadn't moved since he closed the door, eyeing the other man without a word. Sure, he looked quite restless, uncomfortably hot. But not a single move to start. Yi felt the tension that would go awkward if it stayed. Innerly he had hopes that Yasuo would immediately push him against the door and fuck him, like a rut would urge him. Why doesn't he start ?
« Yasuo… ? Is there anything wrong ? »
The man jumped slightly when called but nothing really changed in his behavior, almost entranced by the sight : « Ah ? Nothing, nothing. »
Indeed, strange way he acted, very nervous but also obviously aroused, breaking a sweat. Maybe he doesn't know what he wants.
« Then come here. I'm here to help. »
Yasuo complied, stepping closer till he was in the latter's space. Though it was Yi who initiated the first touch, since the man didn't dare to. Arms around Yasuo's waist to coax him closer, also a hidden way to ask if it was fine. The eye contact continued, just as Yasuo leaned even closer.
« Can I kiss you ? » Shy tone, a whisper meant to be heard by only one person.
« Of course. Take what you want. » Yi answered with a similar tone, a bit touched by that question.
The same way then just before, the passion Yi expected in that kiss didn't come. Not in a negative sense but instead of a harsh, demanding exchange, it was a thing full of sweetness, slow passion. Once started it seemed that Yasuo wouldn't let go. At last. Yi still held him, hand on his shoulder, another around his waist. He fully felt the warmth radiating from the man, damp skin against fabric. He must be dying, with all that going on. In a way it reminded Yi of his own heats.
They made out for an eternity, or something close. Yi decided to move on, taking the man with him toward the bed thought not breaking the kisses. So Yasuo followed without any complain, chasing that mouth eagerly. When his legs met the end of the bed, Yi sat down on it to make sure they would get to the next step. Just as he did, Yasuo kneeled to prevent the loss of contact. Then he parted, gazing at the latter with a rare kind of lust.
Yi registered the position he brought them in, how the other man was basically on his knees between his spread legs, at eye level with Yi's crotch. When ? Pink came to color his cheeks. Even more when Yasuo came closer, rubbing his face to the fabric barely concealing Yi's hard cock. All this with heavy breathing, obviously turned on. Yasuo looked up, making the latter more than flustered. Obscene. Yi couldn't take his gaze away. He watched Yasuo bring a hand to the tent, firm touch meant to pleasure, enough to make him moan low in his throat.
Then he went to Yi's trousers with the intention to take them off.
Before doing so he asked : « Can I ? » Voice demanding, not as shy as before.
What could Yi answer to that ? « No need to ask. Do it. » He felt self-concious for the need showing in his voice.
So Yasuo yanked the clothing down, enough to get access to what he seeked. Erection aching for attention, Yi sighed at the chilly feeling upon his skin. The latter didn't wait any longer, taking the tip in his mouth then sucking. Nothing would stop that loud groan from Yi, not really ready for that.
« Y-Yasuo ! You're the one needing help here. You don't have to- » Faint distress in his voice, quickly cut off by his own cry out when Yasuo took him fully without problem. He even looked up an instant to meet Yi's eyes, a glint of mischief.
If that was what the latter wanted then Yi would let him do. Nothing would change his mind. He let himself fall back on the mattress, surrending to the eager mouth licking its way up his cock, wet attention given freely. Instead, Yi's hands went to clutch at the sheets, the bed itself, pleasure coursing in his body. I'm the one supposed to give him relief… But here he was, at the mercy of that sweet warmth, far too close to climax than he should. If that wasn't a shame. To his credit, the needy noises resonnating in the room were due to both men. Yasuo, very dedicated to his task, made all kind of muffled groans, short breath. Hearing the other man as gone as him in this act made Yi feel a little better. As long as he likes it. He had some difficulties at keeping down his urges from bucking but Yasuo made it a real challenge, taking him down his throat.
An particularly loud moan came out of Yi, last warning before the end. So of course Yasuo would do it again, having felt the wonderful reaction. He repeated that move and Yi was done. Load spilled down that tight throat, the latter teared the sheets a little, going suddenly stiff. The noise Yi let out could only be described as debauched, drawn-out moan that died on his tongue on the end. He's too good at this. Innerly Yi felt a bit shameful for being the first to come, while he was supposed to help.
Yasuo crawled up to him, bedroom eyes running over the man he pleased with just his mouth and a lot of dedication. That same mouth that caught Yi into a kiss, sharing the taste for another sin. He didn't mind in the slightest, more than enraptured by the alpha. Shakily Yi slipped a hand in the latter's trousers, to bring some relief. What a mess he found, wet release betraying the pleasure Yasuo had taken in that act. He came ? Though he was still very hard, there was no doubt about it. Yi's gasp broke the kiss, more than turned on by that single thought. For a fleeting instant they stared at each other, in a very short distance.
All that raw need Yi could read in that gaze, it would get him ready to go once more. Maybe not right away. And we didn't even got to the real thing yet.
This time it was Yasuo who prompted them to move completely on the bed, so they had enough space. Very restless, his condition didn't seem to have changed after that, maybe more pleased but not satisfied. He pawed at Yi, trying to get him out of his remanant clothing. So the latter took the hint and stripped down.
« You too. » He gestured to Yasuo, not aware that he was indeed still in his trousers.
When both were fully naked, Yasuo went back to his craving for touch, body pressed to Yi's. The warmth was intoxicating, almost too much for Yi, even if he wasn't the one in rut. Still that same shyness, touch careful upon his skin. Too careful. Yi took the matter at hand and positioned himself for the man. On all four, right above him, Yasuo looked a little lost. Come on. Not that Yi was impatient to get fucked through the mattress, not at all.
Head tilted to one side, Yi asked the man : « What are you waiting for ? »
Yasuo bit his lip, looking serious. Then he answered : « Can I fuck you ? »
« That's why I'm here ! Use me, take me, however you want. » Yi didn't want to let out his need but it was too late. Don't make me beg for it. Please.
The latter shakily nodded though seeming shocked, at least a little, by the words. « Okay okay... »
To Yi's chagrin, the latter still went lower to prepare him, even though he felt more than ready for this. A single finger probbed at his entrance then went in. After all the blow job and steamy thoughts, he was already wet, enough to accomodate Yasuo. Still, he prefered to prevent anything. Two fingers worked Yi, his own slick making it more than easy to take. And already he got hard, cock twitching from the intimate stimulation. Prostate brushed and Yi desperately hoped the latter would fuck him before he came a second time.
« I need… » Maybe that helpless tone would get Yasuo moving.