The instant was stopped as quick by Yasuo's sneeze.
« Time to get moving, before you catch a cold. » Yi announced while he got to his feet then offered a hand to help Yasuo.
« Thanks. » he followed immediately the latter on the way back home. « Shit, I'm really freezing… And you just going around half naked ? That's unfair ! »
Yi grinned as he waited Yasuo : « I'm used to the mountains climate. No doubt that it feels too harsh for someone of the main island. A good reason to hurry. »
« Hey, don't make fun of me ! I can't even imagine when it's winter, you people are freaks for living here. »
« So no outsiders could find us. But that's not really important now. »
To keep the other man warm – or at least try to – Yi took Yasuo at his side, sliding an arm around his waist. The latter accepted it without a word, leaning closer. Then he sighed.
« What's wrong ? You sound like a sulking child. »
« Nothing. » Yasuo's voice was a bit melancholic.
« And now you're acting one. Please tell me. »
« Really, it's not important. I'm just angry against myself. » just a hint of emotion behind these words.
« About last night ? Grumbling about it will change nothing, it's past. Focus instead on what we could be now that we made a new step. »
« I know I shouldn't give it too much regrets. But still, it was our first kiss. » there was a tad of sadness voiced here.
Yi stopped on their way and looked at the latter : « That's why you're upset ? About forgetting our first kiss ? »
« I know it silly but… I care a bout that stuff. »
« I'm not mocking you. I just didn't think you were the romantic type. It's cute. »
« Well, things are this way. Always liked this kind of stories, even though it's dumb. » Yasui sighed again, on the same tone.
« As I said, it already happened and we can do nothing about it. But I understand why you're angry. Maybe we could do something to put it right ? »
« Eh ? It's done, we can't redo this…. »
« But since you don't remember last night, the next kiss will be your first. »
It's logical… Yasuo understood the reasoning. Why not ?
The second after, he was suddenly picked up and he found himself in Yi's arms, bridal style. Holy fuck ! All happened very quickly, without warning so Yasuo felt a bit uncomfortable to loose his footing. But then he registered his position and fully appreciated the display of strenght, just for him.
Right now, they were to eye level as Yi admired the short-circuit he caused, the red tint coming back to Yasuo's cheek.
« What is that for ? » the latter managed, despite the non distance between them.
« You make a big deal of our first kiss so I guess you'd like one better than the result of intoxication. Is it romantic enough ? »
« Right now ? » Ahhhhhhhh.
« Right then and there. But only if it's to your liking. » Yi sounded to smooth and calm, at the opposite of Yasuo.
Yasuo tried to think fast, debating innerly but this time there wasn't much reasons to back away. It's O.K. He wants it, I want it. He knew that if he said only one word about not deserving love, Yi would give him an earful about it.
Fuck this.
He put his hands on either sides of Yi's head then went for this kiss in one beat. Eyes closed, Yasuo felt his heart pounding too fast as he melted a bit in the warm contact. Then he parted to catch his breath. For a few seconds they just had their eyes locked on each other, with the same genuine joy sparkling in it.
Then they came back for another kiss, torrid and opened up to deepen the kiss, arms lacing around Yi's shoulder and head to keep him the closest possible. The latter moaned at the not so unfamiliar feeling of sharp fangs into the embrace.
Slowly, Yi put the man back to his feet as they resumed the frantic making out.
They eventually stopped when a shiver shook Yasuo's whole frame, enough to get Yi's attention.
« Okay, let's really go home. » the tone was intended to be composed but in fact Yi was betrayed by his deep blush.
« Yes, yes. » equally troubled. We did it. We did it. We did it.
Once at home, Yasuo relaxed a bit. The kiss was still on his mind, not yet over it as he made sure to engrave it in his memories.
Yi went looking for things in their room then came back with towels. « Here, take one. You should take a shower, to keep you warm. I'll take one after you're done. » there was this gentleness in his voice.
« Or we shower together. If you want to ? » he wasn't sure yet about the new boundaries so he prefered to ask.
« Gladly. » a happy smile on his face.
Yasuo sighed of relief and went to the bathroom with the other man. As Yi took off his trousers and pants, the latter paused to fully watch it, not even trying to hide his starved gaze.
Of course, Yi noticed and it brought more pink to his face to be the center of the attention. Done, he gave a peck to Yasuo's mouth before stepping in the shower. He let the water ran a bit till it got warm enough. Yasuo took it as a hint to hurry up so he stripped the fastest he could before joining Yi.
First, both relaxed under the water, taking from time to time a kiss, chaste touches. Yi took care of Yasuo's hair, helping him with the shampoo. But soon enough it slipped after they started cleaning each other. Still behind Yasuo, the latter was busying himself with soaping him down but hands wandered a bit. As he stepped closer, Yi took his sweet time stroking, caressing firm muscle under his palm, dedicating to memory what his hands met.
« Tell me to stop…. » his voice turned out slightly husky, making Yasuo shiver despite the warmth.
« Please, more... » he would be a bit ashamed of how small he sounded but right now he didn't care. Yasuo didn't want this to stop.
So Yi complied gladly, hands resting on Yasuo's chest. Applying a bit of pressure, playing with his nipples till a small noise made its way out of Yasuo, who at last brought his arm to rest against the wall for support. Curious, Yi's hand went lower till he found what he was looking for. He took Yasuo's now hard cock in hand and gave a few long strokes, waiting for a reaction. Yi closed the distance between them so they were skin to skin. His erection brushed against Yasuo, making the latter even more aroused, to the point where he turned and pinned Yi to the wall while diving for an urgent kiss.
The shower was completely forgotten. Yasuo pulled away enough to speak up : « Yi. Let me apologize for last night. » he gave a last peck to Yi's lips before sinking to his knees.
Yi's eventual protest died on his tongue, mouth running dry at the sight under him. With no preamble, Yasuo got to work, sucking gently the tip. Looking up, he saw that gaze full of wonder and arousal directed to him and it only motivated him to do his best. A languorous lick on the underside of Yi's cock then he went down on him, quickly rewarded by a loud moan.
Burying a hand in long locks, Yi struggled a bit to keep his vocal reaction down, process made difficult by Yasuo's eagerness to please. Leaning back against the tiles, he let himself go little by little in this wet warmth.
Yasuo wasn't done yet, coaxing the latter into following the thrusts. Already he could taste Yi's end on his tongue and that spurred him to do more.
That won't do. He pulled off. « I want to hear you. don't keep such sweet noises for yourself. »
There was the telltale of tears glistening in Yi's eyes as he nodded shakily.
Yasuo ignored his own need, prefering to prioritize Yi's. He resumed his worship. Above him, moans were let out freely, the latter not trying anymore to restrain it.
« Yasuo… I will... » that was the signal Yasuo awaited. Under his touch, Yi was surrending to pleasure, bit by bit.
The latter relaxed his throat to take him fully. One time, Yi gave a broken moan. The second time, his cock hit the back of Yasuo's throat and it was enough to get him over the edge, back describing a large arch. Yasuo struggled as he tried to rein his breathing as the latter spilled his load. Idly he registered a muffled thud but right now he was enraptured by that intense climax he offered.
At the same time, Yi collapsed, sliding down the wall to his knees.
Looking at him, Yasuo saw him clutching the back of his head : « Hey, you alright ? » he was genuinely worried.
« 'M fine. » Yi laughed but it sounded like a cry. « I just hit my head against the wall. It doesn't even hurt anymore. »
« Wait really ? Fuck, I'm sorry. »
« Not your fault. Eh, take that as a compliment. You gave it to me so good I knocked myself out. »
« Stop this, you will make me blush. Seriously, will you be O.K ? »
« Yes, don't worry. » Yi stood up, taking a quick second to gain his balance then stopped the shower. He went to the sink and handed a glass of water to Yasuo. « Now, it's my turn to repay you the favor. What would you like ? »
Yasuo accepted the glass and downed it, glad to wash off the taste. « It depends. What are you comfortable with ? » there were a few ideas he got in mind indeed, coloring his ears and cheeks at the thought.
« For you ? Anything, as long as you're not asking me to harm you. Too much, I mean. » Yi gave a hand to Yasuo, so he stood up. A short kiss was offered. « Blow job ? Hand job ? Tell me. »
As he waited Yasuo's answer, Yi went back to give him some relief, hand loose around his cock.
Yasuo collected himself then tried : « Fingering ? If you're fine with this ? » He averted his gaze.
« No problem. Just wait a second, I'll fetch the lube. » then Yi was gone in an flash, just to come back as fast with the bottle.
The latter didn't dare to look up while Yi was slicking his hand, neither when he stepped into his space to get him to relax. « Yasuo. That's what you asked, no need to look away. Just tell me if you want to stop or something else. »
This time, Yasuo met his gaze and surely the shyness Yi found there was the reason he smiled fondly. Yi kissed him, slow and languid, a distraction as he gently circled his hole. The latter tensed slightly against him then let him do. When Yi at last pushed a finger in, Yasuo whimpered in the kiss. On this occasion, the latter put again his graps on Yasuo's erection to provide the needed friction.
Yasuo held tightly Yi in his arms, back to the wall as two fingers now stretched him in his most vulnerable place. With a short time to learn, Yi managed to find his prostate, brushing the spot repeatedly. Now out of breath, there was no obstacle for Yasuo's moans, falling right to Yi's ear.
Three fingers, that was all it took to reduce Yasuo to a mess, scissoring, pushing in and out with care and accuracy. Now he leaned on Yi, writhing in that dear promise of climax, so close.
Feeling Yasuo's orgasm creeping slowly but surely, Yi went to his neck, sucking a mark as he gave him the last hard strokes he needed.
Then he came, crying out his pleasure in the crook of Yi's neck, body tensing as the latter helped him through it. His semence painted white Yi's hand, some on both of them. While he came down his high, Yi started again the water to clean them up for good.
When it was done, they stayed in the steam of the bathroom, pressing lazy kisses to any expanse of skin they could reach.
So good.