They stayed like this for some time, basking in the lingering warmth. Yi was half lying on the other man, idly caressing whatever body part he could reach. In same laziness post-bliss, Yasuo had an arm snaking around Yi's waist to keep him close, as reflex.
It wasn't far ago but Yasuo enjoyed playing again in his head their intercourse. That was some good memories to fantasize later on. He blushed at some particular details. All the vocal reactions he pulled out of Yi, his expression full of pleasure, the desperation, the heat, everything. It was really something to be allowed to see him like this, surrending at last. Ah.
« Yi ? »
The called man lifted his gaze to meet Yasuo's, paying attention : « Yes ? »
« Hmm, I don't know how to ask this without being a creep. That was your first time… being fucked ? I think I remember you saying so. » he sounded awkward, knowing very well he never had his way with words.
« How rude. » Yi replied back with an outraged tone. « That's not some mere 'fucking' we did. I'd prefer to say that we made love. Or maybe that's not your opinion and I'm just a source of relief for you after all. » He didn't really thought the end of that sentence. He was pretty certain that Yasuo would never use him just for pleasure, his clear feelings showed the contrary.
« No no no wait that's not what I meant, I'm sorry. You're a lot more than some relief. » just a hint of panick.
« I know, don't worry. I apologize too, that wasn't really smart from me to say. » Yi was quick to solve what he caused as he rose a little to give a chaste kiss. He blamed himself a bit for Yasuo's short distress, for hurting him unintentionally.
« But let's go back to your question. Yes I lack experience on this topic. Till now, you're the only person I have shared with such private activities. Believe it or not but don't make fun of me, please. » Talking about this wasn't to Yi's liking, self-concious. « See, the village wasn't a place to meet new people. It's only once an adult that one could go to the other islands and hope to meet someone. In my case, the war happened before I could even try. And after it, I didn't want to abandon the village to desolation. »
The latter listened to him with increased sadness, feeling a bit ashamed for pointing this out. His gaze filled with sorrow met again Yi's, who tried his best to cheer him up : « But that's no longer important ! A few times ago, I had the chance to find myself the most perfect man in the world. He's so handsome and kind, a real cuddler. And so good in the sheets, all with passion and gentleness. I have never been so in love in my life. »
Yasuo saw that sparkling gaze never leaving him, feeling a deep red burning his face as the latter spoke. Words like honey, a smile so fond it could be heard in Yi's voice. The mood just went from grief to joyful embarrassment in a second. I got it so bad. This was one of the reasons Yasuo loved this man, from the bottom of his heart : how freely he spoke, direct, with no superficiality. He said what he thought and if the topic was their affection, his words could become as sweet as candy. Yasuo was smitten.
« I can't believe you managed once again to confess and make me want to cry. You adorable, terrible sunshine. » as he spoke Yasuo hid partially his face, a bit too flustered.
« I will continue till it get to your head. Oh wait, nevermind, I don't think I'll ever stop. » He sounded relieved to hear the latter back to his blushing self, though Yi sported a similar tint of red.
He took Yasuo's hands away to have access to his mouth, kissing him with fervor when he could. Another kiss in the multiples they already shared but this one was born from the happiness of acknowledging one more time their bond. It had a taste of safety.
They parted for breath but the feeling lingered.
Then Yasuo spoke up : « I'm glad and honoured to be your first. It was wonderful. And I'm not lying, this was fucking hot. »
As answer, Yi hugged him tight, with as much strenght he could without harming the latter, face burried in Yasuo's chest.
Damn, he's so cute.
They spent the day in the house, since it started raining in the morning and it didn't stop. Yi was tempted to go outside meditate despite the bad weather but he was sure the other man would have followed him anyway. And he wasn't really fond of the idea of letting Yasuo endure the rain with him.
So there was no other choice than staying home. Enjoying the soothing atmosphere, Yi sat by the door of the terrace to sharpen his blade. The sight on the village was peaceful. Yasuo was again lying down not far of his beloved, his book next to him after he got tired of reading. The noises of rain mixed with the steel's melody relaxed Yasuo, dozing quietly.
A whisper in the house : « Love ? »
The latter rolled on his side to face Yi, slightly touched by the pet name.
Sure that he had Yasuo's attention, he asked : « Let's experiment. Can you come here ? »
This picked his curiosity so he rose and chuffled closer. Yasuo rested his chin on the latter's shoulder, a tiny habit he had, while he embraced him.
« Remember the time you healed my hand ? I think this has something to do with your saliva. Sorry, it sounds as strange as it is but will you let me test this ? »
« Erm okay. If that helps you. How do you plan to do it ? »
Yi was a little embarrassed as he remained silent. He brought his thumb to the edge of the blade, the way he did sometime to see if it was sharp enough. The cut was neat, thin, just a drop of blood trailing down.
The latter understood. Ooooh okayyyy. Yasuo took his hand, taking a second to register what he was going to do and to put aside the small urge awoken by the sight of blood. Better make this right. Without hesitation, he licked the wound before going back to it diligently. It was enough but Yasuo decided not to stop yet. Putting on an openly suggestive display, he gazed at Yi without shame. Lapping, sucking, it sounded as obscene as it looked and he felt how Yi's fingers twitched in his mouth.
Satisfied with the heated gaze he received, Yasuo pulled off : « Enough ? »
