Later that night found Yuusuke lying quietly in his bed. He hadn't bothered to change back into his normal clothes, instead he was just lying in his bed, staring up at the ceiling, his eyes halfway closed. In his mind he could still see that face, and his lips still tingled from that kiss.
It was only a few hours after the kiss, and still all he could do was lay there and stare off into space. He wasn't sure why he was becoming so obssessed over a simple action, but he was. Closing his eyes he kept replaying the memory in his mind. The blond who'd stood before him, who was obviously the same blond he'd seen lying with the youko that first night. Though, that night he'd thought the blond innocent, this night he was convinsed the blond was a devious little devil. He certainly wasn't innocent, no innocent creature would have a glint like he'd had in his eyes during that kiss, a look that seemed to say he knew Yuusuke would want more. Something along the lines of him being cocky and knowning that his kisses were that good. The nerve.
Yuusuke frowned deeply and rubbed his eyes in an attempt to rid himself of the vision. It worked for a moment, then another vision filled his mind's, and this one froze him. This time he felt the kiss on his lips again, but in his mind he didn't see Mr. Winner. Instead, he saw the youko, leaning over him and their lips meeting as he stared into those golden eyes-
Yuusuke gave a small cry and sat up, gasping softly for breath in the dark room. That had seemed too real, and yet, the feel of the blond's kiss and the image of the youko leaning over him hadn't been entirely a bad thing. Hell, it was a very good thing. And for the umpteenth time since his dreams with the youko started Yuusuke thanked the gods that Haku wasn't in the room.
A couple deep breaths later and Yuusuke was able to calm down enough to lay down again and renew his weak attempt at sleep.
"Problems?"
Yuusuke's eyes snapped back open and he froze, not able to move. He reconized that voice. Slowly his eyes moved and he glanced toward the doorway to the room. He still couldn't turn his head, but even in the corner of his eye he could make out the shape of silver standing there. Yuusuke drew in a sharp breath and sat up so fast he ended up coughing. Leaning over and holding his stomiach he followed the coughing fit, partly greatful it kicked him out of his shocked state and partly wanting to sink into the bed with embarassment. When the fit was over he was surprised to find the youko was no longer at the door, but was now standing in front of him, his arms crossed and a small frown on his face.
Yuusuke gazed up at the creature and just found himself staring. He couldn't help it. Everything about this creature standing before him was breath taking. Everything about him, beyond anything words could describe. Either that, or Yuusuke had found himself extra horny from the dreams he'd had of late with the youko as the main character. He swallowed and just stared, not sure what else to do.
"His kiss got you good."
"Kiss?"
The youko smirked a bit. "Yes, his kiss. If his kiss does something like this to you, laying next to him will probably give you a heart attack."
Yuusuke swallowed and tried to form the words in his mouth. He knew the youko was refering to the blond, but that's not who Yuusuke was reacting too. Yuusuke blushed brightly and looked down, just giving up on trying to create words. All he could do was wonder how the hell this creature had managed to turn him into a pile of goo.
"Or is it not Quatre?" The youko moved in front of him and Yuusuke could tell he was getting closer. Then, suddenly, he felt fingers brushing against his face, one slipping over his lips. Yuusuke couldn't help it, he moaned softly before he could even think about his reaction. At that sound the youko pulled back and resumed just standing and looking at him.
"You've never done this before, have you? Slept with someone for money?" His voice had changed. Yuusuke noticed it right away. Where as before his voice had been light and teasing, now it was lower and more serious. And something about that allowed him to relax a bit.
Very slowly, Yuusuke shook his head.
The youko let out an exasperated sigh. "Damnit Taski, how many times have I told that idiot..." he trailed off, turning to leave the room, or just moving in frustration.
"No. I said I would." Yuusuke looked up, finding his courage returning. "Taski didn't do it."
The youko turned back to Yuusuke. "Do you have any idea what you agreed to get into?"
Yuusuke frowned and stood up. "I'm old enough to take care of myself. I make my own decisions."
Those golden eyes regarded him for a second, then the youko turned completely and approached Yuusuke, until he's just a breath away from him, and then closer, causing Yuusuke to stumble back to the bed. Without a pause, the youko crawled over him, his eyes locked with Yuusuke's the whole time. And before Yuusuke could even protest - in spite of the fact that he was too shocked to - he felt those lips touch his in a kiss.
This kiss wasn't like the one from the blond. This kiss had it's own unique taste, something that Yuusuke was nearly positive couldn't have come from a normal human. One touch, one taste, and he was lost. The kiss itself seemed to swallow him whole and in a second he found himself grabbing onto the youko's shoulders for support, feeling like he was falling in midair, in spite of the fact that he was lying down.
The kiss ended quickly, leaving Yuusuke on the bed, his eyes heavy lidded as he attempted to recover from his sudden loss of breath. After a few moments of panting in recovery he opened his eyes and glanced over, finding the youko sitting next to him with an indescribable expression.
"If that's one kiss... do you really want to give something like that up to a stranger?"
"I made my choice." Yuusuke managed to studder out. His voice shook, from the kiss, but also from the serious and almost sad look on the youko's face. He didn't have to ask, it was easy enough to tell that this one didn't get a choice the first time.
"Fine. Make your choice. But give that away to someone who deserves it. Don't waste it on this." Wth those words the youko stood up and hopped off the bed, heading out of the room. "Find someone who deserves it, not like those creeps."
Yuusuke slowly sat up, watching the youko head for the door to leave the room. Summoning up what courage he had left he said one word, forcing it out with all his will, because he knew if he didn't do it now, he'd never get the nerve to say it again. This was his only chance, and he wasn't about to let it walk out of the room.
"You."
The youko stopped, a step before the door. For a moment he just stood there, Yuusuke's one wood echoing in the air around them, seeming to make it thick with tension. Time seemed to stretch out into eternity and Yuusuke cringed on the bed, his head tilting down so he didn't have to look up at rejection. He just wanted to shrink away into nothing. He shouldn't have said it, that wasn't the type of thing someone said outloud. And now he'd just royally screwed himself over-
A hand on his cheek stopped him, and Yuusuke nearly choked on his sharp breath. He froze and didn't move save for the small tremble in his hands.
"Why me?"
"Because... I can't get my mind off you." Yuusuke murmured softly. "That... and... out of everyone here, you're the only one... I want to do anything with. So... my choice," he finished lamely, his voice was small and sounded weak, like a whisper could have knocked it away.
"Your choice," the youko murmured back and Yuusuke felt that hand on his cheek pull him closer, and then those lips met his own for a split second. "I didn't get mine... but I can give you yours."
Yuusuke made no protest as those lips met his and he let himself fall into being kissed again. Gentle hands pressed him down against the bed and Yuusuke relented without a sound, just following the youko's lead as he let himself sink deeper and deeper.
The kiss was sweet, almost along the lines of some exotic candy, causing his lips to tingle and filling his entire mouth with the lovely taste. He moaned from pleasure as he felt the youko move closer to him, resting against his body. The sensation of skin touching fabric and feeling the weight just behind that only added to the taste, seeming to evelope Yuusuke. He moved his body to accomidate, wrapping his arms around the youko and spreading his legs a bit so he could be more comfortable. A second later he broke the kiss to come up for air, his cheeks blushing.
The youko looked at him, a mischevious glint in his eyes. Something about that look made Yuusuke shiver and he found himself just watching with slightly wide eyes as those hands began to slowly peel away his clothing. Breathing quickened as the top was lost and Yuusuke trembled a bit more as the youko pulled at his pants, slidding them away and abandoning them on the floor. As soon as Yuusuke was naked his face turned beat red and he moved to turn away and curl up to cover himself.
He didn't know what he'd been thinking. Sex? Here? Now? Was he nuts? He didn't even know a thing about this person, how could he possibly even consider this. In the end he just couldn't fathom it, and all he wanted to do was roll away and cover himself in the thick quilt, burying himself from the world. He couldn't do this. He just couldn't go through with-
A soft hand brushed against his cheek and Yuusuke felt that long white curtain of hair brush against his bare back. Drawing in a sharp breath he couldn't bring himself to meet those eyes.
"Shh, relax. I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise. You can trust me."
The voice had changed. Something about the youko's voice was different, almost comforting in it's soft tone. There wasn't an underflowing current of being mysterious, or slightly dangerous, just the soft tone of a person. Yuusuke took a deep breath and relaxed, letting his eyes drift shut as he felt those lips touch his again, though this time only for a brief second.
The lips soon left his and Yuusuke spread out over the bed again at the urgings of soft and careful hands. Fingers carressed his body, rising gooseflesh as he shivered and soft sounds of pleasure escaped his lips. Those fingers, travelling all over his body, making him react. For a long moment that was all the youko did, was touch Yuusuke, and yet that was enough to make Yuusuke begin to whimper softly, his body moving into the touches and asking for more. A moment later the youko moved closer to him and Yuusuke let out a low moan as his flesh met with the youko's, who was now also naked and still just as beautiful.
Yuusuke let his eyes close as he just enjoyed all the sensations, the beautiful sensations. Fingers exploring every inch of him, while their bodies moved together. Ocassional kisses found his lips and he happily returned them, responding with his own untrained ones but he didn't seem to care any more. All he cared about was the ache growing in his body, causing him to hold the youko closer. He'd never felt anything like this before and he didn't know what to do, other then hold the youko closer and make soft sounds of pleasure, hoping he knew what to do.
Then Yuusuke felt a hand slide between his legs, fingers brushing against his enterance. Panic flew up in his mind and he stiffened, inching away from the touch and holding his breath. No. No he couldn't, he couldn't. He just coul-
"Trust me." But there was that soft voice again, whispering lightly in his ear. The tone of that voice seemed to wrap around him, calming him down, and Yuusuke took a slow breath to relax. Or at least, relax as much as he could in his current state. After a moment he nodded, unable to find any speakable words at the moment.
The finger slid inside and Yuusuke cried out, his body claiming that the new sensation hurt, that it was wrong. It wasn't supposed to feel like this, it wasn't right. It wasn't supposed to feel... this good. As the finger began to move inside him, slowly getting him used to the feeling, Yuusuke found himself moaning loudly and soon he was moving back into the finger, his body trembling. He couldn't describe the feelings, all he knew was that he wanted more.
Needed more.
Yuusuke opened him mouth to communicate that need, but the only thing that came out was a soft cry and his voice cracked as another finger was added. His hands slid down and clutched at the sheets, twisting them between his fingers as he moved back against the fingers almost feverishly. Gods he needed more. He couldn't understand what was happening to him, and didn't care to understand at the moment. He just knew he needed more.
"Please," he managed to whisper out. His voice no longer sounded like his own. He'd never heard that tone from himself and were he to have heard it any other time he would never have reconized it.
The fingers slid away and Yuusuke whinned, already missing their feeling. He opened his eyes to try and find out why he'd pulled back, but lips met his own and he forgot about that thought. His eyes slid back shut and he responded to the kiss with a low moan, kissing back almost as if his life depended on it. And as he kissed he felt something else press against his enterance. Yuusuke nearly screamed out into the kiss, his hands coming up and grabbing hold of the youko harshly, enough to leave bruises in his arms where he held on.
Yuusuke broke the kiss and cried out in pleasure, his entire world and body shaking with sensation. The rest of time became a blur and all he could do was move and cry out until his voice disappeared as well. Wave after wave of pleasure hit him and it all seemed to gather inside, having no where else to go. Vaguely, somewhere in the distance, he could hear the youko crynig out with him, but nothing else. Nothing but the pleasures and sensations building.
And then everything around him seemed to explode.
He collapsed back onto the bed, falling back against the thick and soft pillows. Yuusuke felt himself sink into the bed as it all washed over him, and all he could do was pant for breath. He felt damp. Damp with sweat and... something else.
Yuusuke's cheeks flared red and he turned away as soon as he realized what that other feeling was, still panting softly for breath.
"You're cute when you blush."
Yuusuke slowly opened his eyes to find the youko lying next to him, a soft smile on his face as he brushed his fingers lightly through Yuusuke's hair. He was sweating a bit as well and the laziness of the smile told Yuusuke that he hadn't been the only one who'd enjoyed that.
"You're... laughing at me," Yuusuke murmured quietly. His voice was harsh, raspy. How much had he been screaming? How many people... had heard?
"I have no reason to laugh." The youko leaned closer and gave Yuusuke a soft kiss. "I enjoyed that as well."
Yuusuke found himself smiling softly at that and he rolled onto his side, one arm wrapping around the youko's waist. He honestly didn't know why he'd done that, he just knew it felt right to hold him close after that, in a completely non-sexual way.
"Yuusuke..."
Yuusuke just smiled and closed his eyes, curling a bit closer. "Can you... sleep here tonight?"
"I..." he stopped, sounding unsure, as if he wasn't used to someone reacting like this. Or maybe he just hadn't expected it from Yuusuke. After a moment's hesitation the youko wrapped his arms around Yuusuke, holding him close. "I'll stay."
Yuusuke just smiled a bit more and made himself comfortable in those arms. Then he let himself slowly drift off to sleep.
It was only a few hours after the kiss, and still all he could do was lay there and stare off into space. He wasn't sure why he was becoming so obssessed over a simple action, but he was. Closing his eyes he kept replaying the memory in his mind. The blond who'd stood before him, who was obviously the same blond he'd seen lying with the youko that first night. Though, that night he'd thought the blond innocent, this night he was convinsed the blond was a devious little devil. He certainly wasn't innocent, no innocent creature would have a glint like he'd had in his eyes during that kiss, a look that seemed to say he knew Yuusuke would want more. Something along the lines of him being cocky and knowning that his kisses were that good. The nerve.
Yuusuke frowned deeply and rubbed his eyes in an attempt to rid himself of the vision. It worked for a moment, then another vision filled his mind's, and this one froze him. This time he felt the kiss on his lips again, but in his mind he didn't see Mr. Winner. Instead, he saw the youko, leaning over him and their lips meeting as he stared into those golden eyes-
Yuusuke gave a small cry and sat up, gasping softly for breath in the dark room. That had seemed too real, and yet, the feel of the blond's kiss and the image of the youko leaning over him hadn't been entirely a bad thing. Hell, it was a very good thing. And for the umpteenth time since his dreams with the youko started Yuusuke thanked the gods that Haku wasn't in the room.
A couple deep breaths later and Yuusuke was able to calm down enough to lay down again and renew his weak attempt at sleep.
"Problems?"
Yuusuke's eyes snapped back open and he froze, not able to move. He reconized that voice. Slowly his eyes moved and he glanced toward the doorway to the room. He still couldn't turn his head, but even in the corner of his eye he could make out the shape of silver standing there. Yuusuke drew in a sharp breath and sat up so fast he ended up coughing. Leaning over and holding his stomiach he followed the coughing fit, partly greatful it kicked him out of his shocked state and partly wanting to sink into the bed with embarassment. When the fit was over he was surprised to find the youko was no longer at the door, but was now standing in front of him, his arms crossed and a small frown on his face.
Yuusuke gazed up at the creature and just found himself staring. He couldn't help it. Everything about this creature standing before him was breath taking. Everything about him, beyond anything words could describe. Either that, or Yuusuke had found himself extra horny from the dreams he'd had of late with the youko as the main character. He swallowed and just stared, not sure what else to do.
"His kiss got you good."
"Kiss?"
The youko smirked a bit. "Yes, his kiss. If his kiss does something like this to you, laying next to him will probably give you a heart attack."
Yuusuke swallowed and tried to form the words in his mouth. He knew the youko was refering to the blond, but that's not who Yuusuke was reacting too. Yuusuke blushed brightly and looked down, just giving up on trying to create words. All he could do was wonder how the hell this creature had managed to turn him into a pile of goo.
"Or is it not Quatre?" The youko moved in front of him and Yuusuke could tell he was getting closer. Then, suddenly, he felt fingers brushing against his face, one slipping over his lips. Yuusuke couldn't help it, he moaned softly before he could even think about his reaction. At that sound the youko pulled back and resumed just standing and looking at him.
"You've never done this before, have you? Slept with someone for money?" His voice had changed. Yuusuke noticed it right away. Where as before his voice had been light and teasing, now it was lower and more serious. And something about that allowed him to relax a bit.
Very slowly, Yuusuke shook his head.
The youko let out an exasperated sigh. "Damnit Taski, how many times have I told that idiot..." he trailed off, turning to leave the room, or just moving in frustration.
"No. I said I would." Yuusuke looked up, finding his courage returning. "Taski didn't do it."
The youko turned back to Yuusuke. "Do you have any idea what you agreed to get into?"
Yuusuke frowned and stood up. "I'm old enough to take care of myself. I make my own decisions."
Those golden eyes regarded him for a second, then the youko turned completely and approached Yuusuke, until he's just a breath away from him, and then closer, causing Yuusuke to stumble back to the bed. Without a pause, the youko crawled over him, his eyes locked with Yuusuke's the whole time. And before Yuusuke could even protest - in spite of the fact that he was too shocked to - he felt those lips touch his in a kiss.
This kiss wasn't like the one from the blond. This kiss had it's own unique taste, something that Yuusuke was nearly positive couldn't have come from a normal human. One touch, one taste, and he was lost. The kiss itself seemed to swallow him whole and in a second he found himself grabbing onto the youko's shoulders for support, feeling like he was falling in midair, in spite of the fact that he was lying down.
The kiss ended quickly, leaving Yuusuke on the bed, his eyes heavy lidded as he attempted to recover from his sudden loss of breath. After a few moments of panting in recovery he opened his eyes and glanced over, finding the youko sitting next to him with an indescribable expression.
"If that's one kiss... do you really want to give something like that up to a stranger?"
"I made my choice." Yuusuke managed to studder out. His voice shook, from the kiss, but also from the serious and almost sad look on the youko's face. He didn't have to ask, it was easy enough to tell that this one didn't get a choice the first time.
"Fine. Make your choice. But give that away to someone who deserves it. Don't waste it on this." Wth those words the youko stood up and hopped off the bed, heading out of the room. "Find someone who deserves it, not like those creeps."
Yuusuke slowly sat up, watching the youko head for the door to leave the room. Summoning up what courage he had left he said one word, forcing it out with all his will, because he knew if he didn't do it now, he'd never get the nerve to say it again. This was his only chance, and he wasn't about to let it walk out of the room.
"You."
The youko stopped, a step before the door. For a moment he just stood there, Yuusuke's one wood echoing in the air around them, seeming to make it thick with tension. Time seemed to stretch out into eternity and Yuusuke cringed on the bed, his head tilting down so he didn't have to look up at rejection. He just wanted to shrink away into nothing. He shouldn't have said it, that wasn't the type of thing someone said outloud. And now he'd just royally screwed himself over-
A hand on his cheek stopped him, and Yuusuke nearly choked on his sharp breath. He froze and didn't move save for the small tremble in his hands.
"Why me?"
"Because... I can't get my mind off you." Yuusuke murmured softly. "That... and... out of everyone here, you're the only one... I want to do anything with. So... my choice," he finished lamely, his voice was small and sounded weak, like a whisper could have knocked it away.
"Your choice," the youko murmured back and Yuusuke felt that hand on his cheek pull him closer, and then those lips met his own for a split second. "I didn't get mine... but I can give you yours."
Yuusuke made no protest as those lips met his and he let himself fall into being kissed again. Gentle hands pressed him down against the bed and Yuusuke relented without a sound, just following the youko's lead as he let himself sink deeper and deeper.
The kiss was sweet, almost along the lines of some exotic candy, causing his lips to tingle and filling his entire mouth with the lovely taste. He moaned from pleasure as he felt the youko move closer to him, resting against his body. The sensation of skin touching fabric and feeling the weight just behind that only added to the taste, seeming to evelope Yuusuke. He moved his body to accomidate, wrapping his arms around the youko and spreading his legs a bit so he could be more comfortable. A second later he broke the kiss to come up for air, his cheeks blushing.
The youko looked at him, a mischevious glint in his eyes. Something about that look made Yuusuke shiver and he found himself just watching with slightly wide eyes as those hands began to slowly peel away his clothing. Breathing quickened as the top was lost and Yuusuke trembled a bit more as the youko pulled at his pants, slidding them away and abandoning them on the floor. As soon as Yuusuke was naked his face turned beat red and he moved to turn away and curl up to cover himself.
He didn't know what he'd been thinking. Sex? Here? Now? Was he nuts? He didn't even know a thing about this person, how could he possibly even consider this. In the end he just couldn't fathom it, and all he wanted to do was roll away and cover himself in the thick quilt, burying himself from the world. He couldn't do this. He just couldn't go through with-
A soft hand brushed against his cheek and Yuusuke felt that long white curtain of hair brush against his bare back. Drawing in a sharp breath he couldn't bring himself to meet those eyes.
"Shh, relax. I won't do anything to hurt you, I promise. You can trust me."
The voice had changed. Something about the youko's voice was different, almost comforting in it's soft tone. There wasn't an underflowing current of being mysterious, or slightly dangerous, just the soft tone of a person. Yuusuke took a deep breath and relaxed, letting his eyes drift shut as he felt those lips touch his again, though this time only for a brief second.
The lips soon left his and Yuusuke spread out over the bed again at the urgings of soft and careful hands. Fingers carressed his body, rising gooseflesh as he shivered and soft sounds of pleasure escaped his lips. Those fingers, travelling all over his body, making him react. For a long moment that was all the youko did, was touch Yuusuke, and yet that was enough to make Yuusuke begin to whimper softly, his body moving into the touches and asking for more. A moment later the youko moved closer to him and Yuusuke let out a low moan as his flesh met with the youko's, who was now also naked and still just as beautiful.
Yuusuke let his eyes close as he just enjoyed all the sensations, the beautiful sensations. Fingers exploring every inch of him, while their bodies moved together. Ocassional kisses found his lips and he happily returned them, responding with his own untrained ones but he didn't seem to care any more. All he cared about was the ache growing in his body, causing him to hold the youko closer. He'd never felt anything like this before and he didn't know what to do, other then hold the youko closer and make soft sounds of pleasure, hoping he knew what to do.
Then Yuusuke felt a hand slide between his legs, fingers brushing against his enterance. Panic flew up in his mind and he stiffened, inching away from the touch and holding his breath. No. No he couldn't, he couldn't. He just coul-
"Trust me." But there was that soft voice again, whispering lightly in his ear. The tone of that voice seemed to wrap around him, calming him down, and Yuusuke took a slow breath to relax. Or at least, relax as much as he could in his current state. After a moment he nodded, unable to find any speakable words at the moment.
The finger slid inside and Yuusuke cried out, his body claiming that the new sensation hurt, that it was wrong. It wasn't supposed to feel like this, it wasn't right. It wasn't supposed to feel... this good. As the finger began to move inside him, slowly getting him used to the feeling, Yuusuke found himself moaning loudly and soon he was moving back into the finger, his body trembling. He couldn't describe the feelings, all he knew was that he wanted more.
Needed more.
Yuusuke opened him mouth to communicate that need, but the only thing that came out was a soft cry and his voice cracked as another finger was added. His hands slid down and clutched at the sheets, twisting them between his fingers as he moved back against the fingers almost feverishly. Gods he needed more. He couldn't understand what was happening to him, and didn't care to understand at the moment. He just knew he needed more.
"Please," he managed to whisper out. His voice no longer sounded like his own. He'd never heard that tone from himself and were he to have heard it any other time he would never have reconized it.
The fingers slid away and Yuusuke whinned, already missing their feeling. He opened his eyes to try and find out why he'd pulled back, but lips met his own and he forgot about that thought. His eyes slid back shut and he responded to the kiss with a low moan, kissing back almost as if his life depended on it. And as he kissed he felt something else press against his enterance. Yuusuke nearly screamed out into the kiss, his hands coming up and grabbing hold of the youko harshly, enough to leave bruises in his arms where he held on.
Yuusuke broke the kiss and cried out in pleasure, his entire world and body shaking with sensation. The rest of time became a blur and all he could do was move and cry out until his voice disappeared as well. Wave after wave of pleasure hit him and it all seemed to gather inside, having no where else to go. Vaguely, somewhere in the distance, he could hear the youko crynig out with him, but nothing else. Nothing but the pleasures and sensations building.
And then everything around him seemed to explode.
He collapsed back onto the bed, falling back against the thick and soft pillows. Yuusuke felt himself sink into the bed as it all washed over him, and all he could do was pant for breath. He felt damp. Damp with sweat and... something else.
Yuusuke's cheeks flared red and he turned away as soon as he realized what that other feeling was, still panting softly for breath.
"You're cute when you blush."
Yuusuke slowly opened his eyes to find the youko lying next to him, a soft smile on his face as he brushed his fingers lightly through Yuusuke's hair. He was sweating a bit as well and the laziness of the smile told Yuusuke that he hadn't been the only one who'd enjoyed that.
"You're... laughing at me," Yuusuke murmured quietly. His voice was harsh, raspy. How much had he been screaming? How many people... had heard?
"I have no reason to laugh." The youko leaned closer and gave Yuusuke a soft kiss. "I enjoyed that as well."
Yuusuke found himself smiling softly at that and he rolled onto his side, one arm wrapping around the youko's waist. He honestly didn't know why he'd done that, he just knew it felt right to hold him close after that, in a completely non-sexual way.
"Yuusuke..."
Yuusuke just smiled and closed his eyes, curling a bit closer. "Can you... sleep here tonight?"
"I..." he stopped, sounding unsure, as if he wasn't used to someone reacting like this. Or maybe he just hadn't expected it from Yuusuke. After a moment's hesitation the youko wrapped his arms around Yuusuke, holding him close. "I'll stay."
Yuusuke just smiled a bit more and made himself comfortable in those arms. Then he let himself slowly drift off to sleep.