Now there was an opportunity for them. To lie together, take as much pleasure in the act. Yi couldn't wait for this. At last he had a way for them to enjoy themselves while not guilting Yasuo. And to discover more knowledge. Really, this was a good day.
Should I find him ?
Good question indeed. He had a solution but was it so wise to immediately join Yasuo ? No idea. And he genuinely feared this would bother him at first, to deal with a very curious yet new to the concept entity. Maybe he could take a little time just to test this, see how it could work, alone. It would hurt no one anyway.
So Yi stayed there, nowhere. Impossible to find except for his peer but they wouldn't look specially after him if there was no problem around. Though he hoped they would let him at peace for once.
Modify myself. It shouldn't be too difficult. The trick was to visualize exactly what he wanted to change. There, imitate a nervous system, to find the same sensations mortals had. Not long to do. It was more difficult to actually feel the difference, since no change outside. Careful gaze over himself, arm uncovered to have direct access to skin.
From the start he already had touch or everything would be a little more difficult. Touch was fun, enjoyable and didn't threaten his integrity. But a nervous system implied pain, as much as pleasure. This was what he seeked but he had to stay aware of the other side of the coin.
Pain wasn't something easy to forget but if he could prevent it, he would. Slow then. His hand trailed over his uncovered arm, registering any sensation or else. But there was nothing to find in it. Merely the same appeasing feeling of skin under his fingertip and even that wasn't so incredible, used to his own skin. Yasuo's instead, that was really nice to feel. Maybe all depended on the warmth under and life itself, present in each cell.
What am I doing wrong ? This was difficult for him, inexperienced on this topic despite all he saw already. But Yi still had no idea how it was supposed to feel. wasn't pleasure supposed to be felt even in small amounts ? From minor stimulations ? Possibly it depended on the area touched. Oh, yes. While he thought about it, he remembered earlier that same day. When Yasuo went to seek relief by himself. As much as he was a bit sad for not being here to help, Yi could also learn a little. Curious, he tried to repeat the same thing.
Clothing vanished in a second, shape changed for this experimentation. Really, this was a whole new thing to do. Even if he saw things of the sort already done, it wasn't the same point of view. Again, he trailed his hand lower over himself, till he could grab his shaft. The thing he hadn't expected, to remain soft since there was no real arousal. There he started to question all this. What am I doing ? Maybe I should stop. If he couldn't even find the exact thing he was searching, then what was the point ?
Yi didn't question the solution given by his peer but feared by himself he wouldn't succeed to experience it. Help would be required. So his thoughts drifted back to Yasuo, as he still made an attempt at touching himself. It had been some time since he could hold him and that was tiring. Would give anything just to embrace his man, keep him close, sate this urge.
Cautious touch, not to hurt himself, lingering over skin. This was supposed to feel good ? He couldn't understand, a bit ashamed to not even be able to find this. So he stroked himself, the way the latter did when alone. Ah. There was something. Really light but like nothing he ever found. At first he made him think of a tingling sensation. That's it ? Going a little faster, he seeked confirmation for this. And it came back, often, stronger. Peculiar, really. For now, difficult for him to say if it was bad or good. Maybe more like good. He couldn't stop.
A small noise escaped him and it marked the instant he realized. How addicting it was, to chase this. To find, to earn and seek. He wanted. And this was a sort of miracle, he needed something physical. Just as with Yasuo. He craved and it seemed in reach. Him. No idea why but the need to be around the latter seemed to overlap with this new craving. What ? Little by little his body reacted by itself, moving into his grasp. Soon his control would slip. But it felt good, why stop ? Dangerous… If he was to continue, what would happen ?
Fear took over, stopping everything. Just this, registering how he even came to shake lightly. Surrender to panick too. Because too much happened at once. Returned to his usual shape, cloak and else but even covered he felt that tremor within his being. The craving. Void, ready to devour him. The unknown wasn't always so scary but right now he prefered not to give into this. Who knew ?
They said to take my time. So for now it was better to calm this down. Even as he sort of stopped any pain – and pleasure – it still resonated. And the yearning felt like increased, a starved beast waiting for more. He knew, given a certain amount of time he always needed to come back and embrace Yasuo. But now it took a new meaning. Not just…contact. Pictures burned in his memory, time spent together. Each single thing seemed to take a new angle, way of perceiving it. I need him ? In several ways.
Is this how it's supposed to feel ? He couldn't get this out of his mind. It was good, every sense screamed it. But was he right ? For now he feared to go all the way and possibly fall in whatever waited for him there. What if he was wrong ? And now his body was convinced it needed something, needed more. I should see Yasuo. He would explain everything, give sense to all this mess. Yi clung to this, he wished it could be done, that it was indeed what pleasure was supposed to be. So they could share it.
Innerly, it stung a little to bother the latter with this but they were together no ? So he could help him with something he couldn't understand. Please…
Was that supposed to feel like this ?
There was an effort at composing himself but it was a bit too much to bear the second he appeared in the Morning Star. Directly in Yasuo's room, where the man was quietly tidying. Indeed this bedroom needed some order.
It wasn't painful, it wasn't unbearable. Yet Yi couldn't ignore this remaining sensation coursing his body even after he stopped all of it. The literal definition of the aftershock.
For now Yasuo hadn't noticed yet his presence but this would be solved soon. Quick steps in his direction, where he crouched, busy. The pull was strong, to reach and press him closer. Yet Yi wasn't even sure anymore if this was about affection or more.
Anyway, the muffled noise caught Yasuo's attention, turning to face him just before he kneeled too and kissed him. There, both of them on the floor, distance closed in a blink. Barely the time to register the kiss, for the latter. But he responded fast and hard, the kind of hunger after a long day. Arms laced around him, urging him closer and Yi couldn't have been happier to be there. This was going exactly as he craved for.
Actually the kiss was broken when Yasuo needed to breathe, lightly pushing him to indicate it. No hard feelings, Yi understood. But he kept the embrace, coaxing the latter against him. Good. Almost… It wasn't enough and it hurt to realize. That same sensation echoed in him, a reminder and he thought he would go mad over this. At least the embrace calmed slightly the need.
« Yasuo… I require your help. Please… » Forehead to forehead, gaze straight at him, he hoped it was enough to get his attention.
« Fuck…What's wrong ? »
The man sounded like he felt this emergency yet he had no idea what exactly. Oh this was going to be so difficult just to explain. How to phrase such a thing ? Also, Yasuo always winced when he used a vocabulary too direct. What can I say ? He had too, fast. By the second, the yearning became stronger.
« I need you, love. More than ever. »