Better.

Minutes went one by one, pretty silent till Yasuo fell asleep. He wasn't exactly the quiet type so he still had to wait a little before calming down, held close. Yi soothed him as he could, lulling him to sleep. Fascinating as always, to see how a few pecks and whispered sweetness had his lover so happy, hugging him tightly in return.

It worked, he could sense it. Yasuo fell asleep, comfortably snuggled to him in the most perfect peace one could find. Then everything would be alright.

I hope I'll be able to stay here.

To have to leave for whatever mission wouldn't be so tragic but Yi still longed to stay in the latter's arms, to see him as much as he could. Sleep time wasn't the most passionate one but it was still very well considered since he could keep contact.

Everything was fine, Yasuo was fine and all shall remain that way. Fairly tempted to kiss him again but he put that need aside. To risk waking him up for a kiss wasn't worth it.

Instead he would settle for something else. Quiet observation, while keeping an eye on events out there. Though he remained careful not to move too fast or do anything bothering. So slowly he held Yasuo closer to him and tugged the blanket to cover him more.

Nothing new but he loved each second like a gift. It was truly amazing to feel life radiating for a mortal, so many signs, warmth, noises that showed how well Yasuo was right now. Life was so wonderful but needed to be protected.

Another source of soft joy was anytime his lover moved in his sleep. Everytime it was out of an unconcious urge to reach, to hold, to feel safe and he kept Yi close to himself. Even if Yasuo was far, his body remained in his arms and would try to keep everything they already shared. Never gone.

The night would be long but not a problem in itself. As long as he was free to stay here.

There was one thing though that came back in his mind, persistent. Was it love ? Was it need ? For what ? It never went away, staying hidden within him. Warm, like an imitation of a living being's heart. It was just there and never really left him. But it wasn't a bother or pain.

Yi thought it was indeed this craving for his lover, in the many senses it could take. Emotional bond, need for protection, sexual urges. All became one and made his core shiver when nearby. But now there was no reason for this, they had sex already and it was fulfilling for the time apart.

Why feel it even now ?

It wasn't enough ?

Even if it was the case, Yi didn't know what to do as hours passed. Right now he had all he wanted, his lover safe and happy in his arms, after a true display of mutual love. Was his need harder to satisfy ? Yet he took care to cut off any sensory signal of pain and pleasure since then, this wasn't supposed to make him feel.

So he stayed right there, lying in bed with a dead asleep Yasuo, thoughts stuck like his gaze on the ceiling.

The craving was there, almost physical yet no idea how to reduce it. As long as it didn't make him act irrationally, especially around the latter.

Fleeting thought, so strange. A heart, indeed. But in the metaphorical meaning it bore, not an actual one. His being thrummed gently from this soft joy, life inspired in energy itself.

In the end all came back to Yasuo, for he made that love burn bright. Carefully he craddled his cheek, thumb rubbing flesh as if he could pour all his affection in gestures. Maybe this would bring him good dreams. I hope so. Sleep well, dear.

The thing with rest was that nothing happened. At all. Yasuo would roll over in his sleep, stretch a little then settle back for more, shuffle closer to the only person here with him.

Yi watched this go, small spark of curiosity every time along some worry. But without missing the latter returned to sleep, half mumbling against skin or drooling on the pillow.

So to say, it wasn't often something new happened. By new, unexpected.

This was after hours and hours since Yasuo went to sleep, probably around what would be morning. It took Yi some time to notice a change. Or rather, need.

Not his own but the latter's craving, made physical by the way he clung to his lover. Difficult to mistake the hardness pressed to him, in this otherwise gentle context.

Oh, he's aroused.

Only sign because Yasuo didn't really sound taken into that pleasant kind of dream or anything else. Just this, an erection in a possible awaken craving. He didn't even try to seek friction, too deep asleep.

Can I ?

Yi was greatly tempted to satisfy him, since there was a need to fulfill. But was it wise ? The latter was resting and perhaps it would be better to let him.

He weighed his options. No doubt it was risky and could cross a boundary. Yasuo wouldn't be mad at him but who knew ?

Without much to do, he relaxed in bed and kept their embrace, doing his best to ignore the latter's arousal. He would take care of it later, if Yasuo still needed after he woke up.

Yet the wait was torturous. Faint moans from time to time, when his lover moved in his sleep and caused them to grind lightly. Nothing more though.

Until Yasuo couldn't hold back, body seeking its relief. At first a sharp jerking against Yi, that could be anything but arousal but it was repeated several times. In the end, he managed to tighten their embrace while rocking to his lover's thigh.

Chain of reactions, indeed. It left Yi yearning for more, used by the latter for crude relief. Yet he was still asleep. Not for too long, he could tell. Soon.

In a way, it reminded him of his own questions previously that night, about this strange urge. They both had needs and Yasuo's were easier to detect and sate.

Waking was really close, given how he grabbed him firmly and whimpered when it wasn't exactly what his body wanted. Yi didn't indulge yet, he prefered to see him awake and concious.

With great gentleness he stroked Yasuo's cheek, aiming for his attention and awareness. Kissed softly till he felt the flutter of life under his lips.

Probably it was more than his care that guided his hand, when it went lower and lingered near Yasuo's cock. Still naked for their busy evening, it left everything to see and admire. Beauty in details.

In return he was graced with a needy noise, rolling on the latter's tongue after a short gasp.

Now his urge to please was truly awake, aiming to do whatever he could for his mortal. Yi pushed him carefully to lie on his back and this move was the actual point of no return.

Yasuo was now awake, blinking sleepily at his lover slightly above him.

« Good day, love. » All in tenderness, happiness to see him right then.

In return, only a lasting moan answered this sweet greeting, head tipped back in the pillow.

How not to fall in love ? In no universes he would be able to resist Yasuo. Not with such lovely blush and pleading gaze.