Please have mercy...
Already too much. First to be rolled down in bed as easily as Yi made it look like was a huge turn on, despite recovery time. Yasuo didn't know if indeed he was able to get aroused as soon but right now it seemed a great challenge. Held down by the latter, he was literally trapped there. The only place he wanted to stay.
Then Yi had taken his hand and given his attention differently. No way he could forget his own failed attempt times ago, when he had tried to pick his interest with implicit gestures. It was meant to fail because his lover wasn't able to understand it. And now he repeated it for him, lively curiosity in his gaze.
Everything. That look, the soft domination, the clear intent to excite him. It killed Yasuo every time, so aware that everything he 'taught' him was to be used later, in return. Including this. Eager tongue over skin. Sometimes Yi took one or two of his fingers inside and sucked gently on it.
Always eye contact. Always. Yasuo might lose it soon, to feel that much and see his own actions. Not hard yet but need had long settled within him, in the least pure meaning. I want him... Ideas about that same mouth doing something else, giving attention where he would need him soon enough. Shameful, to imagine Yi in such debauched way but that was all he could give to him. Pure desire, burning his being to be one again.
A whimper broke out and it took him longer than normal to realize it was his. Vulgar. Shame was for fools but right now he was one, blushing so dark after a display heavy in meaning.
To the point Yasuo kinda feared to let him continue, to break the spell. Other hand to his face, he hid his own reaction but nothing escaped Yi. He was aware of everything. Maybe not to the full extent of what he was doing to his lover but he sensed the smallest bodily reaction.
Difficult to hide a boner, when one was catered to so thoroughly. Until Yasuo couldn't bear it anymore and averted his gaze, face turned in the pillow. It worked, he was so aroused it would hurt soon. He couldn't believe how short it took him to get hard, slave to any stimulation.
The last straw, Yi cupped his cock with obvious relief to find him ready to go. Then a goddamn smile appeared, something too kind for such context. So much love, heartwarming yet it was given while he stroked Yasuo's cock. Two separate reasons to tremble and blush.
When the latter moved to sit on top of him, Yasuo couldn't help but talking, like always when so much happened to him : « Baby, baby... I-I...I don't even have the words... »
Too perfect to be true yet his lover was very real under his hands when he trailed down this beautiful body. Like a path among stars, gentle contrast between pinkish skin and deep blue tones. Yasuo would find himself quietly admiring if he wasn't horny like never.
Yi still put his hand over his, when it stopped over his thigh. In such position, no way for Yasuo to look away from his hard cock, always standing there to be touched and worshipped. Please... ? His attention was taken back when the latter lifted his chin slowly.
« If I am fully honest, I didn't expect such quick reaction. I still don't understand how this act manages to arouse you. » Softly said, the way Yi did when he left open his train of thoughts. « My guess would be that you wish of this same attention given to a more pleasurable area. Is it right or wrong ? »
Mere words, just as he leaned and braced himself over Yasuo. At the moment, the question sank and his blood boiled. Shit.
« If you put it like this, yeah... I'd kill to have that pretty mouth everywhere over me...Or mine over you, making you helpless. Picture that ? You, holding the sheet while I suck you, so so handsome when you let go... »
Oh dear desire. Yi's reaction could even be seen, sort of fluttering lust. Both could imagine things very well yet Yasuo was sure something in the latter's imagination could make it feel so real. Immediate impact.
Within seconds lips claimed his filthy mouth, shutting him up for a time or praising his eagerness. Yasuo lived for this, caught by need and love. That tongue made him forget shortly his day, such ardent need just for him. Light-headed.
Then it was over. When he opened his eyes, Yi was looking at him with determination, firm hands over him.
« This will be for another time, as wonderful as you make it sound. Because now I need to ride you and nothing will change my mind. »
As to support his words, Yi pushed back against him and that move had him to buck in reaction. « -Ah... » Just this, his erection a bit too sensitive met the latter's rear. So to say, he clutched at his self-control.
Ride me... ? It sounded like the best thing in the world, even though before Yasuo didn't want to go that 'far'.
No time lost, Yi rose just enough to guide his lover inside then lowered himself. Barely more than a sigh fell from his lips, under that increasing pressure. It almost looked easy for him, after their first lovemaking. On Yasuo's side, he was at the brink of crying out, grabbing the sheets strongly.
« Babyyyy... » Deep, ripped from him like his last breath. It shouldn't be allowed to feel that good.
Bit by bit, the latter took him fully and relaxed. It was a littler drier than before, for they didn't really focused on lube but it was still fairly safe for Yi. How could he look so good after taking his cock without problem ? It didn't even look like an effort.
Just as Yasuo struggled to keep everything down to be second this time, the latter merely tested the waters, rolling his hips slowly to seek any limits. From time to time a delicious sound got out, when that cock brushed a certain spot, all too dear to hear. All this, Yasuo endured despite the tightness welcoming him and urging him to stop caring.
Maybe he was too tense now, amking a big effort to stay calm after so much going on. Yet all he wanted was to make sweet love to Yi, to hold him as they found climax together. Now it wouldn't happen if he was already so close.
Once the latter seemed happy with how it went and relaxed enough, he returned his attention on Yasuo. That hand stroking his cheek made him react, looking back with barely concealed desperation. Already too much...
The sight was stunning like always but with a specific reason. Graciously disheveled, Yi sat there with barely no proof of his arousal other than his hard cock. Each detail made Yasuo more needy, because he was the one who got to see him like this, brought him to this. Mask fallen, skin revealed and the kindest expression one would see.
« Are you still with me, dear ? » In control, like many nights before. Even when he was the one receiving, Yi still had this natural lead, eagerness to please.
To be caught drooling would be the exact same feeling. Yasuo stopped himself yet leaned into contact since it was offered. When Yi actually bent shortly to kiss him, he sighed of relief and returned it to the very last drop of liquid love.
It went so well, until the latter clenched on him and earned a quite surprised moan, breaking their affection.
« O-Oh...mmmh- don't stop, fuck, don't stop... » In the end he always returned to his 'habits' of begging and sighing his pleasure. No matter what Yi gave him, on top or bot, he ended up needy as hell.
« I'm not planning to, worry not. Sing for me, beautiful. Tell me how good I-I make you feel... » It cut for a good second after a more vigorous bucking had both of them keening. Even in control, Yi could get clumsy and earn a few sparks of pleasure for himself.
If he was to sing, then he would let go and fulfil the request. Hands over Yi's hips, he coaxed him to go faster, take more if he could. Up and down, the pace increased without a second thought. It got to Yasuo already, gritting his teeth when it became clear he was going to fail again and come first. No, not again. His grasp tightened with time, it could have left bruises if Yi was human.
Until he decided he could bear to look at his lover anymore. It was too erotic to see him losing himself as time passed, shaken by their sharp thrusts. Hair hid part of his face without care, mouth slightly open under the developping ache. The 'worst' was his gaze directed to Yasuo, never leaving him even when the angle made him writhe. A lot of love and clear desire for his mortal.
A show he wouldn't watch anymore or it would mark his own end before the time. As if seeing Yi's pleasure gave him some too. A share.
Since Yasuo wouldn't bear his gaze anymore, he had to find another way to express his appreciation and affection. So words were used again, sweet like honey.
« Love...Do you feel that too ? How delightful it is ? I can feel you inside, so warm, filling me so nicely. Is it the same when I give you my love ? » Along gentle moves, hands over Yasuo for both support and tenderness.
Even eyes closed he couldn't escape that. His cock twitched, just as he clutched to Yi in reaction to such heated thoughts. Unfair... Was his lover aware of the impact of dirty talk ? Did he do it on purpose ? He couldn't even know, chances were he said what he felt, thinking it would please Yasuo to know he gave it good.
If he opened his mouth, nothing elaborate would get out. But it was Yi's request so he still let it go without filter. Moans and less polite words, sometimes a sob when the latter understood what to do to make him helpless. Tight when he rose then looser as he went down. The pace started to lose its rhythm, slap of skin against skin as only punctuation.
« You can come, it's alright. » So soft, intimate. He sounded close, probably he bent again to whisper to him.
« N-No, not before you... » Maybe ridiculous to speak and fuck with his eyes resolutely closed but Yasuo couldn't afford to come so soon. Taking an eyeful at such advanced time was the guaranty to find the edge.
« I understand but please, I want to see you come. You're amazing right now, so...Oh- so beautiful under me... »
Small mistakes, breaches in Yi's composure. He wasn't far neither, just he hid it better. This was Yasuo last chance to make it right. Quickly he changed his focus and stroked his lover's cock. No fluid would help him but his coated hand made the grasp slicker, enough to rip a few high noises for Yi.
Now...
Within seconds it became clear that Yi was at least as desperate than him. He couldn't even form a long sentence, crying out under the tight pressure around his cock. So so needy. Yasuo loved to feel him react like this, fucking his hand without any manners.
I want to see him. It must be incredible, just to picture that sight. Since he was no one to deny himself, he opened his eyes and got hit by heavy arousal as soon.
Blessed mistake, control lost with consent. This sight could kill him and he wouldn't say no. Yi was holding himself up just above him, a kind of hazy gaze only tears could have magnified. Trembling in his very core, even Yasuo could sense it where his hands stayed over him. The end was close, he finished Yi off with a few more jerking.
« W-Wait-Ah... »
Following move was quite impressive from Yasuo's point of view. In a sort of reflex, Yi arched off contact just before climax hit, hugging himself following their habit. Oh. Indeed, it was time.
Then he clenched so hard on Yasuo, it made him come instantly, not without a strong slap over the latter's rear in the heat of the instant. It was just that good.
Shit shit shit. Too much at once yet it felt like it would never be enough to satify him. Since the edge was crossed without any way back, Yasuo allowed himself to watch his lover's climax while his already started to fade. Such a big rush. Maybe a last thrust as he finished to empty himself, lingering bliss.
« Fuckkkk... » Rolling on his tongue in a final sigh
Everything felt heavy now. His body ached slightly and there was the same tingle after giving himself without limits. Breath came back too, fresh air filling his lungs.
It was really enticing just to lie down and maybe rest more. But Yi wasn't done yet and it would be rude to go to sleep without him. Even more since Yasuo was still deep inside him. Mmmh gotta move.
Yi would stay stuck like that, too tense in his loop of bliss to be coaxed into lying down. This was a fact, Yasuo could do nothing but watch and hope for the best.
If he came close enough, he would hear such pretty sounds pouring just for him but it meant going too close for their safety.
When the feeling became too uncomfortable, he pulled out and left his hands over Yi's thighs. There it risked nothing and it still tricked his need for presence. Then there was nothing left to do.
Soon, be patient. His heart ached to give again.