Since it had begun so well, the day went on a similar way. After their early fun, both of them stayed in bed for something around one hour, enjoying presence as much as possible. It was nice because as Yi said, it had been a bit long since he got called by duty, soon enough he would have to leave again for some time. Yasuo wasn't so glad but he understood, this wasn't a choice.
So indeed for a bit more than an hour they lied in bed, limbs tangled a little with no care. Contact was good, like always. Sometimes Yi got a strong affectionate urge and he would just give everything he could to his lover, something so sweet. Yasuo was weak to these moments, its pure gentleness killed him innerly for being held so tight. Yi would pepper many kisses everywhere over his body, even if sometimes it made him react when it tickled. Then it would escalate into powerful affection, hand on each other and a few attempts at kissing the latter breathless. Which was impossible but it didn't stop Yasuo to try once more and end up panting like an idiot from cheer love.
It was good while it last, until Yi had to go away once more. This put an end to the lazy morning and pushed Yasuo to get moving for once. So here he was, sitting in his quiet spot with the candles lit and their tiny lizard sleeping nearby. Reading time.
Hmm. From the outside, Yasuo may have looked quite deep into his book and the story but innerly he was just once more daydreaming about his lover. Oh it wasn't on purpose, he really was trying to read but sadly or not, he couldn't and everything made him think about Yi. Baby…
The real question was if he ever stopped thinking about him since he had first met him. Probably not. The only time he didn't was when he was indeed passed out after his injury but could he be blamed for it ? No. He had a beautiful lover and no one could ever berate him for being in love.
For most of the day he tried to play it cool, to be serious and all when the rest of the crew was around or miss Sona but it was a little difficult. Yasuo's attention span was great unless for this topic exactly. So far they hadn't said anything about him zoning out or not, it was good.
Once more he wasn't focused. Words got mixed up and he was still reading but his mind kept nothing of it. Small sigh. Soon, soon. He missed Yi dearly. Never he got a break from the longing. Right now Yasuo wished the latter was here to cuddle a little, sit quietly while he read. It would be very nice and maybe indeed he would manage to finish this book again. Sadly, Yi wasn't here, busy elsewhere.
Little by little his thoughts returned to their early morning and gentle moment. Sometimes he wished he could simply live again a memory, to appreciate it at its real worth because he would always be left yearning later, alone. Really, Yi was so cute when he was needy. He couldn't get enough of these instants of urgence, desperate hands on each other. Mmmh. Pretty indeed, when Yi tried to last or just to pretend he was fine. There were still plenty of things to share together and Yasuo couldn't wait for it.
« Come back soon baby ? » He whispered under his breath, sure that somewhere it would be heard and understood.
Despite himself Yasuo counted as seconds wents then, when there was no move, he checked the time. Another sigh, quite long and defeated. No yet. It was a bit selfish to want Yi to appear suddenly just because he called him. Both of them knew anyway that cosmic issues were far more pressing than some space captain bored while his boyfriend was at work. Yes technically he was. So Yasuo kept his slight sadness and focused a little on his book. Time couldn't go any faster.
This train of thoughts didn't end so fast. Later during the day Yasuo barely had some comfort when the latter showed up at last but only for less than half an hour. What a tragedy for him. Still, it was good to see Yi but time was too short to be fully enjoyed.
As soon as his lover had left, Yasuo returned to his routine with a lot of sadness on his mind. At least he tried not to show it too much or Yi would be worried. The last thing he wanted in this world was to make him worry.
No, the worst was to hold on a bit longer. Not to pass off as horny but time without Yi made him miss many things and randomly this meant thinking about their latest sexy time. It hit right now, when Yasuo was taking a shower to distract himself. This wasn't exactly the kind of distraction he wanted.
Shit.
It had happened before but like every other time, he couldn't afford to do anything right here, even if he imagined having some sweet time with Yi here. No no no… Not the kind of thoughts he should have when needy under the shower. So like many other times Yasuo just got out, dried and dressed quickly before he ran back to the only place he deemed private, his bedroom.
No sign of Yi yet. He didn't know if it was for the best or not.
A little breathless he locked the door behind him and proceeded to take off the same clothes he barely put on minute ago. Yasuo still took care to fold it a little and put it aside but once it was done he let go for good.
Here came another sigh for this day, this time because sometimes he was done with himself. It wasn't so fair to be aroused so easily by his lover, merely a few thoughts then it was too late. Idiot. Now he was already aching for touch and no way that Yi would go back immediately. If he did it would be a lot of luck and Yasuo doubted it would happen. This sort of scenario wasn't so unfamiliar by now, he would have to do alone.
At first he waited a little, a few minutes while he sat naked in bed despite the strong urge to just touch himself.
« Yi ? Soon… ? If you can't it's fine, I'll take care of that myself. » So low again, even though he knew every entity paying attention would notice this call for one of them.
Unable to hold any longer, Yasuo retreated in bed until he had his back to the wall, only a pillow there to make it a little comfortable. Legs spread open without shame, he closed his eyes to relished touch properly. Barely brushing his cock, the gesture already made him react, twitching gently into contact. A soft moan got out, lasting a little.
When at last he took a good hold around his cock, Yasuo allowed his thoughts to develope a small fantasy, something that hadn't happen yet but could occur soon. Not even on purpose he imagined Yi, lying in bed while he teased his cock with care. Not difficult to picture his lover, even in such position. Before he knew it Yasuo moaned again, going a little faster.
It was important to keep his eyes closed, as imagination took place to guide him closer to the edge. Smooth hand traveling up his thigh, massaging a little while Yi got his mouth on him. Always a little colder to the touch but so affectionate in every kind of attention he gave, even during sex. Ah— Yasuo could see that so easily, tensing from time to time as he stroked faster. Difficult to imitate the exact attention but enacting this in his mind was already good, making him helpless as he lowered his face in soft pleasure.
« Baby… Please… » Breathy, at the limit of a groan, full of desire.
If miracles were possible, he would wish for a swift return of his lover right then, only to provide as quick. Yasuo started to struggle, it was addicting. Imagine Yi, so gorgeous in everything he did, even when he would take his cock and provide his love in shameful attention. Faster, harder. Yasuo gasped, grasp growing more than slick around his cock and he couldn't pretend to be composed, at the limit of shaking.
No doubt this gave a really debauched view but he didn't care for now, only able to jerk himself off until it was enough. It happened rather quickly, to his relief. At a moment Yasuo couldn't try anymore and went as hard as he could, making such noises he knew he would regret later. But it was so good. Imagine Yi's hand instead of his, definitely bringing him to climax. One stroke and now Yasuo came, back arching as climax hit. For all the struggle to keep this low, he hid his face behind his hand while he shook under climax.
« A-Ah… fuck… »
It was so good for a moment and then it relented, calm settling. Yasuo registered details as he recovered, release staining his hand and front. The first reflex was to curl up in bed.
Yi… ?