Why ? What is that ?

It felt like desire, what he experienced during their lovemakings but right now Yi had cut of of his senses. This wasn't supposed to go through. So it meant it had been there before, a sort of echo getting stronger with time. No idea how to stop it for good.

At least for now Yasuo was safe, out of his sight and far enough. Maybe that was the problem, maybe he couldn't control himself when he was too close to his lover. Then why did it change so often ? Yi was so lost and bordering panic. None of it was pleasant and even with distance he still felt that violent need. Not even physical.

Wait ?

There was no solution. Waiting was like hoping it would go away with time but so far Yi had only found some peace after they had sex. This wasn't an option right now, at least now with Yasuo. And the craving never stopped. What should I do ?

It would get out of hands, that was sure. The real question was when. Yi didn't want to find out, especially because it was already bad enough to feel this in the instant. His body needed something and the only occasion he had found such relief was with his lover. Would it work all alone ? He'd have to try.

I don't know… And yet he would have to, there was no other solution and Yi absolutely refused to bother the latter in his sleep.

Right there, nowhere, Yi decided to take care of that himself and if it failed, at least he would have tried. It really scared him to imagine failing, that there was no end to this spiral of yearning.

First he turned his clothing into thin air and at the occasion modifying himself to feel. Right then, as soon as he did, need touched him physically and it was like a slap to the face. His body was quick to betray him, clearly aroused from whatever remain of their latest fun. Oh no. Already Yi wasn't sure about this. It would have to do or he was lost.

Slow touch over himself, from his bare chest to his crotch. Just to register the low reaction from his own senses made him both worried and eager. Eyes closed, he tried to imagine a warmer hand over him, a little more rough as it would caress him. A small noise threatened to escape him at the mere thought of his lover, exactly as desire increased. This had to be linked, it couldn't be a coincidence. Yasuo made him so desperate, it was unfair.

Patience gone for good, Yi took himself in hand and tried to ignore the panic building up aside. It would be awful if he wasn't able to deal with this alone. He didn't even want to think about this possibility. Instead he stroked himself, following an urge he had yet to fully understand. This was so new, surely something mortal and yet he had become a slave to it too. It urged to go faster, squeeze a little his cock. More noises to block. No mortal would hear him but he'd rather not be bothered by his peers. They had no business in that.

There, it already worked. Something burning under his skin, ready to take over. By now Yi was a bit more familiar with the last instants before climax, this moment when it felt too good to the point he feared to lose control and return to a mere soul. Already….? These reflexes were guiding him, not even trying to stop that. Soon he would know. Worry was so heavy on his mind, the risk was too big. Right there he would risk nothing but what if he failed? What if he couldn't by himself?

Please…

Faster, faster. He wasn't even sure if that was good or if he was inflicting pain, at least that was what part of him thought. Such violence to seize pleasure. More and more spasms shook his frame, another warning for the possible loss of control. Yi wished. If only he could lose it right now, leaving his lover completely safe and unaware. It was so close, he could almost feel it.

Until it last forever. Need was too strong and pleasure all the same, yet Yi couldn't. Just like the other time. In frustration he groaned, feeling betrayed by his own urges. It wouldn't work for him and now he was left trembling in a future climax that refused to happen. Horrible.

No….

This cycle wouldn't stop. It would go up until the limit couldn't be reached and then fall again, repeat. Yi was sick of it. Why can't I…? It was so unfair, he had no good solution. Now he was half writhing from both pleasure and merciless tease. This wasn't even inflicted on purpose, he simply couldn't.

Desperate like never, Yi returned to the latter's bedroom looking for something. Still resolute not to bother his love, he searched something he had seen Yasuo use before. A substitute. It would never be as good as having Yasuo taking care of him but maybe it could help. Still a little coherent Yi took lube since it was stored with the toy in question. Barely a glance behind, after this quiet research in Yasuo's room. I'm sorry love.

Back where no one would find him, he lost no time and used lube. This was what they did every time and Yasuo made clear it was for both of them, otherwise it would hurt. Yi wasn't ready to inflict himself pain when he could avoid it. Without waiting he pushed two slicked fingers inside, a bit relieved to feel himself opening up easily. They had been going at it often recently, only for good. Less troubles for him right now.

Uncaring about his own discomfort – as light as it might be – Yi worked himself open, thrusting inside quickly. So unfair, the time Yasuo had done it, he had come so fast and now it didn't even help, no matter how deep he tried to reach. That spot didn't help neither. With a bit of training he could find it and brush it every time but besides that blinding spark of pleasure, it didn't make him come. Why….? This was stupid, how couldn't he come?

Last chance, he really hoped it would make a difference. Yi took the toy and used it to replace his fingers. A-Ah… If that didn't work then he was really doomed. Since his patience had left some time ago, he didn't wait and pushed it inside all the way in no time. It felt good, extremely good. Enough to make him helpless, still clutching at the base of the toy. Mortal, he would have been breathless, whimpering for more.

« Yasuo… » Incredibly low, calling for someone that couldn't hear him. For the best.

What was the point ? His thoughts were a mess, scattered for good except for a few ones that lingered around his lover. Think, imagine Yasuo taking him with his typical passion, giving all he could for that union. Hear him talk and blabber as he neared climax, ready to lose himself. Love please…. Yi's imagination was always so vivid, giving life to an illusion. Right then it brought him down, holding himself as he clung to this promise of orgasm. Imagine, Yasuo coming in lovely abandon, crying his name under such sweet pleasure.

It wasn't enough. No matter how hard he tried, how deep he reached, it didn't work. PLEASE. It was so close and yet he couldn't seize it. Had he been mortal he would be crying, riding his toy in vain hope it would help. Not even a question of big or good enough, this was as close as he could get to Yasuo. Sometimes imagination wasn't enough.

Almost madness. Almost.

No way for him to go on like this. There was nothing else he could get himself. So what was left involved Yasuo. In such state of crude need, Yi's rationality was gone too. The last barrier. So now he couldn't take it anymore and panicked about staying in such state forever. He had to get help.

Yasuo…

In a blink he was back to the latter's room, mixed between strong fear of making a mistake and this horrible craving that had taken over his thoughts. Back in bed, trembling. Silence ruled the place and blessedly himself was still rather quiet despite the mess in his mind.

He's there…

So peaceful, so innocent. He didn't deserve any of this. Yi hated himself a little more for having to do this. Yasuo was still holding the pillow, oblivious to the struggle nearby. Need spoke first, no way to stop that.

So he came closer, in that strange moment of both anticipation and fear. As if simply touching his lover would have dire consequences. Yi's hand trembled as he reached for him, shaking his shoulder to wake him up. Please please please… Being gentle was his first mission but it had become so difficult just to seem composed. Now this facade was gone.

Each second made him more desperate, unable to stop. By now Yi had left the toy and lube aside, all of his last focus on Yasuo and the reaction he seeked. Hopefully it happened. Slowly but surely the latter woke up. First it was merely a stir in his sleep then it definitely caught and Yasuo opened his eyes in such precious manner.

Yi couldn't resist any longer, he lied by the latter's side to find any kind of contact while keeping his hands to himself. Need ran low through his body, at the limit of making him forget the rest.

« Please, please, please…Yasuo… » A true whimper while he still tried to get a few sparks of pleasure. Sadly it wouldn't be enough. Nudging him was the maximum he dared to do, fearing to cause harm.

In more time than he'd have wished but still quick enough, Yasuo seemed to register the situation or at least to understand something was up. Hands went over Yi, a bit hurried as if worried.

« Baby… ? What's wrong ? »

The last straw. All Yi wanted was to come closer and grind against him to find that last thing to come. And yet he kept himself from that, blocked in that stupid dilemma. It was still sweet to see Yasuo's increasing awareness, looking at him with worry indeed while he sat up and checked on him. Yi gave a clue, unable to do more, and trailed his own hand lower to stroke himself. Lying there, on his side, so helpless.

« Touch me… »

Only with such determination he managed to keep this small control. Now hopefully Yasuo would understand and help him willingly. Shame would be for later.