Overall, it had been an excellent day. The best since they got together but of course there wasn't a lot to compare with in barely two days of relationship. Still, Yasuo loved that saturday. It had med every expectation set and even went further.
Right now he was still thinking about it, a very stupid smile on his face present since he walked Yi home – or almost home. By that time, the latter had stopped texting, surely exhausted. So it left him a bit lonely but the fresh memories made good company.
It's was goooood….
The best excuse to invite Yi over, really they couldn't have found better. This way the parents didn't seem suspicious or anything. His own mother probably guessed the purpose of such afternoon though. Dinner time had been a little 'special' to endure since Yone and her nudged him a bit, teasing about his now boyfriend. For sports, nothing more. At least they didn't push too far, it was just too tempting as they said.
Fuck.
Not a single mention of any weird noise or anything. That was a relief. For a time Yasuo felt like dying of shame at the idea that they made too much noise. Especially about that. Aye. His mother and brother didn't say a word about it so he guessed he was safe. After all, they had done all they could to remain as discreet as possible.
Speaking of that one event, he couldn't get over it. This shitshow barely saved from turning to the worst. Well, it wouldn't have been bad, in a way. But anyone with a bit of common sense knew it wasn't a good idea to fuck when family was around, in particular when they gave the excuse of studying.
My fault. He got a bit too enthusiastic about this. Just a little bit. Then he made a fool of himself and made Yi as needy as him. That part he didn't expact it. Yasuo already knew he had a very uncertain control over himself but he had no idea he could make his boyfriend react all the same. What were they thinking, cuddling like this ? Of course it would escalate.
Just two days, two days… Shameful ? Yes he was, completely. The blush returned even at such late hour, for remembering each second of his fail. Just a few days together and alreayd he passed for a desperate teenager, ready to go and grind like he just discovered love. Oh wait, it was the case. I'm an idiot.
What a smooth way to introduce the sexual topic. At least now it was done, he wouldn't have to struggle at night with how to ask properly before giving up and asking Yi once he couldn't bear it anymore. On the other side, would he have dared to think of his new boyfriend in a sexy context so soon ? They were young damnit, they could. Yet it felt like too soon, as if he skipped many steps in a few hours.
Knowing himself, it was meant to happen. Sooner or later his thoughts would slip to a more heated side then from that point he would freak out alone. Easy to wish to take his time but he had needs and desires.
Pandora's box but not in a bad way. It left many possibilities from their point. Only time would tell which path they took.
Without even a proper reason Yasuo's thoughts lingered on the afternoon's memories. 'That'. The moment he failed sweetly. Oh it had been quite a surprise to find Yi craving as much as him. To simply remember the hardness pressed to him in such close contact, it made his head spin. What a dear look on his face, blushing as dark as him and so beautiful at it.
Stop stop stop.
It wasn't the right time for such thing. Not so late. If he was to continue on this path, no doubt he would get aroused like never. The risk was too big, Yasuo smothered that small spark without mercy.
Too much emotion that day, no need to fuel it with crude yearning. This could wait a bit longer.
When… ? No idea but he doubted it would take so long. Given how close they came to actually stop giving a fuck in that same bed, they weren't going to hold on for long.
Clutching at the blanket, Yasuo tried to muffle his noisy thoughts as well as his need. It wasn't so physical yet but if he didn't watch out, it could grow to another level.
For now he pressed his face in that same blanket that covered them during their affection, seeking even the smallest hint of Yi's smell. Sometimes he missed his coat, just being able to burry his face in it and lose grasp on time.
That soft feeling lulled him to sleep, for the best.
A gasp, breaking free. As soon Yasuo woke up, reality dancing around him without any chance to focus at all. It calmed down eventually, enough to understand what happened.
Nothing bad. He just knew that he was asleep and now awake. Not even a nightmare that woke him up.
Shifting slightly in bed to get more rest, Yasuo froze. Oh. Now he felt it. Arousal. Was it what woke him up ? Probably not or he would remember. His mind was just empty, not really ready to work for now.
Shit.
It became stronger. Or maybe it was there before he woke up. Feeling a bit too warm, he pushed half of the blanket off him. On the other side, Yasuo tried to ignore how hard he was. It could happen, indeed. But after such an afternoon and thoughts nurtured at night, there was a potential explanation to all this.
Too late anyway. It was done, he was aroused. Unless he waited a lot, it wouldn't go away. Sighing, he rolled on his other side, facing the wall.
It wasn't really late, barely enough light to guess the sun rising outside. Sunday. The reason he could sleep a lot more. In theory. Because right now his body wouldn't let him rest more, too focused on immediate need.
Alright, fuck this.
It wouldn't leave him at peace without any change. Yasuo surrended and went for it, lowering his pajama. Really it was unfair to be reduced to such mess. Erection straining in his boxers, begging for some attention. On instinct he would tease himself just a little but right now he didn't have time, he wanted to go back to sleep soon.
Wait. For a moment he went still, listening closely to anything in the flat. His bedroom's door was always closed, per habit but he paid attention just in case. At that time the other two wouldn't be awake unless specific plan. So he had to stay quiet. Like always.
Grabbing a tissue nearby, to clean up afterward. Then he lost no time and stroked his cock. Barely a first touch and already he had to muffle his reaction. How… ? It wasn't often he was that aroused, even in the morning.
Because of yesterday ?
It could be a good reason. Right then Yasuo blamed himself for thinking about it, blood going south. He didn't need to make himself more horny for Yi. However, this was the exact place they cuddled and more. Right where his boyfriend was lying under his gaze and attention. Reversed positions. His face heated up again. On reflex hsi hand went a little faster on his cock, friction eased by precum.
No way to hold his reaction back alone. He turned his face in the pillow and blanket, hoping everything in this world that he wouldn't betray himself. Now need guided his moves, body taking its own relief alone. Only a few hot breaths in teh pillow, biting his lower lip.
It haunted him like the most beautiful dream. Yi, so precious in his own need and a bit flustered after this incident. Both were to blame but Yasuo would gladly take all. His boyfriend was so gorgeous, panting softly in that heated mood. Did it really happen or was his mind wandering a little ? He couldn't tell anymore. Yasuo wished to be back in that instant, to do as if they were completely alone in this world, to claim him gently.
Imagine, Yi clinging to him in faint embarrassment and rocking back against him, unable to stop. Would he be as kind during sex than during every day ? So careful and quiet yet all so telling in his unvoiced reactions. Yasuo wanted more of this, to finally hold him and seek pleasure together.
Where was gone patience ? No idea. Yasuo bucked into that tight grasp and almost broke. It was too good, burning him lowly. Most of it was in his mind, imagination doing its thing. Forbidden thought, picturing Yi after climax. Oh so so handsome. It took him even closer. Please… Holding dearly to this fantasy. Soon enough it could become true.
The end was close, strong tremor coursing his body as a warning. Before it was too late he took the tissue and finished himself, having to muffle that moan in his hand. It broke out into a few sobs, each one kept under silence while he came. Riding climax was already good, yet he dared to wonder how it would be together.
Like waves, it slowed down little by little until it was over. Lying on his side, a bit tense, Yasuo let go this tension. Now no need to stay quiet. Sighing again he finished cleaning then left the used tissue not far, to be thrown away later.
Sleep was quick to get him, it would seem. Barely some sweet thoughts and less innocent touch then he was done for good. Mind empty. Yasuo felt this certain haze settle or was it sleep maybe ? Not even aware. His thoughts followed Yi, on tender moments that hadn't happened yet. Maybe later.
Would be nice…
The last thing he craved right now was a kiss. Not just a peck but a good deep kiss. One that would shake his thoughts and make him helpless for a time. Sadly, Yi wasn't here. It would have to wait.
Monday…