It felt like freedom. Good... Yi was held urgently against the door and he could just relax, clinging to his boyfriend while the kiss last. So dear embrace, not very innocent. In his arms, Yasuo was at the limit of frantic, taking and giving as much as he could in this first private exchange.
Holding on for so long had been quite difficult. Since the latter had brought up the plan for this 'tranquil' afternoon, Yi yearned for it in advance. He needed him, in more than one way. That incident latest saturday was the proof they couldn't hold back forever.
Several times it had made him blush all alone, just by letting his thoughts wander in not so innocetn territory. Imagination could do so much but it wasn't the same thing as actually experiencing it. Just to be held with care to the door and loved profusely made him needy, aware that he shouldn't let this take over when it was quite affectionate. Not desperate...
Yasuo was closing the faint distance between them and it signed the end of resistance. Arousal sneaked its way in Yi's body, pushing him to seek any kind of friction, the smallest spark of relief. So not really against his will he grinded to the latter, gripping his shoulders firmly.
No...
It wasn't really fair for him, Yi wished he had more control over himself but the whole situation plus their common understanding on the purpose of this afternoon reduced his efforts to nothing. To his chagrin, Yasuo parted from their deep kiss to give a curious gaze. It shouldn't be allowed, he looked so cute with a light blush due to this start and lips and a sweetness in his gestures. The blush intensified quickly in the following seconds, surely he understood what just happened.
« Oh. » Now they both knew.
Probably it would have been greatly mortifying if they hadn't have this same kind of accident a few days ago. It already happened with Yasuo. However, Yi couldn't get over this so easily. It felt like his face burned under his skin, too aware of the poor show he made of himself. He craved so much and it still hurt a little to see it acknowledged. Relax, please...
It reached such point that he finally averted his gaze, even as he couldn't avoid Yasuo's gaze. He felt it on him, like his breath not even short and his warm body too close not to cause any slip. Rocking back never seemed so appealing but Yi gave all he could to reign himself.
Really, how could he explain simply that his body and thoughts got ahead of their planned afternoon ? It wasn't easy to control, not when Yasuo stayed so close to him and let his hand trail lower, lower. He took it back quickly before speaking.
« S-Sorry. I...We should move. Please. »
At first he didn't understand why Yasuo felt the need to apologize, it should be the opposite. No time to think that further, the embrace was broken and Yi was led in a hurry to the latter's bedroom. Quite a quick move, very rushed after that committed kiss just before. So telling about Yasuo's state, just like his. In fact neither bore it well, slowly devoured by arousal until it was the only thing they could think about.
Once in the bedroom, Yi had barely the time to let his bag on the floor before the latter took him to the bed, urging him to sit. Oh, alright. Every single move made his mind react in a frenzy, like a burn. New step toward something they both wanted yet hadn't done before. Needless to say, by now he was quite hard and couldn't possibly hide his reaction from Yasuo, not when he kept his gaze on him like the most precious thing. On reflex, he closed his legs, faint move to hide but it wouldn't help in any way.
Last thing to do, door closed then Yasuo returned to him with haste. Yi watched him do, too caught up in his own need to dare imagining what they would do. That was it, they were alone, no one would bother them. I need... Even just a kiss would be excellent right now, to quench the flames for a short time.
Until Yasuo dropped to his knees and gently coaxed him to spread his legs for him. OH. Done, Yi froze in that strong fluster as soon as he understood. A small noise escaped him, increasing his blush and embarrassment. He wants to... ?
Wasn't it clear enough ? Should Yasuo go further and actually voice his suggestion ? Yi wasn't sure he would bear it, already half shocked in the good meaning to be offered this.
Surely it confused Yasuo a little, since he saw his boyfriend blush fiercely, let a pathetic moan out of surprise then partially hide his face with his hand. He leaned against Yi's knee, face resting there as he gazed softly at him, too quiet per his usual.
« I-Is that good ? We can do something else. » He sounded slightly different, as if he had to smother his own reaction in order to express himself. However Yasuo's gaze gave everything away, from his arousal to his clear love.
Yi just wasn't ready to see his boyfriend on his knees, at eye level with his crotch and obviously ready to offer.
« Are you sure ? I don't want to force you into anything... » Difficult to do as normal when Yasuo was right there.
« I want to ! Please, I've been waiting for that...Let me, unless you don't want to. » Pleading gaze, so precious.
His heart was racing, impossible to ignore. In all honesty, Yi would accept anything from him, no matter what kind of relief he would offer. It also left him a bit anxious about this, unsure if he would be able to keep some control. He needed Yasuo so bad.
Quick nod, too eager for his own taste : « Do it. Please... »
Yasuo made such a pretty picture under him, could he really resist him in any way ? So dear need and affection ready to spill in his words and gestures, while he still looked very affected by arousal. Yi had to let him first take the honors then he would make sure to fully satisfy him in return.
Nothing else needed. Yasuo came closer until he could have his hands on him, running over his front with clear hunger. What truly made Yi react was to see him nuzzle his crotch, obvious bulge in his trousers. Admitting his own need was awful but it had to be done to be pleasured afterward. Yasuo stayed right there, cupping his erection through fabric with obvious anticipation. A sigh of relief came and it wasn't from Yi.
Calm down, calm down, calm down... Already so hot and bothered over this, when nothing really happened yet. Yi's hands found the blanket, clutching at it instead of being idle.
Yasuo moved to next step and proceeded to free his cock, unzipping his pants with such clear determination. He barely lowered it, just like his boxers and directly went for what he seeked. Yi moaned softly when his cock sprang free, already too aroused not too pretend the contrary, just as the latter started to stroke him with care. Eagerness was known but there was something else at work, a slow worship along this loving discovery of each other.
For all this time Yasuo looked at what he was doing with ardent interest, long strokes over his shaft. Yi had already so much troubles holding everything back and looking at the latter didn't help his case.
« Yasuo... Please forgive me, I won't be able to last... » Even telling this hurt but he had to warn him, only fair.
As quick Yasuo looked up, blown wide pupils betraying his own need. He gave a light kiss to his cock, before speaking on a deep tone : « It's alright...Don't try to hold back, just wanna make you feel good... »
Unfair, to feel himself react to the smallest touch. Already some precum beaded at the tip, showing his state of desperation. Yet Yi couldn't look away. It was beyond what he thought, not once he would have dared imagining this, far too obscene to involve someone. It was taking life in this instant, warm hand around his cock, tongue teasing so lightly. Have mercy...
Then wet warmth surrounded his cock, just the head but already it made him buck into contact faintly. More precum, after that first shock.
Again Yi covered his face with his hand, half willing to muffle any noise since it was clear he wouldn't be able to stay quiet. Meanwhile, his other hand went on reflex to Yasuo's shoulder, anchor to reality. Need urged him to grab more, coax the latter to take him fully, so on. He still resisted that, he wanted to prevent any discomfort.
« Be careful, please... Don't hurt yourse- » Cut off by his own reaction after Yasuo took more of him. Really, exactly what he told to look out for. His hand fell to the latter's cheek, carressing shakily as to soothe his own fears and consuming need : « Slow... »
Maybe it was stupid to ask him to go slow, since he was sure he wouldn't last. Yi's body already threatened to follow instinct instead of reason, bucking into sweet warmth a few times. Good thing it wasn't too strong or it could have surprized Yasuo.
Parting for a time, he adressed Yi a kind grin, something so beautiful made sinful by the pinkish tone of his lips and glistening saliva from this early attention. Gorgeous... Yi would be damned for this, his boyfriend looked too good whatever he did.
« You can come. It's fine and I want you to. » Even the tone was sweet, so inviting.
With new determination Yasuo took more, until it seemed to put some stress on him. He stroked what he couldn't take, making Yi squirm under such intimate attention.
« Ah... Y-Yasuo... » He couldn't allow himself to come so soon, it was far too short. But no matter how hard he tried, Yi was just human, only able to follow his instinct.
That gaze told too much. Love, relief, affection. It couldn't possibly happen during a first blow job. So for a time Yi looked away, muffling his moans the best it could. It seemed to motivate Yasuo to do more, despite all the strain he seemed to take for this. Sloppy, wet attention but enjoyable nonetheless. Yi was so far from experimented that he accepted everything given like the best gift. Until Yasuo tried to take him fully. The suddenly tight fit made him come on the spot, a cry he had to bite off or it would be heard. Climax shook him with violence, truly a slap to the face leaving him dazzed as he tensed strongly. Too good to be true, soft bliss that raged then decreased to a gentle thrumming in his veins.
So it still took Yi some time to gain full awareness of his body and everything else. When he opened his eyes, Yasuo was still at the same place, a hand over his thigh while he seemed busy recovering from that attention he gave. The view left Yi speechless for a time. The latter was sporting a nice red hue, gaze greatly impacted by lust and – the detail that killed him gently – light tears at the corner of his eyes. Oh...