I did it. Fuck yeah.
Yasuo's jaw ached a bit, he still needed to recover but overall he was more than proud of himself for what he just achieved. I made him come. What a more beautiful feeling than to cause such pleasure.
However Yi seemed to be back to himself and with it, really worried.
« Oh no, no no no...I'm sorry, did I hurt you ? » So scared now that pleasure was reduced. Yi craddled the latter's face, thumb trailing carefully against his throat. « Tell me... »
It was so endearing to hear him like this, obviously still impacted by the attention he received. Cute... Yasuo took this well, while he tucked the latter back in his pants.
« I'm fine. Maybe I pushed a bit far but don't worry. » The laugh that followed was genuine, just like his smile as he recovered. On reflex he returned to lean against Yi's knee, head resting there.
Little by little that faint soreness would be forgotten. The taste however wasn't exactly terrible, Yasuo wanted to get rid of it. Nothing against his boyfriend of course, he was still very happy to provide and would do it again.
Just a moment. He had a water bottle never too far of his bed, for night time. A bit stiff after staying down for some time, Yasuo got to his feet and looked for it. Quick business, he took some water than returned as quick to sit by Yi's side in bed. Very glad embrace, now he was able to kiss him again.
Affection and need pushed Yasuo to go on his lap, resuming contact with the clear intent not to let go. For having come not so long ago, Yi was still overly relaxed, slow in his moves as if pleasure lingered in his being. It just made him prouder to see the impact of his actions over his boyfriend, a good sign for such sloppy attempt. For a time Yasuo had been a bit nervous about it but it seemed to have worked perfectly.
Now he was pressed to Yi, embraced dearly as their kiss went. Surely the best time to remember how deeply aroused he was, fact impossible to ignore as his erection was trapped between them. The latest minutes had been a real ride, between his own fear to fuck up, the cheer motivation following Yi's reactions and the anchored need refusing to calm down. After all, this was so alluring. His boyfriend fighting his own pleasure, so cute as he tried to make him slow down yet unable to resist. This would make good memories for later.
So to say, he had many reasons to be red in the face right now. The stop came when he slipped a little and surrended, moaning shamelessly into their kiss. Fuck... He couldn't help that, he had sucked the latter and it was the most sexy thing he ever heard and saw.
As soon Yi parted and blushed fiercely, while he wasn't even the one responsible.
« Oh dear. Let me take care of you... » Without waiting he got his hands lower, cupping Yasuo's crotch as to check on his condition.
That mere gesture made him buck in Yi's grasp, earning another low moan. He didn't even have the mind to stay quiet, they were alone and he needed so much.
After more pawing and sweet pressure over him, Yasuo was lightly shaken from this good start.
« Tell me, do you have any tissue please ? » Whispered close, maybe a bit ashamed since it implied not very innocent things. Yet the intent was clear, Yi wanted to pleasure him too.
« Wait a second. » Yasuo hated having to move from this but he knew it was short and then they would resume.
As soon as he came back he gave it to Yi and returned to his rightful place, in his lap. They were both quite clothed so he didn't think much and grinded against him, holding him tightly. It was stronger than him, relief was so close and the latter let him do, almost coaxing him to rock back.
« One last thing. Let's move then I'll do my best. »
Was it him or Yi's voice sounded deeper ? Probably he was imagining things but it got Yasuo turned on all the same. He complied, even though he was confused about this change. Before it was already really good. Now he was on his knees in bed, a bit twitchy because arousal had long settled within him and curious about what the latter would do.
Yi simply moved further in bed then gestured him to come back, to sit in the place left for him between his legs. It took Yasuo a few seconds to understand what he wanted. His back to Yi's front. As soon as he settled there, he was held lovingly, arms laced around his chest. That was enough to make him blush more. A-Alright.
A kiss on his neck took him out of whatever sweet thoughts he had. It still felt a bit unfair because he couldn't really see Yi, just feel him. Speaking of, now a hand returned to Yasuo's erection, still tightly restricted by clothing. It left him craving for anything, head falling back to rest against Yi's shoulder.
Unable to wait any longer, he freed his cock and sighed of relief. A chuckle answered his initiative, something quite rare from Yi that made his blood boil. As soon he took Yasuo in hand, stroking at quite a pleasant pace. Even less fair because he saw how slick the grasp was already, maybe he even stained lightly his boxers. Surrending, Yasuo looked away and bucked into that tight grasp.
If before it was a lot to take, between shy affection and crude pleasure, now Yi's unbusied hand travelled up his torso, pulling his shirt up to reveal skin. The whole possessivity and sweetness of the gesture made Yasuo weak, to his boyfriend, to pleasure, to love.
Could he have imagined this ? Writhing in Yi's arms as he jerked him off ? He registered lips against his neck and on reflex he turned his face, only to receive a lasting peck to his cheek.
« Good ? » A murmur, so shy. Almost laughable to see the contrast between these gentle words and the obscenity of fucking into Yi's hand.
« Y-Yes ! Yi, please... » Crying out. What did he want ? Himself didn't know, thoughts gone and only able to feel the latter against him.
Barely a touch of teasing. That warm hand lingered over his chest, more to relish the feeling of muscle tensing after each thrust than to provide more relief. Instead, Yi's hand stopped right over his pounding heart. Why that choice ? Yasuo was that close to come and feelings got in the way. He couldn't take his eyes off that scene, his dripping cock stroked quickly and making a mess of the latter's hand. He wished he could engrave this memory forever, to feel it again later.
Light squeezing and he came in a rush, arching off contact for a short time. Yi held him through it and kept the hard pace, angling his cock so his cum fell over his bare torso. Air came back, and everything felt good. Yasuo completely lied against him, unable to do more under the gentle flames of passion.
« You did good. Thank you love. » Sweet words indeed, along a peck at the corner of his mouth.