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The Boy's Love Flamingo 101
Always
Chapter Fifteen: Firsts
Hisashi sipped in a lungful of air, inhaling long and deeply before letting it fly out in an exhale. He settled deeper into Yuu's comfortable bed, the flaming warmth at his back soothing his taxed mind and body.
"You sore?" A pair of lips brushed against his ear, the words tickling Hisashi's skin.
"A little." He murmured, adjusting his hips underneath the covers as if to prove a point.
"You'll feel better in the morning. We didn't play too rough." The voice chuckled back. Hisashi's lips pulled into a slight smile and he closed his eyes, snuggling closer to Yuu's warm body.
The reddish brunette glanced at the blonde curled in front of him, a familiar glint lighting up his red eyes as he heard the sleepy tones in Hisashi's voice. Unlike the exhausted uke, Yuu was awake in mind and body. (In truth, so awake he would've gone another round if he knew Hisashi's no longer virgin body could handle it. (Which it couldn't.))
Yuu adjusted one of his arms and reached a hand up to Hisashi's damp curls, stroking a particularly long coil back behind his ear. He ran his digits through the flaxen strands, a musing grin pulling at his mouth. He could see why all the girls in the office were obsessed with Hisashi's hair. It was soft and fine-stranded, and the natural curls curved to let the golden color shine in any light. It was much different than Yuu's thick, untamed mane, and he enjoyed the change in texture.
The blonde sighed contently as Yuu played with his hair, and his eyes flickered open as Yuu began planting kisses along the side of his face. Those quick, witty lips traveled from Hisashi's pale face down to his jaw line and neck, where Yuu began gently sucking. Hisashi took another deep breath, not stirring as the brunette spread his tongue all along the thin neck as if he were tasting the flavor of the skin.
Yuu licked the underside of the blonde's narrow jaw, closing his eyes as he felt the sweat damp skin with his lips. He snaked his arms around Hisashi's chest and pulled him closer, pressing his lips right below the blonde's cheekbone. Hisashi gave a light moan as Yuu's hands smoothed along his bare skin, his pink lips parting open. The blonde turned his head, his gray blue eyes half closed as Yuu kissed him with the slightest bit of tongue. Hisashi rolled from his side onto his back, wrapping his arms around Yuu's neck as the brunette kept gently mouthing his neck. But when warm, supple fingers began to brush against his softened nipples, the blonde creased his brow.
"I'm not doing it again." He muttered, tightening his lips in an unamused manner. "I'm too tired."
"I know," Yuu replied with a chuckle, taking a careful bite of the blonde's neck.
Hisashi, not quite convinced of Yuu's reply, inwardly shrugged and turned back on his side, this time facing the brunette. He was a little puzzled that Yuu was being so affectionate after sex, but to be honest, (as long as they didn't do it again that night) he really didn't mind it. The blonde was often cold at night, and having Yuu's warm body next to him was incredibly soothing.
The reddish brunette, (still convinced that it was possible for him to fondle Hisashi without them having to bang again) moved his mouth to Hisashi's forehead, his fingers combing the sticky curls away as he kissed the salty skin. A feeling of hunger had been awakened in Yuu from the physical affection, and his mouth and hands craved more long after he'd come. He'd been pent up for so long pinning for his unrequited that holding the blonde had given him more than a physical release. And now that he had tasted a sense of exchanged affection, he couldn't stop himself from tasting more of the shy man who'd given his first to the red brunette. He mouthed Hisashi's neck for a bit longer, and when he felt satisfied, he caught blonde's lips in one last kiss. Yuu settled back down onto the pillow, his garnet eyes still locked with the blue orbs in front of him.
"Do you wanna sleep?" Yuu smiled as Hisashi gave a light yawn. The blonde shrugged.
"I'm okay, it's only eleven. I'm usually up till at least two."
Yuu raised an eyebrow.
"No wonder you always look half dead in the morning. Why do you stay up so late?"
Hisashi shrugged again.
"I just have trouble sleeping at night, so it takes me awhile. My head keeps me up, thinking about stuff."
Yuu titled his head, running his fingers through the blonde's hair again.
"Have you always had problems sleeping? Maybe we can get you something for that."
Hisashi shook his head.
"I used to sleep fine, especially with Atsushi."
Yuu's gaze slightly darkened.
"You guys 'slept' together?"
Hisashi nodded.
"Not anything weird though. Atsushi just had a really big bed so we shared it when I'd stay over. We started doing it when we were kids so I just got used to it."
Yuu raised an eyebrow.
"The guy who was in love with you slept innocently with you for twelve years and you stayed a virgin?"
Hisashi rolled his eyes.
"Well, if you must know, he was a huge bed hogger and he used to hold onto me like a damn teddy bear. I nearly suffocated a couple times. But he was really clingy normally so I didn't think anything of it."
Yuu blinked a couple times.
"And you had absolutely no idea he liked you…If you don't mind me asking, how stupid were you?"
Hisashi wrinkled his nose in annoyance.
"I know. I KNOW. But honestly, I had no idea till he kissed me in the middle of the goddamned forest."
"Oh that's right," Yuu replied with a smile. "I forgot he stole your first kiss."
The brunette smiled wider as the faintest blush colored Hisashi's cheeks. Yuu chuckled and leaned forward, giving the blonde's lip another peck.
"But I stole the second…and the third…and the fourth…"
"Oh cut it out." Hisashi retorted, but unable to hide the smile on his face.
"And I took your V card, so I have the clear advantage."
"Hey now," Hisashi cut him off (before he could become even more conceited). "No need to compare… wait a second. Yanase, are you jealous of Atsushi—WAH!"
The blonde yelped as Yuu grabbed his shoulders and moved to sit on Hisashi's chest, pinning him down to the bed.
"Yanase!" Hisashi moaned pitifully as he struggled to free himself. Yuu effortlessly grabbed his thin wrists and pinned them above his head, smiling deviously down at the flustered uke.
"Of course I'm jealous," Yuu grinned. "Atsushi got twelve years with you, so I have to make up time in other ways. Like being the first to thrust into your nice, tight—"
"YAH! I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!" Hisashi yelled, thrashing to get the brunette sadist off him. He got his arms free and shoved his fingers into his ears, burying the side of his head into the pillow. Yuu chuckled, ruffling the flaxen mop playfully before sliding off him. The brunette threw back the covers and got out of the bed, leaving the room.
Hisashi unplugged his ears after a few seconds and stared at the ajar door wonderingly. A couple minutes later, Yuu reappeared with a pair of sweats on and a notebook in his hand. He sat on the edge of the bed and smiled coolly at the puzzled uke. Garnet eyes traced along the form that lay half covered by the creased and folded linens. Hisashi's lower half was clothed, but his narrow torso lay stretched on the bed, his hips arched slightly more to the right. His arms were crossed lazily above his head, and his fingers were curled into relaxed arcs. Hisashi's doe eyes were slightly wide, and his lips were parted to allow him to catch his breath from the tussle. And above his face, the light mop of curls twisted and winded in all directions like the bending light of the sun.
Yuu took in the sight carefully, feeling the hunger inside him start to fill with the aesthetic beauty that lay in front of him. He flipped to the first page of his new sketchbook and began to draw an outline of the blonde.
"What are you doing?" Hisashi asked curiously. "Drawing?"
Yuu nodded.
"Don't move. I like you like that." He said, quickly adding a rough shape of the torso and then narrow rectangles in the direction of the outstretched arms.
Hisashi complied, staring at the brunette as he continued to sketch. But even still, he had to ask.
"Why are you drawing me?" He breathed quietly, a slight blush taking to his cheeks as he remembered how many notebooks Yuu had full of Chiaki.
Glittering garnet eyes lifted briefly from the page as Yuu murmured.
"I draw the things that I love. That way I always have them with me."
Hisashi's blue eyes widened, and he blinked back a bit of moisture that begun to gather.
"…Love?" He whispered, barely audible.
Yuu looked up again, his piercing eyes softening into a warming red fleece.
"And by the way, you can call me Yuu."