"Can't sleep?"
Yuri doesn't move as Flynn sits on the blanket of petals next to him. The moon hangs low in the sky and the huge tree of Halure is silhouetted against it. The pink petals can be barely seen in the moonlight, but as Yuri glances at Flynn, he can see his face clearly. "Not really. And since you're out here, you must not be able to sleep either," Yuri says.
Flynn smiles. "Something like that," he agrees, and he breathes out with a low whistle. "It's pretty out here tonight. I can see why you would want to be outside."
Yuri yawns and stretches, and seconds later he's sprawled out with his head on Flynn's lap like a cat. "Maybe I can sleep like this," he murmurs, closing his eyes, but he opens them again when Flynn kisses him.
"Or, I could just make you tired," Flynn suggests, and Yuri is flipped onto his back in a flurry of blossoms.
It's odd, having sex outside, and on flower petals too. Yuri can't smell Flynn at all, not even when the blonde's lips are pressed against the crook of his neck and his hair brushes against Yuri's chin. Flynn doesn't seem to mind, and he goes about business as usual.
The air is cool, not cold, but cool enough for the warmth of Flynn's hand on his cock to feel like heaven and for Flynn's lips to be suffocatingly hot. The flower petals make him slide on the hill and Flynn's cock pressed against his is the kind of slick he likes. Even in the dark he can see the flush on Flynn's cheeks and the slight opening of his mouth, and when his mouth is on the knight's it's for sloppy kisses and sharp bites.
He can tell this time when Flynn is about to come by his tongue, even as his fingers tighten ever so slightly on Yuri's cock. His breath hitches and his tongue retreats, and Yuri runs his own over Flynn's lips lightly as the warm liquid hits his abdomen. The hurried movement of Flynn's fingers begins again even while he's hypersensitive to touch, and when Yuri comes, Flynn leans forward again to press his lips against Yuri's throat, letting him feel the vibration of Yuri's groan.
It's very strange to have sex outside, but it's pleasant, in a weird sort of way. But Flynn was right; sex is tiring, and Yuri thinks he'd appreciate it if Flynn would let go of his waist so they could go inside now.