The List

The Revolutionist

"I think we should start a petition."

Arthur raised his eyes from his book as Yao entered his small condo. "On what?"

"Gay Buses." Yao was Arthur's boyfriend. They had been dating for a few weeks, so Yao came and went from Arthur's place. Yao had long brown hair he usually kept tied to the side and warm amber eyes.

"Wouldn't that just discriminate us more?" Arthur said.

Yao hesitated before sighing. "I guess you're right." He sat beside Arthur on the love seat.

Arthur waited for Yao to move closer or indicate that he wanted to cuddle or something. Given no sign, Arthur turned back to his book. Yao wasn't much for closeness. He was always so concerned about trying to get rights for all gays everywhere.

"There's gotta be something we can do for our community." Yao said. He kicked his shoes off and tucked then underneath himself.

"Stand strong and ignore all the bullshit." Arthur mumbled. He was all for his own rights, it just got tiring when all their dates were protests or talking about the next protest.

"That's good, but it's not going to get us rights." Yao said.

Arthur sighed. "Can we talk about something else?"

"Sure." Yao said. They sat in silence. Arthur turned back to his book.

He didn't not love Yao. It was just that he got too... Yao sometimes. Gay rights this and gay rights that. It was almost like Arthur was more of a campaign partner instead of Yao's lover. They hadn't even had sex because Yao was always too focused on the movement.

Arthur sighed through his nose and ruffled his hair.

"Let's watch the news." Yao said. He scooped up the remote.

Arthur quickly grabbed it from him. "No. How about we cook?" He smiled sweetly. He knew it would make Yao stumble over his words. It was one of the things Arthur had fallen for in the older man.

"But you can't cook." Yao said softly, though his ears were turing pink.

"Then I'll watch you cook." Arthur said. He closed his book and stood.

"But, Arthur..."

"You need to take your mind off things." Arthur said. He grabbed Yao's hands and lifted him from the couch. "Let's cook."

Yao sighed but stood. "Fine. What will we make today?" He followed Arthur to the kitchen, who was still holding his hands.

Arthur grinned. Maybe today he could get into Yao's pants. He knew how awful it seemed, but his hand was not cutting it. And it had been almost four months! Some love was definitely needed.

"What do we have?" Yao asked. He smiled and moved closer to Arthur. The blond could feel Yao's breath on his neck.

They had a few heavy make out sessions before, but Yao always stopped them. Arthur wasn't sure if it was because he was shy, he was a virgin, or what. Either way, Arthur was ready to seduce him. If that meant going slow, Arthur didn't care.

"Well, we have chicken... some seasonings... soy sauce." Arthur named things from memory.

"I can make do with that." Yao pressed a quick kiss to Arthur's neck before moving back gracefully.

He swung open the fridge and Arthur folded his arms. There had to be a way.

"You should wear an apron." Arthur said wonderingly.

Yao rolled his eyes. "No."

"Please?" Arthur said. "Maybe with nothing underneath?"

Blush flooded Yao's cheeks. "Absolutely not!"

"I would do it for you." Arthur pouted.

"If you could cook." Yao said back.

Arthur smiled slyly and pulled at Yao's hair gently. "Cmon. Please?"

"I said no." Yao said. He turned and pinched Arthur's cheek.

"What if, instead, we just got naked?" Arthur wrapped his arms snugly around Yao's waist.

The smaller man blushed and placed his hands on Arthur's chest. "You don't mean..." He chewed on the word before saying it. "Sex?"

Arthur grinned and lifted Yao into his arms. "Come on. I'll be gentle." He nuzzled Yao's neck.

"I just don't know." Yao said. Yet he tilted his head to allow more room for Arthur to kiss.

"It's simple, really." Arthur placed Yao on the counter and fiddled with his belt. "I'll do all the work." He could already feel a bulge in Yao's pants.

Yao made a soft noise in the back of his throat. He nodded. "Okay, but let's go to the room."

Arthur mentally fist pumped and cheered. Finally! He pulled Yao snugly against him and lifted him into the air again. He began to devour Yao's exposed neck.

"A-Arthur." Yao moaned softly. He curled his fingers into Arthur's shirt and tightened his legs around Arthur's waist.

Smirking at Yao's erection against his stomach, Arthur made it to the bedroom in record time. He spread Yao on the bed and opened his lover's shirt one button at a time. Yao was shivering under Arthur's touch.

"Are you afraid?" Arthur asked gently.

"Of course not!" Yao snapped. Arthur raised an eyebrow and pinched the brunet's nipple. Yao cried out and threw his hands on the bed.

"You were saying?" Arthur said, releasing Yao's chest.

"Okay... okay, maybe I'm a little scared." Yao admitted. "Does it hurt?"

"Just a little." Arthur said gingerly. " I'll be gentle."

Yao nodded and took a deep breath. "Okay. Go ahead."

Arthur finished undressing himself and Yao. The brunet was blushing fiercely. Arthur thought he looked rather cute being spread out and red.

He caressed Yao's thigh and opened the dresser beside his bed. He pulled out the blue bottle. When he was making his way back between Yao's legs, he left a trail of hot kisses down his chest. Arthur then noticed how skinny and frail Yao was. How could he have thought of that as attractive? He wanted a man with some meat on his bones. Oh well. Now was not the time to worry about that.

He took Yao's dick in his mouth and sucked gently.

Yao let out a cry of surprise. "Don't touch that!"

Arthur chuckled, but released Yao. "Relax. I'll take good care of you." He whispered gently.

He lifted one of Yao's legs to his shoulders and examined his ass.

"D-don't look at it." Yao was beginning to panic. Arthur could feel it.

"Shh..." Arthur tried to sooth. "It'll feel good. Don't you trust me?"

"No!" Yao snapped.

Arthur froze and raised his eyes to Yao's. The amber orbs were large and scared.

"Then we'll stop." Arthur dropped Yao's leg and stood.

"Arthur..." Yao sat up and pulled the blanket around his shoulders. "I'm sorry. I don't think I can do this."

Arthur said nothing. He got dressed and opened the door. "I think it's best if you leave now."

Yao rolled his eyes. "Because I won't have sex with you?"

"Because you don't trust me." Arthur replied. He glanced over his shoulder. "If you can't trust me, then this won't work."

Yao opened his mouth and closed it. He looked away from Arthur.

"You don't have much stuff here. It shouldn't take you long." Arthur left the room and closed the door.

Arthur went to the living room and glanced around. All of Yao's stuff was in the room. He should be out soon. Arthur moved to the window and flung it open. The cool evening air felt nice on his heated cheeks. Though he was no longer aroused, adrenaline pumped through him still.

Yao came through the living room a few minutes later. His clothes were slightly rumpled but he had fixed his hair. Arthur glanced over his shoulder and saw he had a single bag containing all his things. Arthur faced the city again.

"Goodbye, Arthur." Yao said softly.

Arthur waved his hand.

The door closed gently a few seconds later. Arthur sighed and watched the street. As Yao walked out, a young man with blond hair walked in. He was drinking a shake.

Speaking of drinking... Arthur went to the fridge and cracked open a beer. He sat on the couch and tried not to think about what cat he should get first.

•

Author's note: That was a crazy cat lady joke if you didn't catch that.

Dragonfire78: if you watched the video and have any guesses, I'll be glad to hear them!

artistreilly421: I hope you enjoy it!

AoiCherry: sorry it took so long! But here you go!