The World Overflow

[justonezero]

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[justonezero]

I had fun!

[Immediately.]

Just because I don't stand a chance with most people doesn't mean I don't notice other people...

[As his reading habits can attest to......]

-? You want to try it?

[deto]

[ good because it had been fun for deto and he had wanted yoshi to be comfortable enough to have fun too ]

Then please notice me more, and notice how much I love you.

[ embarrassing to say even though he doesn’t let that stop him ]

Well. Uh. Only if you want to? It’s not something I’ve ever thought about doing. It just wouldn’t be fair to you if I’m always on top…

[justonezero]

I don't mind trying different things, but I really liked it this time? You, uh.

You're unfairly sexy when you, um. Really go for it.

[He noticed that much, at least.]

So... it's not like it feels unfair if you want to top?

[deto]

Yoshi… That just makes me want to do it again.

[ dilemma because he also wants to hold yoshi and talk about whatever is on their mind, to be there for him because he’s had an emotional day ]

[justonezero]

-Eh? Like right now?

[deto]

[ he nods, cheeks tinted. the arm around yoshi’s waist tightens. deto brings their entwined hands to rest by his cheek ]

But I like this, too. I don’t want to let you go.

[justonezero]

[Definitely flushing red again.]

...Maybe... If I was in your lap, you wouldn't have to...?

[deto]

[ a slow, slow smile. ]

That sounds dangerous. I might not let you leave?

[justonezero]

...I might not want to?

[Giving his hand a squeeze. His heart rate's already picking up again...]

[deto]

[ he squeezes back, before carefully untangling their hands. a hot, lingering kiss lands at the center of yoshi’s palm, from where he leaves it by his cheek, easy for him to turn his head and have access to that soft skin, those slim fingers

his hand, now free, trails down, exploring what he hadn’t before in his rush to have the other boy. until it finds yoshi’s soft rising interest. he loosely starts pumping, a slow pace ]

We’ll… have to stop at some point. I don’t want to wear you out too much. … Maybe a hard limit of three rounds max…

[justonezero]

[His fingers curl lazily by Akira's head once released, though there's a noticeable twitch once Akira's hand finds him again, accompanied by a sharp intake of breath.]

I- probably can't, uh. Do... more than just once in, um... r-real life. S-starting out I mean.

[Both thinking and speaking are suddenly difficult. Actually, maybe he shouldn't try to speak at all? His hips are already tensing, ready to move, and his hand goes to his mouth again, like somehow that will be enough to keep himself quiet this time.]

[deto]

[ … real life… ]

I want to - see you so bad… in real life. Kiss you, hold you… be inside you. [ every heated word is accompanied by a firmer stroke. dark eyes hungrily watch every little move he makes, stiffening without touch, aroused by this alone ] Watch you smile - laugh.

I want to be - to be that person who loves you - the most… in the real world.

[justonezero]

[He can't help but jolt again as the strokes get firmer, legs shifting incrementally, like he wants to curl them around Akira again which - to be fair, he does, but they aren't really in the right position for that.

He slowly brings away his hand to respond - can't help the soft whimper at another one of those strokes.]

I- I want go out more. I want to be with you and-- and build up stamina again, s-so...

[His breaths come quicker and quicker.]

...I want to make sure I can take you. Over and over and over. I want to- mn, feel you inside in real life, too...

[deto]

[ everything feels tender, fit to burst for this boy in his arms

his hand slows as his hips shift closer, lining their lengths up. over and over and over echoes in his mind as he takes both of them in hand and continues his stroking. the rhythm is a little clumsy now, with two instead of one, a lot slower and more deliberate in the way his fingers curl ]

Do I… get to help you build up stamina? Do I get to watch you make sure?

[justonezero]

[Another sharp gasp for breath, hand going to Akira's shoulder, clinging tight in lieu of anything else to ground him in this moment.]

Uhm... P-pretty sure you... d-don't want any others watching?

[His hips stutter forward - trying to catch more of that tantalizing sensation.]

[deto]

[ well now that yoshi’s mouth is free because his hand is on deto’s shoulder, deto leans in to share his air, catching his rabbit-quick breaths. his own breathing stays hitching and heavy. occasionally it’s a proper kiss as if he can’t help himself ]

Just me. I don’t want anyone else to see you fall apart on your fingers while you open yourself up thinking of me.

[ and later when he’s alone, he’ll have his hand on his dick, thinking about the sight, thinking of yoshi thinking of him

the arm around yoshi inches down until fingers find that still-wet intimate spot. wet with him, wet with what they had done together. he needs - … his hands move to yoshi’s hips ]

Which position…?

[justonezero]

[The kiss is quicky reciprocated, as though he needs it to breathe. Shivering a little, at Akira's words - thoughts immediately flying to imagine all the times in the future, preparing as Akira watches...]

Only you. Only ever you.

[The affirmation is breathless on his lips. No one else can have him. Only Akira.

He's already painfully aroused as-is, making it almost a relief when Akira poses his question.]

Um... s-sit up? Then... I can sit. Um, on your lap.

[Easier to hold at the same time, that way.]

[deto]

Mm, right…

[ as though he can’t bear to part in any way, he keeps one hand on yoshi as he pushes to sit up, shuffling back until he hits the pillows. he can already sense the immense amount of self-control he’s going to need in the future (if, for whatever reason, yoshi has to sit in his lap in public…), but right now he wants him in any way he can have him ]

[justonezero]

[He rolls onto his front to push himself up as well - waits for Akira to settle, catching his breath in the meantime. And, once Akira's seated, shifts to straddle him.

Despite it being his own suggestion, he can't help but be embarrassed, though it would be difficult to tell - his face is already flushed from the strokes before, and for some reason he just can't quite seem to get enough air in his lungs, lips still slightly parted and panting, softly.

Those breaths quicken again as he braces one hand on Akira's shoulder, the other lightly touching his arousal - lining them up before he sinks down, unable to hold back a moan as he fully seats himself. It takes another moment to collect himself, relishing in the feeling of that fullness, that connection again.]

[deto]

[ yoshi in his lap, sweat-damp, flushed, and lovely, with his hand on deto - a wet dream right in front of his eyes. how is he so cute and sexy at the same time?

a long, audible exhale as he slides in - or rather as yoshi slides down - like the air is being pushed from his own lungs. his body instinctively wants to move, but his mind prioritizes yoshi’s comfort first. hands settle on his hips to help steady him, mouthing soothing kisses on his neck, his collarbone, his upper chest ]

God, Yoshi… You feel so good. I feel like I’m - deeper than last time. [ more kisses scattering across his skin ] How do you - how do you feel? Do you feel good?

[justonezero]

[He tilts his head back - better access to his throat and chest and, somehow, easier for his already uneven breaths. It's only once Akira stops speaking that he actually looks at him properly again, face flushed and gaze hazy.]

It feels - really good. Even better than I thought.

[Slowly, carefully, uncertain how it'll feel for either of them - he leans forward, to capture Akira in an embrace. Hold him again, please.]

Um, just... give me a minute?

I'll move soon.

[If it's already hitting this deep, how's it going to feel once he begins rocking into it-?]

[deto]

…As long as you need…

[ every shift makes him ache with the need to move, but when yoshi embraces him, deto answers him with arms that will always welcome him. it’s second nature now to hold him close as is comfortable, not yet too tightly but the suggestion of it is there. always, he wants to always be closer

and if they could stay like this…

he’s always been patient and impatient in strange ways, willing to stay like this with yoshi in his arms, in his lap, in him, and just breath with him even as he was just as impatient to claim him once, twice now. the new intimacy of their chests touching and feeling both hearts racing - together, for each other - distracts him just enough to curb his lust momentarily ]

I like this a lot, too. It’s like… you belong in my arms.

[ like we belong together ]

[justonezero]

[He settles in Akira's arms, adjusting to the sensation with shuddering breaths. Pleasantly full, but it could be so much more - once he gets himself together enough for it.]

...It feels good just being with you, you know? I like everyone, but... I feel like I'm exactly where I should be when I'm with you. I never really... knew that before.

[Never belonged. Never got even those minute, friendly touches.

Never got accepted just as he is.]

Being wanted is strange, but... I like it. When you pay attention to me.

[Which is another oddity, honestly. So often had he dreamed of fading away, present yet unseen. It would make things easier for everyone, he'd thought. No one would even miss him, he was sure.

But... maybe, if it's like this...

Maybe he shouldn't fade away after all...?

His lips seek out Akira's neck, trailing kisses up and over that mole again, reaching his lips - his own lips parted in an open-mouthed kiss as he slowly begins to rock, back and forth, jolting slightly at first as it hits deep, deeper than he'd grown used to their first time together.]

[deto]

[ whatever his answer is (something soft, something honest) gets lost in the feeling of yoshi’s kiss. he opens his mouth to match, moaning into it, an insatiable desire to devour as his tongue traces every crevice it can think of

he’ll just have to kiss him for the rest of his life, that’s fine. that’s ideal. wake up every day like this, end every night like this. and maybe one day yoshi will care for himself a fraction of the way deto does

for now his hips stay, letting yoshi control the pace, the depth. the urge to cant up and deeper vie for his attention, but yoshi already taste so good and feels so good. if deto moved now that would distract him from feeling every jolt going through yoshi’s body ]

[justonezero]

[It takes a bit to adjust to, that's for certain. Still, it isn't long before the pace quickens along with his breaths, his moans, occasionally breaking off the kiss for a quick gasp of air before diving right back in.

He doesn't know what Deto intended to say, maybe never will, but right now it feels good and right to be this close - no, even closer, one hand trailing rather quickly down to Deto's waist, restless.

Please, please, move too. See just how much closer they can get even now.]