[A moan and he's tight, so tight, braced up against the bed as he comes, head ducked down but hand still moving, carrying himself through the climax. Trying to imagine Akira's face as he hits that point too. Black hair framing that flushed face perhaps, eyes on him in front maybe...?
By the time he finishes, he's still panting for breath, but trying to look back - catch a glimpse of the other boy's face through half-lidded eyes.]
[ as though yoshi’s body is telling him to stay. his stomach tightens as he spills in wringing spurts, hips pressed as close as possible - pleasure punching him harder than normal, and he groans. this is the second time, in a different hole, but yoshi always accepts all of him. that thought makes him feel just as good as the release itself
as the ringing sets in, his dazed, dark eyes finds yoshi’s. a young man lost, barely regaining his senses after riding and drowning in the waves of pleasure. his senses say to kiss this boy immediately - but he can’t quite. reach. has to settle for the exposed skin of his neck, and the covered expanse of his shoulder ]
God. God… That was - intense.
[ to take the strain off yoshi’s arms, deto eases them both to lay on their sides, legs tangled. still keeping yoshi plugged with him, keeping everything in ]
[It's the kisses that bring him back to awareness, and he arches his back a little to meet them as best as he can - welcomes the chance to lay down with Akira as he catches his breath, lets his arms rest.]
It felt- really, really good. But I miss seeing you...
[That familiar fullness and warmth makes up for it a little, though. Their legs are a tangle, but he adds a little intentionality, hooking a foot around Deto's leg for closeness, hands seeking out Akira's.]
[ his hand rubs up yoshi’s stomach once before he feels the seeking fingers, then it’s just a matter of catching those fingers, those hands so they can weave together even tighter ]
[ his dick immediately twitches with interest, even as tired as it is ]
Yoshi… [ impressed, reproachful and absolutely turned on ] What’s the word for someone like you? There has to be one Really hot and cute but a little troublemaker.
It’s making trouble if we’re supposed to be resting between rounds and you open your mouth and turn me on immediately…
[ he’s not as soft as he was a couple moments ago, now that he’s vividly imagined what yoshi would look like pressed up against the wall on his dick. that sweet little laugh doesn’t help ]
I don’t really have a solid idea yet and I don’t remember what major I applied for. But I figure I should work harder once we get out of here… so we can live together comfortably like this again soon.
[He automatically tilts his head a little, so his neck is easier to reach for that kiss.]
...Hien suggested I should become a nurse, but I don't think I have any actual experience with that kind of thing. But... I think I used to program some stuff for fun?
...I don't really remember if I was trying for anything specific...
[ idly laying down more lingering kisses since he has access to more skin now ]
I think you would be a good nurse. The cute kind, but also… [ the kisses pause for a moment as he thinks about that potential future, lips presses against skin. eventually it curls into a little smile ] … the kind that would inspire people to give it their all to recover because there’s a nurse that’s giving it his all to help them.
[ and then in a lower tone, squeezing his hand: ]
But uh, it wouldn’t hurt to think about the trade-off a little more, if you haven’t already…?
Programming stuff for fun though. I’d like to see what you’d come up with.
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By the time he finishes, he's still panting for breath, but trying to look back - catch a glimpse of the other boy's face through half-lidded eyes.]
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[ as though yoshi’s body is telling him to stay. his stomach tightens as he spills in wringing spurts, hips pressed as close as possible - pleasure punching him harder than normal, and he groans. this is the second time, in a different hole, but yoshi always accepts all of him. that thought makes him feel just as good as the release itself
as the ringing sets in, his dazed, dark eyes finds yoshi’s. a young man lost, barely regaining his senses after riding and drowning in the waves of pleasure. his senses say to kiss this boy immediately - but he can’t quite. reach. has to settle for the exposed skin of his neck, and the covered expanse of his shoulder ]
God. God… That was - intense.
[ to take the strain off yoshi’s arms, deto eases them both to lay on their sides, legs tangled. still keeping yoshi plugged with him, keeping everything in ]
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It felt- really, really good. But I miss seeing you...
[That familiar fullness and warmth makes up for it a little, though. Their legs are a tangle, but he adds a little intentionality, hooking a foot around Deto's leg for closeness, hands seeking out Akira's.]
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[ his hand rubs up yoshi’s stomach once before he feels the seeking fingers, then it’s just a matter of catching those fingers, those hands so they can weave together even tighter ]
I could pull out and we could reposition…?
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[Grasping at those hands as his body and senses both begin to calm. He can settle in and enjoy the warmth for the moment. Because...]
...I want to see your face when you've got me up against the wall.
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Yoshi… [ impressed, reproachful and absolutely turned on ] What’s the word for someone like you? There has to be one Really hot and cute but a little troublemaker.
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Is it making trouble if we were already planning on it, though?
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[ he’s not as soft as he was a couple moments ago, now that he’s vividly imagined what yoshi would look like pressed up against the wall on his dick. that sweet little laugh doesn’t help ]
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[He's helping!]
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[ “helping” ]
… And I’m your boyfriend. If I don’t get hard with every piece of clothing you lose, just throw me away.
[ or even just the thought of it, damnit ]
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It'll only ever be you.
[Giving his hands a squeeze.]
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Naturally - I’m the only who’ll love you best out of everyone after all.
[ he can confidently say that will always be the case, upstairs and downstairs ]
Hey, Yoshi, have you already thought about what you want to do in the future?
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Hm? Like... work?
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[ pressing a kiss to the side of his neck ]
I don’t really have a solid idea yet and I don’t remember what major I applied for. But I figure I should work harder once we get out of here… so we can live together comfortably like this again soon.
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...Hien suggested I should become a nurse, but I don't think I have any actual experience with that kind of thing. But... I think I used to program some stuff for fun?
...I don't really remember if I was trying for anything specific...
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[ idly laying down more lingering kisses since he has access to more skin now ]
I think you would be a good nurse. The cute kind, but also… [ the kisses pause for a moment as he thinks about that potential future, lips presses against skin. eventually it curls into a little smile ] … the kind that would inspire people to give it their all to recover because there’s a nurse that’s giving it his all to help them.
[ and then in a lower tone, squeezing his hand: ]
But uh, it wouldn’t hurt to think about the trade-off a little more, if you haven’t already…?
Programming stuff for fun though. I’d like to see what you’d come up with.
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[Closing his eyes at the pleasant sensation of those lips at his neck.]
...? Trade off?
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… Later. [ much later ] Tell me about the programs you’d write? What would you create?
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I'm... not really sure. Something to communicate, maybe?
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So it feels like you’re having a conversation rather than leaving a message.
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congrats on 300 tags of dumb boys on this post
omfg these idiots in love… THE LENGTH OF THIS THREAD ALONE
They cannot be stopped
do they even know the meaning of it
nope
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