justonezero | The World Overflow

[ he savors it, the sensation of yoshi coming with him inside - because he’s inside. it’s him coaxing these orgasms out of the other boy, touching him so deep he can’t help but come undone. full of deto, full of everything deto wants to give him. deto should be coming down from the high of climax, but instead he… itches…

it’s not too many steps toward the bed, and as steady as he can be, deto brings them over to it. a sighing breath like he’s just ran a marathon, and then a grunt as he accidentally slips out on the way. but that does make it earlier to lay yoshi down carefully on bed. (always careful; he’ll never let him fall again, never.) yoshi is gorgeous in his jacket, splayed out enough to show off two pink nubs and a wet stomach. and between the thigh highs, there’s a place where deto knows is slick and leaking, as though overstuffed with cream - he really, really wants to see that, too

his shirt is unceremoniously pulled over his head, tossed off to the side somewhere. he crawls over yoshi, mouth attaching itself to one nipple. more of an open-mouthed kiss than a suck, and he swiftly moves along, down to yoshi’s bellybutton - and then further still where he laps up messy strings of release ]

Ah-

[He feels Deto slip away from him - nuzzles at his neck in the meantime, before he's ever so gently deposited on the bed, still flushed and trying to regain his breath. He manages to get enough back into his lungs to give a sound of surprise as Deto's lips find his chest, arching a little into the sensation - and again at that wetness on his stomach.]

Y-you... still want to taste...?

[He can hardly believe Akira's still got the energy for it, but it's fond nonetheless, a hand shifting to gently fluff his hair.]

[ when yoshi touches him like that… deto closes his eyes, enjoying the gentle affection. no one touches him like yoshi does. his tongue works to get every last bit on his lower belly ]

I… [ he tries to put into words the itch he feels ] …I just… want to be close. Closer. You’re so beautiful, and I don’t know what to do about it.

Closer...

[That flush isn't going away anytime soon, watching Deto lick away every last bit of evidence as his fingers continue idly carding through his hair.]

...Should I sit in your lap? Then you can be, um. Inside again.

[He feels full, but there's a certain warmth that's missing even now.]

[ he has to move lower still to get the last bit, taking yoshi into his mouth again, gently sucking him clean. is he still sensitive down here? will his toes curl and uncurl at the overstimulation? the only time he’ll ever think of another guy’s dick as cute ]

Will it be too much? … We did a lot.

[He does in fact give a sharp gasp, hips juttering up slightly before he can stop himself.]

I- um, yeah. I... miss having you in me...

[ once yoshi’s front is clean, deto pushes his legs apart slightly to find his entrance, thumb swiping a streak of cum back in - where it belongs ]

…

[ his oddly intense gaze stays there, then shifts up to yoshi’s face ]

I want to be in you all the time.

[It's easy enough to spread his legs, easy enough to coax that moan from his throat as he tilts his head back from the pleasure brought by even such a slight touch.]

I, um... w-wouldn't really mind that, either.

[ he could enter him like this, but - there’s also something real nice seeing yoshi claim his spot on deto’s lap. part of it is out of pure possessiveness; the other part is proud satisfaction every time yoshi takes what he wants ]

If only, huh? [ even his sex-addled brain knows better. there's another swipe, another push before he crawls up to join yoshi laying down ] What wouldn’t you let me do?

[He rolls onto his side to cuddle up to Deto, pressing a brief kiss to his lips.]

...? Like... when it comes to sex, or...?

[ his arm settles around yoshi’s waist, drawing him closer. uncaring if it’ll get numb - well, whatever, they’ll shift positions soon ]

Mm. Yeah.

[He hums in thought as he's drawn in close - presses a couple more kisses to Deto's cheek, thinking it over.]

Nothing too painful, maybe? But I don't think you'd do that anyway.

[Deto's always been gentle with him - already showed as much many times just today already.]

N-not that it's bad if you get a little rough, though. It's really hot when you get intense...

[Just thinking about moments ago, against the wall, has him flushing again.]

[ he smiles a little at the kisses and nods when yoshi answers. yeah, he’s not a fan of anything too painful either - or anything that’s too hard on yoshi’s body ]

… That only happens because it’s you. You’re the one that’s too hot. [ his turn to kiss yoshi, going straight for the lips, sighing when they part ] It might be a problem.

[ or he might just be a very normal, very horny teenager. case in point, his half-hard dick ]

I like trying stuff when we have sex - and learning what you like, but I also… [ he trails off in that very specific way he gets when he’s little shy and quiet and the words that come after are slow and low ] Sometimes, I just want to be close - closer than just a hug or a kiss. Intimate. Like… I want… to sit you down on my lap and slip inside you - but not to fuck. Just - just… us, together.

Does that… make any sense?

[He listens intently, returning the smile and the nod.]

...Yeah. That's, um... kind of what I meant? ...I want you inside, but I don't think I could do another round.

[As Deto said: they've done a lot today.]

...But I don't think we have to if we just want to be together like that...?

Yeah, when we do it after sex, it feels, uh, comforting. [ cozy? warm and just right ] So I thought - maybe we could get that same feeling if we take out the sex - sometimes.

[Another nod.]

I think- if we were just falling asleep, we might be able to do it since you're already behind me, too...?

Oh - that’s genius. I like that. A lot.

Then for now... lap? Or laying down?

Get on my lap, Yoshi.

[ he nuzzles yoshi’s forehead with his own before withdrawing his arm to shift back toward the headrest. his arms open for the other boy once he’s settled back against the pile of pillows ]

Mm.

[He rolls onto his front so he can get up - crawl over to Deto, straddling him so he can take him in hand and slide down onto him, giving a soft moan. Too tired to do much other than melt into Deto's arms, but still so very sensitive.]

[ he watches the entire process even when the initial electric breach makes his eyes flutter, hissed breath caught between his teeth. as yoshi melts into him, it feels like he’s melting, too, inside. his heart overflows with affection for the boy in his arms, held close, held snug ]

… Thanks - for giving me everything.

...Eh? What do you mean...?

[Has he given Deto anything? ...It feels like Deto's the one who's given him so, so much.]

You trust me to take care of you. [ his heart, his body, his tears ] And you do your best to take care of me.

And we can talk like this - about anything. That’s pretty rare.

Is it...?

[He genuinely has no idea - never got nearly close enough to anyone else to find out.

He mulls it over for a moment, resting his head on Deto's shoulder.]

...It just sounds like a list of things I should be thanking you for. ...I don't think anyone else would have been interested in listening to what I had to say.

[They'd think he was weird. Someone unnerving, someone to avoid. But Deto never seemed to think that, not even once.]

You can if you want? [ he says it lightly ] But it’s not a contest - or some sort of exclusive skill only one of us can use at a time. We’re partners.

For the record, I’m always interested in what you have to say.

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