Different, huh? It’s - it’s how I always feel, but I guess… I get distracted by how good it is when we’re connected and how much - how receptive you are to being loved, so all of it just comes… flooding out. You’re just easy to love. Like you’re made for it. To me.
[ and then bluntly: ]
We should stop talking about this right now. If we keep it up…
[ he glances down very pointedly at where they're joined still ]
He knows by now how much Akira loves him, but the thought of being made to be so beloved still brings him pause. Though, to be fair, it's only a very brief one before he leans in close for a soft kiss, a movement that probably doesn't help in the slightest with Akira's current problem.]
...Probably... I can do one more round. If you want...?
[Also being fair, that line of discussion wasn't exclusively an issue for Akira alone, which he can probably feel with their proximity, too.]
[He smiles softly - it's still hard to believe sometimes, when Akira says these things, but he soaks up the words nonetheless, moving to meet that kiss.
His hips move, too, beginning a slow rock for now.]
[He looks surprised ever so briefly before his expression melts to one of pleasure, eyes closed as he licks into Akira's mouth, arms looping around his back. He continues to keep the pace slow for now, breath hitching occasionally when they meet just right.]
[ his hands travel back to yoshi’s hips to keep him steady and keep him close. the way they rock with each other reminds him of the ebb and flow of the waves that first day, so natural is the push and pull between their bodies. not slow, just right. the delicious wetness - the slick glide - is almost secondary to yoshi’s tongue meeting his, as deto breathes in his air ]
[Whether it's weariness or just plain comfort, he seems happy to keep it at this speed, savoring each roll of their hips, together and then apart, over and over again.
If he presses up close to Akira's body, his lips, his mouth - can he finally be satisfied with their closeness? They're practically moving as one as it is, shared breath and sound and heat, fingertips digging in lightly each time they meet.]
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Why not?!
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Is one of them when we're having sex...?
[Seems a little obvious, but......]
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You’ve made it during sex, so I guess that’s half right.
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[????
Not that he has any idea what he looks like during sex to begin with.]
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I mean, you’re super sexy in bed, but I already had my favorites before, uh, our first time.
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You do look really good when you're intense, so...
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I - only for you. Because of you.
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...I know. It's because when you get to that point, you're... really intensely focused on me. But, um. Different from usual?
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[ and then bluntly: ]
We should stop talking about this right now. If we keep it up…
[ he glances down very pointedly at where they're joined still ]
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He knows by now how much Akira loves him, but the thought of being made to be so beloved still brings him pause. Though, to be fair, it's only a very brief one before he leans in close for a soft kiss, a movement that probably doesn't help in the slightest with Akira's current problem.]
...Probably... I can do one more round. If you want...?
[Also being fair, that line of discussion wasn't exclusively an issue for Akira alone, which he can probably feel with their proximity, too.]
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he wants to and it’s tempting to say yes, but - ]
I don’t want to strain your body, and I like what we’re doing already - being close and just talking.
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[So the conversation would definitely get cut short.]
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[ said in an almost wondrous tone like he’s a marvel. he really does think yoshi is probably one of the strongest people he knows ]
Well… [ and he has to ask: ] Should we? Want to?
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[So with that said, it's probably unsurprising when his answer is:]
...Yeah. I want to.
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[ he leans in to kiss yoshi, shifting with intent ]
Every part of you. So beautiful.
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His hips move, too, beginning a slow rock for now.]
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[ he lets the slow, almost lazy roll of his hips meet yoshi’s, the heat between them rekindling easy and familiar ]
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If he presses up close to Akira's body, his lips, his mouth - can he finally be satisfied with their closeness? They're practically moving as one as it is, shared breath and sound and heat, fingertips digging in lightly each time they meet.]
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