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[As silly as it seems after everything they've already done, Suga thinks that this is exactly what he needs. The hunger and desperation, the clawing and devouring each other, those were just inevitable when most of Suga and Yuki's bond has been formed at a distance from each other - now that they've subsided, though, Suga actually does need to be romanced, not just seduced.

Butterflies erupt in Suga's stomach when Yuki kisses him as softly as he did when they first came face to face with each other, surrounded by the bustle of downtown Tokyo but lost in a world that only held the two of them. Yes, this is what Suga needs. He smiles shyly and pushes Yuki's damp fringe back off his forehead and, for the millionth time that night, he falls in love all over again.]

Okay. I can do that.

[Slowly and deliberately, as if performing some sort of ritual, Suga steps away from Yuki and turns down the bedsheets, then climbs onto the bed and lies down on his back. There's still some nervousness visible in his big, shining eyes, but it softens when he looks back to Yuki and gestures for him.]

... I'm ready.

[ Getting to know Suga after these past few months has taught Yuki a few things. First, there's always something more going on beneath that innocent face; second, Suga's much more capable than he first appears; and third, Suga needs softness. Even if the other boy won't admit to it out loud, Yuki can tell. Suga's the kind of guy who's been forced to take what he can get thus far, and that just isn't right. He deserves someone who cares about him, someone who will take care of him the way he so often takes care of other people.

Yuki wants to be that person.

He lets Suga perform his little ritual, watching with gentle eyes; when he finally lies down, presenting himself like some beautiful morsel, Yuki feels simultaneously hungry and protective. It's too easy to imagine someone else in his place, someone who wouldn't give Suga the time he needs, someone who would simply jump him and take what they want.

Yuki doesn't do that. Instead, a soft smile fixed on his face, he walks to the bed and glides his body up to where Suga is waiting for him. There's no hunger in his hands just yet, only care and devotion. He presses their lips together once more in a long, reassuring kiss before moving downwards, kissing along those beauty marks he's so captivated by. His hands smooth themselves over Suga's sides, past his hips, along his muscular legs.

Then, and only then, does he sit up and lean over towards the side of the bed, where a nightstand with various items waits. His long fingers curl around a relatively discreet little bottle of lube and he sits back, eyes on Suga again. ]

You ever use this stuff before?

[ When he asks the question, there's a heat in his voice not unlike burning coals. It's less intense than earlier, but clearly easy enough to stoke into a roaring flame. ]

[Reverent. That's how Yuki's hands feel now, as he retraces his earlier path with hands and mouth. Suga feels revered, worshipped, every touch deliberate and measured to honor the offering he's made of his body.

The shift stokes a different kind of heat in him, embers like the ones in Yuki's eyes smoldering deep and steady instead of sparks that immediately catch fire. He relishes the sensation with a quiet hum, fingers carding through Yuki's damp hair affectionately.]

Ah - [Suga shakes his head, his grin sheepish.] - I've mostly gotten by with lotion, or vaseline when I fingered myself.

[Why do Yuki's fingers look so erotic wrapped around that bottle? Swallowing hard, Suga bends his legs at the knees and flattens his feet on the bed in preparation.]

[ The hand in his hair feels good - not because it's doing anything in particular, simply because it's there. A point of connection between them, a symbol of the trust Suga's placing in Yuki. Before the older boy leans back he makes sure to kiss that hand, trying to show just how much he likes it.

Suga's expression is so cute like this - and the thought of him touching himself, late at night, using only what he could obtain easily... it stokes the embers in Yuki's body higher, making him let out a soft little breath.

He shifts then, positioning himself between Suga's legs. As he uncaps the bottle and pours a healthy amount of the lubricant onto his fingers he kisses the inside of Suga's knee, eyes watching his face for a long moment before moving downwards and refocusing on the place that's been waiting for him all this time.

He doesn't touch Suga immediately, instead taking a moment to rub the lube between his thumb and forefingers, letting it warm up a little. His non-slick hand smooths itself over Suga's inner thigh, then upwards, gently grazing his sac and the base of his cock to provide a little stimulation - a distraction, even. Then, and only then, does he move to swipe his lubricated fingers over Suga's entrance. He doesn't press inwards at all, instead taking the time to let the younger boy get used to the feeling of someone touching him there. ]

You tell me if I'm going too fast, [ he murmurs, his voice a gentle command, eyes glancing back up to catch Suga's reaction. ]

[Just watching Yuki's slick fingers slide and work against each other pushes the balance of Suga's feelings from nervous back to excited. They're gorgeous...]

Your hands are gorgeous. [He complimented them earlier, sure, but sharing his thoughts as they bubble up seems like a good way to keep the two of them as connected as possible during this process.

With his body already faintly lit up and primed to accept pleasurable sensation, Suga can't help but gasp when Yuki toys with his balls. It sets up the next touch exactly as Yuki hoped - Suga startles at first, then melts into the bed and closes his eyes with a shaky breath. He'll never get used to just how sensitive the skin is there, of all places. And lubricant definitely feels much better than anything he's ever used.]

It's good... I will, I promise. Go ahead.

[ The sudden compliment catches Yuki by surprise and his eyes widen momentarily, laughter rising in his throat. ]

Trying to seduce me?

[ His expression softens again, but his eyes remain bright with affection. Ahh, it's impossible not to fall for Suga, isn't it? No matter how hard he tries, Yuki keeps finding himself sinking deeper and deeper into that feeling.

He feels Suga startle and keeps his touch gentle, waiting for him to relax again before doing anything more. Hearing the other boy affirm his instructions settles whatever tiny bit of hesitation Yuki might have left, and as his eyes drop back down he can feel his dick twitch in anticipation.

Suga's hole looks so fucking cute. He rubs at it some more, massaging the ring of muscle on the outside, until he feels it start to give way ever so slightly. It's probably a good thing he made Suga come twice already - if he hadn't, the poor kid might not have been relaxed enough for this. As it is, though, Yuki's able to sink the pad of his thumb just past that first bit of resistance, breaching the wall between them for the first time. ]

I can't wait to get inside you, [ he breathes out, the warmth inside him evident in his words. ] You're gonna feel so good wrapped around me, Suga...

[Yuki's approach really is exactly the right amount of careful; just when Suga starts to feel loose and warm enough to squirm a bit against the press of Yuki's thumb, it slides into him just a fraction without any reflexive resistance. For the moment, at least, Suga's body doesn't seem to want to fight him, so he can focus on releasing any muscles that might start to tighten up as Yuki continues.

And god, do those heated words ever help.]

K-Keep going, I'm fine so far.

[Suga lifts his head to grin reassuringly at Yuki, and to show that there's no knitting of his brow or twisting of his mouth that could suggest unvoiced pain.]

[ Yuki can tell from Suga's body that he's doing okay, but hearing and seeing the confirmation reassures him much more effectively. It's better like this, with them talking while Yuki steadily takes Suga apart, and as he continues to press his thumb deeper he murmurs: ]

I think about you all the time, y'know. [ The lubricant makes a small squelching sound as he goes deeper, getting in up to the first knuckle before he pauses to let the other boy adjust. His free hand strokes idly along Suga's shaft and he moves so he can nuzzle it against his cheek, enjoying the musky scent. ]

About what I'll do to you. All the ways I wanna take you. The look on your face when I fill you up completely.

[ His eyes flash and he moves his thumb in small circles, getting Suga's entrance used to being open a little wider. ]

You turn me on so fuckin' much, Suga-kun.

[Now there's a sweet idea. Suga's never allowed himself any presumptions about how much of Yuki's mind he takes up when they aren't talking, but now that Yuki's opened the door... what if there have been nights when they couldn't connect and Yuki still jerked off to the thought of him? What if he mentally superimposed Suga's face onto other partners? The notion shouldn't thrill him as much as it does.]

Hnn... still really good...

[So far the stretch is no deeper than he's managed with two of his own fingers, and Yuki's gentle approach to opening him wide actually feels incredible combined with so much attention to his cock. Granted, he's still got a long ways to go, but he's getting more confident all the time.]

... and believe me, I've got a list of my own, too.

[ He'll probably tell Suga about it after, but the truth is: Yuki's done both of those things. Since that first text message he's had a hard time getting Suga's face out of his head, and although he was worried about it at first, he's come to accept the fact that it's stuck there no matter who he's with. ]

Ohh~?

[ Yuki's grin widens upon hearing those words, heat pulsing in his veins as he listens to Suga's breathy responses. ]

You wanna tell me about that list? [ He presses deeper, a little faster this time because he can feel Suga's body starting to accept the intrusion. Secretly, he really just wants to listen to the way the other boy sounds when he's being opened up, to find out how good he is at stringing a sentence together when he's in this state. ]

[Suga gasps at the sudden movement and his muscles give their first little twitch of objection, then relax around him again. He can already tell just how good this is going to feel, even if there's some initial pain - once Yuki's fully inside and stroking his inner walls with every shift of his pelvis, it's going to feel heavenly. This is, on some level, what he's wanted since the first time he looked at another boy and felt the thrill of attraction.

He has to bite his lip to keep from telling Yuki to hurry up, already! Rushing this will only delay his eventual pleasure.]

I... I've thought about you bending me over the - the nearest surface... [His speech is slightly broken and still very breathy, but he can still make sense. For now.] ... just wanting me so badly that you couldn't wait... or up against the wall, may - maybe with my legs around your waist....

[They may be too similar in height and Suga may just be too heavy for that one, but he's just sharing fantasies so why not?]

Sitting on your lap... on my - haah - hands and knees with my ass up... [Suga's almost starting to sound drunk with so much of Yuki's thumb working inside him. His eyes are glazed with arousal the next time he lifts his head to watch Yuki's handiwork, his mouth hanging wide open.]

[ That's it. Yuki can feel Suga's body initially reject, then accept him, and he pushes until he's got the whole of his thumb buried inside the other boy. He reaches for the bottle of lube with his spare hand, uncaps it, and pours more of the translucent substance directly onto the spot where their skin meets, resulting in a intensely lewd sound as he starts to thrust in and out slowly. ]

That's so perverted.

[ There's no hiding how turned on Yuki is now; hearing Suga say all of that, in that tone of voice, with that expression - it's too much. ]

You're just a high school kid. [ His own voice is breathy now, too, eyes blazing as he stares directly at Suga, drinking in the way he looks. He's never been this far gone during any of their video calls, and Yuki loves it. ]

Thinking about an older guy fucking you in all those positions... what would your friends think, huh? [ He slides his thumb out abruptly, only to replace it with two long fingers, creeping into the space that's been opened up. He's still going slow, but it's obvious that he has to hold himself back a little now. ] That guy you were pretending to meet up with - did you tell him all that? About how you couldn't wait for me to fuck you?

[Oh, Yuki's thumb pressing in and sliding out over and over makes Suga's head loll back and he moans up at the ceiling, hips squirming as little sparks of pleasure go off deeper inside him than he's ever felt before. And Yuki's as relentless with his words as he is with his thumb, of course, but Suga can barely track them enough to answer anymore. His attention has shrunk down to that spot where part of Yuki is already inside him.

That might be why he initially winces and sucks in a sharp breath through gritted teeth when the width of the intrusion almost doubles, even though it's still not quite painful. There's a low burn where his muscles are stretched so much further than they're accustomed, but that's nothing to an athlete - only a sudden, sharp sting will force him to call things off completely, and he's still far from that kind of pain.]

I'm alright I'm alright - [The words spill out in a rush, Suga racing to reassure Yuki before he can assume something's gone really wrong.] - it doesn't hurt, I promise, don't stop - !

[Talk about far gone. Suga's all the way out of his right mind now.]

[ Yuki, despite being deep in his own arousal, is still making sure he's aware of Suga - and that wince doesn't go unnoticed, nor does the way Suga's face tightens. Before he can even think to stop, though, Suga's hurrying to reassure him, so he keeps going. He keeps his pace about the same, though, focusing first on getting Suga's body used to this new size - probably bigger than anything it's felt before, if Suga really has only used his own fingers before.

It's cute how Suga's so desperate to keep him from stopping. Yuki realizes that this isn't the best time for teasing and dirty talk; considering how concentrated Suga looks, the words will probably just fall on deaf ears. So, switching gears, Yuki leans his long torso over his partner's and begins kissing along the planes of pale skin laid out before him.

They're getting closer to being ready, but it's still a ways off, so Yuki decides to give Suga a bit of a treat while he waits. When he reaches Suga's nipple he licks over the nub lightly, then wraps his lips around it and sucks, gentle at first. After a moment, as he moves his fingers deeper, his teeth close around the pert flesh in a bite that's not exactly painful, but not tender, ether. ]

[Everything else they've done tonight, and every other sexual experience he's had in the past, has been such a race that Suga's not equipped to handle how this slow, careful preparation keeps him walking a tightrope of arousal. The discomfort he does feel isn't nearly enough to cut through the pleasure, but said pleasure also isn't nearly intense enough to approach the edge of climax... it's a delicious, brutal type of torture.]

Ngh - !! [His whole body jerks at the conflicting sensations of Yuki's teeth on his nipple and his fingers plunged far beyond what Suga's ever been able to reach. How can he feel so much so intensely, all at once, but have all those sensations counterbalance each other so he stays at the same low simmer of desire?]

Shit... Yuki... didn't know you'd make me this crazy... before we even started...

[Suga reaches for Yuki and clings to his broad back, nails once again biting into his skin and carving angry red lines where Suga has to scrabble for purchase.]

Need you so bad...

[ Yuki releases a a satisfied hiss as he feels those nails biting as his skin, and - as if to reward Suga for that feeling - he sucks harder at the other's nipple. The sound of his own name on Suga's lips leaves him absolutely throbbing and he reaches down to curl a hand around himself, squeezing tight to fend off his own rising impatience.

Fuck, he's so turned on. He'd always planned to take his time with Suga, knowing that getting him ready would be a marathon rather than a sprint, but he had no idea just how much he'd enjoy it. With almost every other partner he's had, prep has been perfunctory: just something to get out of the way so the act itself isn't ruined. Some of the guys he's been with have had kinks with that, too, wanting to either fuck him or be fucked by him when they're not ready. Tonight, though? Tonight isn't about that. ]

Soon, [ he promises, leaning up further to steal a hungry kiss, tongue swiping past Suga's lips and deep into his mouth. Simultaneously, he begins scissoring his fingers, stretching Suga's hole even wider. The lube continues to squelch with each motion, and Yuki's grateful for it; not only does it turn him on further, but it also means he's used more than enough to keep Suga comfortably slick. ]

Gonna fill you up so soon, baby boy. Just wait a little more for me, yeah?

Edited 2024-05-13 01:54 (UTC)

[Now, at last, comes the discomfort Suga knew would eventually make itself known. With Yuki very literally stretching him wider, not just sliding something of reasonable size in and out, Suga feels the earlier burn to a much more pronounced degree and can't help but feel like it's his own body admonishing him for his impatience - dumbass, did you think you could take him already?

He focuses on Yuki's heated kisses as much as he can, but it's written all over his face when their mouths separate that this part isn't exactly the most enjoyable for him. Still no sign of acute pain, at least, but it's enough to bring him down to earth.]

A little more, [He agrees breathlessly, as goosebumps break out all over his skin at being called baby boy. Yuki's choices of pet names really do make Suga feel like the only other person in the universe.] Might've gotten - a little overconfident there. You just make me feel like I can do anything.

[ Ah. There it is, the discomfort Yuki's been waiting to see. No matter how slow he takes things, there wasn't much of a chance that Suga would't feel anything, especially given it's his first time doing this much. Thankfully, he doesn't sound like he's hurting too badly. Yuki presses a soft kiss to his forehead in response, his grin turning into an affection little smile as he looks down into those copper-coloured eyes. ]

You can do anything, [ he replies, and maybe he shouldn't say it, but his mouth moves faster than his brain yet again. The problem is that he wants Suga to believe it - to believe in himself - even beyond what they do together tonight. He wants all the hope and awe and wonder he can see in Suga's eyes to last, to carry him far away, towards the future he deserves with a person who loves him wholeheartedly.

Yuki wants to slow down a little, but he's experienced enough to know that will likely have the opposite effect, allowing Suga's body to tighten back up. So, instead, he keeps going: still slow, but stretching, stretching, fingers probing deeper still until - ]

Aha -

[ His smirk returns and he presses against the small bundle of nerves he's found, knowing exactly what it is and waiting to see how Suga reacts to the attention Yuki's giving his prostate. ]

[As the burn of overstretched muscle slowly recedes again, Suga relaxes back into the mattress with a relieved sigh. Slow and steady really is the secret here, and Suga's once again thankful that he found someone so experienced and so compassionate to guide him through his first experience with penetration. Even stumbling through it with someone equally clueless sounds unthinkable now.]

Okay, that's... that's getting better again, it - haah!

[Without warning, pleasure so acute it's almost painful cuts through Suga's body like a bolt of lightning and his hips arch up off the bed, driving Yuki's fingers in even deeper. What on earth...?

And it doesn't let up, either. That same sensation repeats itself again and again, until Suga's skin is soaked with sweat and he can't form any sound more complex than a string of reedy whines. Yet again, Yuki's back takes the brunt of the punishment for this new trick of his as Suga's fingers press hard into his skin, clinging to the only anchor in this sea of heat.]

Yu - Yukiii - !

[ The pain of Suga's nails scratching at his back is nothing, not when Yuki's got him crying out and writhing around like this. A white-hot flash of pleasure shoots straight from his eyes to his dick and he lets out a groan as he feels Suga's body suck him in deeper, undoubtedly wanting more of that incredible sensation. ]

Good boy, [ he says breathlessly, watching as Suga feels the intensity of a prostate massage for the very first time. It's so easy to keep stroking him there now; Yuki can tell that Suga's body won't let him pull his fingers out, even if he wants to. The inside of the younger boy's body is so hot it burns and Yuki feels his hips thrust forward in shallow motions, his own body all too eager for what comes next.

Not yet, though. ]

You never felt this before, huh? I'm the first one to touch you here. [ His teeth sink into Suga's neck and he sucks a mark there, wanting to leave visible evidence of this moment. ]

["This?"

Suga can't even answer because he has no idea how any of this happened. He's just gone from slow-building arousal to concentrated bolts of pleasure lancing through his body with no warning, no explicable reason, and no clues but Yuki's smug joy about the fact that he made it happen.]

What are - what are you - [Nope, he hasn't even got enough breath to speak anymore when he has to swallow air in shallow, shaky gasps.

Some primal part of his brain registers Yuki fucking the air over his body and he presses his weight into his heels to lift his hips even higher, reaching mindlessly for what he craves. Will their bodies eventually overrule their caution? It's a scary but thrilling thought that melts away when Yuki sucks hungrily on his neck.]

Ohhh god please, please, please, Yuki!

[ Fuck.

That's it. Yuki can't wait any more. Suga's begging for him. More than that - his body is ready. As close as it can be, at least. Yuki could spend more time prepping him, could make sure he's more than loose enough, but he knows his own dick well enough to know that it'll be okay, as long as he doesn't thrust it all in at once. ]

Suga --

[ He peppers more kisses all along Suga's neck, chest, collarbone, everywhere he can reach. One, two, three more strokes and he's pulling out, slow slow slow, knowing Suga will hate him temporarily for taking away that intense pleasure but willing to put up with it until he gives him what they've both been waiting so long for. ]

I'm gonna go inside now, okay?

[ His voice betrays just how desperately he's trying to hold himself together. He sits back, trying to calm his breathing somewhat, and reaches for the lube again. He pumps it straight onto his cock, hissing slightly at the sudden cold, before reaching around and stroking himself lightly to ensure he's properly covered. He's never been so hard in his life. ]

I'm gonna go really slow --

[ He shifts, planting one hand next to Suga's shoulder while using the other to line himself up, eyes focused entirely on the spot between the other's legs. He swallows hard, then presses the tip just against Suga's entrance; it takes him in easily enough, just half an inch, and fuck if it isn't the best thing Yuki's felt in months -- ]

[Yuki looks and sounds absolutely feral, eyes blazing and breaths rasping between strained words, and Suga thinks the mere memory of him like this will be enough to get him off for the rest of his life. He watches the process of Yuki slicking up his cock raptly, cutting through the hot haze that his mind has become to burn the sight into his consciousness.

He wants to reassure Yuki with words but all he can do is nod and nod like a bobblehead - yes, this is what he wants, it's okay, he still trusts Yuki even in this state, it's okay. It's time.

The first bit slots in with surprising ease, even after all of Yuki's preparation. It's not romantic hyperbole - Suga really would swear that they were meant to fit together this way. His grip on Yuki's back eases in relief and he just stares up into Yuki's blissed out face, astonished and delighted in equal parts.]

You're inside me...

[A bright beam of sentimentality shines through his lust-fogged eyes and he almost says something that could turn the whole mood on its head, but he won't get the chance before Yuki moves again.

Thank god for that.]

[ Even though his head's clouded with lust, Yuki isn't so far gone that he can't properly care for Suga. He manages to restrain himself - albeit with visible effort - and, for a long moment, he doesn't move any further. Suga's nodding and staring at him and fuck, fuck, he's so beautiful like this -- ]

Yeah, [ Yuki murmurs, staring down at the other boy in wonder, unable to believe that this is actually happening. His heart twists in a way that should be painful but it's not, it's not, and when he kisses Suga this time it's nothing at all like the hot, hungry ones from before.

If anything tonight says I love you, it's this.

He cradles Suga's head, pressing their foreheads together, then finally alllows himself to move again. Just a little, so he's in just past the tip, Suga squeezing so tight around him Yuki feels like he could come right then and there. ]

So good -- Suga --

[How does he always know exactly when to slow things down and show some tenderness? That warm, sweet kiss makes Suga's heart ache in the same wonderful way and having their faces so close, Yuki's breath tickling his lips, is all the comfort he needs when Yuki pushes in further.]

A-ah... [He's already so much thicker than those fingers that the deep stretch briefly knocks the breath from Suga's lungs.] ... you're big...

[Admiration, excitement, fear, discomfort, they're all twisted and tied together in Suga's voice, but he keeps himself relaxed and open to the intrusion. He's safe. Every single part of Yuki obviously wants to hammer into him right now but he still won't. It's okay.

This time Suga tips his chin up to soothe Yuki with a gentle kiss, then slides his hands hands up and down Yuki's broad back.]

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