Guns and Roses [AU: Yusuke X Kurama]

[EDDE]

Relax, he said. Well it was hard when he couldn't see what was going on and was just left waiting to find out what was just going to happen. It wasn't like he didn't trust Kurama, it was just that he was a little anxious about the position he'd been placed in with what he was pretty sure he was about to do. And when that tongue laved over puckered ring, what he was sure he was about to do. It had been overly intense for him the last time he'd done it and now he was stuck in what felt like a way more compromising position for it this time. This gave cause for a light whimper to fall from his chest as he pressed his cheek back down into the mattress and pinched his eyes shut against what he thought would be an immediate onslaught.

What he got instead had the tension in his back loosening and a light groan bubbling in his chest. The invasion of the slick muscle had his cock throbbing but didn't put him into the frenzy he was remembering from before. It traced over his insides and it felt so damn good. He was surprised enough by the building pleasure to give off a soft, "fuck," as he did his best just to relax into the feeling despite his body's slight need to shift here and there.

 

[FavoredFox]

As praise for his compliance, Kurama released a muscular cheek from his hold to instead pet over Yusuke's inner thigh. While he spread the other cheek farther in order to delve his tongue in deeper, the fox lightly wrapped his long finger around the throbbing length. He offered it slow strokes, flicking his wrist at the peak of each to give the swollen glands a good rub. The movements of his hand were just as good as before, if not better, but he kept his hold light and sort of satisfying.

Kurama flattened his tongue to spread the small hole that much more, and mimicked the motions of his hand; rubbing up and down over Yusuke's prostate with little force, then rolled the tip of his tongue around that sensitive spot as his palm lightly rubbed over the head. He was going to show his boyfriend what it truly meant to be 'fucked.' As Yusuke would crudely put it.

 

[EDDE]

Lithe fingers sliding over his inner thigh had him quivering in anticipation, and groaning out his appreciation lightly as they wrapped around his length. The further invasion took his breath down to soft panting huffs as that hand started working at pulsing flesh. He closed his eyes and rested his chest against the mattress through his best attempt to relax into the light euphoria he was being provided, kneading lightly at the blanket under his own fingers just for something to do in order to keep himself from pulling away and pressing for more.

Something that was getting harder to do by the moment even when the attention to his prostate had him gasping lightly and pressing the side of his face harder against the bed in a slight coil for the spine tingling pleasure that rolled through him as it was paid attention. Partly because even though the attention was delicious, it was light and felt almost taunting. But mostly because part of it was being pulled away so shortly after being offered, which only made it feel moreso whether that was the case or not.

A frustrated whine bubbled from his chest. But he managed to keep himself in check in staying in place. Still, he couldn't stop himself from making the light complaint in the form of a pouted out, "Shuichi..."

Although, to be perfectly honest, he wasn't exactly sure which part of this he was asking to fix at the moment. He was simply frustrated.

 

[FavoredFox]

A light chuckle vibrated his tongue as Kurama pulled it free. He took a moment to wipe his chin with the back of his clean hand. "I know, Yusuke," he offered in an amused, but soothing tone. "Wait for me just a bit longer." The fox picked up the discarded lube, and had to release the detective's hard-on in order to unscrew the cap.

The slick, lightly scented oil was liberally poured down the crack of Yusuke's ass. He caught some in his left hand before again taking hold of his boyfriend's shaft. He didn't bother screwing the cap back on. He simply reached over to place it on the side table before keeling upright and running his fingers over the puckered hole. "If it helps. Think of this as a learning experiance," he offered in a playful purr.

 

[EDDE]

Kurama pulled away and that made him want to whine even more. He didn't this time. Mostly because the other was speaking and he didn't want to miss what he said. It wasn't an instruction on his plan though. It was an attempt to placate him.

It might not have worked as well if he wasn't distracted by the odd sensation of the oil being drained on him in that way. He couldn't see what was going on and even though it had a light smell he was still reminded of Shuichi's tendency to leak as he sat over him like that. The thought had him shivering all over again. That, and the grip that was retaken on him and skilled fingers teasing at an entry made him lose his sight completely, his eyes fluttering shut and an uneven breath escaping his chest as he visibly calmed at the advice.

"Yeah..." Although he did tense a bit in anticipation of what would come next. He squeezed at the edge pillow that had found his grasp through that need of his to fidget. He doubted thinking of it like that would help, but he was damn willing to try it out. After all, Yusuke might be getting better at this every minute, but Kurama was still the one who knew how to do it all.