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Yes Please (EDDE)

Whether he'd noticed Kurama flinching against him or not could be left to question. But it hadn't stopped him from going on even as he paused to watch the shift quietly for a moment, taking in the sight. His plan to tell Kurama he could clean up after was foiled as the man began the process first, but didn't stop that continuance fully. He didn't mind him taking on the task first in fact, because he had no problem watching the eager attempt.

A pleased hum rolled from his chest as the hand that had been about to pull back into that hair did so and offered the pet he didn't entirely realize was being sought previously as that devious tongue devoured his release. "That's right. Be a good boy and eat it all up," he growled out happily.

A deep set shiver rolled through him as the redhead moved on after barely finishing his first task. The eye full he'd been appreciating previously tugged a sharp fray into his nerves and a guttural moan from his chest.

Petting fingers curled in red locks while the others tangled into the fabric of the blanket. It wasn't just the sight of the overly eager action that attacked him to his very core as he gobbled him up so readily either. The sounds of the lustrous man's mouth as it slicked over his cock hit him just as hard. While his boyfriend had been over zealous with this action before, what he'd called sloppy previously was nothing compared to this.

If it weren't for the fact that the sudden change was consuming him so fully he might have been more humiliated for the delicious ache it pulled up in him so quickly than he ever was for when those damned words got the best of him. It caused curled fingers to knead against unprotected hair. It caused him to coil a bit bodily against the onslaught that had him drawing so quickly to an end that he had to fight it just to get a few good moments of wanting pleasure first. And it caused a sharp string of cusses that were laden with harsh breaths and the human name that fell from his lips so easily.

The cussing quieted and his breath picked up; pausing abruptly for seconds at a time and pulling sharp whimpers from his chest as he attempted to hold out. But he was no match for Kurama in the best of times. And this was not the best circumstance for it at all. Once again he lost that grip on himswlf and let off a heavy whine as relief forced itself on him.
 
Long fingers curled against Yusuke's lower back, his fingertips digging in hard enough to scrape the skin with his nails. He would have moaned if his mouth was free, but all the fox could do was double his efforts. Shuichi turned his head to twist his lips around the shaft with each bob of his head, sucking so strongly his cheeks hollowed; and when the string of curses slowed down Kurama took him down to the hilt. He swallowed around the sheathed cock, milking it with practiced ease.

Shuichi didn't pull away until he knew Yusuke was spent; then, he allowed the softened shaft to leave his lips with a wet pop. When green eyes fell on chocolate brown they were bright and happy. The mess of drool over his mouth didn't take away from the jovial smile on his lips. He was still throbbing hard, still desperate for a touch, but he didn't care because...

"Was I a Good Boy, Yusuke?" He asked in a voice so innocently sweet it was strange for the situation. Or perhaps it was perfect for it.
 
He caught his breath faster than he thought he would honestly, but that could have been due to a rather natural reaction he tended to have when meeting such an uncouth finish. The redhead pulled away and there was an instant pout that touched his lips. It accompanied a deep heat over his face.

But he wasn't upset. He was prepared; prepared for something that didn't happen. He was obviously getting used to being teased for the particular issue he had when it came to his vixen's prowess. Because that was what he was expecting. It was never cruel and usually served him with a bit of an extra thrill, but it was still somewhat embarrassing.

What he got instead loosened pouting lips into a light pinch and had chocolate eyes blinking widely a couple times. Kurama didn't act like this; not that he knew of anyway. But it wasn't like he could say he didn't like it or anything. Actually, it was insanely enthralling.

And it had him recognizing that they were playing in a totally different forum than they usually did. His fox was unprotected; vulnerable. Even though they'd established this previously and he'd thought he'd understood it at the time, it was at this point that he was getting a better view of things.

A soft huff that came with a light chuckle relaxed his features all over again. With a change in warmth that drew in to chocolate eyes and a gentle smile Yusuke loosened the grips of each hand respectively. While the one atop his head didn't pull away this time, it did return to it's gentle petting he had wanted to keep up much longer than he'd been able to previously.

The other one lifted and pulled back to take a light grasp of Kurama's wrist. "Yea, a real good boy," he offered tenderly. "You're doing great." The tug to that wrist was gentle, but insistent. "But you ain't done yet. So I'm gonna help out this time."
 
His smile was small but brilliant as his shoulders hunched and he looked up at his lover through his bangs. The gentle petting to his head could be felt throughout his body. Again he shivered, and again he moaned under the simple pleasure. "I'm happy," he replied, his smile growing despite his attempt to keep it contained. Those two words brought out something in him that was deeply ingrained; a carnal pleasure that had been denied for far too long. "I want to be good for you."

The light tug had Kurama releasing his hold in order to slide up his lover's body until he could nuzzle into the crook of his neck. "Please help me Yusuke," he mewled. "Please make me cum."
 
Geez, even now he felt like he was being assaulted by every little thing the redhead was doing. Then again it was pretty new, and fit his features so damn well it was crazy. And he couldn't help but revel in it; knowing it wasn't going to last forever. After all, their game would have to end eventually.

But he didn't need to think about that right now. Besides. He liked this version of Shuichi alot, but he liked the normal one too. Although at the moment it was hard to tell which he liked more. That was probably more due to his inability to multitask than anything. How could he focus on thinking about what he was like normally other than in passing comparison if he was being faced with what he was like now so adamantly?

Hell, how could he focus on anything while he was being told such pretty things?

The tug he'd been giving continued and supported his fox in sitting up to join him. Then it joined the other in wrapping around his shoulder and offering a pet between the blades just as gentle as the one still being offered to his hair. Though both paused in their hold against the sweet whine that tugged at all the right strings to hit him the hardest.

"Mph." Okay, that was way prettier. Through a lengthy shiver he didn't let the redhead go, stuck offering that hug with the bit of tensity the beautiful request garnered. It touched on the protective nature that had already started rearing its head since his realization. And God did that tone tickle his ears.

"What did I just say?" The question was a little quirky as he asked it, but still perfectly warm. After all, he had just said he would. Then again, he knew that was what brought on the delicious request in the first place.

The movement was as quick as it was soft. In a moment the redhead was leaned against and pressed into the fabric of the bed. "There we go," he added cheerily through the pause he took to look him over. As close as he was in doing so, he was able to lean in for a quick peck before reaching down and sliding the slacks right off him.

And again he paused; mostly so he could look over his now unpackaged prize. But also because it was a good opportunity to ask another question. That was basically the name of the game after all. So he leaned back down again, not having lost his position all that much in the first place. He couldn't hide the bit of a devious smirk that rolled over his lips. But in a way it almost served as a warning toward that coming question just as it had before. "So how do you want it?"
 
Finding himself on his back against the mattress, Kurama released his hold around Yusuke's neck to allow his hands to rest at his sides. One of those little squeaks that Yusuke enjoyed squeezed from the fox's throat. The dark pants were tugged down his legs quickly and easily. It pulled his needy manhood down, then released it to slap hard against the buttoned shirt. The ridged length was firmly curved and desperately throbbing. The head was a pretty purple hue and soaking wet.

Kurama shut his eyes and bit his lip, a little spurt of clean precum the reaction to the question. "Yusuke," he gasped softly, the beginning of a struggle that usually lasted all game long. Swollen lips pulled into a firm line, and for several seconds he seemed he might refuse. "Yusuke," he started again, forested eyes meeting chocolate once more. "Fuck me with your tongue?"
 
A huff barred the raven haired man's chest as he looked over his redhead all over again. Throbbing and leaking, eyes closed and lips pressed together tightly. He could see the fight in him. It focused his eyes sharply down on his mate in wonder of whether or not he would give in.

It was difficult for Kurama to drudge up such vulgarities. But Yusuke knew; he was trying to be a good boy, and the former detective had all but asked for it. But honestly he didn't expect him to be able to make it there quite so quickly even after the delicious tease of it he'd offered before.

So when it happened a thrilled little growl rumbled through his chest, and slid into a happy moan as he leaned down and cleaned the vulgar words from his lips with a slow swipe of his tongue. "Only cause you asked so nice," he mentioned warmly. He kissed those lips as well, but pulled away with a tug of his teeth as he moved to adjust himself lower.

He paused on the way however, unable to simply move on by the beautifully adorned and painful looking cock as he passed it. "Hm~ But look at the mess you're making now," he teased through that little growl of his. It wasn't a complaint.

"I could help..." It would be sensitive. He knew as much. Hell, the attention he had to offer it, or too much of it anyway, could push him over without him getting to the task at hand first. But dammit, he couldn't help himself. Leaning down he gripped the organ carefully and drew his tongue up the underside smoothly. A low groan rolled past his lips as he savored his fox's flavor. In a way he couldn't possibly put to words, even that sensation had changed for the 'new him'. Although he had an inkling that it might have something to do with the amazing change in his scent since then.

A taste wasn't enough to pacify him. It was enough, however, to allow him to pull away. If he didn't, more attention would surely push the poor man over the edge. And he really didn't want that yet. While it was still difficult, he knew that if he waited he'd have more of a prize to look forward to. If he messed with him like this more, he'd get it, but not the way he wanted. It was with a wanting groan for the loss that he pulled away and continued his decent.

As he moved, strong and gentle hands gripped his fox's thighs a little above the knee. Lifting and tugging his legs apart just a bit allowed him to nestle in his spot without exposing him completely. If he'd done that, he might not have been able to stop. And the pauses were helping him maintain a thin string of control over himself. Chocolate eyes rolled over his beautifully flushed, wonderfully lost lover. There was no helping the question after lowering himself until he was barely in view from his position. "You want it now?" The sultry tease had more than that purpose, but he wouldn't care if it weren't seen that way.
 
Guilt washed over him as it always did following the use of such strong vulgarities. 'Good boy' Shuichi would never say such things; however, at the moment, being good meant he had to speak them. It was a conundrum that was soothed by a sweet tongue, and washed away by the kiss he was given in reward. Shuichi moaned, following after the tugging teeth to get the kiss back; but relaxed against the blankets once more as his lover made his decent. It had his heart racing all over again. In fact it was dizzying.

"Don- Mn!" Yusuke's hot breath over his desperate length was maddening. His toes curled and his back arched, the fox quickly covered his mouth and tensed his entire form as that same sweet tongue dragged tortuously up his shaft. Kurama found himself so close to the edge it hurt; but he managed to hold it back. Yusuke moved on and the redhead was quivering, hand falling from his mouth. Long legs eagerly spread and lifted, his hips rolling for more attention. "Yes please," he squeaked, head tilting back. He couldn't look. If he did he wouldn't be able to hold back the climax that was already right there.

Kurama reached down and grasped himself. Not to stroke, of course. Giving himself pleasure without permission was not something a good boy would do; however, he hoped that gripping his own shaft at the base as tightly as he could stand would be okay. The fox would not be robbed of the delicious ecstasy he'd just earned himself, by ejaculating the moment Yusuke's tongue touched him.
 
Shuichi was so close he could smell it... well, okay, so that was a little redundant. It would be to say he was so close he could taste too, as his taste was still thrilling his tongue at the moment. Regardless, he could tell pretty easily. And the adorable whine only helped.

He hadn't lost sight of him completely just yet. So he caught a glimpse of the redhead taking grip of himself. Actually that was a great idea... except maybe for one thing. They hadn't done this a whole lot because it seemed to be received much better for him when they refrained between sessions. Or maybe it was that it was too good already. He couldn't remember right now.

That wasn't the point anyway. The point was that even though they hadn't done it that much, they'd done it enough for him to recognize a rather specific reaction that fell over the redhead when they did.

If Shuichi were to lose tensity in him as much as he did usually, he wasn't going to be able to hold himself back. So as the former detective lowered himself and offered a few tentative licks to that pucker while using one hand to expose it to himself, the other slithered up and took a light hold of his fox's hip; left there in promise of offering as much if the older teen couldn't hold it up. And he kept his attention placed on the man even though he couldn't see him fully as he niggled that tongue inside.
 
The moment Yusuke's tongue touched him his head rolled back and his lips parted. The whine that came from the fox was long and high pitched; but, airy and wavering. The little pucker clenched and relaxed with every swipe of the slick muscle, then went lax the moment it wiggled its way in. "Yus-" The man's name painted his reddened lips as that rather specific reaction took hold. Despite his best efforts, Kurama went limp against the bed and Yusuke's supportive hand. Wobbling howls filled the air; and the hand that had been gripping the base of his cock lost its strength.

Shuichi really did make the best faces during this particular act. His tongue hung out, his eyes crossed and rolled; this time it was tinged with a fair amount of distress. "N-no, Yusuk- Ngh!" The man's tongue just barely brushed along his inner walls and the orgasm he'd been valiantly fighting back erupted. Shuichi's back arched up off the bed as he howled; one hand twisting in the blanket, and the other wrapped around, but no longer touching his pulsating member as it bounced and throbbed for attention. Be a Good Boy.

The button down shirt was splattered with his seed, and he even managed to get a fair amount on his face. The redhead's toes spread then curled, and when he went limp again the whining became whimpering. "I'm sorry," he murmured. It started out with a little quiver. "I'm sorry Yusuke," which became shivers, then full on shaking. "Forgive me, I could not stop it."
 
Damn it all if he hadn't gotten caught up in the delicious changes he could feel, and the bit he could see, happening in his fox. But instead of being used to catch when the redhead lost hold of himself he'd allowed it to start to drown him again.

The spewed attempt to tell him it was to much snapped him out of it. The reaction was instant. And the supportive hold on his hip shifted quickly in attempt of saving the blunder. But he missed. He missed when he'd been so ready before.

So as strong fingers wrapped around his shaft, instead of taking a sharp grip the hold was firm but allowing. And even though kurama's hand remained slightly in the way it didn't stop him from milking the release out of him fully. It also didn't stop the invading tongue from offering generous attention to the walls and convulsing ring of muscle surrounding it to aid in that milking. What it did stop him from doing was seeking out his prostate to offer any sweet pressure there.

The apologies that followed didn't stop the stroke of that hand in disallowance of any deflation from the happy organ. But as they went on his fox's distress did force a change. He couldn't help it. He never could when it came to that. The need to comfort his stresses was too much.

So he pulled back from the attention to the wanting pucker. Licking his lips, he sat up a bit so he could look into those distressed eyes and offer a strong stare to support their fall. "Cut it out." The words might have come out a bit more gruff than he meamt, but that wasn't actually pointed at his vulnerable human.

But he did notice it, and it pulled a change into his stare that softened it immensely. And still he hadn't ceased stroking. "It's my fault, not yours," he offered to explain the previous snap. "I knew it was gonna happen but I let myself get distracted instead of helping. And that's what I'm supposed to be doing right now."

He smiled and scooted closer, stroking hand only abandoning its post to support the move in lifting the fox's hips up higher and hooking his legs over his shoulders. It wouldn't do a whole lot, or even a little really, to help his view when he decided to go back to work; but it might help him concentrate a little better with the weight of it. Plus, he'd have an even larger area he'd have to clean up this way. Although it stood to reason that the bit of mess already on the fox's face was what brought on the idea.

With the position switched he returned to the gentle stroking that had already hardened that shaft as needed previously. "Since it's my fault," he added warmly, a bit cheerily. "I'm gonna do it again. And right this time." He tilted his head down to offer a tentative licking over that pucker to get his point across without question. Then smiled down on his redhead all over again upon pulling back to land his eyes on emerald pools once more. "Sound good?"
 
Kurama's mouth snapped shut and his lips pursed together tightly at the command. For a moment he looked hurt and confused; but, Yusuke's warm smile softened his features and soothed his shaking until the only shivers left came from the steadily stroking hand. The previously aching shaft was returning to its normal fleshy pink, and had ceased its leaking for the moment. Shuichi's lust was satiated enough to allow him some form of thought. The fears that had left him shaking just moments ago was humorous in its absurdity, and he had to consciously stop himself from apologizing all over again.

Resting both arms on the bed again, he pushed against it to help Yusuke move him how ever he pleased. The fox bent his knees to press his heels into his lover's shoulder blades. "Oh yes," he groaned, head tilting back as he was given another wonderful lick. "Yes that sounds absolutely wonderful," Kurama agreed with an eager roll of his hips. "Thank you."
 
Yusuke's reply started as a warm hum and rolled into a soft chuckle. "Well it's only fair," he offered lightly at the odd gratitude. Well actually that gratitude wasn't exactly odd anymore. It was something he'd gotten quite used to over their time spent together, and wasn't really attributed to this new forum they were exploring together. Kurama had sleeked himself out into a shape of his former self. And in a weird way it was relieving.

That wasn't to say he wasn't enjoying this new play; quite the contrary actually. But being able to see that the fox he knew was still inside the incredibly meek creature he'd just spent his time with made him feel exponentially better. Even if it was just a little peek.

Confidence he hadn't realized had been in jeopardy previously was restored. And while he recognized it, he didn't allow himself to dwell on it. It was something that could be held off for later. Because right now he had a job to do; the right way.

Without further preamble he dove back to work, offering just one more tentative lick over the tight pucker in allowance. While he might have just delved in under different circumstances, a warning for his still vulnerable mate felt appropriate for the moment. But after that the sleek muscle slipped right past the opposing ring. And while he'd had the thought to warn him of the intrusive action previously, a devious want hit him hard enough that he couldn't help but follow through with it. While his tongue roamed inner walls on its path to its destination, that path was set on a direct assault on his prostate.

It might be a little cruel for how sudden it was, but not cruel enough that he'd feel bad about it. The assault consisted of a few light flicks that was followed by a steady, heavy pressure that had him lapping over that bundle of nerves in the same devious form that the thought had struck him in. But nearly as quickly as he offered it, he pulled it away as well and returned to massaging the walls surrounding it. After all, he didn't want to make the same mistake twice.
 
Hot, shaky breathes raised and lowered his chest. Anticipation had him burning all over again, but the haze of lust continued to fade. That was the purpose after all, wasn't it? To bring him back to his correct state of mind before Yusuke tore him back down. "Ah! Mnn." Shuichi bit down on his lower lip and shifted his arms until he could grasp the fabric on either side of his head. His face contorted and his body twisted in bliss. It had him whimpering and mewling all over again; but this time, he didn't fight it.

The tongue massaged him just right, and that jumping crackle in his throat that made the vulpine sound of gekkering was willingly allowed free. It turned into a yelp, and the pliant demon humped his hips instinctively as stars crossed his vision. They left far too quickly, but the fox simply panted and mewled in obedient pleasure.
 
It was perfect. That beautiful pliancy Shuichi fell into under this sort of treatment was enough to send all the best, worst tingling chills zinging through his body and pooling in his groin. He felt and heard the shift in position. And while his view was partially blocked, he could see enough with the change he'd made previously to tell exactly how his redhead was displayed for him.

This too incited the best of reactions from him bodily. But he'd been right in his assumption previously. The literal added weight on his shoulders helped to remind him to keep his head and push away every instinct within him that battered and barreled a want to switch this from fucking him with his tongue to simply fucking him properly into the damned mattress and right up the wall.

The animalistic noise Shuichi tended to hold back so often was music to his ears. So much so that it might have brought about a happy hum if not for the fact that he was hit with the need to carefully keep his contact just as heavily as he'd attacked in the same moment. He did keep it. And he found himself pleased all over again with the noise that followed.

In fact, because of it that hum he hadn't been able to get out previously found it's way over the gently progressing organ. And as it vibrated his vocal chords it did the same for the invading tongue. It was hard not to fall all over again, but he was being careful. Careful to pet and tickle and tease over every inch he could reach. Careful to add sporadic, pointed pressure to his prostate in a way that caused a gradual rise instead of a sudden jump.

Each time he pushed him closer with that rise it had his mind running rampant. And while he was still keeping his head despite that his own need was growing stronger through his intent as well. He shifted slightly and pressed his thighs together, small movements offering bits of relief he could handle against a growing urge he wasn't all that used to pushing on himself while gaining it from his counterpart in this sense.

But he didn't allow it to overwhelm him. He did, however, allow the deep, warm moans the harsher rises in his own excitement bubbled within his chest. Not only did it serve the purpose of enhancing the touch of an invading tongue, he knew beyond all reason that it would tickle sensitive ears just as perfectly as Shuichi's noises were doing for his own.

All the while that stroking hand kept a perfect cadence in it's gentle attention. Offering any more to the sensitive organ would push too hard on the slow rise and eventual fall he was working at. And lessening it would throw off a learned balance that would be difficult to find again without pulling away from one or both of their pleasure.
 
Shuichi's back rose and fell with the constant rolling pleasure. Yusuke's tongue pet him in all the right ways, petting over the sensitive walls and pushing into his prostate in a way that made his shaft jump in Yusuke's hand. Trying to relax, the fox shut his eyes and and calmed his breathing as much as possible; but he still lost his breath with lovely moans and sharp gasps. To the man's credit, he rode the rolling of his orgasm as it lifted and backed away time and time again; but of course, even the best of pets could become impatient.

In contrast to the deliciously eager creature he'd become moments ago, the fox let out a snarl. His hips bucked in building frustration and before he could stop himself, his lover's name was snapped. "Yusuke!" Came the growl and an ordered, "Cease your dawdling at once."
 
He'd gone too fast at first. This he knew; or at least things had gone too quickly. But now, to be told he was going too slow was somewhat frustrating. His attempts weren't to hold back or cause his lover more stress. He had, in fact, been working at a slow build with a beautiful reprieve. It was a treat after all. But Shuichi wasn't taking his treat very graciously.

They had started their game in this odd forum. And even though the hissing of his name and growl in Kurama's tone was comforting in that same way glimpsing his better nature just before had been, they were still within that realm. He hadn't been working at stressing him further. But the redhead was supposed to be trying to be good.

And good boys didn't make demands. It called for a punishment. And even though he was a little shakey about putting his sweet human back in to his previous state, he was willing to follow through. After all, he'd promised to do his best.

It was with a short pause of debate on how to proceed, and a devious hum holding a negative statement in it that followed, that he did do his best to follow through.

As had been demanded, he ceased his dawdling. Learned tongue was put to work with all the skill and strength it had earned itself both during these times and not. The gentle rolling treatment was lost to an assault quite similar to that which he had started this round with; swift flicks followed by heavy, near grooming licks over that bundle of nerves. However as punishment for the opposing behaviour, stroking hand ceased its movement as well in order to grip tightly at the base to prevent the particular outcome that would derive from that treatment. Denying the fox's orgasm wouldn't be the most difficult thing he had to do either. He was pretty sure the difficult part would be witnessing the reaction to it and having to remain stern should the need arise.
 
With vulpine grace the fox arched, and rolled back his head with a blissful howl. Shuichi's toes curled tightly, his fingers twisted in the blanket, and his breath came in ragged pants. This very well could be his favorite sexual deviancy. It never failed to have the redhead squirming and moaning; and now was no exception. Yusuke had studied his body, and knew just where to lick and poke and roll his tongue. The man's name became an ecstatic mantra as that slow build became a fast track to nirvana... Except.

"Don't!" The voice was yelped and Kurama squirmed in Yusuke's hold as if to get away. Deceptively dainty fingers grasped at the former detective's wrist, trying to tug away that denying grasp. Perhaps if he'd had any strength left he would have been able to budge his lover's hold. As it was, the invading tongue was playing a masterful symphony across his prostate. "I'm sorry," he whimpered, hips still reflexively rolling.

Shuichi released feral canine whines and shut his eyes tightly. His whole body tensed. "I'm sorry," he tried again, balls pulling up tightly to his body. "Please let me cum!"
 
Yusuke took a firm grip on Kurama's thigh, pressing it down against his shoulder to steady it through the writhing that was taking place. It wasn't to stop him from doing so, but to make sure he could maintain his connection. I fact, it barely impeded the movement at all. If his managed to wriggle away from his like this he'd have no one to blame but himself.

Relief washed over the demon in waves as Shuichi's tone changed. He'd never been all that great at causing his boyfriend stress purposefully. Not in this way anyway. And whenever he did he had a horrible habit of trying to fix it rather quickly. But the redhead calmed from his demanding nature and turned to pleading fast. And he was grateful for that.

The firm grip on his cock loosened as the former detective gave off a pleased hum. It returned to its stroking, and the invading tongue continued it's restless assault. Shuichi would be allowed to cum. And Yusuke would continue his attack until he'd milked him dry of the release he was craving.

The instance brought about a new understanding for him though; or rather a recognition of something he'd already known but hadn't taken into consideration upon accepting his task previously. And it was one he would voice to his mate to be sure he understood his position as well once his mouth was free again. It was something that might go without saying really, but he needed to make sure they were on the same page. After all, if he were to have difficulties with this that weren't made clear, it could give cause for even more distress. And this sort of distress could bring them both down.
 
The writhing came to a very abrupt halt when the grip loosened and became the generous stroking he needed. Already so close it wasn't long before the fox reached his peak. His hand still grasped Yusuke's wrist tightly; but, his arm was lax to allow him full mobility. He just needed to hold on. Shuichi released a familiar howl, his orgasm visibly rolled through his body, and his legs curled tightly over Yusuke's shoulders.

Their position had his seed landing over his face and still clothed chest. As the high began to fade, the fox grew weak in his lover's hold. "Thank you," he panted softly. "Forgive me. I momentarily forgot my place." He sounded genuine, and the guilty look once more crossed his features; but he wasn't flinching away.
 
He was eager, and fully pleased as his fox met his release. While he'd been willing to do so, he hadn't actually wanted to stop him from getting it. At the same time, he'd known that if it had come to that he could still make up for it. Now though, none of it matter because that part was over with and Shuichi's beautiful cry was ringing in his ears so nicely.

Though he had another problem he'd have to deal with. But it was one he knew he could. While pleasing his mate he'd been inadvertently forcing a harsh issue upon himself. And he'd gotten himself so caught up in paying attention to his squirmy human that he hadn't realized how far he'd pushed it upon himself. When the scent and sound of his lover's release hit him squarely and nearly forced him to cum through the bit of stimulation he'd been putting on himself he faltered slightly.

It didn't stop him from carrying Shuichi through his release though. And it also didn't stop him from offering that warm look down on his apologetic redhead as he pulled away upon offering a grooming lick for the bit of mess he'd made.

Yusuke licked his lips and used the thumb of the hand near his face holding that thigh to swipe across his chin under his lower lips. There was certainly a chance that, like when Kurama got his 'favorite treat' as it had been called before, in that moment the former detective might have resembled a well fed cat before purely for the treat he'd just received. He did tend to feed so well off Shuichi's pleasure after all. "We're past that already."

He was careful as he lowered the man, chocolate eyes not moving from forest as he slid him down his body and rested him on his lap. The sweet look he tended to have usually said enough, but that didn't mean he wouldn't have something to add to it. Despite how well the raven haired demon could hold a grudge, it was incredibly simple for him to forgive as well. Besides. Kurama had already apologized previously. And his acceptance of that had come in the form of allowing him to get what he wanted.

The pressure of the redhead's lower half in his lap was almost painful. Not for the weight of it, but for the sensitivity he was still feeling himself. But he'd resolved himself to deal with that already. And though it gave cause for a heavy groan to roll past his lips, he slipped himself out from under him. "But since I ain't dawdling anymore, I think its time to put those pretty bracelets on you. After all, I still gotta clean up. And I think I might wanna take my time."
 
As the haze of lust lifted his breath evened out, and the glaze in his eyes was replaced by their usual intelligent sharpness. "The sentiment remains," he replied while watching his lover lick his lips like a pleased cat. He was lowered, and the fox pushed himself up onto his hands to be at eye level with the former detective. The painful erection would have been given some lovely pressure, but Yusuke pulled out from under him, and Shuichi sat up fully.

Mention of the 'bracelets' had his heart thumping again, and the color to return to his pale cheeks. "Would you allow me to choose the position?" Shuichi started, already shifting to kneel on the bed; legs spread and his backside cradled in the curve of his ankles. "For the time being, I believe this will be most comfortable for me. If it pleases you, of course."

Kurama held his hands behind his back and tilted his head down in a submissive posture. "I will work harder at holding my tongue, should I become impatient once again."
 
He didn't touch again on the 'sentiment' since he'd already addressed it. Curiosity filled his features as Shuichi sat up though. And he was kind of glad he'd pulled away. He might be able to handle his affliction as it sat, but it would be really hard to with the lovely redhead moving about over it. And there was an air he needed to maintain through this as well.

"Ah," the small noise was made purely for his remembrance. "Sorry, but hang on."

He leaned forward, pecking those plush lips and offering a reassuring smile for his interference. "I forgot I wanted ta talk to you about something first."

Peeking over, he picked up the cuffs where they lie beside the bag, but he didn't make the move to hook them on. Instead one hand gripped them lightly through the rungs while the other lifted and supported his redhead at the base of his skull.

"So I was thinking." That was never a good idea. And when the Hell did he have time to think? And why was he asking himself that when he already knew the answer full well?

As he spoke, he began meticulously grooming away the mess on his face through small pauses, support remaining against the base of his skull and offering a gentle massage of fingers in his hair. "I dunno how good I'd be at tearing you down... I'm already not good at seeing you down... And I sure as Hell ain't good at doing that on purpose... And I really don't like to see you hurt."

He paused in his grooming, partially because he'd done his job, but mostly because he needed to look into those eyes he loved so much. He leaned forward and pressed their foreheads together, unable to help but nuzzle at the redhead's nose purely out of habit for the warmth it put in his chest when it was done to him. He'd adopted quite a few habits from his redhead, canine and otherwise. "I guess I'm kinda worried." Scared. It wasn't a word he tended to use easily. "I really don't wanna hurt you. Not in any way."

His lips pinched together and pulled to the side a bit as chocolate eyes drifted downward. The look was derived from a need to think on how to place his words properly rather than a pout. And amazingly, despite the fact that he was now staring down on the last of the mess he should finish cleaning up, he didn't let himself get fully distracted. Besides. It was a good excuse not to have to look at him while admitting as much.

"I don't just mean cause you got rid of your plants." In fact, he wasn't entirely sure those plants wouldn't do what they needed to if his fox were in enough duress. He'd seen it before. He didn't know exactly how it worked, but he was pretty sure Kurama didn't have to be all that close to them to get them to help him out.

Finally, he decided. "I dunno how to say what I'm trying to say. But what if I can't get you there?" Maybe that was enough. Whether he was strong enough to push this on his lover or not, he could only hope Kurama understood what he was trying to get across. Because he was pretty damn sure he didn't have the words for it.

To allow his fox a chance to speak over his innate ability to ramble on, Yusuke repositioned himself and lowered his face to his lover's lap. There, he busied his mouth with cleaning every bit of skin that was marred by their activities. If he had something to stop him from interrupting, maybe Kurama could come up with a solution. He was really good at that after all.
 
Surprise colored his features and his posture straightened just before their lips touched in a quick kiss. "Alright," he agreed with a slight nod. The fox changed his position slightly to be more comfortable than presentable. His eyes fluttered shut as the man cupped the back of his head and began a well received grooming. Just as always, he listened closely to the former detective's quandaries; and just as always, he pieced together the scattered thoughts. A pang of guilt was expertly hidden away from view, and when chocolate eyes met his they were warm and affectionate.

How selfish he'd been. Focusing on the fear of rejection and truth, he'd completely neglected Yusuke. The man was wildly protective, so he should have thought on how this task would effect him. Shuichi returned the nuzzling and managed to capture another kiss before he descended to clean off the rest of him. He lifted his hand and rested it on the slicked, raven hair to offer it a soothing pet. "Yusuke," he started. "You are not hurting me." His tone was gentle, but pointed. "Quite the contrary, in fact." Kurama cleared his throat and tried not to look as embarrassed as he would soon be. "Things such as that can be... enjoyable. On rare occasions." He added a clear emphases. He would not put up with denial on a regular basis.

"As for whether or not you have the capability to weaken my defenses, I have no doubt that you do." His fingers gently scratched at the man's scalp, keeping him at his lap once he'd been cleaned. "Though, if you did, you would bare witness to grief, pain, and fear both past and present. Old wounds would be opened, and you would be there to aid in my healing." That thought was left to sit for several moments before the fox coerced the Mazuko to look up at him. "However," he continued with a worried expression of his own. "The proper question is, 'Do you want to?' I have no desire to see you distress either."
 
Honestly, Yusuke probably didn't even understand how this task would effect him. The fact that he was uncomfortable had little do with being able to physically hurt Kurama; though it was most likely there for the trust he'd demonstrated. If it were, he didn't realize. The hurt he was worried about had to do with what it would take to bring his boyfriend down to the level needed to reveal such things about himself. And, more importantly, what Kurama would face in doing so.

But his incredibly intelligent companion recognized that he'd even had a bit of issue with holding him back just a moment before. Whereas Yusuke hadn't even taken that into consideration. And while he was delighting in his task of cleaning his fox and savoring his taste, he was submitted to a few words that struck home in a way he couldn't have comprehended in the first place.

To be told that he would be the one who would drudge up feelings and insecurities was worrisome. But to also be told that he would be the one who needed to be there for him to tug him from any despair he might be facing and comfort him back to himself was... He didn't have a word for it.

It was great though, that much he knew. And there was no way he could deny his want to be able to do that for him. He would be given Shuichi's, Kurama's, everything even if it were bit by bit. And he would be there to help him pick up the pieces it might leave him in afterward. It was so great that it brought a knot to his throat just thinking about it.

When the former detective's face was guided up it probably looked ridiculous. He just couldn't help it. And not just because it had become so easy to show off his better, more hidden nature to his boyfriend. And it was his better nature. Not the cooky attitude and boundless cockiness he usually showered on. But the heavy blubber that had crossed his face was almost silly in this context. "Mmhm," he managed as he sat up to join the man near eye level.

"I wanna," he added. Although he wasn't able to elaborate for the strong forced attempt his body made at offering a sob that was just as ridiculous.

He managed to hold it back entirely. And with a sharp sniffle he also managed to calm his features and the heavy lump of sand in his throat. "It's gonna be hard for both of us though I think."

Huffing a sigh he leaned forward and gently pushed the redhead's arms back to guide them behind his back at his own pace. He pressed their lips together, and tilted his head just enough to seal them together for a nice strong kiss. It was somewhat innocent for his lack of a usual attempt to slither his tongue inside and lap at the roof of Shuichi's mouth. But he let it last a good long moment, bathing in the closeness of it.

When he pulled away it was only slightly... Although that was mostly because he needed that particular closeness to envelope his fox's wrists with the cuffs. The click of the latching mechanisms were slow, his movement precise as he added a thought to the previous one. "But we're gonna be doing it together. That always makes us stronger."
 
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