Mayo ficlets von Toshi ================================================================================ Christmas pt2 ------------- Akio's family had a very western-style house, and there was a huge sofa in the living room, but Yosuke and Masaru were sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table. Actually, Masaru was sitting, his boyfriend was draped all over him, pressing his face into his chest and holding onto his sweater as if he would fall over if he didn't. They were both pretty hammered, red faces and slurry speech. Akio and his wife were actually sitting on their sofa, equally drunk, and it was the first time Masaru saw her not all stuck-up and strict. She was actually very fun to be around, he learnt. It had also been her idea to open the huge bottle of sake she got as a Christmas present from her aunt tonight, even if the boys weren't even of legal drinking age yet. The group of four had been playing some board games until everyone got too drunk to pay attention anymore and the whole thing had evolved into a laughing-at-everything-party. Somewhen after half past two in the morning Yoske had a hard time not to pass out on Masaru's shoulder. "Dont' you two want to go upstairs?" Akio suggested, especially looking at the redhead. "Yeah, you- you two go. Into Masa's room. We will take care. Of this." 'This' probably meant the chaos they had produced in the living toom with cushions scattered around the room and empty bags of snacks everywhere. 'This' could also mean something else entirely, judging by the glance Hana gave her husband. Masaru hurried to get up (and take Yosuke with him). Once the door to his room was closed, Masa found himself trapped between the wood and the heavy body of his boyfriend leaning onto him. Wait, no - he hold him in place? "What are you doing." "Masa, I love you." Before he could reply to that, a pair of lips crushed down on his own, clumsy but demanding. Yosuke tasted like alcohol (but Masaru did, too), and his skin was burning hot and his tongue found its way into the other's mouth and at this point Masa had given up and threw his sense of responsibility out the window. Could also be the alcohol speaking, though. He freed his hands with ease and ran them down Yosuke's back, let them sit at his hips, and slowly wormed their way up under his shirt. The other's pace was way faster and he got rid of Masaru's black sweater in a heartbeat and immediately began fumbling at his belt, too. Masaru panicked. "No, Yosuke, w-wait" He pushed the busy hands away from his crotch, voice jittery. "That... let's not do that." "But you're.." Yeah, he was rock hard, and a damn mess. "I know." Yosuke wasn't any better. "Then let's." He looked almost sheepishly to the side, and with his flushed face it was an unbearable sight. "I love you." Alright, that was it, he lifted the little bastard up by his thighs and carried him over to his bed, which creaked when they dropped on it. His heart was beating so fast. Their lips locked immediately and when Yosuke's hands came for his pants again, he let him. Meanwhile, he was busy unbuttoning Yosuke's shirt, leaving a trail of small kisses on his chest in the process. When he had gotten all the way down to the waistband, Yo whimpered. Smirk. "You alright?" "What a stupid question!" Masa said nothing to that and just undid the other's pants before pulling them down to his knees. The original goal had been to get rid of them entirely, but a pair of grabby hands pulled him up into another kiss before he could finish. Laying on top of his love like this, their skin touched (which was still unbelievably hot and he could feel Yosuke's heart throbbing against his chest) but more importantly, so did their crotches and now it was Masaru who couldn't hold his voice in. "You alright?" "Shut up." Taking advantage of being on top, Masa grinded into the other, gaining him a needy moan. Happy with the result he did it again, and again, making Yosuke writhe and gasp beneath him. "F-fuck" "Yeah, I'm on it" A light slap on his arm, then another moan. Masa was quick to seal his mouth with his own to at least muffle the noises a little. Meanwhile his hand made its way across Yosuke's sides, all the way down to his underwear and slowly slipped past it. Yosuke sighed into his mouth. "Oh gosh" "Shh" Masa carefully pulled out his erection, giving it a few strokes, making Yosuke have a hard time not to groan out loud. "No, what- what about you?" Masa had stopped moving his hips and was focusing on getting the other off, and apparently Yosuke had noticed and didn't want it that way. He began touching his boyfriend through the fabric of his boxers with shaky hands, making the other jittery in his own actions. Until Masaru shoved them away and worked his way out of the last piece of clothing he was wearing, grabbing both of their members and began pumping. A pair of hands nestled in his hair, pulling him down again for a kiss that lasted maybe a mere second, because Yosuke was gasping for air. Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, making his hair stick to his face, and they writhed and gasped in unision. "I love you so much." "I-" Before Masaru could finish his reply he came into his own hand, face pressed into the cushion next to Yosuke's head. He never ceased storking, thouh, and just moments later Yosuke grabbed at his hair and spilled all over the already existing mess, and Masa finally let go. They just laid there for a while, breathing heavily, skin cooling down, until Masaru reached for tissues in the bedside table. Yosuke let him go, reluctantly. They cleaned up, got halfway dressed again, and snuggled into the bed together. "Hey, you didn't finish what you were gonna say earlier." "What?" "Come on, you know." "I-..." Masaru got stuck there again for some reason. "I love you, Masa." He pressed his face into Yosuke's shoulder and murmured back: "I love you, too." Hosted by Animexx e.V. (http://www.animexx.de)