TsukiYama

So Easy (⚠️)

apologies for the late update, im in a fall sport so ive been busy

Before this new chapter in my life, I wanted to clarify a few things.

Yamaguchi and I had a talk, soon after we did the nasty for the first time. We agreed to use the "color system" for consent.

The color system went like this:

When one said "green," the other person could continue as they were.
When one said "yellow," the other person needed to slow down and ask what the current boundary was.
When one said "red," the other person needed to stop what they were doing altogether. They no longer consented to any acts.

(Asking for a color was encouraged, just in case one felt like the way they felt wasn't valid, or something.)

Usually the colors would be used by the person less in control, the more submissive one, for obvious reasons. But it put Yamaguchi at ease, and probably made him feel less weak, to know that I'd use them too. And I did plan on using them if needed, although I was sure he would use them way more often than I would, if I did at all.

Yamaguchi and I both said we would say a color whenever we felt the need to. We both cared for each other deeply, and never wanted something bad to happen to the other. We really did love each other.

That being said...

I slammed Tadashi against the door, then locked it, intentions clear to him. He winced at the contact, but still wore his stupid smirk.

"Acting like a brat, are you?" I questioned. I put my hand above his shoulder. He laughed through his nose.

"Maybe, but what'll you do about it?" He scoffed. "Give me a nice talking to?" He held his chin high as he did when he bothered me. That's how one could tell if he was nervous or not, excluding other body language, like how his face turned red.

"You'd like to know, wouldn't you?"

"I just don't think you'll do anything that's so bad.. In fact, I think I'll like it," he confidently remarked.

"Oh right, that little kink, your whole getting off on being vulnerable."

"No, that's not it," he dodged (poorly, might I add).

"Yeah? What is it then?"

He was silent for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something. "I-"

"Stop talking. It's getting sad."

"Obviously your dumbass couldn't get a clear picture." He flicked my head. I did see a slight flinch after he said that, wondering how I would react to his assertion.

My blood boiled, but I kept a straight face with a slight twitch in my lip. "Are you the same Tadashi that had to whisper in my ear," I leaned closer to him and put my lips up by his ear, "mm, like that, when he wanted me to fuck him, acting like a little whore for me?"

"I didn't say that's what I wanted you to do this time. I haven't said anything I wanted." His face turned slightly pink after the words left his mouth, but his expression stayed the same and only recoiled a little bit.

"What was it you did that same time? You were so red, so nervous. Do you remember? Remember how...how every time you did something different, you asked me first?"

Tadashi's face turned a more visible light pink, and his smirk left his face. I only saw a little, since my lips were still by his ear.

"You remember, right? Do you also remember-"

"Okay, this time I'm not asking." Tadashi pushed me back and made me lie down on his bed. He straddled my hips and grabbed the collar of my shirt. His lips were forced against mine.