Yu's POV:
His lips gently rub against my own, giving into the temptation.
He opens his mouth slightly before getting more desperate.
He starts to bite my lip, and I chuckle a little, diving my tounge through his teeth.
He giggles, grabbing hold of my neck.
I hold his waist as he pulls his body further onto mine until I'm on the ground.
He doesn't stop, though.
He kisses me harder, each breath between shortening. Even when he gasps for air.
I try my hardest not to wince at the pain, but he quickly backs up when he senses something is wrong.
I like that.
He always needs confirmation to pull back in, and I always give him it.
"It's a little hot in here," I whisper. "Why don't you take off your shirt?"
He pauses for a moment before agreeing.
His chest is a little toned and clean-shaven. I find it cute, so I chuckle a little.
"Shut up," he says, into my mouth.
I hold his arm he's using to hover over me with, and pull it to my heart.
It's beating rapidly. I know he can feel it, too.
He smiles some more, getting lower down with every kiss.
"I want," he breathes. "You to..." He pauses. "Take off your shirt as well."
"Aw," I smile, looking into his eyes. "Getting eager, are we?"
"Yu," he moans between kisses. "I want... to see you..."
I chuckle. "You don't mean that."
"No," he breathes. "I'd love you to."
"Aw, partner." I tap him on his nose as he lifts above me. "Time is more generous than I am."
He frowns like a little kid. "Please," he begs. "I'll do anything."
"Even wear a little maid dress for me?" I joke, as I push my tounge into his mouth.
"Even... Wear a little maid dress," he agrees. This, to my amusement.
"I can't wait," I grin.
He lifts off me, expecting me to take my shirt off, but I take advantage of the situation, and pin him to the floor.
"H-hey, you tricked me!!" He splutters, wriggling beneath me.
"Isn't this what you'd prefer?" I ask, breathing on his chest.
He moans a little, and I lock our lips together as he grabs my hair.
I hold his hand to my hair, no matter how sweaty it is.
"Yu..." He says.
"Mhm?"
"I... I lo--"
Suddenly, there's a bang on the door.
"Shit," I whisper, quickly getting up, and helping Yosuke put his shirt on.
"Yosuke?" Shin's voice calls. "Are you alright? Is Narukami okay?"
"Uhm," Yosuke's voice cracks. "Y-yeah. Yeah. We're fine..."
"Can I come in?"
"Uh, no, no, we'll come out," he stammers.
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With You (Souyo)
Fanfiction(Prolly still has a shitton of typos, feel free to point them out) Yosuke has never really been great at expressing how he feels. Certainly not to his partner, at least. He'd been... thinking about Yu differently since he left. And now that he's com...
