yakuza! yuta x camboy! winwin
In which Sicheng just wants to follow his dreams, and Yuta just wants to spoil him.
started 07-27-24 / finished 08-19-24
#10 in Yuwin
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The familiarity of that video chat loading screen, it was too fresh in Yuta's brain and yet he missed it so much. It'd been 3 weeks since they last had a session. It was a direct reaction to Yuta's comment, that made things uncomfortable.
Immediately, after Sicheng's camera queued, he was already in a filthy scenario. Pink sweater paws, gently stroking his dainty cock. He wasn't even sure what to say, did Sicheng really like him that much?
His facial expression was so erotic, mouth open, his voluptuous lips aided by lip plumper. His hands always looked so graceful, his fingers were a bit crooked but the shape was refined, like a piano player. And his acrylics always aided in his elegant appearance.
Yuta had never seen him this needy, it came as a surprise. "You're so horny, aren't you Winko?" The words only aided in his libido, "Y-Yes!" He breathlessly moaned. He was so ethereal, in a way that made Yuta question whether he was even real.
"What do you want?" An authoritative voice asked, "W-Whatever you want... I- I want you." Those words would stick in Yuta's mind for a long time, Sicheng wanted – craved – him. And likewise, Yuta was addicted to him.
Each time, was an out of body experience, his body began to crave Sicheng. Like any other addiction, his body began to need that dopamine rush. It wasn't just the lust. It was the quaint, wholesome moments that he developed a dependency on, if only he could come home to Sicheng everyday, that would be for him what partying was for Takamasa.
He had already pulled his fully erect cock out of his pants, now stroking it as he watched Sicheng snake a hand to his nipple. He tugged and pulled at his pink, perky nipple, creating a sensation that caused an increased in loudness to his moans.
"I wish I had your cock in my mouth," He whined, liked being a brat that Yuta had to tame. "It was so thick, my lips barely fit around it." The pouty expression on his face, it drove him crazy. "And the weight of it – the heaviness of it on my tongue," Yuta could remember it vividly. "Nothing compares to it. If I could, I would suck you off everyday."
Yuta threw his head back, surrendering to the temptress that was Sicheng. "You want me that bad? My winko is so horny for me that he wants to bother me at work?" He only nodded, "Making Master hard in front of all his Yakuza friends. That's pretty slutty, isn't it?"
Sicheng was close now, of course he was, he'd been teasing himself for a while now. "I just want you, I want you so bad." He sounded so... Desperate, practically begging. It was as if he knew Yuta's fears and want him to know that his feelings weren't for money.
"Then take me, I would give you everything." That's when cum went shooting out of Sicheng's delicate cock. Nothing Yuta loved more than to see the stars that shined in Sicheng's eyes when he climaxed.
Yuta wasn't far after, seeing his pretty face like that was always too much for him. A part of him wanted to thank Sicheng, this is what he's been needing, the reassurance he didn't know he needed.
After they were both worn out, they'd stayed on call for a bit, which was odd. But Yuta, he was in far too clingy to hang up, and Sicheng? Well, if he could ever catch his breath, he could talk to Yuta, and once he finally did, that's exactly what happened.
"Hey Yuta, do you have the time to... Maybe, hang out? I mean, any time at all." He seemed much more shy, meek, now. Yuta felt like he might gush. "Of course, Winko. I can always make time for you." The bright smile that Sicheng gave as a return was enough of a reward within itself.
"Great! I wanna show you the manga I've been working on, it'd mean a lot to me, to have you read it." He was touched, knowing how important it was to Sicheng. "It'd be an honor."
The pendulum swung once again, he was going to be consumed by the title wave. His body would float in the water of Sicheng's ocean.
