[ the kiss to his mark makes mafuyu whine softly, a breathy needy sound from the narrow of his throat; as if everything about him is made to entice his alpha, which in a way he is. his. always. unconsciously he clings closer, temperature jumping at yuki's words even more so, a palpable shudder that moves through his whole body, even able to feel how his toes curl inside his shoes. yuki is teasing him, but mafuyu leans back just enough to peer up, his mouth swollen from biting his lip and his face flushed and sheer want all but radiating off of him.
that night after the concert had been similar despite his protests at first: we'll be caught...they'll hear -- ah...mmn...yuki...yuki... all of it dissolved so fast, the adrenaline of the news of syh's uptic in success, the concert itself, and then the natural demand of mafuyu's body in heat, especially greedy after giving in. yuki had knotted him and mafuyu, all but passed out, had clung to him, whimpering as he felt him perfectly inside, still wanting more. they'd barely made it home before a second round, but somehow if mafuyu were to really think about it, he would know it was in the changing room.
a slight pout to his expression, mafuyu angles up for a kiss, one of his hands fisted in one of yuki's sleeves, the other curled on his shoulder. he's still lightheaded, not quite well feeling; but he's also wave after wave of fever and he should have seen it coming, this effect of the pregnancy as well the doctor had warned him of. later, when the symptoms shift curiously to yuki, it might take his mate by surprise, or perhaps not. one of the great luxuries of mafuyu's life has and will always be yuki, yuki who chose him, though probably yuki could have anyone if he wanted.
the mere thought of yuki with someone else elicits a physical pain for mafuyu though who, gasping as the kiss breaks, tightens his blush tipped fingers in yuki's clothes. ah. he wants more. nuzzling the side of yuki's neck almost more animal like than human, it's a different kind of pout but still one. his already soft tone gets even more muffled against yuki's skin. ]
I...missed you.
[ panted against yuki's neck, the drag of mafuyu's eyelashes to his skin is slow. trying to figure out how to tell yuki the news meant even more reason for mafuyu to let their incompatible schedules keep them apart, save for when yuki was swathing him in blankets and feeding him soup. his body remembers faster what his mind processes now, that they haven't even been together in the same amount of time it's taken mafuyu to finally tell him and oh.
oh.
it's not a true heat, can't be with the life forming in mafuyu now, but the thick of mafuyu's scent and the fever of his body still seem to demand the same acknowledgment. mafuyu says 'i missed you' and means he misses him, he loves him, he needs him. in a way, he feels sometimes like he should thank yuki but doesn't quite know how. for returning his feelings when they had almost reached a point of ending it all, so many years ago now. again even the thought makes mafuyu whimper again into yuki's skin, but without explanation, it sounds no different than want. ]
still slayed by the image of yuki at practice satisfying his cravings & HYPER emotional goodluck syh
that night after the concert had been similar despite his protests at first: we'll be caught...they'll hear -- ah...mmn...yuki...yuki... all of it dissolved so fast, the adrenaline of the news of syh's uptic in success, the concert itself, and then the natural demand of mafuyu's body in heat, especially greedy after giving in. yuki had knotted him and mafuyu, all but passed out, had clung to him, whimpering as he felt him perfectly inside, still wanting more. they'd barely made it home before a second round, but somehow if mafuyu were to really think about it, he would know it was in the changing room.
a slight pout to his expression, mafuyu angles up for a kiss, one of his hands fisted in one of yuki's sleeves, the other curled on his shoulder. he's still lightheaded, not quite well feeling; but he's also wave after wave of fever and he should have seen it coming, this effect of the pregnancy as well the doctor had warned him of. later, when the symptoms shift curiously to yuki, it might take his mate by surprise, or perhaps not. one of the great luxuries of mafuyu's life has and will always be yuki, yuki who chose him, though probably yuki could have anyone if he wanted.
the mere thought of yuki with someone else elicits a physical pain for mafuyu though who, gasping as the kiss breaks, tightens his blush tipped fingers in yuki's clothes. ah. he wants more. nuzzling the side of yuki's neck almost more animal like than human, it's a different kind of pout but still one. his already soft tone gets even more muffled against yuki's skin. ]
I...missed you.
[ panted against yuki's neck, the drag of mafuyu's eyelashes to his skin is slow. trying to figure out how to tell yuki the news meant even more reason for mafuyu to let their incompatible schedules keep them apart, save for when yuki was swathing him in blankets and feeding him soup. his body remembers faster what his mind processes now, that they haven't even been together in the same amount of time it's taken mafuyu to finally tell him and oh.
oh.
it's not a true heat, can't be with the life forming in mafuyu now, but the thick of mafuyu's scent and the fever of his body still seem to demand the same acknowledgment. mafuyu says 'i missed you' and means he misses him, he loves him, he needs him. in a way, he feels sometimes like he should thank yuki but doesn't quite know how. for returning his feelings when they had almost reached a point of ending it all, so many years ago now. again even the thought makes mafuyu whimper again into yuki's skin, but without explanation, it sounds no different than want. ]