Yao looks over his shoulders at the smaller man and his eyes say that he knows it is something. Kiku shakes his head and then bends forward pressing their bodies together, chest to back, and kisses Yao tenderly on the lips. He slides down the long line of Yao’s body gently spreads firm round cheeks and lets his tongue and lips touch Yao there. Yao shakes and for the first time that night his voice come insistent and needy. Kiku holds him opens and tastes Yao in his most secret places. Yao cries out and pushes back against the warm wetness that circles his tiny opening, gently presses and flicks until muscles relax and begin to open. Yao leans his arms on the bed and hides his flushed face. His body twitches and flutters under the press of Kiku’s mouth and Kiku smiles.
He reaches out across the futon and wraps his fingers around the vibrator. He turns it on and then runs it teasingly around Yao’s small entrance and Yao lets out a soft whimper, fisting the blankets underneath him. Kiku kisses him on the lower back, and gently pushes the vibrator in and Yao’s body stiffens and arches at the sensation and he groans. Kiku kneels back and turns the vibration up, before shimmying out of his pants and boxers. Yao pants and thrust his hips back, and Kiku gently removes the toy before pressing the tip of his erection against Yao’s willing entrance. Yao whimpers and pushes back and Kiku sits back on his heels. He picks up the lube and Yao watches him as Kiku touches himself, slick the lube onto his cock, and the tip of Yao’s tongue peaks out between his lips. Kiku presses his cock against Yao’s hole again, then pushes in slowly and Yao’s whole body shudders. Kiku tries to go slow while Yao pants pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. Kiku wraps his arms around the older nation’s waist as Yao shakes ever so slightly. After a long minute of listening to each other’s ragged breathing, he slowly pulls out and then pushes in again. Yao keens a little, pushes back hard with his hips until Kiku is forced to pick up the pace. Yao angles his hips sharply and Kiku gasps and clutches at the other nation below him as the older nation rocks back into him again and again. One of Kiku’s hands shakily stroke across Yao’s chest, pinching at tight, little nipples. Kiku’s hips snap forward over and over, until he’s gasping trying to draw in shallow shaking breath, hands clutching at Yao’s hips. He comes body stiffening, face pressed into the other nation’s shoulder blades and Yao sighs softly. Kiku waits, exhausted and shaking until he softens with Yao before pulling out and rolling to the side. Yao kicks the heavy silk kimono off the bed before curling up against Kiku’s body.
“Did it feel good?” Yao strokes the smaller nation’s sweaty hair away from his forehead and kisses him gently. Kiku smiles, blushes and nods kissing him back.
Re: The Weight of Both of Us, Japan/China [part 3e/5 + Notes]
He reaches out across the futon and wraps his fingers around the vibrator. He turns it on and then runs it teasingly around Yao’s small entrance and Yao lets out a soft whimper, fisting the blankets underneath him. Kiku kisses him on the lower back, and gently pushes the vibrator in and Yao’s body stiffens and arches at the sensation and he groans. Kiku kneels back and turns the vibration up, before shimmying out of his pants and boxers. Yao pants and thrust his hips back, and Kiku gently removes the toy before pressing the tip of his erection against Yao’s willing entrance. Yao whimpers and pushes back and Kiku sits back on his heels. He picks up the lube and Yao watches him as Kiku touches himself, slick the lube onto his cock, and the tip of Yao’s tongue peaks out between his lips. Kiku presses his cock against Yao’s hole again, then pushes in slowly and Yao’s whole body shudders. Kiku tries to go slow while Yao pants pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. Kiku wraps his arms around the older nation’s waist as Yao shakes ever so slightly. After a long minute of listening to each other’s ragged breathing, he slowly pulls out and then pushes in again. Yao keens a little, pushes back hard with his hips until Kiku is forced to pick up the pace. Yao angles his hips sharply and Kiku gasps and clutches at the other nation below him as the older nation rocks back into him again and again. One of Kiku’s hands shakily stroke across Yao’s chest, pinching at tight, little nipples. Kiku’s hips snap forward over and over, until he’s gasping trying to draw in shallow shaking breath, hands clutching at Yao’s hips. He comes body stiffening, face pressed into the other nation’s shoulder blades and Yao sighs softly. Kiku waits, exhausted and shaking until he softens with Yao before pulling out and rolling to the side. Yao kicks the heavy silk kimono off the bed before curling up against Kiku’s body.
“Did it feel good?” Yao strokes the smaller nation’s sweaty hair away from his forehead and kisses him gently. Kiku smiles, blushes and nods kissing him back.