Kame nodded, lips parted in anticipation. His skin literally hummed with a buzzing sensation that spread from his scalp to his fingertips, and his hands itched to hold Yuya close to him and for them both to simply melt into the couch. Then he felt something wet brush his mouth and a sweet bright, citrusy taste exploded over his tongue. He opened his mouth a little wider as Yuya deposited a broken section of fruit into his mouth. Kame smiled as he chewed slowly and swallowed, but Yuya's fingers lingered on his mouth, stroking juice liberally over and around his lips with citrus-wet fingers.
*fans self harder* Somehow, this is really really erotic. I totally get what you were saying about fruit and sexy and mmmm, *melts*
"Clementines," Yuya said softly, and Kame opened his eyes to find Yuya staring down at him with an odd, tender expression. "Not just oranges. They're clementines." He bent his head slowly and began to lick at Kame's mouth.
Kame's breathing faltered for a moment from the heart-stopping tenderness of Yuya's tongue as it slowly, slowly lapped at him. Kame closed his eyes and gave in to the sudden rush of heat that flushed through him.
Yuya withdrew after a few minutes, and Kame could have cried from the loss. He seized Yuya's hand and brought the still-wet fingers to his mouth, licking the sweet orangey juice from each digit. He felt Yuya's eyes on him, and boldly he stared up while he sucked on one sticky forefinger. Yuya reached away toward the coffee table with his other hand and brought something close.
"Open your mouth, Kame," Yuya said. When Kame did, Yuya deposited a morsel of cake inside. "This is what I made for you last night..."
Kame savored the delicious orange-and-almond flavored cake, not looking away from Yuya's sunlit brown eyes.
"How?" Kame asked as his hands slid under Yuya's pajama top and drifted upward caressingly.
Yuya smiled. He understood, and complied with the unspoken request in Kame's eyes.
OMG this is so hot and so not innocent even though it is and um. *bites lip* so so hot. *wanders off in a daze to think about it. And not, you know, spontaneously combust from the hotness of it. God, it's just so sweet and terribly something normal couples would do, but something Kame probably never has had time to do, just enjoying such a peaceful and calm moment and I love you. *spams you with love*
"First," he replied, "I boiled five whole clementine oranges for two hours." Yuya's fingers traced more juice over Kame's mouth, and again, he bent to lick the sticky sweetness away. Kame propped himself up on one elbow and he pushed up against Yuya this time, capturing him in a kiss that began sweetly but ended when Yuya, breathing unevenly, at last had to pull away to continue.
"And then-
"Yes?" Kame prompted, fixing his twin with a slightly wicked smile. This time he deliberately licked his lips, eyes clinging to Yuya's, and admiring the flash of heat that he saw in response.
"Then I chopped the oranges very finely - ahhhhh - and added them to the cake batter. Stop that."
*giggle* Kame is being so naughty. <3333 And Yuya is indulging him so. I love their interaction so much. How Kame can be all childish and cute around Yuya, and how Yuya brings out such spontaneity in him.
"Stop what?" Kame asked innocently as one of his hands disappeared up Yuya's pajama top and found a sensitive spot on the body that so resembled his own. Yuya pushed another morsel of cake at Kame's lips, but he was beginning to squirm against Kame's hips from the teasing brush of a single thumb, flicking at him.
Your descriptions, your words, the way they all flow together and through each other so elegantly and Kame. Kame being so ridiculously cute and Yuya being so nurturing and so ridiculously naughty as well, *just dies* I adore you.
"That," Yuya answered, and then gasped while Kame grinned up at him, satisfied as Yuya's eyes squeezed shut.
I really love this line too. Just. Nice. Simple, and sweet, and so much depth of their relationship is just felt in simple lines like these. God, I love it. You're a genius.
"Mmmm," Kame said with a tiny smile. "Is it me, or is it getting hot in here?" He reached one arm to the coffee table where Yuya had cake and clementine sections arranged on a plate. He plucked a single section and bit off half of it, enjoying the tart-sweet burst of sunshine in his mouth, and then he pushed the other half against Yuya's mouth, smearing the fruit messily over and around Yuya's lips until he finally slipped the fruit inside. And then he pulled Yuya down.
Yuya collapsed on top of him gracefully, and Kame tumbled him against the back of the couch so they were both on their sides, limbs tangled together, facing each other, and Kame licked hungrily at Yuya now, tasting the juice and bits of fruit that he'd smashed against Yuya's mouth. It was beginning to be hard to keep it slow and teasing as he felt Yuya open beneath his lips and they were suddenly falling together into sticky breathlessness.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. *mind goes completely blank* sticky breathlessness. Ah. That's just. So perfect. Ah. I am incoherent at you. Because you have completely blown my mind. The YuyaKame. Just. *dies* ***
"Do you like the oranges?" Yuya asked later, when there was less, much less fabric between them, and fruit was smeared in impossible, unspeakable places.
SO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS LINE. Because it is so giddily dirty and somehow also quite innocent and cute. They're like little kids together, and I love you for letting them be like that!
He wiped the back of one hand across his mouth, in a motion that was both innocent yet sexy and obscene, but Kame was no longer capable of speech. His body still shuddered from a thousand tiny electrifying aftershocks and Yuya looked thoroughly pleased with himself.
.........this line too. <3 I'm going to start repeating myself or something, because I cannot think of anything brilliant to say in response to you, you are just so brilliant and wonderful that I am not creative enough to keep up.
Kame struggled to come back to himself and focus on Yuya who was now moving back up to snuggle against him, pressing his face against Kame's neck and nibbling at him contentedly.
Kitties! <3 Such an adorable image. Nibbling! Ah. I probably sound so stupid, but it is because my mind is gone. Yuya and Kame have stolen it away!
Kame shifted to press them closer together, and placed his lips close to Yuya's ear.
"I like the oranges," he agreed, "and I like the cake." He felt Yuya shiver as Kame gently licked and sucked on one earlobe.
"But," he continued, as his arms wound around the beautiful boy who was his mirror and held him nearer still. "But," he whispered with a catch in his throat. "I think I love you."
I cannot express how much I love this last line, it encapsulates everything that is beautiful about YuyaKame in just a few sentences and I am incoherent with love at you for writing it. I have seen "I love you" well about a handful of times, and this just shot straight up to number one. It's just so sweet it doesn't sound corny at all, and just. mmrphgh. beautifully done. *spams you with comments in the hopes that you write more*
Words fail to express my gladness that you like this. I'm so enjoying playing with Yuya & Kame and their amazing chemistry. :) And gosh, I've never, ever seen anyone leave feedback the way you do. It's truly stunning, and humbling and makes me very happy that something I've written can make you smile. *hugs you tight* Thank you so much for all your kind words!
"Just wait."
Kame nodded, lips parted in anticipation. His skin literally hummed with a buzzing sensation that spread from his scalp to his fingertips, and his hands itched to hold Yuya close to him and for them both to simply melt into the couch. Then he felt something wet brush his mouth and a sweet bright, citrusy taste exploded over his tongue. He opened his mouth a little wider as Yuya deposited a broken section of fruit into his mouth. Kame smiled as he chewed slowly and swallowed, but Yuya's fingers lingered on his mouth, stroking juice liberally over and around his lips with citrus-wet fingers.
*fans self harder* Somehow, this is really really erotic. I totally get what you were saying about fruit and sexy and mmmm, *melts*
"Clementines," Yuya said softly, and Kame opened his eyes to find Yuya staring down at him with an odd, tender expression. "Not just oranges. They're clementines." He bent his head slowly and began to lick at Kame's mouth.
Kame's breathing faltered for a moment from the heart-stopping tenderness of Yuya's tongue as it slowly, slowly lapped at him. Kame closed his eyes and gave in to the sudden rush of heat that flushed through him.
Yuya withdrew after a few minutes, and Kame could have cried from the loss. He seized Yuya's hand and brought the still-wet fingers to his mouth, licking the sweet orangey juice from each digit. He felt Yuya's eyes on him, and boldly he stared up while he sucked on one sticky forefinger. Yuya reached away toward the coffee table with his other hand and brought something close.
"Open your mouth, Kame," Yuya said. When Kame did, Yuya deposited a morsel of cake inside. "This is what I made for you last night..."
Kame savored the delicious orange-and-almond flavored cake, not looking away from Yuya's sunlit brown eyes.
"How?" Kame asked as his hands slid under Yuya's pajama top and drifted upward caressingly.
Yuya smiled. He understood, and complied with the unspoken request in Kame's eyes.
OMG this is so hot and so not innocent even though it is and um. *bites lip* so so hot. *wanders off in a daze to think about it. And not, you know, spontaneously combust from the hotness of it. God, it's just so sweet and terribly something normal couples would do, but something Kame probably never has had time to do, just enjoying such a peaceful and calm moment and I love you. *spams you with love*
"First," he replied, "I boiled five whole clementine oranges for two hours." Yuya's fingers traced more juice over Kame's mouth, and again, he bent to lick the sticky sweetness away. Kame propped himself up on one elbow and he pushed up against Yuya this time, capturing him in a kiss that began sweetly but ended when Yuya, breathing unevenly, at last had to pull away to continue.
"And then-
"Yes?" Kame prompted, fixing his twin with a slightly wicked smile. This time he deliberately licked his lips, eyes clinging to Yuya's, and admiring the flash of heat that he saw in response.
"Then I chopped the oranges very finely - ahhhhh - and added them to the cake batter. Stop that."
*giggle* Kame is being so naughty. <3333 And Yuya is indulging him so. I love their interaction so much. How Kame can be all childish and cute around Yuya, and how Yuya brings out such spontaneity in him.
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Your descriptions, your words, the way they all flow together and through each other so elegantly and Kame. Kame being so ridiculously cute and Yuya being so nurturing and so ridiculously naughty as well, *just dies* I adore you.
"That," Yuya answered, and then gasped while Kame grinned up at him, satisfied as Yuya's eyes squeezed shut.
I really love this line too. Just. Nice. Simple, and sweet, and so much depth of their relationship is just felt in simple lines like these. God, I love it. You're a genius.
"Mmmm," Kame said with a tiny smile. "Is it me, or is it getting hot in here?" He reached one arm to the coffee table where Yuya had cake and clementine sections arranged on a plate. He plucked a single section and bit off half of it, enjoying the tart-sweet burst of sunshine in his mouth, and then he pushed the other half against Yuya's mouth, smearing the fruit messily over and around Yuya's lips until he finally slipped the fruit inside. And then he pulled Yuya down.
Yuya collapsed on top of him gracefully, and Kame tumbled him against the back of the couch so they were both on their sides, limbs tangled together, facing each other, and Kame licked hungrily at Yuya now, tasting the juice and bits of fruit that he'd smashed against Yuya's mouth. It was beginning to be hard to keep it slow and teasing as he felt Yuya open beneath his lips and they were suddenly falling together into sticky breathlessness.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. *mind goes completely blank* sticky breathlessness. Ah. That's just. So perfect. Ah. I am incoherent at you. Because you have completely blown my mind. The YuyaKame. Just. *dies*
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"Do you like the oranges?" Yuya asked later, when there was less, much less fabric between them, and fruit was smeared in impossible, unspeakable places.
SO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS LINE. Because it is so giddily dirty and somehow also quite innocent and cute. They're like little kids together, and I love you for letting them be like that!
He wiped the back of one hand across his mouth, in a motion that was both innocent yet sexy and obscene, but Kame was no longer capable of speech. His body still shuddered from a thousand tiny electrifying aftershocks and Yuya looked thoroughly pleased with himself.
.........this line too. <3 I'm going to start repeating myself or something, because I cannot think of anything brilliant to say in response to you, you are just so brilliant and wonderful that I am not creative enough to keep up.
Kame struggled to come back to himself and focus on Yuya who was now moving back up to snuggle against him, pressing his face against Kame's neck and nibbling at him contentedly.
Kitties! <3 Such an adorable image. Nibbling! Ah. I probably sound so stupid, but it is because my mind is gone. Yuya and Kame have stolen it away!
Kame shifted to press them closer together, and placed his lips close to Yuya's ear.
"I like the oranges," he agreed, "and I like the cake." He felt Yuya shiver as Kame gently licked and sucked on one earlobe.
"But," he continued, as his arms wound around the beautiful boy who was his mirror and held him nearer still. "But," he whispered with a catch in his throat. "I think I love you."
I cannot express how much I love this last line, it encapsulates everything that is beautiful about YuyaKame in just a few sentences and I am incoherent with love at you for writing it. I have seen "I love you" well about a handful of times, and this just shot straight up to number one. It's just so sweet it doesn't sound corny at all, and just. mmrphgh. beautifully done. *spams you with comments in the hopes that you write more*
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