The warmth of their shared embrace lingered as Shinji pulled away, breaking the kiss just as Yumi was getting lost in it. His hands, which had been exploring, teasing, and driving Yumi crazy, suddenly stopped. The room, once filled with their heavy breathing and soft sounds of pleasure, fell into silence.
Yumi blinked, still caught in the haze of the moment. His body tingled with leftover sensations, and he stared at Shinji, confused and almost betrayed. His lips were still parted, waiting for more, and his cheeks burned a deep shade of red.
Shinji, of course, was smirking. That lazy, smug, infuriating smirk that drove Yumi insane. He stretched his arms as if he were completely unbothered, his gaze filled with amusement.
"W-Why did you stop?" Yumi asked, voice barely above a whisper, trying to mask the disappointment in his tone. He pouted slightly, still flushed from their shared heat.
Shinji hummed, tilting his head as if he had to think about it. "Well, you always tell me to stop teasing you, right?" He leaned back on the pillows, resting an arm behind his head. "So, I thought I'd listen for once."
Yumi's lips parted slightly in disbelief. His face burned even hotter, and he clenched his fists against the sheets. "That's—That's not fair…"
Shinji chuckled, obviously enjoying this far too much. "Oh? You mean you don't want me to stop?" He turned slightly to look at Yumi, eyes glinting with mischief. "But, sweetheart, aren't you the one always scolding me for teasing you too much?"
Yumi groaned, burying his face in his hands. "You're doing this on purpose…"
"Maybe."
Shinji rolled onto his side, deliberately turning his back to Yumi, acting as if he was ready to sleep. "Well, if you're not going to admit it, I guess I'll just go to bed. We have a long day tomorrow anyway—"
Yumi's eyes widened. He couldn't believe this. He needed more. His whole body felt warm, desperate for Shinji's touch. And now he was the one stopping?!
Yumi bit his lower lip. He hesitated, shifting slightly on the bed. His pride and embarrassment warred against his desire. He wanted Shinji, but the idea of actually asking for it—no, begging for it—was mortifying.
Shinji peeked over his shoulder, watching him struggle. His smirk widened. "You could always beg," he suggested lazily. "Maybe then I'll consider continuing."
Yumi's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. "W-What?!"
Shinji turned back onto his back, one arm folded behind his head, looking completely at ease. "It's simple, babe. If you really want me to touch you again, you have to ask for it. Properly."
Yumi's entire face felt like it was on fire. "I—That's—" He stammered, pressing his lips together, eyes darting away.
Shinji chuckled. "What's wrong? Too embarrassed?"
Yumi let out a frustrated noise. "Of course, I am! You're being—" He groaned, his head spinning. His body ached with longing, and the warmth pooling in his stomach made it impossible to ignore his need for Shinji.
Shinji watched him struggle for another few moments before sighing dramatically. "Guess I'll just go to sleep, then—"
"W-Wait!" Yumi blurted out before he could stop himself. His heart pounded in his ears. He clenched the sheets tightly, staring at the mattress as he swallowed down his embarrassment.
Shinji paused, turning his head slightly, waiting.
Yumi took a shaky breath, squeezing his eyes shut as he forced the words out. "…Please."
Shinji raised an eyebrow. "Please, what?"
Yumi glared at him. "You know what."
Shinji shook his head, still smirking. "Nope. Not good enough."
Yumi groaned, his whole body burning from the humiliation. He could not believe he was doing this. But at the same time, his desperation for Shinji was stronger than his pride.
He let out a breath and spoke again, voice barely above a whisper. "…Please, babe…" He squeezed his eyes shut. "I won't tell you to stop. Just… Just kiss me… touch me… break me." His hands trembled as he held onto the sheets. "I'm all yours. I just want to be yours. Your… your plaything."
The room fell into a thick silence. Yumi, too embarrassed to open his eyes, didn't see the way Shinji's smirk slowly vanished, replaced by something deeper—something more intense.
Shinji didn't say anything at first. Instead, he moved.
In one swift motion, he rolled over and pinned Yumi beneath him. Yumi gasped as he was suddenly flipped onto his back, Shinji's body pressing down against him. Their faces were so close, their breath mingling in the small space between them.
"Damn," Shinji whispered, his voice lower, rougher. "You really are cute."
Yumi's heart pounded. "Shut up," he muttered, looking away.
Shinji chuckled before leaning down and capturing Yumi's lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
Yumi melted instantly, his arms coming up to wrap around Shinji's neck, pulling him closer. The kiss was intense, filled with all the built-up tension between them. Shinji kissed him like he was starving, like he couldn't get enough.
His hands moved, one sliding down to cup Yumi's hips, squeezing firmly, while the other moved to his chest, fingers teasing at the soft skin there.
Yumi gasped into the kiss, his body arching up instinctively. "Mmh—Shinji—"
Shinji pulled away just enough to whisper against his lips, "You asked for this, babe." His hand on Yumi's hip tightened. "I'm just giving you what you wanted."
Yumi let out a small, breathy whimper, his whole body burning up. He had never felt so overwhelmed before. The way Shinji touched him—firm but teasing, demanding but gentle—was driving him insane.
Shinji smirked against his lips. "You like it, don't you?"
Yumi, too lost in the moment, barely registered the teasing tone. His fingers dug into Shinji's back, pulling him closer. "Shut up and kiss me."
Shinji chuckled, obeying immediately, diving back in for another deep, passionate kiss.
They stayed like that for a long while—kissing, touching, teasing. Yumi's embarrassment faded into the pleasure of being so close to Shinji.
Shinji's hands roamed over Yumi's curves as their lips met again, the warmth of their bodies pressing together. The teasing smirk on Shinji's lips never faded as he deepened the kiss, letting his fingers explore every inch of Yumi's soft skin. Yumi let out a shaky breath, his body already sensitive from all the attention Shinji had been giving him.
"You're so cute when you're flustered," Shinji murmured against his lips, his voice thick with amusement.
Yumi pouted, his cheeks burning. "You always say that…"
Shinji chuckled, nipping at Yumi's lower lip. "That's because it's always true."
Yumi whined, burying his face in Shinji's shoulder. He was happy, overwhelmed, and a little embarrassed at how much he wanted Shinji to keep touching him. It wasn't fair. Shinji was always in control, always the one teasing. Yumi wanted to be mad about it, but the way Shinji's hands moved over his hips made it impossible to think straight.
Shinji pulled back slightly, his smirk widening. "You're not getting tired, are you?"
Yumi glared at him through his blush. "You're the one who won't let me rest!"
Shinji laughed, tracing slow circles along Yumi's waist. "That's because you don't want to rest. You love this."
Yumi huffed but didn't deny it. Instead, he bit his lip, his hands clutching at Shinji's shoulders as he felt the teasing touch travel downward. A sudden gasp escaped him, and his grip tightened.
Shinji's voice was smooth as silk. "I love the way you react to me."
Yumi wanted to hide under the blankets, but the pleasure coursing through his body made it impossible to move away. He felt his breath quicken as Shinji continued, never breaking eye contact. The room was quiet except for Yumi's soft sounds, the warmth between them growing more intense with every passing second.
"I—" Yumi tried to speak but failed as another wave of pleasure made him tremble.
Shinji kissed the corner of his lips, his voice a deep whisper. "Tell me what you want."
Yumi squeezed his eyes shut, feeling shy. "You already know…"
"But I like hearing it from you," Shinji teased, his fingers slowing.
Yumi let out a frustrated noise. "You're so mean…"
Shinji chuckled, enjoying every bit of Yumi's flustered state. "I'll stop if you want me to."
The words sent a jolt through Yumi, and he immediately shook his head. "No! Don't stop…"
Shinji smirked at Yumi's desperate plea, his teasing nature only growing stronger. "Oh? Now you want me to continue?" he whispered against Yumi's lips, his voice dripping with amusement.
Yumi's face burned with embarrassment, his hands gripping Shinji's arms as if afraid he would pull away. "You're such a tease…" he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper.
Shinji chuckled, pressing another deep kiss against Yumi's lips, swallowing every soft sound that escaped him. His hands moved with purpose, exploring every inch of Yumi's body, memorizing the way he trembled under his touch. Yumi gasped against Shinji's lips, gripping onto him tighter as warmth spread through his body.
"You're so sensitive," Shinji mused, his lips moving down to Yumi's jawline, then his neck. He kissed and nipped at the flushed skin, enjoying the way Yumi squirmed. "It's cute how easily I can get you like this."
Yumi shivered, burying his face in Shinji's shoulder. "You always say that…" he muttered, both embarrassed and thrilled by Shinji's words.
"Because it's always true," Shinji hummed, his hands tracing slow patterns along Yumi's waist, hips, and lower back. His movements were deliberate, knowing exactly how to make Yumi fall apart. "I love feeling you like this… I love how you react to me."
Yumi's breath hitched as Shinji's lips returned to his own, their kiss growing deeper, more desperate. He wrapped his arms around Shinji's neck, pulling him closer, as if afraid he would disappear. Shinji, in turn, held Yumi against him possessively, his touch never stopping, never giving Yumi a chance to recover.
Minutes passed—maybe more. Yumi lost track of time, lost in the heat of Shinji's touch, the weight of his body, the way their breaths mingled between kisses. Every sensation, every whisper, every teasing touch made him feel dizzy, overwhelmed, and completely at Shinji's mercy.
"You're beautiful like this," Shinji murmured against his lips, his voice low and sincere. "I could stay like this with you forever."
Yumi felt his heart swell, his fingers threading through Shinji's hair. "Then don't stop…" he admitted shyly, voice barely audible.
Shinji grinned against his lips. "As you wish."
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END OF CHAPTER : 8 : BEGGINGS!