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The house was quiet. Akari was off hunting some new story, and Grandma Haru was apparently on a trip with some friends. Honestly, Vector was shocked that an old lady like her still had any type of friends. In some ways, he felt like he should be jealous of her.
But in any case, that left Yuma and Vector alone for the night. But honestly, that didn't mean anything. Vector never did anything as it was, and Yuma was more than happy to just spend time with him like he would with anyone else.
Yes, they were technically in a relationship. Not a ‘normal’ one though, since Vector really didn’t want Yuma’s family finding out and getting the wrong idea, especially Akari. The last thing Vector needed was her thinking that Yuma took him in just so he could live with his boyfriend. And considering Vector’s quality of life before this… no, he definitely didn’t need that.
So neither of them cared much. It was like a silent agreement between the pair; they were together, and that was that. They didn’t need to go on dates, especially with Vector being such an utter recluse most of the time.
Now, it wasn’t perfect , but Vector couldn’t complain. His life was better than it was ever since the war came to an end, and as long as Yuma was around, things were perfectly fine.
At the moment, they were both lying on the bed Vector used, neither really doing anything besides playing on their phones. Simple stuff, but it was nice being so close to Yuma. Maybe he would even sleep with Vector tonight, since no one should come back until tomorrow morning. But well, it was up to him to decide, not Vector, so he left well enough alone.
After a while Vector felt Yuma moving around; probably just changing position or something, so he paid no mind to it... until he felt a hand on his arm. He glanced over only to find Yuma’s face mere inches from his. Both instantly froze up, unable to make another move as… something flooded the air around them.
Until Yuma finally went for it, his lips pressing against Vectors.
Oh, so he wanted a kiss.
He didn’t need to be all skittish about it. Vector returned the kiss, taking his time to enjoy, it since Yuma was normally too worried about getting caught to risk it. But this was the perfect time, wasn’t it? Vector almost cursed himself for not thinking about kissing him sooner.
First it started as a small peck, something Yuma normally did only when he was certain they wouldn’t be seen. But then another, one that lasted longer, his lips lingering on Vector’s, trying to draw it out as long as he could.
Vector wrapped his hands ahead around Yuma, enjoying being so close to him. It was… nice. He felt safe in a way, even though he was certain that there was a better word for the emotion coursing through him than that. Just feeling Yuma’s arms wrapped around him, their bodies pressed together… the way his lips refused to leave Vectors… it made him wish they could have more moments like this.
As it went on, Vector felt Yuma pressing his tongue against his lips. ‘Oh, finally more than just a kiss?’ Vector mentally laughed. He opened his mouth, but wasn’t ready to let Yuma think he had all the control, so he pushed his own tongue into the other’s mouth.
Yet, Yuma didn’t try to fight it. It was almost like he was doing it all to coax Vector into escalating things exactly as he wanted. How cute. He was probably too shy to even ask.
All too willing to play along, Vector moved his hands down Yuma’s waist, pressing their hips together. Yuma seemed to tense up for a moment, probably not expecting the action, but soon gave in and allowed Vector to repeat the motion.
A little smirk twitched on Vector’s lips. Really, it shouldn’t be a surprise that he feels something poking him already. But he couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t fully enjoying the reaction either.
He finally broke away from Yuma’s kiss, spit trailing between their lips. “Turned on from just a bit of kissing?” he teased with a smirk.
In response, Yuma’s face turned a deep red. “I’m sorry… We can stop…”
Not wanting that at all, Vector grabbed his chin and looked straight into his eyes. “I didn’t say anything about stopping.” he reassured. But then he smirked. “It just seems like you have been dying for us to be alone.” he whispered, and as he did so, he rubbed his leg against Yuma’s crotch, making him gasp and hold in his breath.
Yuma didn’t respond; too embarrassed to admit it, Vector assumes. Well, fine, he could work with this. It would only make his eventual victory all the sweeter anyway
He pulled Yuma back in for a kiss, while his hands worked on undoing his pants. Occasionally, Vector would trace the outline of his erection through his pants, teasing him with little touches that would make his hips buckle and all manners of cute little noises escape him despite his best attempts at holding them in.
Encouraged, Vector hooked his fingers on the rim of his pants and pulled them down in one swift movement, leaving Yuma’s ass exposed. With a teasing squeeze, Vector spread him open, a finger tentatively pressing against his asshole. He then proceeded to try to force it in, slowly, of course, he didn't want to hurt him since he didn’t have any sort of lube.
But much to Vector’s surprise, his finger seemed to slip right in. He raised his eyebrows, honestly shocked, but quickly recovered and chose to take advantage of the situation with a smirk. “Did you already prepare yourself back here?” he asked with a flick of his finger.
Yuma moaned, not expecting such a sudden movement, but nodded weakly. “I-I did…”
Huh. Now that Vector thought about it, Yuma did seem to spend a lot of time in the shower after his sister left… he honestly thought it had been his imagination at the moment, but now it made sense.
He’s, of course, endlessly pleased, but is too prideful to let it show. Instead, he leans closer and smirks. “My, you really were waiting for us to have a moment alone.” Vector teases as he works his fingers deeper and deeper into the other.
It’s clearly effective, as Yuma then buries his head in Vector’s neck, trying to hide his moans. “I knew grandma was going out for a while… but then Akari also said she’d be out too… this was the only chance we’d have to do anything without being caught…”
Oh, damn. Vector had mostly been teasing him about the fact that they were alone for the night; he didn’t expect Yuma to have actually planned out them doing anything.
Still, he smirked, and before he could help himself… “So you were ready for anything? And what if I said no? Were you going to pin me down and do things to me until I agreed?” he mocked.
However, Vector instantly regretted those words. Maybe it was just a spur of the moment thing, but he felt too much like his old self talking like that…
But instead of shoving him away, Yuma just frantically shook his head. “No, I wouldn’t do something like that! I’d be sad, and a little frustrated… but I wouldn’t make you do something you wouldn’t want…” he desperately tries to argue.
And Vector just… shakes his head. Deep down, he knew that he should have expected such a response, but at the same time it still left him lost for words. Only Yuma… forgiving no matter what it was… so innocent, even when doing something like this… Vector really didn’t deserve him.
Perhaps he let those emotions grab hold of him for too long, which made his attempts to keep preparing Yuma so half-hearted to the point the other recovered enough to lean forward and whisper, “Hey Vector…” Yuma’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “Can I do something to you?”
As if Vector has the right to ever deny this boy anything. “Yeah, go ahead.” he agreed, then pulled his hands back, curious to see just what Yuma was going to try.
After swallowing a knot in his throat, Yuma moved down between his legs, and quickly undid Vector’s pants, letting his erection out. He then spent a few moments just staring, his mouth slightly open like he was mesmerized by it.
It was odd, Vector could feel his face heating up. Was he feeling shy? Or self conscious? Honestly, he didn’t really know. It’s not like it had ever happened to him before.
Vector was about to tell Yuma to stop staring so much, only for Yuma to then lean forward and start licking it, stopping all of Vector’s complaints all at once.
Yuma’s tongue moved over his dick, circling the head before he slowly took it in his mouth. It felt… good, to put it simply. Like something from a dream he’d never be willing to tell another living soul about.
Yuma bobbed his head up and down, looking at Vector the whole time, as if he was trying to make sure that he was doing a good job. Vector ran a hand through his hair, a small moan slipping past his lips despite his best attempts at holding it back.
‘Don’t worry, you’re doing just fine…’ he thought.
But of course, he didn’t give Yuma the kindness of actually telling him that. More fun to watch him work so hard. As Yuma worked Vector’s dick, his ass stayed in the air. It was like he was shaking it around in an attempt to get Vector’s attention.
Vector reached over, his hand grabbing Yuma’s ass, his fingers easily slipping back inside him. He let out a moan in response, despite having dick in his mouth, which resonated against Vector’s dick in all the right ways.
So Yuma really was prepared for everything, how unlike him… then again, once he was motivated to do something he really could set his mind to it. Vector smirked a little at the thought; it was funny to think of given what they were doing, but at the same time was touched at the thought that it was for him .
“You’re pretty good at this…” Vector said, stroking Yuma’s cheek. He was actually struggling, trying to keep his composure, but was still proud of how steady he managed to keep his tone anyway..
Yuma pulled away, but continued stroking him. “I’m trying my best… but if you like, then… I’m glad.” his face went red as he said that, clearly embarrassed by such a compliment.
A strange sense of relief came over Vector at the other’s cute admission. Like… deep down he assumed that Yuma had been with someone before. And while he knew he couldn’t change the past, the idea of it still made him… jealous.
Yes, he was a hypocrite, but would anyone really expect him not to be?
But now those thoughts were instantly gone, to be replaced with utter satisfaction . “Yes… very well.” Vector goaded with a smile. “So does that mean you’re ready for what comes next?”
Yuma sat up and nodded. “Yeah, I think I am.” Be his eyes went wide and fearful, like he was worried he might seem to be too excited.
After a brief moment of hesitation, he began to pull off his clothes, and Vector followed in suit. “So, I’m going to assume you also have some of the other things we might need, right?” he goes once he’s completely free of any and all pieces of clothing.
“In the table drawer.” Yuma said while not meeting his gaze, as a new shame came over him.
Honestly, while he’s thankful for it, it’s also kind of shocking; Vector would have assumed he’d try to hide stuff like that a little more. But it's not like he ever really went searching though things (Vector might or might not have taken advantage of that), and his family seemed to be the same way.
But that was neither here nor there. It didn’t take much searching, with Vector pulling out some lube and several condoms in a matter of seconds. He chuckled and waved them around. “Were you expecting us to use all of these?” he teased.
Of course, Yuma went beet red as he covered his face and half heartedly shook his head. “It’s just in case! Promise!”
With a smirk, Vector pulled one off and moved closer to him. “Sure, whatever you say.” He reassured as he gave him a small kiss. “Now, how about you get comfortable, and we’ll have our fun?”
It took a moment for the other to react, as if he was still trying to will himself into it, but eventually, with a nod, Yuma laid down, his head propped on some pillows and his legs spread. His whole body seemed to turn pink, as embarrassment from the position he was in started to take over him.
“Hey… is this your first time too?” He asked in a shaky tone. It was like he was trying to distract himself.
Vector paused, actually unsure of how to answer. Eventually, he decided to be mostly honest “In this body, yes. But I don’t remember if I did anything in my past.”
Granted, given his status in his past life, the odds were ‘more likely than not’. But given that he wasn’t sure, and that he didn’t recall anyway… did it matter, really?
It must have been the right decision, for Yuma smiled a little. “I’m happy I get to be your first then.
And at the moment, something in Vector stills.
Oh, Yuma… so sweet even in a moment like this. What did Vector do to deserve you?
Best not to think about that, really, don’t kick a gift horse in the mouth. In a few swift movements, he was all ready, condom on his dick as he cracked open the bottle of lube. He had to be generous with it, as he didn’t want to hurt Yuma, but at the same time he really didn’t want a mess if he could help it… Akari was sure to question things if she came back to any sheets drying on the clothes rack, after all.
Vector coated his fingers with it and went back to playing with Yuma’s ass, doing whatever he could before he finally committed to the act. He couldn’t be sure, of course, but eventually, it felt pliant and soft enough that it should be able to handle something a bit bigger.
Finally Vector kneeled over him, his dick pressing against Yuma’s asshole. However, before he could take that last step, he found himself… worrying. Worried that he could hurt him. “Just tell me to stop if you need to, okay?” he pleaded a bit more earnestly than he ever thought he was capable of.
“O-okay.” The other replied. Yuma seemed to be a little unsure of himself, but he put his hands on Vector's shoulders, waiting for him to move.
And so, Vector took the plunge. Everything shifted and turned all at once.
It was so tight… It felt good… but at the same time, he couldn’t help but worry about how Yuma was feeling.
But Yuma was gripping his shoulders, not really pushing him back, but clearly trying to tell him he needed to stop, or at least go very, very slow. “You okay?” Vector asked, not daring to move.
Yuma gasped, “I’m fine… just… it feels weird…” he reassured with a strained voice.
So Vector waited for a couple of moments, no matter how hard it was. Slowly Yuma’s grip seemed to loosen, and Vector took it as a sign to continue pushing. Slowly… slowly… so they could both enjoy every second of it.
Eventually, Vector was in as deep as he could. Yuma wrapped his arms around his neck, their bodies pressed together. Vector could feel the other's heart beating on his chest. They were so close… like their bodies had joined into one.
“Vector…” Yuma moaned before pressing his lips onto Vector’s.
Taking it as a sign, Vector started moving, pulling out before gently thrusting back in. It was difficult, but he was working his way into setting up a rhythm with each thrust, Yuma would moan loudly despite their locked lips. It was such a beautiful sound…
What did Vector do to deserve this? For all the pain and suffering he had caused in the past, both recent and ancient. For all that Yuma was there for, yet still forgave him for all of it. He had killed thousands, he destroyed Yuma’s relationship with Astral, and after getting a second chance at life, he ran away and hid, acting like it was the worst punishment possible…
But there had been Yuma, holding out his hand to pull him back into the light, willing to risk being eaten by Don Thousand, opening his home to him…
And here was Yuma now, bringing his hands to Vector’s face, gently cradling his cheeks and asking, “Why are you crying?” Even when he was overcome with pleasure, he still managed to be concerned for someone else.
Bringing a hand to his own cheek by reflex to check for himself, Vector then buried his face in Yuma’s neck. No, he didn’t notice, he was so lost in his thoughts and feelings that he wasn’t aware of much of anything else. “I’m sorry… I’m just… happy to be with you.” he simply said once he realized exactly what had happened.
There’s a long pause after that. It would be scary, if Yuma’s body wasn’t so comforting, and his heartbeat wasn’t so dreadfully loud. And eventually…“I love you, Vector.”
Vector has to hold back a pathetic sob. “I love you too… Yuma.”
Everything after that was so sensitive, it was pretty much almost a blur. Every nerve in Vector’s body seemed to tingle, his body moving on his own. Yuma’s sweet moans were getting louder, gasping for more, yet at some point, Vector lost track of which noises were from Yuma and which ones were from him.
Yes, so close… he was so, so close! Suddenly overtaken by sheer instinct and need , Vector grabbed Yuma’s hands and pinned them above his head, their fingers lacing together. Their lips firmly against each other, their moans muffled by the others.
And then it all came to a crescendo: Vector felt his whole body tense up as pleasure came over him as he made one final thrust, and Yuma’s body gripped him tightly, begging him not to leave.
It calmed down just as quickly, like a wave returning to sea after it hit the shore. They stayed in that position for what felt like minutes, kissing as the afterglow started to fade and their breathing returned to them. Slowly, Vector pulled away from Yuma, the other letting out a tiny whine as he was left on his own.
With clarity returning to him, Vector sat on the edge of the bed, pulling off the condom and tying it off, struggling as the thing almost slipped in between his fingers; a mix of inexperienced and afterglow daze. He’ll have to make sure he hides it before anyone gets home too. How sad that was something he had to worry about… but hey, it would be even sadder if he had nothing to give him a reason to worry, now wouldn’t it?
Yuma, now partly recovered, got up and hugged him from behind, instantly pushing away every other thought from him. “Was it good?” he asked. Despite his face being hidden Vector could tell he was embarrassed asking that.
And it almost makes him laugh out loud. “Yes, it was very good.” Vector nodded with only a tiny chuckle. “And I hope it was the same for you?”
A slight moment of silence that makes Vector way more nervous than he’d ever admit even to himself… “It was…” the other admits in a breathy whisper. Yuma then seemed to pause. “Do you think we can do it again?” he asks in a tiny, yet excited voice.
Heat rushed over Vector’s entire body. “I thought those extra condoms were ‘just in case?” he teased.
Which definitely wasn’t a ‘no’, but of course poor Yuma doesn’t get that. “Well yes! But also… I want to do more with you. You know… while we’re alone.” Yuma said, shaking Vector a little.
Vector let out a small laugh, “You have a point there. Fine, as many times as you think you can manage.”
Sunlight creeped through the window, causing Vector to stir from his sleep. With a yawn, he turned over, seeing Yuma’s sleeping face right before his and being surprised… for about two seconds.
Man, they had gone at it for probably a few hours if Vector had to guess. Honestly, he was amazed that both had managed to keep up with the other. But they both probably saw it as their only chance for a long time to get such feelings out, so in a way it made sense. Plus, you know… Yuma and his endless energy generator.
And it must be contagious too, because despite all that, despite parts of him hurting that he didn’t even think could hurt, especially when he hadn’t been the submissive one… really, he wanted nothing more than to do it again. To be so close to Yuma. But another chance alone wouldn’t probably happen for ages. Maybe they could move out together… no, Akari wouldn’t allow that for a good long while. Vector still had that apartment of his though… it was a shit hole, but maybe they could use it to be alone.
Yeah, that was an idea. If Yuma liked it too, of course.
With that settled, Vector sat still, listening to the house, watching for any little sign that could mean someone had come home. Yes, after all their fun, he was still worried that someone might catch them, of course he was. But everything was silent so far.... Thank god.
Now a bit calmer, he brought a hand up, gently brushing Yuma’s cheek, and was then unable to keep a smile from gracing his face. Yuma was so cute when he was sleeping.
As if on cue, Yuma’s eyes twitched as she slowly opened them, a smile appearing on his face when he saw Vector before him. “Good morning.” he greeted in a groggy voice.
“Morning.” Vector smiled back, trying and likely failing to look at least a bit casual about it all. “How are you feeling?”
Yuma moved a little, clearly testing himself out. “A bit sore, but I’m fine.” he reassured with a little laugh.
It didn't seem like a lie, and honestly, it was just like Yuma, to be able to survive a first time like that as if it was nothing. “Good.” he nodded in return, then sat up, throwing his feet over the side of the bed. “Doesn’t seem like anyone's home yet.” he informs as he starts to look around for their lost clothing. Laundry, maybe they should start focusing on thinking up of a plan as to how to deal with it and not make it obvious what they had been–
“Aki said she wouldn't be back ‘til the afternoon.” Yuma informed as he followed after him. “And grandma won’t be back for a few days.”
A sense of relief overwhelms Vector, as he realizes that they might be able to get a load washed and dry with such warm weather, so they might be in the clear. “Oh good, I was worrying about nothing then.” Vector commented as he yawned again, only to feel a hand on his back before he could set off into getting started on that laundry.
Yuma is now looking at him with those same, hesitant eyes from last night…“Hey, Vector… Since we have time, do you think we could…” his voice seemed to trail on, not exactly saying what he wanted, but it was clear to Vector what it was.
‘We won’t be able to cover this up if we keep going,’ is what he should say.
But instead…“After everything last night you still didn’t get enough?” Vector laughed as he threw his arms around the other’s shoulders. “Well, we better while we have the chance.”