Title: question and answer
Rating: E
Fandom: Lkyt.
Relationship: Takeru/Tasuku
Wordcount: 1055
Short summary: Tasuku has one lingering question which he finally asks Takeru.
“You wanted to ask me something, Tasuku?”
There is indeed something Tasuku wishes to ask, even if the forms they have right now are their idealized forms. Despite the fact that they no longer have physical bodies, that they have not had ones for years at this point.
At first, Tasuku was content just existing in the tree with the one he loved so much. There was just so much to observe. The way the land transformed from brown wasteland to luscious greenery. The way people lived vigorously, vibrantly, with interests wider than the blue sky. The way his sister grew into an adult, found love, and told him regularly about her wonderful budding family.
And Takeru was just as fascinated, or maybe even more so, with these changes. After all, Takeru had devoted himself to this country, loved it more than anything else. The joy that inhabited every expression, every motion… Tasuku could easily lose track of time just watching Takeru.
But something, one thing… One expression had never resurfaced. And the thought Tasuku has is probably ridiculous, but Takeru has never been one to rebuke him for voicing harmless fantasies.
“I… I still want to know… What it was like, to have me inside you.”
The blush on Tasuku’s face while asking said question is nothing compared to the scarlet that blooms over Takeru’s. He coughs, loudly, and Tasuku unconsciously moves to pat Takeru on the shoulder, even if there is no risk of Takeru actually choking to death.
“You…” Takeru shakes his head. “You’re still… thinking about that?”
Tasuku’s blush deepens. “Well… You just looked… extremely…”
Just remembering the ecstasy on Takeru’s face, when Takeru was experiencing the height of pleasure, makes it hard to think of anything else.
“Tasuku…”
Takeru sighs as he takes Tasuku’s hands in his own. Because they don’t actually have physical bodies, the touch has to be imagined. Yet Tasuku feels the warmth in his heart.
“I can only say so roughly, but… The way you fit… The way it touched, inside… The friction, the heat… How deep inside… To a part I could never reach on my own…”
With each phrase, Tasuku begins to imagine the feeling as best as he can. He can certainly remember the feeling of friction from the other side, so he tries to think of it inside his body instead of around his cock. It’s still hard to imagine, but even such talk is enough to heat him up.
“You would… feel so good… inside me…”
“Tasuku!”
Takeru brings their bodies closer together. Tasuku imagines the feeling of bare skin against bare skin as best as he can. He spreads his legs apart, imagining Takeru’s cock sliding into that space. There’s a ticklish feeling, the barest hint of friction. Tasuku focuses his thoughts even more on the idea of friction. Especially since it would be his first time receiving, even if this is all imaginary, but… He would be tight. He would need Takeru’s fingers first and…
Without being asked, Takeru moves his fingers into Tasuku’s hole. “I would thrust them… Slowly… Stretching… Deeper… Until…”
Tasuku can’t help but moan, his imagination of said fingers entering him combining with his fantasies increasing his desire. It’s almost real; he imagines his own cock growing from the stimulation and leaking, providing the lubrication for later…
“Then when it was enough, I’d…”
It’s awkward to figure out how to hold their positions, but Tasuku puts his hands on Takeru’s shoulders and lifts his body up. They aren’t exactly sitting but Tasuku hovers above a bit before coming down on Takeru’s waiting cock.
“Ah…!”
Visually it looks like Takeru’s cock goes inside him nearly completely. It’d likely be a splitting sensation, were they to do this with physical bodies, so Tasuku imagines extreme heat, extreme friction. And the feeling of Takeru’s cock nearly up to his stomach.
Watching Takeru’s cock slide out of his hole, only to reenter… It’s fascinating.
“Tasuku? Are you… okay?”
“I’m… it’s…”
Tasuku doesn’t know if he’s okay. He doesn’t know anything except that he wants to see Takeru’s cock slide in and out of him over and over. Just the way it disappears inside… the way it connects their bodies… Two beings becoming one…
“Tasuku? Tasuku!”
“Amazing.”
Tasuku exhales that word quietly as he throws his head back. He hears Takeru chuckle.
“It is.” Takeru’s hand moves to wrap around Tasuku’s cock. “I know very well.”
Tasuku looks back down at Takeru. That smirk on Takeru’s face… Tasuku hasn’t seen that for some time. He truly missed it.
“I want to cum.”
“I know.”
The pace of the thrusting increases. The movement of Takeru’s hand, the sounds coming out of Tasuku’s mouth... It doesn’t matter if this is not happening physically. This moment is shared between them, and that’s enough to make it feel real.
“Takeru, Takeru, Takeru!”
“Tasuku, Tasuku, Tasuku!”
Tasuku sees white for a moment, white cum on Takeru’s chest, white cum leaking from his hole. He imagines its wetness, its thickness for a moment. But then he collapses, closing his eyes for a moment, and unfortunately, when he reopens his eyes, the image is gone.
“Well, I suppose at least cleanup is easy.”
Takeru’s joke causes Tasuku to blush once more. Perhaps his imagination had gone overboard with the cum imagery. He might have ruined more than a few handkerchiefs if it had been real… Or worse off, if they had been still dressed…
“Mmph?”
Takeru’s kiss breaks Tasuku’s train of thought. It’s an assault, probing deep into Tasuku’s mouth and pushing his tongue around like a toy. It’s been a while since they’ve shared a kiss like this, now that Tasuku thinks about it. Tasuku enjoys it though, letting Takeru claim every part of Tasuku’s mouth to make his own.
“Maybe you could have asked your question earlier.”
Tasuku can only nod dumbly once Takeru breaks the kiss. Yes, he’d probably agree to most things Takeru would say right now after that kiss, after having that “sex”.
“But I think I prefer being a bottom for you after all.”
“Huh?”
Next thing Tasuku knows, Takeru’s body is over his, Takeru’s hands on his chest pressing him on his back while Takeru lifts his hips and… Oh.
Tasuku is definitely pleased with the answer to his question.