Title: easing, together
Rating: E
Fandom: Tokyo Mirage Sessions #FE
Relationship: Aoi Itsuki/Tsurugi Yashiro
Wordcount: 1020
Short summary: Yashiro called Itsuki with an urgent request that only Itsuki could help with.
“Are you home?”
“Just got home. What’s wrong?”
Itsuki gripped his phone with his left hand while locking the door to his apartment with his right. He was happy to hear Yashiro’s voice, truly, but those first words were rather blunt even for Yashiro. Combined with tone, the quiet yet harsh voice, as if Yashiro was trying to tamp down his emotions…
“I need you.”
Itsuki gasped. He hadn’t heard Yashiro sound like this in a long while…not even in any recent drama or stage roles…and the intensity of Yashiro’s desire took him by surprise.
“My performance has gone down lately,” Yashiro explained moments later, his voice regaining its normal timber. “Getting off would probably help. But I want to do it with you.”
“You mean…” Flashbacks to the last time they had jerked each other off crossed Itsuki’s mind…the way that Yashiro’s cock had reacted to Itsuki’s touch… Had it really been weeks since they last spent time intimately? With how busy Itsuki had been with various contracts it was possible…and with Yashiro away for recording… That was probably why Yashiro needed this so badly, even though they were in separate rooms, separate buildings, separate cities for another week at least. Itsuki would do whatever he could to help; the clarification he needed was what to do.
“I want to hear your voice, when you do it too.”
Ah. So a continued phone call? Well that would be simple enough, except... “Yashiro…let me…uh….”
Since Itsuki had picked up the call just as he entered the apartment, he hadn’t even taken off his shoes or jacket off yet. And, well, he wasn’t going to masturbate in the entryway even if he had free hands.
“Is it a bad time?” Yashiro sounded apologetic.
“No, just let me move to the bedroom.”
Itsuki set the phone to speaker mode and placed it on the floor as he concentrated on removing his shoes and jacket. He was just sliding his feet into slippers when Yashiro spoke up again.
“Well I’m already naked so I’ll wait until whenever you are ready.”
“Yashiro!” Itsuki exclaimed, caught by surprise at those words. Why would Yashiro be naked right now? Had he been waiting until it was a good time to call Itsuki without clothes on? He shouldn’t do that and risk getting a cold… “You shouldn’t…”
“I’m taking a bath afterwards, and then I will go to bed.”
Itsuki sighed. Once Yashiro had an idea he often proceeded forward without second thoughts… At least Itsuki could hurry. He picked up his phone and scurried quickly to the bedroom. Once there, he set the phone on the bed near where he planned to sit.
“Alright…I’m…uh…taking off my clothes now.” Itsuki wasn’t sure if he should be explaining everything he was doing or if the sounds would carry through sufficiently but figured at least at the start that it wouldn’t hurt.
“Good. Ah…ngh…”
Itsuki stilled upon hearing that groan, shirt half-unbuttoned. “Yashiro? You okay?” The groan had sounded strained…
Yashiro’s reply came in the form of panting. “Itsuki…miss you…”
Itsuki felt his heartbeat quicken, his skin heat up. Yashiro had already started getting himself off, and the sounds coming from Yashiro via the phone, even if slightly altered in pitch by technology, were enough to spur Itsuki on. He rushed as much as he could to rid himself of his slacks and his boxers, his cock already starting to itch for attention.
“Me too.” Itsuki sat down and finally wrapped his left hand around the base of his cock. “I’m touching myself now.” He started moving his hand up and down, moaning in pleasure from the friction. This wouldn’t feel like Yashiro’s hand at all, but even so, knowing that Yashiro was on the other side of the phone call touching himself was making this much more than just…
“Miss your fingers. Miss your touch.”
“Yashiro…”
Yashiro’s moans were intermixed with words of desire while Itsuki, trying to match Yashiro’s speed and Yashiro’s moans, could only repeatedly say Yashiro’s name with increasing volume, as nothing else coherent came to mind. Instead Itsuki’s imagination worked to stitch together an image of Yashiro sprawled against the hotel bed, head thrown back in pleasure and eyes shut while his right hand vigorously stroked up and down his swelling cock…
“It’s been too long…close already…”
“Me too…” Itsuki wished he could see just how hard Yashiro’s cock was at this moment. He wished he could touch it and, with his hands, bring Yashiro to release, but…
“Itsuki…your voice…please…”
The last word, that plea… Itsuki would always follow Yashiro’s instructions, whether that meant to follow commands or to issue them. If tonight Yashiro wanted Itsuki to issue commands…
“Yashiro…come already.” Itsuki himself was on the brink of coming. Just a few more strokes…
“Itsuki…I’m…!”
“Yashiro!”
The simultaneous cries meant Itsuki didn’t clearly hear the last part of what Yashiro exclaimed as he came, but the tone conveyed all Itsuki needed to know. He reached for a tissue to wipe himself off with, smiling with the knowledge that Yashiro got his sorely-needed release. And, well, Itsuki needed that release too. He could feel how much stress had left his body and was likely going to sleep very well tonight.
“Thank you, Itsuki.” Yashiro confirmed it with a soft, gentle voice.
Itsuki’s smile only widened. “Yashiro, any time.”
The sound of a faucet turning on and off caught Itsuki by surprise. Had Yashiro already moved into the bathroom or had Yashiro been in the bathroom this whole time? Well, Yashiro did have more filming to do tomorrow and probably should be bathing and sleeping soon…
“I love you, Itsuki.”
“Love you too, Yashiro.”
And Itsuki had to go back to the office tomorrow, so he shouldn’t just sit around either. He might just opt for a shower, though, since it wouldn’t require waiting for the bath to heat up…
“Have a goodnight and pleasant dreams.”
“You too. Goodnight, Yashiro.”
And if he ended up thinking about Yashiro while in the shower and doing a little more, well… At least things were taken care of easily.