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I laid there, controlling my breathing, trying to calm my rapid heartbeat before I actually got up.
I squawked inelegantly as I was snatched up, embraced solidly. Touya trailed his lips from my ear down my neck, molding me against his body, throwing his top leg over mine. I gasped at the contact, blushing immediately as I felt my entire body react to the pleasant pressure covering me.
Touya cuddled closer yet, his lips brushing over my cheek. I groaned softly. One of Touya's hands rested low on my stomach. Gods, if he'd just move that hand down a few inches where it'd do me some good...
I realized what I was thinking, and chided myself for such thoughts. I could control myself better than this. I closed my eyes, trying to think about how best to go about handling this situation without waking Touya. But my mind refused to function on that tangent.
I wanted nothing more than to stay there in the circle of Touya's arms. I was torn between waking him, and risking the loss of this glorious contact, letting my slumbering friend continue to hold me. The decision was made for me as Touya stirred again, waking up. He was silent for a moment as he took in his surroundings.
I could almost see him turning as red as I had been a moment ago. "Gomen, Yuki. I thought you were a pillow," he said at last, his voice hoarse with what sounded like sleep. He began to untangle his limbs from mine, but I took hold of the arms that still held me, not letting him let go. I'd made my decision.
"I envy your pillows, then, To-ya," I said, pressing myself back, more fully into Touya. I felt his confusion, then acceptance, as he resettled as well, stroking along my stomach through the thin cloth of the shirt. I smiled. It almost tickled.
"We fit together," he said quietly, nuzzling his face into my neck.
"Perfectly, To-ya. You were made for me." I felt him smile, bemused by the concept.
"How do you know that you weren't made for me?" he asked, breathing the question into my ear.
I smiled, feeling a small earthquake make its way through my body. "I was." Touya held me a little tighter.
"Aishiteru, Yuki." He leaned in to kiss my cheek, trailing his lips down over my shoulder, across my collarbone. A small movement on my part, and I heard him gasp. I turned over in the circle of his arms, thereby putting our fronts together, and blushed when I felt Touya's length pressing up against my stomach. Touya turned an adorable shade of red and shifted uncomfortably, closing his eyes. Me, too, I said silently, rolling my hips forward and pressing my own erection into his thigh. He opened his eyes, looking just this side of shocked. I grinned, and it slowly turned malicious. I inched my way higher, making sure he could feel each extra little rubbing movement as I teased him.
"Yuki..." His gasp for air came sharply to my ears, as I pushed him onto his back and slid atop him, straddling his hips. I leaned in to kiss him, and whatever he'd opened his mouth to say fell into oblivion as I gently ground my arousal into him. "Oh..." he moaned softly, those big hands of his coming down to rest on the curve of my hips. "Yuki, what are you... trying to do to me?" he managed, his eyes sliding closed, and head slowly moving from one side to the other, unable to keep still from the sensations I was bringing upon him.
"If you don't want this, tell me to stop, and I'm gone, koi." Touya's only answer was another soft gasp as I ran my fingers up his chest, playing absently with the skin that showed through the loose neckline. "I want us to have this memory," I said as I leaned down, pressing my lips against his before continuing to speak. "In the event that this doesn't work, and only one of us survives... "
"Nani?!" he asked, horrified suddenly. "No, Yuki, you're not going to do anything for me that will put this life, the very life I helped save, in danger... I won't let you!" I pressed a long, slim finger up against his lips, silencing him.
"In case only one of us lives past these next few days, I want us to have this memory," I explained, a tear of the emotion I had so carefully restrained sliding down my cheek. "I don't want the regret of never knowing, To-ya, and I don't want you to have it either." His determined face softened, and I saw his eyes waver. He brought my face down, brushing the lock of hair that had fallen obstinately over my eyes out of the way before I felt him kiss high on my cheeks, taking my tears from me with his lips. "But, if I fail and survive, I can't promise I won't follow you... I'll find you if you leave me, wherever you've gone. Always. I won't let you get away."
By the look on his face, he was promising the same. Dear god, whichever watches over me, don't let me fuck this up.