[The preparation is not a fast process, and it's the sort of thing that's weird, if you think about it too much -- so he doesn't think about it at all. It's not hard, either, with Yosuke touching him like that, kissing him, making it so that all Yu can focus on is his lips and his fingers...and he could keep going; could probably get off just like this, but that's not what he wants, really -- and he doesn't think it's what Yosuke wants either.
Still. The first time he tries to say it --"I'm ready"-- the words dissolve into a shuddering gasp, and he has to take a second before he can try again.]
Ready. [His voice is thin from the effort of trying to control his shaky breathing, and his face is on fire; his hand is a lot more certain, though, grabbing Yosuke's bicep in anticipation of what's next.]
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Still. The first time he tries to say it --"I'm ready"-- the words dissolve into a shuddering gasp, and he has to take a second before he can try again.]
Ready. [His voice is thin from the effort of trying to control his shaky breathing, and his face is on fire; his hand is a lot more certain, though, grabbing Yosuke's bicep in anticipation of what's next.]