[ oh don't worry, finn, he's already imagining you beside him. which really just means that his hands have started to wander, lightly caressing his own skin in their wonderings of what it would feel like if finn was touching him instead. ]
No, no, please, keep talking. I'm-- tell me.
[ he scoots closer to the door, rolling over so his back is as against it as he can get it, pretending he can feel arms circling around him. ]
W-what would you... do. If you could be over here. Anything, even if it's just patting my head.
I'd probably be running my fingers through your hair a little since I think you like that. ( finn continues aimlessly drawing shapes over the door, nails dragging along the wood in some vain hope that yuri might hear him so he's doubly assured that finn is right there beside him. )
We'd probably be cozier in bed! I can sit with you. Or, um. Lay down with you, if that made you feel better, since you said you liked when you were on my back earlier.
( for their foray into tentative dirty talk, finn remains ill-equipped. he continues searching in the depths of his mind for suitable vocabulary, feeling his palms become sweaty. )
I think it'd be nice to have your face in my neck to make sure you could always smell me.
[ no, this is good. this is definitely good. yuri lets out a quiet sigh and lets himself focus on just listening to finn, to his words, to that light scratching he can hear on the door. he wonders if maybe they'd be able to get a chain lock attached to the door? finn could lock it but still be able to crack the door open, just a little, so he could maybe reach through and actually stroke his hair... ]
It would. It'd be... it... mn...
[ his hands have wandered lower already, one wrapping firmly around the base of his cock while his other slips down between his legs. ]
I like your smell so much, Finn. From the first day to today, I've only come to like it more and... ah, mm... more.
[ he is going to be so embarrassed when he comes out of the other side of this heat. ]
( that. makes him feel really good, actually. it isn't that he's doubted yuri's interest in getting to know him, but to know that he doesn't need a strong, all-encompassing alpha scent is assuring to him. )
I like how you smell too, Yuri. It's sweet, just like you. I'll always think of you whenever I have something orange.
( he scoots forward to rest his head on the door, moving the chair with him, dragging the legs along the rug. )
I wish I could kiss you again, ( finn murmurs shyly. they've already had their first few kisses, so that isn't too scandalous of him to hope for. ) I like kissing you. I wish we could've done it while we were swimming.
[ yuri whines at that, the noise caught in the back of his throat. his hands start to move, to touch and caress and do all of the things that finn is unable to. not yet, not today, but soon. soon. ]
I wanted to. It would've been... really romantic... oh, Finn...
[ he curls a little tighter on himself, the pain giving way to pleasure as he buries two fingers in deep. he's probably going to develop a cramp in his hand but it's fine. this is fine. ]
When this... this is done, kiss me. As many times as you weren't able. Okay?
yuri's noises make finn squirm in his seat, shifting his weight from one leg to another and he tries to steady himself by pressing his palm flat against the door. it's difficult for him to settle on one position, partly due to the discomfort of his chosen location and partly because, well... )
I will, ( he promises, his own voice sounding airy and sort of distant as he stares at the spaces between his fingers. finn doesn't quite picture yuri other than a small figure in a pile of fabric, but he does cling to the breathy sound of his voice. eventually, finn foregoes the chair and settles on the floor, now much closer to where yuri is.
[ yuri will get wrapped up in those big arms and held by those big hands and kissed all over his face and he'll be so happy about it.
there's a small part, somewhere far back in his brain, that's saying that this isn't maybe the greatest idea in the world, if only because it's going to make it that much more difficult for yuri to behave until the wedding, but that part is drowned out by the very happy omega preening itself over its sweet, attentive beta fiancé. it's not even upset about finn not being an alpha anymore.
the question makes his hands stutter as he thinks about what could have gone down out there and he groans, turning his head a little to bite a sweater. ]
It would have been... been nice if maybe you had taken off your, ah, your undershirt. So I could s-see what... what you look like...
[ improper. so improper. ]
I'd have done th-the same. For you. Only for you, Finn.
( give him a second. he needs to open his windows again to cool himself down.
in some attempt to keep himself in check, he returns to his spot with his back to the wall, knees pulled to his chest as a small physical reminder that they really do have to be careful and save themselves for each other, for their big day.
and he probably ( unfortunately ) should keep his shirt on until then. )
You're already so — so pretty. I'm sure you're even prettier like that, ( finn utters earnestly. )
[ and he'll see. and he'll have someone to help with his heats, who'll brush his fingers through his hair and whisper soothing things and be there for him.
yuri lets out a particularly sharp gasp and he rolls over onto his stomach, presenting to no one but the thought of his soon-to-be husband. ]
I'm almost-- Finn. Finn, Finn, mine, my beta, all mi--
[ yuri cuts himself off, biting down hard on a cushion underneath him as he spills into the pile of clothing. his body clamps around his fingers, searching for something more substantial, disappointed it's not there but still satiated.
he collapses, then, rolling just enough to the side that he doesn't land in the puddle. the pain has eased (for now), taken a backseat to the pleasure rippling through him, and he lets out a pleased sigh. ]
( hearing yuri practically sing his name from the other room puts finn in quite a state and he doesn't yet have a name for the emotion he's feeling just yet. it makes him scared, sure, but it also makes him actually eager for his next cycle so he can actually be there to hold him. )
Yours.
( finn sighs in relief when he hears ( and, maybe he's imagining it but he seems to also feel ) yuri relax post-orgasm. after a few minutes of quiet, he rolls up onto his knees and scratches at the door again, almost affectionately. )
There's water there for you. You should hydrate or you'll feel dizzy! I can ask them to leave some food outside the door, too. Something light, I think. Maybe just some fruits if you're feeling sleepy.
[ yuri's head tilts instinctually at the little scratching noise, like he can imagine those fingers scratching against his scalp instead, and he lets out a low hum. ]
I will. Once I can stand up.
[ he's a little weak in the knees at the moment, and he doesn't particularly want to crawl across the room for the pitcher of water by his bed. he really should have moved it closer before he got all settled in. ]
The girl can bring it in. The one who was helping me. She's already seen everything, after all. I think her name is Ayla.
[ yuri groans as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and leans against the door. ]
I'll talk to her. She'll make sure you have everything you need!
( well, except for one on one time with finn. but that's something for the next time, he keeps reminding himself. and it sounds like these... little conversations seem helpful to yuri too.
he makes a few awkward noises, half-starts to sentences. now that yuri's satisfied for the moment, it takes finn a second to readjust to conversing normally. look, he's clearly not someone who dirty talks often. ever. at all. but it's not something he dislikes now that he's heard what it does to yuri. )
Is your nest good? Do you need anything more from my hamper?
Soon, maybe. Whenever my scent starts to take everything over.
[ which will be a downright shame, but he'll know when he needs more. the pain will be an oh-so-friendly reminder.
he smiles and tilts his head back, surveying the nest that he's sitting in. the cushions will need a deep clean before they can be used again; he probably should have thought about that before he started dismantling the chairs. ]
It's the loveliest nest I've ever built, especially for not having enough time to prepare ahead. I wish you could see it.
[ a small pause ]
We may have to take tea in your room for the foreseeable future, however.
( since they're having an awfully vulnerable day together, he feels more at ease with himself, at least enough to ask, ) I know what happens, like, I've read about it and heard a little about it from friends but. What is it like when you, Yuri, are in heat? Like, what was going through your mind?
( he lightly rests his forehead on the door again. it's drawing closer to their next mealtime, but he's reluctant to leave yuri like this. so the conversation continues until one of the staff think to cut in. )
[ yuri laughs a little, running a hand over his face. he gets up on shaky legs to move across the room as quickly as he can to retrieve a glass of water before returning with the entire jug and settling back in again. ]
It's better when I'm prepare. I can build my nest ahead of time, start preemptively taking the pain killers, figure out how to get myself as settled as I can. Today... today was different, all around.
[ he smiles a little down at the glass in his hand, only grimacing a little when a twinge of pain shoots through him as a reminder that it's all still happening. ]
It started off similarly enough; all I could think about was the pain, about getting comfortable. But then it... but then there was you.
[ yuri gets a little quieter with this, as though he wants to keep it as much of a secret between the two of them as he can. he hopes finn can hear him through the door. ]
Your scent broke through the haze, and comforted me. But once those inner parts of me knew that there was someone I'd want to-- um. Well.
[ oh, god. ]
It's all I could think about. I've never had that happen before, not really. So that was new.
( finn's mouth goes dry and he tries to swallow, licking his lips nervously. his voice drops as well. generally, they've been given a decent amount of space as they get to know each other, but servants are very good at picking up on things and hearing more than one would anticipate. )
You. You chose me?
Or... at least your body did?
( his heart flutters at the notion. sure, much of this is biological and out of someone's control, but if yuri's body had been calling out for him? well. maybe they were onto something by putting the two of them together. )
[ yuri draws his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around his legs, his body already starting to come through to the other side of being temporarily appeased. stupid fucking-- ]
But not just my body, Finn. I'm... I... I would choose you, anyway, heat be damned.
[ he lifts his head and turns it, staring at the door as though he can see through it, can see finn on the other side. yuri lifts a hand and places it against the wood with a faint smile. ]
I know we haven't known each other long, so maybe it's too fast to say, but... yeah. I would always choose you.
( finn's eyes begin to well up with tears and he takes a moment to attempt to collect himself. what the body wants is important, but hearing that he is also what the heart wants? it's the kind of revelation that would have him on the floor if he weren't there already. )
Oh, Yuri, I-I wish I could've been in the room to. To hear you say that, ( finn finally stammers, wanting to choose the right words to say. )
That means so much to me. I care about you so much already and I just want to be there for you as much as I can!
I'll say it again. And again and again and again, until you get tired of hearing me say it.
[ yuri giggles quietly and looks up, then, at the knock on the door. when ayla announces her arrival he welcomes her in, digging finn's towel out of the pile to drape it over his bare waist. she inquires how he is, says nothing of where he's set up his nest, and leaves a tray of treats and liquids and a few, more heartier bites to eat before bowing and leaving once more.
yuri lets out a slow sigh and pouts at the door at his back. ]
I guess this means you're about to be called down to dinner.
( finn hums, pursing his lips. he is hungry and it feels as if he's gotten older since their rather innocent teatime earlier. slowly, he gets to his feet and raps on the door. )
And you need to take care of yourself while you have energy! I'll be back before you know it, though I do hope that you'll get some sleep too. ( finn lingers there for a few more beats, opening and closing his mouth a few times. )
I think I'll stay up with you as long as I can tonight.
( with a satisfied exhale, he knocks again. ) Goodbye, Yuri!
[ yuri listens for a bit, to finn getting ready to go down to dinner and finally the door clicking shut behind him. he finally collapses sideways, letting himself to just give in to wanting to groan from the pain building inside of him again. it was hard, holding it back while finn was still there, even though he knows he shouldn't.
but he doesn't want to make this any more difficult for the both of them than it already is.
he manages to sit up and eat a bit, picking at the things that are the most appealing to him--some fruits, a couple nibbles of cheese, a slice of delicate prosciutto--which satisfies a small part of him.
it's just going to be a shame that when he comes back, finn's probably going to be privy to some, ah... sounds again. ]
( finn is absolutely starving by the time he removes himself from this little bubble with yuri, stumbling down the hallway and down the stairs until he reaches the dining room. he had been so caught up in helping his future partner, he actually hadn't realized how empty his stomach was.
at the dinner table, he sits around his mother in uncomfortable half-silence as they dance around the topic of yuri being occupied. it's not as if it's abnormal, but finn simply doesn't want to discuss his hand in helping him out from afar with his mother. at all. ever.
he does cut into his cherry pastry with a small smile, gently asking if one can be sent up to yuri later.
trudging up the stairs again, he bids his mother goodnight and waits until she has retired to her rooms before he hurries down the hallway into his own so he can check in. )
Yuri...? ( he's not at the shared door yet, pulling a new set of pajamas out of the drawers since he had given yuri last night's set. )
[ he lost himself to pleasure not long after he had finished eating, his body simply refusing to give him the time to rest up instead. yuri's going to want a bath more than anything else after this one, he feels. he's sweaty and sticky and--
and apparently so far gone that he can hear finn's voice again. good god, man, stand up. ]
Finn. Finn, Finn, Finn...
[ yuri answers the voice (that he thinks is all in his mind), desperately rocking back against his hand in an effort to find that last little switch that will drive him over the edge. ]
and he's saying his name without him even being around.
finn takes a moment to let it truly sink in, to listen to the way yuri sounds when he's getting himself off. it's like he's been struck by lightning when he begins to actually picture yuri where he is in his nest, if he's naked or not, if he's ( gulp ) wearing any of finn's clothes.
he quickly changes into his pajamas and folds his dinner outfit into a neat pile for the staff to take for later. )
Yuri, I'm back, ( finn calls softly through the door, taking a seat on the floor again. )
[ boy the voices usually aren't this responsive when he--
oh. wait, no, that's actually finn. finn who has come back and is on the other side of the door and has basically walked in on yuri. ]
Fi--
[ well, who knew that knowledge would be that switch he was looking for. yuri lets out another sharp cry, this one ending in a gasp as he collapses back to the floor again. yuri lays there, quiet and panting, before he reaches up and lightly knocks on the door with a whine. ]
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Date: 2024-06-16 03:17 am (UTC)No, no, please, keep talking. I'm-- tell me.
[ he scoots closer to the door, rolling over so his back is as against it as he can get it, pretending he can feel arms circling around him. ]
W-what would you... do. If you could be over here. Anything, even if it's just patting my head.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:08 am (UTC)I'd probably be running my fingers through your hair a little since I think you like that. ( finn continues aimlessly drawing shapes over the door, nails dragging along the wood in some vain hope that yuri might hear him so he's doubly assured that finn is right there beside him. )
We'd probably be cozier in bed! I can sit with you. Or, um. Lay down with you, if that made you feel better, since you said you liked when you were on my back earlier.
( for their foray into tentative dirty talk, finn remains ill-equipped. he continues searching in the depths of his mind for suitable vocabulary, feeling his palms become sweaty. )
I think it'd be nice to have your face in my neck to make sure you could always smell me.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:18 am (UTC)It would. It'd be... it... mn...
[ his hands have wandered lower already, one wrapping firmly around the base of his cock while his other slips down between his legs. ]
I like your smell so much, Finn. From the first day to today, I've only come to like it more and... ah, mm... more.
[ he is going to be so embarrassed when he comes out of the other side of this heat. ]
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:27 am (UTC)I like how you smell too, Yuri. It's sweet, just like you. I'll always think of you whenever I have something orange.
( he scoots forward to rest his head on the door, moving the chair with him, dragging the legs along the rug. )
I wish I could kiss you again, ( finn murmurs shyly. they've already had their first few kisses, so that isn't too scandalous of him to hope for. ) I like kissing you. I wish we could've done it while we were swimming.
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:41 am (UTC)[ yuri whines at that, the noise caught in the back of his throat. his hands start to move, to touch and caress and do all of the things that finn is unable to. not yet, not today, but soon. soon. ]
I wanted to. It would've been... really romantic... oh, Finn...
[ he curls a little tighter on himself, the pain giving way to pleasure as he buries two fingers in deep. he's probably going to develop a cramp in his hand but it's fine. this is fine. ]
When this... this is done, kiss me. As many times as you weren't able. Okay?
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Date: 2024-06-16 04:51 am (UTC)yuri's noises make finn squirm in his seat, shifting his weight from one leg to another and he tries to steady himself by pressing his palm flat against the door. it's difficult for him to settle on one position, partly due to the discomfort of his chosen location and partly because, well... )
I will, ( he promises, his own voice sounding airy and sort of distant as he stares at the spaces between his fingers. finn doesn't quite picture yuri other than a small figure in a pile of fabric, but he does cling to the breathy sound of his voice. eventually, finn foregoes the chair and settles on the floor, now much closer to where yuri is.
he clears his throat. )
What - what did you want to happen outside, Yuri?
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:07 am (UTC)[ yuri will get wrapped up in those big arms and held by those big hands and kissed all over his face and he'll be so happy about it.
there's a small part, somewhere far back in his brain, that's saying that this isn't maybe the greatest idea in the world, if only because it's going to make it that much more difficult for yuri to behave until the wedding, but that part is drowned out by the very happy omega preening itself over its sweet, attentive beta fiancé. it's not even upset about finn not being an alpha anymore.
the question makes his hands stutter as he thinks about what could have gone down out there and he groans, turning his head a little to bite a sweater. ]
It would have been... been nice if maybe you had taken off your, ah, your undershirt. So I could s-see what... what you look like...
[ improper. so improper. ]
I'd have done th-the same. For you. Only for you, Finn.
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:19 am (UTC)in some attempt to keep himself in check, he returns to his spot with his back to the wall, knees pulled to his chest as a small physical reminder that they really do have to be careful and save themselves for each other, for their big day.
and he probably ( unfortunately ) should keep his shirt on until then. )
You're already so — so pretty. I'm sure you're even prettier like that, ( finn utters earnestly. )
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Date: 2024-06-16 06:03 am (UTC)[ and he'll see. and he'll have someone to help with his heats, who'll brush his fingers through his hair and whisper soothing things and be there for him.
yuri lets out a particularly sharp gasp and he rolls over onto his stomach, presenting to no one but the thought of his soon-to-be husband. ]
I'm almost-- Finn. Finn, Finn, mine, my beta, all mi--
[ yuri cuts himself off, biting down hard on a cushion underneath him as he spills into the pile of clothing. his body clamps around his fingers, searching for something more substantial, disappointed it's not there but still satiated.
he collapses, then, rolling just enough to the side that he doesn't land in the puddle. the pain has eased (for now), taken a backseat to the pleasure rippling through him, and he lets out a pleased sigh. ]
Thank you.
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Date: 2024-06-16 06:22 am (UTC)Yours.
( finn sighs in relief when he hears ( and, maybe he's imagining it but he seems to also feel ) yuri relax post-orgasm. after a few minutes of quiet, he rolls up onto his knees and scratches at the door again, almost affectionately. )
There's water there for you. You should hydrate or you'll feel dizzy! I can ask them to leave some food outside the door, too. Something light, I think. Maybe just some fruits if you're feeling sleepy.
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Date: 2024-06-16 05:13 pm (UTC)I will. Once I can stand up.
[ he's a little weak in the knees at the moment, and he doesn't particularly want to crawl across the room for the pitcher of water by his bed. he really should have moved it closer before he got all settled in. ]
The girl can bring it in. The one who was helping me. She's already seen everything, after all. I think her name is Ayla.
[ yuri groans as he pushes himself up into a sitting position and leans against the door. ]
The sooner the better, while I can function.
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Date: 2024-06-17 12:45 am (UTC)( well, except for one on one time with finn. but that's something for the next time, he keeps reminding himself. and it sounds like these... little conversations seem helpful to yuri too.
he makes a few awkward noises, half-starts to sentences. now that yuri's satisfied for the moment, it takes finn a second to readjust to conversing normally. look, he's clearly not someone who dirty talks often. ever. at all. but it's not something he dislikes now that he's heard what it does to yuri. )
Is your nest good? Do you need anything more from my hamper?
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Date: 2024-06-17 01:21 am (UTC)[ which will be a downright shame, but he'll know when he needs more. the pain will be an oh-so-friendly reminder.
he smiles and tilts his head back, surveying the nest that he's sitting in. the cushions will need a deep clean before they can be used again; he probably should have thought about that before he started dismantling the chairs. ]
It's the loveliest nest I've ever built, especially for not having enough time to prepare ahead. I wish you could see it.
[ a small pause ]
We may have to take tea in your room for the foreseeable future, however.
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Date: 2024-06-17 02:22 am (UTC)Um, Yuri?
( since they're having an awfully vulnerable day together, he feels more at ease with himself, at least enough to ask, ) I know what happens, like, I've read about it and heard a little about it from friends but. What is it like when you, Yuri, are in heat? Like, what was going through your mind?
( he lightly rests his forehead on the door again. it's drawing closer to their next mealtime, but he's reluctant to leave yuri like this. so the conversation continues until one of the staff think to cut in. )
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Date: 2024-06-17 02:32 am (UTC)[ yuri laughs a little, running a hand over his face. he gets up on shaky legs to move across the room as quickly as he can to retrieve a glass of water before returning with the entire jug and settling back in again. ]
It's better when I'm prepare. I can build my nest ahead of time, start preemptively taking the pain killers, figure out how to get myself as settled as I can. Today... today was different, all around.
[ he smiles a little down at the glass in his hand, only grimacing a little when a twinge of pain shoots through him as a reminder that it's all still happening. ]
It started off similarly enough; all I could think about was the pain, about getting comfortable. But then it... but then there was you.
[ yuri gets a little quieter with this, as though he wants to keep it as much of a secret between the two of them as he can. he hopes finn can hear him through the door. ]
Your scent broke through the haze, and comforted me. But once those inner parts of me knew that there was someone I'd want to-- um. Well.
[ oh, god. ]
It's all I could think about. I've never had that happen before, not really. So that was new.
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Date: 2024-06-17 03:27 am (UTC)( finn's mouth goes dry and he tries to swallow, licking his lips nervously. his voice drops as well. generally, they've been given a decent amount of space as they get to know each other, but servants are very good at picking up on things and hearing more than one would anticipate. )
You. You chose me?
Or... at least your body did?
( his heart flutters at the notion. sure, much of this is biological and out of someone's control, but if yuri's body had been calling out for him? well. maybe they were onto something by putting the two of them together. )
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Date: 2024-06-17 03:43 am (UTC)[ yuri draws his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around his legs, his body already starting to come through to the other side of being temporarily appeased. stupid fucking-- ]
But not just my body, Finn. I'm... I... I would choose you, anyway, heat be damned.
[ he lifts his head and turns it, staring at the door as though he can see through it, can see finn on the other side. yuri lifts a hand and places it against the wood with a faint smile. ]
I know we haven't known each other long, so maybe it's too fast to say, but... yeah. I would always choose you.
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Date: 2024-06-17 04:14 pm (UTC)Oh, Yuri, I-I wish I could've been in the room to. To hear you say that, ( finn finally stammers, wanting to choose the right words to say. )
That means so much to me. I care about you so much already and I just want to be there for you as much as I can!
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Date: 2024-06-18 02:56 am (UTC)[ yuri giggles quietly and looks up, then, at the knock on the door. when ayla announces her arrival he welcomes her in, digging finn's towel out of the pile to drape it over his bare waist. she inquires how he is, says nothing of where he's set up his nest, and leaves a tray of treats and liquids and a few, more heartier bites to eat before bowing and leaving once more.
yuri lets out a slow sigh and pouts at the door at his back. ]
I guess this means you're about to be called down to dinner.
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Date: 2024-06-18 05:16 am (UTC)( finn hums, pursing his lips. he is hungry and it feels as if he's gotten older since their rather innocent teatime earlier. slowly, he gets to his feet and raps on the door. )
And you need to take care of yourself while you have energy! I'll be back before you know it, though I do hope that you'll get some sleep too. ( finn lingers there for a few more beats, opening and closing his mouth a few times. )
I think I'll stay up with you as long as I can tonight.
( with a satisfied exhale, he knocks again. ) Goodbye, Yuri!
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Date: 2024-06-18 10:35 pm (UTC)[ yuri listens for a bit, to finn getting ready to go down to dinner and finally the door clicking shut behind him. he finally collapses sideways, letting himself to just give in to wanting to groan from the pain building inside of him again. it was hard, holding it back while finn was still there, even though he knows he shouldn't.
but he doesn't want to make this any more difficult for the both of them than it already is.
he manages to sit up and eat a bit, picking at the things that are the most appealing to him--some fruits, a couple nibbles of cheese, a slice of delicate prosciutto--which satisfies a small part of him.
it's just going to be a shame that when he comes back, finn's probably going to be privy to some, ah... sounds again. ]
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Date: 2024-06-18 11:23 pm (UTC)at the dinner table, he sits around his mother in uncomfortable half-silence as they dance around the topic of yuri being occupied. it's not as if it's abnormal, but finn simply doesn't want to discuss his hand in helping him out from afar with his mother. at all. ever.
he does cut into his cherry pastry with a small smile, gently asking if one can be sent up to yuri later.
trudging up the stairs again, he bids his mother goodnight and waits until she has retired to her rooms before he hurries down the hallway into his own so he can check in. )
Yuri...? ( he's not at the shared door yet, pulling a new set of pajamas out of the drawers since he had given yuri last night's set. )
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Date: 2024-06-19 02:58 am (UTC)and apparently so far gone that he can hear finn's voice again. good god, man, stand up. ]
Finn. Finn, Finn, Finn...
[ yuri answers the voice (that he thinks is all in his mind), desperately rocking back against his hand in an effort to find that last little switch that will drive him over the edge. ]
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Date: 2024-06-19 03:18 am (UTC)oh, he is.
and he's saying his name without him even being around.
finn takes a moment to let it truly sink in, to listen to the way yuri sounds when he's getting himself off. it's like he's been struck by lightning when he begins to actually picture yuri where he is in his nest, if he's naked or not, if he's ( gulp ) wearing any of finn's clothes.
he quickly changes into his pajamas and folds his dinner outfit into a neat pile for the staff to take for later. )
Yuri, I'm back, ( finn calls softly through the door, taking a seat on the floor again. )
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Date: 2024-06-19 03:58 am (UTC)oh. wait, no, that's actually finn. finn who has come back and is on the other side of the door and has basically walked in on yuri. ]
Fi--
[ well, who knew that knowledge would be that switch he was looking for. yuri lets out another sharp cry, this one ending in a gasp as he collapses back to the floor again. yuri lays there, quiet and panting, before he reaches up and lightly knocks on the door with a whine. ]
S'embarrassinnnnnng.
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