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Day one of being an idol—the real, true, day one—Yushi was told from the start that he would be a cat. No joke. Yushi always had a feeling about that being the case considering he was always referenced in a feline manner among trainees, so it only made sense that his cat-like image as a trainee would transcend over to his idol image.

Everything is cats when it comes to Yushi. Designated emoji, big suit for concerts that represent their animals, even the self-designed mascot of his is a cat, naturally so. It comes as no surprise that when Yushi watches back their own content or finds clips littered throughout various social media that cat noises have been edited onto said clips.

Fan signs consist of fans asking him to do cat-like aegyo or looking him in the eyes and referring to him as a real life walking, talking, dancing cat. Yushi, very professionally, swallows his pride and plays along with it. He'll hold his fists up to his cheeks and look at fans with big eyes, or hold his fingers above his head to make fake cat ears, all for a hidden phone camera that will leak this moment for other fans across the world to see. The thought doesn't scare Yushi nearly as much as it used to.

Despite his nonchalance towards the cat-like image that he has, Yushi doesn't mind it nearly as much as it may seem he does. If anything, he kind of likes being able to act cute and still be able to retreat away when things get too much, under the guise of a cat-like image that excuses his introverted behaviors. On top of that, it could be worse. So much worse. His designated animal could have been a mouse or an insect, given his quiet nature.

The cat persona that Yushi has adopted for fans isn't really a thing behind closed doors where nobody else can see and where cameras aren't rolling. Of course there's teasing, Sakuya never misses a moment to really rub the image in his face with Ryo trotting along behind him like Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. But, for the most part, any mentions are in passing from other members.

So it doesn't make sense to see Riku standing in front of him with both of his hands stretched out in front of himself, holding a pair of fluffy cat ears and an equally as fluffy tail in Yushi's direction. The smile on his face is awfully kind and his cheeks flush pink from embarrassment. The overall look of the items is far too nice to be company provided, which means Riku must have gone out of his way to buy these things.

"You can't be serious," Yushi says quietly as he tears his eyes from the fluffy orange and white cat ears back up to Riku.

As soon as Daeyoung left their shared room to go snag the shower, Riku had barged in with his hands behind his back and a grin on his face. Yushi had thought nothing of it considering this is a normal routine of theirs. Idol life means little to no privacy, and living in dorms doesn't help with that fact, so it's normal for the two of them to take advantage of the rare alone time that they get.

Of all things to expect from a couple minutes of alone time with Riku, Yushi wasn't really expecting this.

"Where did you even find this?" Yushi asks, genuinely, because it's not like there's copious amounts of free time for Riku to find cat ears and a tail. Delivered mail isn't necessarily a safe option, considering the rabid fans that camp outside of their dorm, which means physically walking into a store to buy this isn't viable either.

"Don't worry about that." Riku gently nudges the ear and tail towards Yushi as if to remind him of what's in front of him. As if Yushi could forget. "So?"

"I don't even know what you're suggesting," Yushi says. "I mean, I have an idea."

Riku cocks his eyebrow upwards. "What're you thinking?"

Yushi glares at Riku with a frown. "Don't make me be the pervert here."

"You already are," Riku laughs, shaking his head. "Come on, Yuu-chan."

Yushi chews on his bottom lip, eyes flicking between the fluffy orange and white pieces in both of his hands. "You're more of the cat type than I am, though."

Yushi knows that he's only half right. Riku is more willing to play into the assigned black cat role unprompted and with his full chest because he knows that it gets fans going and it's expected of him. But he also enjoys the comparisons and finds them cute, so it's not as if it's all forced upon him.

It's not really even forced upon Yushi, honestly, being compared to a cat in both behavior and looks isn't something that Yushi dislikes. Yushi is constantly told how much of a cat he looks like, especially with certain hair cuts, so it doesn't bother him or anything. But between the two of them, Yushi would have expected Riku to be the one willingly wearing cat ears and a tail.

"That's even better," Riku chirps, practically bouncing up and down. "Maybe you'll get in touch with your feline side."

Yushi scrunches his nose up as his eyes flick back up to Riku, staring at him through his lashes. Yushi is sitting on his bed, legs hanging off the edge as Riku stands in front of him, close enough that Yushi has to angle his head upwards in order to properly look at Riku. When they're like this, Yushi feels so small despite the difference in their heights being minuscule.

And maybe Yushi should laugh in Riku's face, turn him down, and continue on with life knowing the set things that they do in the bedroom are already comfortable enough for them. It saves time and awkwardness, no need to figure out anything else if they know what they like.

But, at the same time, Riku has never been one to deny Yushi when he would first bring up trying something new no matter how odd or wildly uncomfortable it may have seemed at first for Riku. So that's where Yushi's at; stuck between sticking with what's comfortable or giving in to the urge to try something new.

Riku sets the tail down besides Yushi, using both of his hands to gently slide the metal band down on top of Yushi's head, tucking the rounded ends back behind his ears and fixing the fluffy ears on top of his head to sit a little straighter. The feeling doesn't do much for Yushi, but the feeling of Riku gently fixing his hair while cooing is enough to make Yushi's heart lightly flutter.

"See? Suits you." Riku's voice is low, quiet in a way that always makes Yushi want to squirm. "You're already the prettiest kitty."

Yushi's throat feels suddenly dry at the words, so he swallows down just to ease the feeling. There's a more pressing heat that sparks in his lower tummy like a broken lighter in his stomach when Riku calls him that. The prettiest kitty.

It's different from fan service and doing aegyo while wearing the cheap company provided cat ears in order to make fans smile because that never makes him feel so—so small and fuzzy around the edges of his mind.

Then Riku moves his hand beneath Yushi's chin and gently strokes his fingers back and forth, like he would with a real cat. Yushi instinctively tilts his head upwards, giving Riku enough room to properly tickle the underside of his chin.

"See? You're kind of already my cat, anyways," Riku beams with a smile tugging at the corners of his pretty mouth as he reaches his hand back up to slowly stroke through Yushi's hair. "So, what do you think, Yuu-chan?"

"I-" Yushi begins, then pauses, clamping his mouth shut as he chews nervously on his bottom lip.

Yushi doesn't know why he hesitates. He's never been afraid of trying out something new, especially not with Riku, who is both open minded and one of the kindest people that Yushi has ever met, but the new position that Riku wants him to try out is quite daunting.

Not because he's not used to it, because Yushi is used to it, but to have Riku on the other end of what he's already used to is… intimidating, yeah, that's the word. The idea of wearing a tail and ears just for Riku's eyes while being his pretty kitty is intimidating in a way that makes him second guess whether or not he should agree. The fear of not being able to do well out of embarrassment gets in the way.

Though, Yushi knows Riku is patient. Not only is he patient, but Riku is kind and gentle with Yushi's feelings because he knows better than anybody else how Yushi's mind works. Even if Yushi were shy or afraid to open up the first time they were to lean into this whole cat fantasy, Riku would wait patiently for him.

Maybe that knowledge is what makes Yushi even more of a curious cat about this whole thing.

"Okay," Yushi tentatively agrees with a small nod. "I can try."

Riku smiles wide enough that his dimples pop out deep on his cheeks and his cute canines are on display for Yushi to see. "Good kitty."

Yushi splutters at the words, trying his best to will down the burning in his cheeks as Riku quietly giggles in response to Yushi's outburst of pathetic embarrassment at something as small as being called a good kitty.

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Their agreement doesn't happen immediately. Not by choice but because their schedules are busy and there's no room to breathe in between the routine of shows and fan signs and planes and hotel rooms. It could be as simple as Yushi offering to switch a room with someone, but even managers have keys to each hotel room, and expecting privacy as an idol is foolish.

Yushi is incredibly used to the grueling schedule that seems to never end, only because it's the same thing they've been doing for two years of their career at this point. Still, even if Yushi is mostly used to it, it doesn't make him miss the free time that he once had before, back when he was a trainee and a new NCT unit was only a briefly discussed concept concept.

On top of it all, Yushi misses free time with Riku in between schedules. Their interactions have fallen into hushed changing room conversations and holding hands right before stages while they're off to the sides where nobody can see. And, of course, interacting with your boyfriend on stage when his whole thing is how touchy he is makes it a little easier, too. But it's not enough.

They had sort of off hand talked about what's to be expected of the ever looming cat role play in the distance whenever they had the chance, which was usually at three in the morning in whatever hotel room they were in for the night. Riku had set the rules, Yushi had stubbornly bickered with Riku until he let up on some of them. The more they talked about it, the more Yushi found himself anticipating free time to actually try it out.

So when they all finally get a few days back in Korea at the dorms with no expectation of plans or schedules, things naturally fall into place.

Ever the socialite, Sion had invited him along with everybody else to go to some restaurant that he had been recommended to try once or twice by someone he knew. Yushi had politely declined the offer under the guise of catching up on much needed rest. It was partially true. Being an idol is a dent on his already small social battery, plus, it's always a hassle to avoid fans finding them in public. Yushi finds it easier to stay home.

Any FOMO that may have crept up on him disappeared as soon as Yushi stepped back into his room after a long shower to see the familiar tail and ears laid out prettily on the bed for him. The sight made his heart skip a beat. Yushi took his time with getting ready for Riku, finding the perfect cute, yet casual, outfit that would really help Riku think that he were the worlds cutest cat.

So with the tail clipped to his boxers and out over his shorts, which took Yushi way too long to figure out how to make work, as well as the matching ear set, Yushi stands in front of Riku's bedroom door. He raises his fist to knock, gulping around the lump of doubt that rises in his throat and forces back his insecurities.

Yushi's knuckles gently hit the door, knocking just quiet enough that Yushi takes a moment to consider knocking again, only to hear the soft hum of Riku's voice from the other side of the door, granting him permission to come inside.

Yushi is quick to open the door and step inside, shutting it gently behind himself as he stands in front of Riku's doorway with his fists balled at his sides. Riku, however, doesn't look up from the piles of folded laundry that he's diligently putting away, as if laundry is somehow more important than his boyfriend standing in his room and fulfilling the fantasy that he had approached Yushi with.

"Riku-kun," Yushi says quietly, shifting the weight on his feet nervously.

Riku turns his head, looking Yushi up and down once before smiling. "You look so cute, Yuu-chan."

Yushi's cheeks heat up embarrassingly fast from the compliment. "Thank you, Riku-kun."

"Although," Riku says with a little lilt in his voice. "I didn't think cats could stand."

Yushi only hears that tone in Riku's voice when he's gently trying to steer Yushi in the right direction, usually during practice or content filming when Yushi isn't quite picking up on something.

So Yushi is quick to scramble on the floor, pressing his knees into the cold hardwood with his hands on his thighs, staring up at Riku from across the room. Riku shoots him a smile and then turns back to his laundry, humming a tune under his breath as he continues with his chore.

"Riku-kun," Yushi says, frowning moments later when Riku doesn't give him the time of day.

Yushi grumbles and makes his way over to Riku, crawling on the floor in a way that Yushi can only hope is somewhat akin to how a cat would. Once Yushi makes it over to Riku, he rubs his cheek against Riku's bare leg, relishing in the smell of soap that still lingers on Riku's skin and the smell of laundry detergent that lingers from where his shorts rest on his thighs.

"What is it?" Riku asks, taking a step back in order to crouch down in front of Yushi. "Does my kitty want attention?"

Yushi nods. "Please?"

Riku smiles and brings his hand up to gently pet the top of Yushi's head, scratching between his ears. "I'm a little busy though, kitty. Can't you wait a couple minutes?"

Yushi frowns and shakes his head.

"You're so cute, it's impossible to say no to you," Riku says as he stands. He makes a quick effort of moving his clothes from the bed to the top of the dresser, shutting the doors gently before sitting down on the end of his bed in front of Yushi. "Come."

Yushi follows the demand without hesitation, crawling the small distance until he's kneeling between Riku's spread legs. The angle is just good, just good enough that the thoughts in Yushi's mind of what he could be doing instead sparks a familiar flame in his belly.

"You listen so well," Riku marvels, extending his hand outward, palm facing the ceiling. "Paw."

Yushi lifts his hand—no, his paw and rests it in Riku's extended hand. It's hard to not miss the size difference between Yushi's hands in comparison to Riku's. Yushi has always had smaller and daintier hands whereas Riku's fingers are long and his palms rather large. But right now, with his fist curled up tightly in Riku's palm, the size difference feels even greater.

"So cute, Yuu-chan," Riku says before humming curiously, tilting his head with a little frown. "Has someone else already trained you, kitty?"

Yushi is quick to shake his head with a deep frown pulling at the corners of his lips just from the words alone. The idea of doing this with anybody else or being trained by anybody else is nauseating to Yushi because he only wants to be this good for Riku and nobody else.

"Ah, I see," Riku says quietly, nodding along. "Kitty's just good for me, right?"

The short circuit in Yushi's brain trips at the words—no, not just at the words themself, but because it's Riku saying them. The spark that's been desperate to light in his tummy manages to burst into a flame, leaving the pressure in Yushi's lower tummy growing.

Still, trying to remain coherent, Yushi nods and speaks quietly. "Just for Riku-kun."

"Good, so good," Riku says, eyes flicking across Yushi's face. He brings his hand from underneath Yushi's hand up to his cheek, cupping it gently, sliding his thumb against his skin. "Good kitty. You're so good for me, aren't you?"

If Yushi were a cat, he would be purring so loud that not even Riku would be able to miss it. Not even if he tried. Yushi leans into the touch and tilts his head just enough to look cute as he stares up at Riku with wide eyes.

"So pretty, Yuu-chan," Riku says quietly. "Can Riku-kun hear your pretty voice, kitty?"

Yushi licks his lips nervously before opening his mouth, forming his lips around the quiet 'meow' that leaves his lips. It should be mortifying and, in any other situation, it surely would be humiliating to do, but with Riku there's no humiliation that prickles at his skin.

Yushi had been practicing to perfect his meow, which felt so lame to do over the course of grueling schedules, locked inside his hotel bathrooms to quietly meow in the shower and pray that whoever was his roommate for the night couldn't hear him over the stream of water.

"Prettiest voice ever." Riku's voice is low, heavy in a way that adds onto the ever growing pressure in Yushi's stomach. "You're so perfect, Yuu-chan."

Riku's cheeks are pink and the smile on his lips is so soft that it almost counteracts the sexual nature of their current state. The sight makes Yushi's heart skip a beat. Riku has always been handsome ever since Yushi first met him, back when they were both too shy to speak for more than a few minutes. Yushi thinks that Riku is even more handsome years after, confident and more mature.

"Riku-kun," Yushi calls suddenly, sliding his hands up to rest on Riku's knees. "Can I have a kiss?"

Riku hums, sliding his hand down underneath Yushi's chin, pressing the underside against the divot between his index finger and thumb as he tilts Yushi's head upwards. His fingers press into Yushi's cheeks, squishing his lips together just the slightest bit.

Riku leans forward a bit more, bending over just enough to hover his face in front of Yushi's. From so up close, Yushi can see the way that Riku's eyes have darkened. Yushi licks his lips with the tip of his tongue in anticipation of feeling Riku's lips against his.

"Say please," Riku reminds him, only to shake his head and reiterate his words. "Say 'please, kiss me, Riku-kun'."

"Please kiss me, Riku-kun," Yushi repeats, muffled by his cheeks slightly squished together. "I've been a good kitty. Haven't I?"

Riku presses their lips together in a heated kiss without another word, slow and languid as Riku moves their lips together, as if he were taking his sweet time picking Yushi apart piece by piece. Riku isn't overly rushed or desperate to rile Yushi up from the get go. The slowness of it all makes Yushi whimper into the kiss, desperate for more, but well behaved enough to take what he gets and wait patiently.

Yushi lifts himself higher up on his knees and moves his hands to gently fist in the front of Riku's tee, right at his neckline, silently begging Riku for more. Riku exhales through his nose before tilting his head, catching Yushi's bottom lip between his teeth. He tugs on it gently before letting it bounce back into place, leaning forward again to press their lips together with more vigor than before.

Riku kisses like a starved man, taking the lead so easily that Yushi has to sloppily copy his movements and hope that it feels as good on Riku's end as it does on his. The intensity of their kiss makes Yushi feel like Riku wants to swallow him entirely whole, tilting Yushi's head upwards more so that he can deepen their kiss.

A whine rips from the back of Yushi's throat as Riku swipes his tongue against the seam of his lips, quickly shoving it into Yushi's mouth as his lips drop around the whine that's coaxed out of him. Now this is what Yushi likes; when Riku licks into his mouth as if he's trying to taste Yushi from the inside out, uncaring of the spit that swaps between their mouths and smears against their lips with every movement, a betrayal to both of their clean habits.

It's an intense kiss on both ends, a clear display of want after so long of not being able to have each other like this. Schedules and no privacy makes it hard to do things like this. Kiss, fuck, anything, really, at least for no more than a couple of minutes if they're lucky.

They're unabashedly desperate and it shows in the way that their lips slide and smack together. Riku's fingers grip hard enough at the hinge of Yushi's jaw that it feels nearly impossible to let his mouth fully close or push Riku's tongue out of his mouth, not that he really has any desire to, anyways.

Yushi's hands slide down Riku's chest, skimming past the loose fabric that hangs off of his chest from leaning forward, down to the tops of his thighs. There's an urge to tug at Riku's shorts, demand that he takes them off and get to what he's been waiting to do for so long now. But he's not in any position to call the shots here. So he'll be sneaky about it. He settles on flattening his hand and slowly sliding it up against the satin material of his shorts until his fingertips brush against Riku's hardening cock that presses up against the taut fabric.

Riku makes a little sound at the contact, shifting his hips and sitting up a little straighter so that Yushi can touch him properly. Yushi slides his fingers over the growing bulge in his shorts, squeezing his cock through the fabric and petting the top of his cock, working as best as he can to get Riku to full hardness despite the material that acts as a barrier between his hand and Riku's cock.

Yushi whines, using his free hand to gently push at Riku's shoulder as he pulls his head back from the kiss. "Riku-kun."

"What?" Riku asks. His lips are shiny and swollen from kissing, cheeks redder than before. "What is it, kitty?"

"Want these off," Yushi demands, moving his hand from Riku's cock to wrap his fingers around the waistband of his shorts. "Off, off."

Riku shakes his head and presses his lips into a hard, thin line. "Is that how you ask for things you want?"

Yushi huffs, shaking his head. "No," he says. "I'm sorry, Riku-kun."

Riku sits up straight, moving his hand from Yushi's chin to gently pet the top of his head again. "Are you?"

"I'm really, really sorry," Yushi repeats, removing his hands from off of Riku's body to rest on his thighs again. "I'm sorry for being bad. I'm sorry."

Yushi feels unlike himself, apologizing profusely for being bad of all things. Yushi is a trickster, always looking to bend the rules if it means getting underneath peoples skin just a little bit and annoying them just enough that they have some kind of adverse reaction to him. It's all for fun, maybe a bit of a masochistic streak on Yushi's end that he refuses to confront.

There's a clear difference between being annoying on purpose and doing something wrong to earn Riku's scrutiny. It doesn't feel as nice to be scolded when it's a result of his own mistake when Yushi was supposed to just be good for Riku.

Riku strokes the top of Yushi's head gently, nibbling on his bottom lip. "Okay, kitty," he says finally. "Ask nicely now."

"Riku-kun, take these off, please?" Yushi tries again, reaching up to wrap his fingers gently around the waist band, blinking up as prettily as possible up at Riku. "Kitty can do it for Riku-kun if he's feeling lazy."

Riku nods and plants his feet flat on the floor as he lifts up his hips while leaning back on one hand in order for Yushi to slide off his shorts. Yushi does so, removing Riku's shorts and boxers off in one go, scooting backwards just enough to guide them off of his legs and off to the side somewhere.

Yushi is quick to scoot forward between Riku's legs again, only this time his eyes are stuck on Riku's cock in front of him, leaking slightly and hanging heavy. He's not fully hard but, God, just a little more work and Yushi could easily get him there in no time.

Riku's got a nice cock. Perfect size, perfect thickness, perfect length to fit just right inside of Yushi's mouth whenever they get the chance. Yushi misses the heavy weight on his tongue and the way his throat would just barely constrict around the intrusion inside of his mouth, pressing back just far enough to trigger Yushi's gag reflex.

"Thank you, Riku-kun," Yushi finds himself saying, unable to take his eyes off of Riku's cock. "Riku-kun is pretty here, too."

Riku swallows hard enough that the sound is crystal clear to Yushi. His fingers tighten around Yushi's hair as he tugs him towards his crotch, further forward enough that Yushi could brush the tip of his nose against Riku's cock if he truly wanted to. God, he wants to so badly.

"Look at me," Riku says, voice hushed. "Look at me, Yuu-chan."

Yushi pulls his eyes from Riku's cock up to his face, blinking up at Riku with wide eyes. There's an exhale from Riku's nose before he reaches down with his other hand, wrapping his fingers around his own cock to slowly pump himself to full hardness as he stares down at Yushi. It's kind of flattering.

"Stick your tongue out for me, kitty," Riku says. When Yushi does as he's told, Riku angles his cock forward, gently patting the tip of his cock down against Yushi's tongue. "Yeah, that's hot."

Yushi opens his mouth just enough to lean forward and wrap his lips around the tip of Riku's cock, gently sliding his tongue against the slit of his cock, kitten licking up the pre-cum that leaks out. Riku stifles a moan at the feeling, clamping his front teeth down against his bottom lip.

Yushi drops his mouth open more as he leans forward, sinking his head down further on Riku's hard cock until his lips touch Riku's fingers where they sit wrapped around his cock about halfway down. It's not nearly enough to satisfy the need that nestles deep inside of Yushi to have Riku stuff his mouth full until he can barely breathe.

Riku removes his hand from his cock, using the hand on Yushi's head to gently coax him further down his cock. The stretch around Yushi's lips stings the tiniest bit on the corners and the feeling of his mouth being rapidly filled reminds him to breathe through his nose, but it's so worth it. Having every inch of Riku's cock inside of his mouth is worth the effort.

"Fuck, kitty," Riku moans from above him, tugging the bottom of his shirt up and leaning back just enough to get a good view. "So pretty like this."

Yushi moans at the praise, pulling his head back just enough to quickly wrap his own fingers around the base of Riku's cock. He hollows his cheeks out, slowly moving his head back and forth on Riku's cock, relishing in the way that Riku's cock just barely grazes the back of his mouth whenever Yushi sinks down.

Yushi missed this a lot. Yushi missed the small sounds that Riku makes when he gets his dick sucked and the way his cock twitches in Yushi's mouth as he takes him deeper. Yushi missed how handsy Riku gets, how he tugs on Yushi's hair and makes him take it deeper.

Riku's fingers tighten in Yushi's hair hard enough that it stings as he tilts his head back at the feeling with a groan, only to quickly drop his head down to look at Yushi again. "Fuck, Yuu-chan."

Yushi's stomach twists as sounds of pleasure and praises tumble from Riku's lips, leaving his own cock aching inside of his shorts. It strains against the fabric, desperate for some kind of friction.

Yushi lowers his head further down, pressing Riku all the way into the back of his mouth until his eyes water and he's coughing around him, quickly pulling all the way off. There's an obscene string of thick spit that still connects his lips to Riku's cock.

"So good, kitty," Riku praises, loosening his grip on Yushi's hair to gently pet the top of his head again. "Making me feel so good, baby."

Yushi shudders from the praise, leaning forward to gently lick the tip of Riku's cock again. His hand moves up and down, slowly jerking Riku off as he laps up the precum that leaks from the tip of his cock. From this angle, Yushi can see the way Riku's face twitches and morphs at the feeling.

"Ah-" Riku moves his hand so that he's stroking the top of Yushi's head again, petting him as if to let him know how good he's been doing. "Wanna hear you."

Yushi opens his mouth, letting out a little meow again. When Riku's lips part over a curse, Yushi does it again. It feels perverted, kneeling in between Riku's legs with his cock resting on his lips as he meows like a cat in front of him. It's the kind of thing Yushi is going to think about later and jerk off to and feel like a sick pervert.

Riku nods, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. "My pretty kitty," he says, then pauses. "Do the thing."

"The thing?"

"The-" Riku cuts himself off as he balls his free hand into a fist and brings it up to his own cheek, a recreation of the cat aegyo that the two of them are forced to do by fans.

Yushi blinks. Once. Twice. Then brings his free hand up to his cheek and curls his hand into a fist, flicking his wrist forward just a little bit as he would for a fan. "Nyam."

Yeah, no, this is mortifying, doing aegyo while sucking his boyfriends dick is going to go down in Yushi's mental hall of fame of things that will never leave his mind. Yushi doesn't know how he's ever going to do this aegyo again without constantly thinking about how this is what he did while sucking his boyfriends dick.

But then Riku moans—fucking moans—at the sight and nods. "Fuck, Yuu-chan, that's hot."

Yushi smiles wide from the praise despite his embarrassment before leaning forward again, letting Riku's cock hit against his cheek and lips as he gives his shaft a few pumps. The spit on Riku's cock makes the slide of Yushi's fist smoother, drawing sweet noises out from between Riku's pretty lips as he jerks off his boyfriend. All while doing aegyo.

Riku's hips twitch with each slide, clearly holding himself back from fucking up into Yushi's fist. If the twitching wasn't enough to make Riku's desperation obvious, then the way that his eyebrows knit together while his teeth dig into his bottom lip sure is. So Yushi spares him by opening his mouth, letting his tongue roll out as he leans forward and slides the tip of Riku's leaking cock against his tongue.

Yushi wraps his lips tight around the shaft before sinking his head lower and lower, not stopping until the head of Riku's cock pushes just slightly into his throat. Yushi holds himself there as he blinks back tears, looking up at Riku through wet eyelashes, resisting the urge to pull his head off and cough up the spit that pools in his mouth.

Yushi pulls his head back just enough to exhale through his nose and will his terrible gag reflex to calm down before shutting his eyes, bobbing his head back and forth as he fully focuses in on making a show out of sucking Riku's cock. He moans and doesn't hide the slurps of spit, using his hand to jerk off what his mouth can't reach, dropping his other hand down to gently palm himself through his pants for just a semblance of release.

Yushi imagines Riku fucking him, shoving his big dick into his ass while he tells Yushi how much of a pretty kitty he is. Yushi imagines Riku bending him over, fucking him hard and rough while holding his tail out the way. Yushi imagines Riku folding him in half to cum inside of him, then watching as Riku's cum dribbles out from inside of him, making a mess on Riku's perfectly neat bed. The thoughts make Yushi moan around his cock.

Riku's cock throbs in his mouth, paired with moans and praises that roll out of Riku's mouth and ring through Yushi's ears. The hand on top of his head grips harshly at his hair, tugging Yushi's head lower down on his cock, hips bucking as he chases his own release. Yushi knows Riku well enough to know when he's going to cum sooner rather than later, having done this with him multiple times throughout the years they've known each other. His breathing is all ragged and his face pulls together as if he were holding on really tight to something.

"Yuu-chan, I-" Riku stutters around the words, throwing his head back so far that all Yushi can see is the expanse of beautiful, sweaty tan skin on Riku's neck. "Gonna-gonna cum, Yushi-"

Yushi doubles his efforts in anticipation, staring up at Riku's jaw as he buries Riku to the hilt inside of his mouth, lips pressed against the smooth skin at the base. There's drool pooling out the sides of Yushi's mouth at this point, dripping down onto the tops of his thighs every time Yushi moves his head.

Riku makes an effort to push Yushi's head back before he cums, only for Yushi to grumble with his cock in his mouth and bring his free hand up to bat Riku's hand off from his head.

Yushi hears the moan that rips from Riku's throat first, then registers the surge of hot, salty liquid inside of his mouth as Riku cums. Yushi pulls his head back, resting the tip of Riku's throbbing cock in his mouth as he swallows down the load in his mouth, trying his best not to grimace at the taste of it.

Riku is quick to push Yushi's head back off of him, mumbling something about it feeling like too much as he tries to catch his breath.

"Yushi," Riku breathes out, sliding his hand down to gently cup Yushi's cheek in his palm again. "You're so good- so good, seriously."

Yushi leans into the touch, smiling. "I know."

"So humble." Riku laughs, leaning forward to catch Yushi's lips in a quick kiss. "What am I gonna do with you?"

"Well, you could help me out," Yushi says, gesturing downwards.

Riku sighs, letting his head drop lazily. "Riku-kun is tired."

"Riku."

"I'm kidding," Riku says quickly, scooting over and patting the spot next to himself. "Come up here."

Yushi clambers up on the bed, settling himself down next to Riku with his legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Riku stands, moving to position himself in between Yushi's legs before he leans down, wrapping his fingers around the waist band of Yushi's sleep shorts, tugging them off and tossing them to the side. He makes a move to take off Yushi's boxers, only for Yushi's hand to fly down and grab Riku's wrist, halting his movements.

"Wait," Yushi mumbles, looking up at Riku. "The tail."

Riku furrows his eyebrows. "What about it, baby?"

"Don't want it off," Yushi says quietly. "It's connected to my boxers."

Riku hums with a nod. "Okay, kitty," he says before leaning in, pressing their lips together in a hungry kiss again.

Yushi makes a small surprised sound at the kiss, but still kisses Riku back with all of his might, despite the ache that still lingers in his jaw from sucking Riku off. Riku's hands rest at Yushi's sides, slowly inching forward until his knee sinks down on top of the mattress, right between Yushi's thighs.

Wordlessly, Yushi scoots back, making room for Riku, only for Riku to push forward again, pushing Yushi backwards as he crawls forward all without breaking the kiss, leaving Yushi scrambling backwards. Riku doesn't stop until they've reached the pillows, pushing his body weight down on top of Yushi to force him to lay back against the cushioning.

Yushi follows easily, whining when Riku breaks the kiss to trail his lips down Yushi's jaw bone to his neck. "No marks, Riku."

"I know," Riku mutters against his skin, nipping Yushi's skin between his teeth before sitting up. "Turn around."

Yushi huffs at the loss of contact but does as he's told, turning around until he's flat on his tummy. Yushi fists Riku's fluffy pillows between his fingers, bringing his head down to rest on top of them as well.

Riku's hand slides up against the tail Yushi had clipped onto his boxers, sliding it through his fist as if it were the real thing. Yushi arches back into the touch, letting a soft meow stumble out from between his lips as if he could really feel Riku stroking his tail.

"Pretty," Riku says from behind him, pressing a soft kiss right where the base of Yushi's real tail would be as he scoots backwards. "Next time I should brush you and dress you up, yeah? Pamper my kitty up?"

Yushi nods, mewling at the mere idea of it. Maybe Riku could get him a collar. Do cats wear collars? Yushi could be the first. The collar would need to have Riku's name on it, a declaration of ownership over Yushi and a return address just in case he were to ever get lost. The thought makes him shiver.

Riku slowly slides Yushi's boxers down off of Yushi's pale legs, yet, the feeling of fur against his back still remains despite the loss of fabric around him. Yushi doesn't have time to question it before Riku's sinking his teeth into Yushi's right ass cheek, drawing a whine from the boy beneath him.

"Sorry, kitty," Riku coos, using his other hand to stroke Yushi's tail again. There's a fist resting against his ass where Riku is, presumably, holding the clip that once connected to his boxers. It's… oddly sweet that Riku cares so much about Yushi's desire to keep the tail on.

Riku presses his lips against Yushi's ass, trailing soft kisses around his skin before using one hand to spread Yushi open. Yushi arches backwards, lifting his hips up off the bed and pushing himself back towards Riku.

"So eager," is all Riku says before leaning in, licking a fat stripe with his tongue pressed flat against Yushi's hole.

Yushi gasps at the feeling, wringing his fingers tighter against the pillows as Riku laps against his entrance like a dog. Yushi hesitantly moves one of his hands down, pulling his ass cheek open on the other side so that Riku can access him easier, cheeks hot from the lewdness within his own actions.

Riku moans against him, sending shockwaves throughout Yushi's body as he devours him whole. The tip of his tongue prods at Yushi's hole, experimentally pressing against it. Yushi's still too tight, too wound up from the feeling of being eaten out after so long.

Yushi's always been a bit sensitive on his body, shaking and whining even at feather light touches, habitually saying something hurts even when it lightly touches him because he's so sensitive that even little bumps manage to hurt a little bit sometimes. Sensitivity only heightens around Riku, who knows Yushi's triggers and the right buttons to push like the back of his hand, as if it were his own body that he were navigating.

"Riku- ah," Yushi's fingers falter where they tug himself open as Riku circles the tip of his tongue around his entrance. "Senpai, please.."

Riku pulls his head back just enough to move his hand with the tail down, pressing it flat against him as he stretches his fingers to gently press his thumb down against Yushi's wet hole. Yushi feels like he's gotten wet for Riku. It feels like—almost like he's a girl. Or a cat in heat. Maybe both. Yushi feels dizzy.

"Senpai?" Riku repeats, almost teasingly. "Ah, 'cause im your owner?"

Yushi nods desperately, bucking his hips back against the pressure of Riku's thumb nearly prodding into his hole. The tail bounces pathetically on his back as Yushi moves his hips.

"So cute, kitty." Riku leans in again, lifting his thumb up off of Yushi's hole to replace it with his tongue again.

Yushi attempts to spread himself wider, wriggling a little as Riku presses the tip of his tongue against Yushi's hole, just enough that it pushes just past the resistance. Yushi moans at the intrusion, squeezing his eyes shut as Riku shallowly fucks his tongue in and out of his hole.

Riku moans against him, reaching the hand that once spread Yushi open down underneath his lifted hips, grabbing ahold of Yushi's leaking cock, all while removing his tongue out of him, despite the whine from Yushi. He opts to lap up against Yushi's hole instead, noisily, filling Yushi's ears with nothing but slick sounds and the sound of his own voice breaking around whimpers and moans.

"Poor kitty," Riku says, breath fanning hot against his wetness. "Is my kitty in heat?"

Yushi whimpers, pressing his face into the pillows as he lets out a pathetic 'yes' at the words. He tries his best to hold his hips still, though desperate to fuck into Riku's fist and chase the release that's been building up inside of him since he first started sucking Riku off.

Riku clicks his tongue from behind him, sliding his fist from the base of Yushi's cock up to the tip. Yushi imagines the obscene leak of precum on Riku's bed sheets as Riku practically wrings it out of him with every slide of his fist. The image embarrasses Yushi, leaving his skin hot.

"I'm such a bad owner, didn't even notice," Riku says casually as he quickens his fist around Yushi's cock. "Does kitty forgive me?"

Yushi opens his mouth to respond, broken by a warbled moan that leaves his throat as Riku tightens his fist around the tip of his cock, jerking off the sensitive head. The slide of pre-cum against Riku's fist is overwhelming, leaving Yushi's hips jumping and twitching at the feeling of quick overstimulation.

"I—fuck," Yushi says, lifting his head up for a moment, only for it to fall back down again, cheek pressed against the pillows. "Ah- always, always senpai-"

Yushi cries out as Riku's tongue comes in contact with his hole again, desperately trying to find a way to fuck back against Riku's tongue while also fucking into Riku's fist. Maybe he really is in heat. Yushi's never felt this desperate and turned on before. The feeling is mind numbing, quickly resorting to whimpers and babbling as the pressure inside of his stomach slowly builds up, heat blossoming underneath his skin as an all too familiar feeling persists.

Riku pulls back and spits on his hole before lapping up against him again. The feeling of spit landing on him makes Yushi jump, sobbing as Riku unravels the coil that had been wound up so tightly inside of him.

"Riku- senpai, I-" Yushi breathes out, properly drooling at this point from how good Riku feels on him. "I'm- wanna-"

Riku grunts against his hole, moving his hand faster as if to finish Yushi off. Riku's got a flick in his wrist as he jerks him off with the kind of expertise that makes Yushi's eyes roll back and his limbs feel like jelly.

Yushi's cock throbs in Riku's hand as the pressure inside of his groin becomes far too much to handle, coil coming fully undone as the need to cum screams throughout his body. There's no time for warning as Yushi tenses up, letting out a string of embarrassingly whiney moans as he lets himself go, cumming so hard that Yushi swears he can see stars dancing around in his vision.

Yushi isn't sure where his cum landed, could have been on the bed or it could have been in Riku's hand. What he is sure of is the overstimulation that slams into him immediately after as Riku keeps jerking him through it, coaxing any last drop of cum out from inside him. Yushi reaches the hand on his ass backwards, swatting at Riku's arm as he drops his hips lazily down on the bed, unable to hold himself up for any longer.

He lays there for what has to be a few minutes, steadying his breathing that's still uneven from the force of his orgasm. Riku slowly rubs his back with a hand underneath his shirt, sliding the palm of his hand up Yushi's spine.

The embarrassment dawns upon Yushi the longer he lays on Riku's bed. The wire headband of his cat ears digs into his scalp, pressing uncomfortably against the backs of his ears, and the fluffy tail tickles where it rests on his back. Yushi tries his hardest to push away the replay of embarrassing things that he said, as well as did, trying to force himself to think about anything else instead.

Riku leans forward, pressing his chest to Yushi's back, removing his hand underneath Yushi's shirt to scratch gently at the hair on the nape of his neck instead. "Hey."

Yushi turns his head, cheek pressing into the pillow as he looks at Riku, who's laying next to him rather than on top of him. Their legs slot in between each others, bare skin pressed together. Riku's chest rests against Yushi's arm, nearly on top of him.

"My baby," Riku says quietly, moving forward to gently kiss Yushi's cheek before pulling away again. "Too much?"

Yushi shakes his head as best as he can against the pillows. "No, but," he hesitates. "Am I— was I embarrassing?"

Riku frowns. "What?"

"Just. I don't know," Yushi says, mumbling a bit. "Was I too much?"

Riku shakes his head and a suddenly very serious expression crosses his face. "You're perfect, I love you. Of course you weren't embarrassing, you were so hot, seriously, I could cum again just thinking about you."

"Shut up," Yushi responds with a small laugh, scooting closer and pressing his lips in a small peck against the tip of Riku's nose. "I love you, too."

Riku smiles as Yushi pulls back, eyes big and wide as he stares at Yushi. There's a twinkle adorning his eye that Yushi believes could only be for him, different from the way that he looks at anybody else. Maybe that's what makes them so special, the small things hidden from the world and only meant for each other, only to be seen in selective moments. Backstage before performances. In between songs, huddling where nobody else can see. In quiet moments like these, when free time feels fleeting and over in a second. Yushi feels wholly himself when he gets Riku like this.

The Riku away from the cameras and the fan service. The Riku away from company expectations and censored phrases, coding his adoration for Yushi behind vague comments to be picked apart by fans. The Riku who looks at Yushi with wide eyes that scream I love you, I love you, I love you, this is for Yushi's eyes only. The Riku who doesn't hold back expressing his deepest desires and choosing to be vulnerable with Yushi is also for his eyes only.

Yushi sometimes does wish that they met under different circumstances. Maybe as university students, or years in the future at a cafe, or even younger than they are now if they had lived closer to each other. But sometimes, only sometimes, Yushi thinks he wouldn't have wanted to meet Riku any other way.

"Let's shower and clean up before the guys get home," Riku suggests. "We can pretend to be asleep and cuddle for the rest of the night."

Yushi hums. "Can we sleep in tomorrow?"

"Of course," Riku agrees easily, moving his hand up to rub the cat ear between his thumb and index finger. "How fast would we get caught bringing this on schedules?"

There's a genuine curiosity in Riku's voice that makes Yushi laugh quietly, unable to hold back the adoration that he has for Riku. No matter how obvious the answer is, or how silly the initial question is, Riku will always ask Yushi. Yushi knows Riku well enough to know it stems from how comfortable they are around each other, reaching a level that isn't as possible with other people like it is with each other.

They're both close with other members. Yushi knew Sion longer than he knew any body else in the group while Riku confides in Sion for things that he can't tell other people, not even Yushi. So, they're close with everyone in their own ways, but something clicked into place once Yushi worked up the courage to get closer with Riku.

Because Riku has always been easy and soft around the edges in ways that other people aren't, despite his own shyness that can come off as off putting or unbearably awkward to others. Even in silent practice rooms and new dorms with living situations that nobody was used to, Yushi always found himself gravitating towards Riku. Later down the line, Riku found himself gravitating towards Yushi during schedules and brutal night long practices that held them back from proper rest.

From small touches to a late night kiss that served as a confession of love after Riku came back from Fukui two years ago, all the way to now with packed schedules but time carved out just for the two of them, Riku has always been so gentle and soft.

Maybe that's why it's so easy to love Riku, to give himself wholly to him without shame or falter in vulnerability. That's what love must be, even if it comes in the form of cat ears and a tail to match.

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