Independence Is Easy

Mako is arms deep into the Jaeger, monkey wrench in hand and smudges of grease on her face. For the first time since Tokyo, she’s smiling.

“Sometimes I need reminding,” Otabek’s words are slow and slurred as he buries his nose in the crook of Yuri’s neck and inhales deeply. “That your heat is starting.” “Hard to remember?” Yuri lets his hands slide up under the too tight cotton shirt. It slides up easily over Otabek’s stomach. His skin is feverishly warm, and Yuri wonders if his fingers leave sparks wherever they brush over skin and sweat.Yuri really wants to fuck Otabek once really good before his own heat starts up. Before lust parches their lips and leaves them both begging for cock. Before lust addles their bodies and they have to use toys on each other to satiate the unquenchable thirst between them. He always loves that so much, the one or two fucks at the start of his heat, right after Otabek’s takes hold completely. The one where it’s just a spark in his gut and at the base of his cock, and it takes forever and a day to come but when he does, it feels so good like sunshine from his toes to the shells of his ears.