sweet surrender, Persona 2, Tatsuya/Jun
Title: sweet surrender Author/Artist: Lynne Fandom: Persona 2: Innocent Sin Prompt: Tatsuya/Jun - first times - and sweet surrender is all I have to give Rating: PG-13 Warnings: yaoi, I guess. Summary: Let me show you how much I trust you.
Tatsuya can feel the fluttering of Jun's heartbeat beneath his fingers, almost like a bird's wings: carefully, he wraps his arms around his boyfriend, holding him close (but not too close, he can feel the trembling), and he can feel both the strength layered beneath Jun's fragility, and the fragility layered beneath strength.
All Jun is wearing is a thin, almost translucent robe that ties in front, simple and easy to undo, and from the way it clings to him, it was obvious that he was wearing nothing beneath it: Tatsuya can tell just by looking at it, or at least once he manages to start thinking coherently again, that it could be undone as easily as just pulling on it, no complicated puzzles needed.
He hasn't tried, though: he remembered how Jun had frozen up the last time, no matter that he'd tried to push himself past it, shivered and tensed when Tatsuya had tried to take off his pants. And Jun is trembling even now, nervous and somehow vulnerable in a way that he has never been for anyone else, no matter that he is trying to hide it, like he had tried the last time.
Quietly, he strokes Jun's hair, and slowly, very slowly, tilts his head up to kiss him, softly and gently, not demanding anything of him, only asking. And he waits, until like some fragile flower Jun opens up to him, lips parting sweetly, before deepening the kiss, hand cupping his boyfriend's cheek. With a quiet little gasp, Jun tilts his head further into Tatsuya's touch, encouraging the caress.
Tatsuya strokes his cheek, running his fingers along a high cheekbone, tracing it, until with a soft sigh, Jun settles into his arms, pretty blush painting pale skin around the edges. He takes this as an encouraging sign, and traces his hand lower, gently caressing the curve of a slender shoulder, his collarbone, listening to his boyfriend gasp quietly.
Gently, he wraps his fingers around one bird-like wrist, bringing Jun's slender, pale hand to his lips, and watches as the younger boy's blush deepens. He presses slow kisses to his palm, his fingers, smiling as Jun trembles, not from fear this time, but from pleasure. He licks at his fingers, tongue caressing each one, before taking Jun's other hand and repeating the process: by the time he is done, Jun is blushing brightly, his breathing uneven.
Tatsuya lets go of Jun's hand, and caresses him again, hands exploring carefully, paying attention to his boyfriend's reactions, both subtle and not. His hands don't go anywhere near the knot tying the robe closed, not wanting to scare Jun off yet, but remain above his waist.
Jun makes a noise like a little wounded bird when he caresses his nipples through the thin fabric of the robe, and Tatsuya stops what he's doing.
"Jun?" he asks, quietly-he doesn't think he's hurt him, but he wants to be sure.
"Keep going," Jun whispers, and the sound he makes this time as Tatsuya caresses him again, is a more pleasurably content one. Tatsuya can see in his eyes, through the slight haze of pleasure, through the fear that is still present, steel and determination. "Keep going," and he blushes, trembling.
I trust you, his eyes say, Let me show you how much I trust you, and Tatsuya is momentarily floored by this, knowing just what he means, what he intends, what Jun is giving him-surrendering himself to him, placing himself in his hands, giving up control. He has never been good at speaking, good with words, and he doesn't try to say anything.
Tatsuya only hoped that he would, somehow, prove worthy of such a gift, of such love and trust and devotion. Gently, he kissed Jun again, as his hands found the knot tying the robe closed, feeling his boyfriend tremble in his arms.
He had thought correctly: the knot is easy to undo, and the robe comes open. Slowly, he pushes it off Jun's slender shoulders, letting the material fall to the floor and pool there, and Jun blushes, burying his face in his shoulder. Tatsuya simply holds him, trying to soothe him with gentle touches, until Jun finally tilts his head up to look at him, his trembling beginning to fade a little.
He cradles Jun's face in both his hands, tilting his face up a little more to kiss him again, eagerly and deeply. After a moment, Jun sighs, sweetly, into his mouth, and opens up to him, lips parting as he relaxes fully into his arms, resistance fading as he surrenders.