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"Did you mean them?" I want to have sex with you, those are the words Yao is talking about. He is having trouble keeping the smile from his face. Yao has had trouble with him because of his sister and because he himself is also a man, so another man making advances at him has been hard for him to wrap his head around.
He has never crossed the line, he has made his intentions known but Yao has not given consent to anything physical. He has believed Yao would take offense to anything physical. Repulsion and disgust have been prominent players on his face.
"I want to know how your skin taste, be able to taste it long after I have brushed my teeth. I want the smell of us on my skin, marking me as yours. I want to taste your sweat after you have gone on a run. I want the sound of you like a radio station in my mind."
Never had he said the next vile words but never before has he meant them. "I want to fuck you." It has taken every ounce of his self restraint being this close and not taken the skin of that ear between his teeth, take a swipe of his tongue to show his example, take a lick of his neck just to feel the pulse point under the skin, Yaos breath spiked at the proximity, not out of fear or disgust this time.
Yaos eyes are on his, knowing what was just said is true, having to come to grips with what he has been grappling with. He wanted Yao to be on the same page. He couldn't forgive himself to take something that wasn't given.