Blair and Yuri Sleep Together and Discover Each Other's Powers

[[I'm sooo creative. CCCB]]

Blair kept telling himself he was ready for sex with Yuri. He even prepared a long, stupid monologue about how he could tell Yuri just how prepared he was for having sex with him.

But then, when the time came, he did nothing. He just didn't have the guts to say anything, even though he kept feeling like he was ready. He'd had sex before, sure, but that was with What's-Her-Face and she always did all the work. All he did was sit back and somewhat enjoy it.

So even as he sat next to Yuri, watching Mythbusters, he couldn't bring himself to say anything. Because he's a pussy.

Yuri grabbed Blair's hand, snuggling closer. He had grown to love spending time with him like this; just the two of them, alone, cuddling and watching tv. Blair was always so warm and comfy...

He kissed his hand absentmindedly.

"Is it just me, or are Jamie and Adam totally gay for each other?"

Out of habit he said, "Of course they aren't!"

Though, deep down, Blair was a total shipper. Because he's stupid like that.

He still flushed red, as he realized his impulsive answer. It had sounded quite homophobic. Which was probably amusing, considering the fact he was holding Yuri's hand.

Yuri grinned playfully.

"What makes you say that? Is it because they look straight?" He kissed Blair's ear. "You look pretty straight, too."

He shifted away from Yuri.

"N-no, that's not why!" He said defensively. "I just mean...Aren't they both married?"

Yeah, that'd totally been why he'd protested. Blair, you're a genius, alright.

"That is true...ah! But maybe that's just a cover-up to hide their flaming homosexuality so they can keep their contracts and remain beloved by gays and homophobes alike! Or maybe the wives are real and they're just having a passionate, steamy affair!" Yuri beamed, way too excited by his little conspiracy theories.

"I mean, think about it--who do they probably spend more time with, their wives or each other? Seems like a perfect situation for an affair, if you ask me," he said thoughtfully. "Besides, what they look like has nothing to do with anything--even if they have bears, they can be complete fairies. Just look at me--and I like girls."

He frowned deeply, wishing Yuri would just stop talking. After all, really? What was he even going on about?

Blair ended up zoning out, and when he came to, Yuri had finished talking. In a vain attempt to act as if he were listening he said, "Yeah."

And then he decided to change the subject.

"Anyway, about, uhm, something different.

Good job there, Blair. Smooth as usual.

He pouted, tilting his head to the side.

"Do you have a problem with that, Blair?" he asked. He climbed on top of Blair, pushing him onto his back. "Does it bother you that I'm bi, or something? I accept you, you know."

Blair turned slightly red, trying to gently and inconspicuously move Yuri off of him.

Wait, had Yuri said something about being bi? Maybe he should have paid more attention to that rant, after all. Then again, maybe not.

In any case, he frowned.

"No, I don't have a problem with it." He didn't, really, though it did still make him quite uncomfortable. He still didn't even label himself as gay. He just couldn't quite get over the trauma from his childhood.

He nuzzled Blair, smiling.

"Good~" He pulled him into an ardent, steamy kiss. It was only a few minutes before he started adding tongue; he eagerly licked Blair's lips, all the while running his hands over his built torso. Only arousal kept him from giggling; Blair was so cute when he blushed.

Of course, as soon as he felt like things were getting too serious, he pushed Yuri away. Forcefully.

"N-not right now." He tried to tell him. Though it made no sense. Why not right then? Blair had been trying to suck it up and be a man for quite some time. They might as well just do it right there, and right then.

Except, Blair just couldn't bring himself to say he wanted to have sex with Yuri. So instead, he fell silent, his face completely red.

"What's wrong?" asked Yuri, blushing. He tucked his hair behind his ear awkwardly. "...You didn't like it, Blair?"

He scooted away, trying to look less hurt than he was.

"I'm sorry," he sighed.

Blair frowned deeply, seeing how Yuri felt.

"It's not that I don't enjoy it." He tried to explained. "It's just that I, well, it's just, hard...to explain."

He sighed, embarrassed. "...never mind."

He frowned.

"Do you get hard when I touch you, or what?...Don't you like it? You said you liked me, so I kinda assumed." He leaned back against the couch, staring at the ceiling. "...Plus, I want you."

"W-well..." He was even more red, at the thought of those questions. "It's not like...I mean, yes...Well, I just..."

He groaned, unable to explain properly.

"...Do I have to explain?"

Yuri frowned, moving closer. He grabbed Blair's hand again and pulled it around his waist.

"Fine, then, I'll just ask a yes or no question." Blushing, he kissed Blair on the cheek. "Do you want to fuck, or not?"

He was caught off guard. Yuri was so blunt sometimes. Though, maybe that's what Blair needed. Even so...

He stuttered for a few minutes before he managed to say something that sounded like, "...maybe."

Yuri sighed, smiling; after a few seconds, he let a giggle escape.

"That was a yes or no question, Blair--I need a yes or a no." He climbed on top of Blair again, groping his ass. "So, which is it?" he asked brightly. He lowered his hips and pressed against Blair's body.

"You can tell which answer I'm hoping for, right?"

He let out a very unmanly yelp of surprise. And arousal.

"Y-yuri, uhm..." He mumbled, trying to get him to stop. "I-I...shouldn't."

Really? What was he even saying. He shouldn't? Why not?!

Blair felt like facepalming.

"But do you want to?" The question was sincere, and he stared at Blair with curiosity. "I mean, it feels good, right?" He groped Blair again. "I've never done this before, but...I want to try."

"...y-yes." He finally admitted, beet red. "B-but we still shouldn't!"

Quick, Blair, think of a reason! He thought to himself.

"B-because, uhm..."

"Because we need supplies?" he asked eagerly. His eyes shone with that familiar, dangerous enthusiasm.

Yuri kissed Blair on the mouth, his smile wide.

"You're so cute and thoughtful, Blair--you want us to be all prepared for my first time?" He giggled happily. "That's really sweet."

That hadn't been where he was going. At all, in fact. He had been planning on saying something like, "Because I'm not ready" or "Because I don't know what to do". Or maybe he could tell the truth this time and tell him that he really, really had no idea whether or not he really wanted it, or if it was just his hormones, or maybe he wasn't even gay, or...

But no, Blair said nothing. Because for some reason, making Yuri happy just seemed more important.

He blushed, smiling.

"So, um...do you know what we need? For two guys doing it? We should probably Google that, huh?" He crawled off of Blair, allowing him to sit up. "Do you have any condoms? I'm pretty sure we'll need those."

"Of course I don't know what we need!" His internet history told a different story, however.

Though, now that Yuri mentioned it, did he have condoms?

Somewhat curious, he got up and rifled around his room.