Title - Acquiescence to burn
Author -
Rating - M
Pairing - 8059
Warnings - slash, just one expletive
Summary - Burning in hell has never felt this good
Disclaimer - Boys belong to Amano Akira-sensei
Yamamoto was sure he was going to burn in hell for this, he was going to be fried over and over again for what he was doing. But no matter what, he felt as though his hands and brain were on autopilot, and body getting off on the fact that he shouldn't really be doing this.
"Ngh…" a moan slipped out of him as he stroked himself, already hard and dripping, his brain busy imagining a flushed panting Gokudera rocking and sinking on his cock. Head thrown back in pleasure, the lines of his graceful neck exposed to Yamamoto's greedy eyes. He really was going to burn in hell.
He could practically feel Gokudera's hands clawing at his chest, struggling to find purchase to continue on with the steady rhythm he had started, moaning and swearing in both Italian and Japanese, and he looked so hot. So hot that Yamamoto would gladly throw him down on to the mattress and fuck him hard and fast into the mattress, if only the Gokudera was real.
Yamamoto moaned loudly as he tightened his hands on a downward stroke, brain busy bringing images of a climaxing Gokudera forward. Gokudera clenching around his cock, smoothly squeezing him until he felt like he was going to burst, like he was going to come so hard that he would black out. Meanwhile Gokudera would have arched back, his back snapped taut from the force of his orgasm. Head thrown back howling and screaming his Yamamoto's name.
He came then, back arching off the bed come spraying on his chest guiltily imagining a relaxed sated Gokudera watching him, with something other than his usual hostility. Like that was ever going to happen
Now that he had finished he felt the guilt clawing at the back of his throat trying to spill out. He really was going to hell and burn there, but he couldn't help but wonder about it, about how Gokudera would actually look like, all spread out on his bed. Looking at him with lust shining in his green eyes, pupils dilated till the green irises were just thin outlines. Hands straining and clutching at his back, as he strained to take his cock deeper.
He groaned as his body hardened again at these thoughts. He was not going to be able to look at Gokudera the next few days.
With another groan he dragged his traitorous body off the bed, shivering at the feel of sheets falling away from his over-sensitized body. He needed a cold shower.
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