Hey you guys, this is my first fic in english, I hope it doesn't sucks that much... be nice and review, will ya?
It took Yamamoto a second to register the situation. The small room was a mess, almost invisible strings, knives hanging dangerously and a very dense smoke.
"Hayato?"
"Stupid Takesi!" Gokudera sounded so relived that Yamamoto couldn't even care about the way he was addressed.
"Where are you?"
"Where do you think? Such an idiot.." He was moving his trapped body, so the strings and knives moved and pointed to where he was.
"Aaaaaah, there you are Dera!"
"Yes, help me, will you?"
"Oooh, I don't know… I kinda like your current position…" The way that you are almost upside-down, hanging from an ankle, the other leg twisted awkwardly downwards and torso parallel to the ground, hands tied over your head… mhnnn
"Untangle me this second or I WILL blow you up! And then kill you!"
"Alright alright, hahahaha, just a sec."
After some blue bright light flash and zing sounds, Gokudera was finally free of the unimaginable amount of strings that Bel have used during their training section.
"Where is that blond bastard of a prince?" He asked while making a quick massage on his tights so the blood would return flowing.
"Probably against the wall of some room with a handful of Squalo's hair… Hahahahah! Are you ok?"
"I'll be fine once I get my revenge on him… tying me up and leaving me instead of training properly, the Tenth will be disappointed if there is no improvement of my part during this shitty Varia-Vongola thing." He huffed, redoing his ponytail, oblivious to the way Yamamoto was eyeing him do it.
"You know is good for us to train with then, they are vicious, and you were doing amazingly last week! Besides, don't be mad at Bel, he showed up during my training with Squalo and told me were to find you… "
"Then the bloody prince was just after a excuse to shag sharkboy and ended your training too?" Yamamoto smiled at that.
"Maybe he is doing us a favor…"
"The fuck?" Gokudera asked but the tone was calm instead of explosive, Yamamoto considered that as a good sign.
"Well, with all that fighting and tiredness we haven't being able to enjoy some alone time other than sleeping right?"
"… I suppose…" Gokudera was now looking at him with a grim and lit up eyes.. So he is missing me too, good!
"Then why don't we go up and have some us time in the bedroom?" Yamamoto crossed the distance between the two of then and kissed the bomber. A rather breathtaking kissing.
"Fine… But I'm topping…" The silver headed agreed in between kisses.
"I was counting on that…" And he took his boyfriend's hand in his and strode out of the training room.
"Perverted baseball freak" Gokudera cursed, he did not enjoyed being manhandled around.
"Aftersex cuddler bomb" Yamamoto chuckled.
"Hey, that was low" and soon they were back at the bedroom they shared for the past four years.
"I will show you just how low I can get" Yamamoto backed Gokudera to the bed and was already undressing the man in front of him.
"By asking me to top you?" Gokudera mocked while getting ride of shoes and socks.
"By making you beg me to top you afterwards…" and at that Gokudera had to gulp soundly… there is nothing better than a sex-hungry Yamamoto. Oh yeah!
So, that's it... it's kinda difficult for me to write smut in english, but if you guys think I should continue this, I'll give it a try... Leave a review, tell me all you think of this! please?