Gokudera grimaced as he tried to imagine the things his lover had in mind. He was still getting used to not being so uptight, as he was constantly being reminded by the black-haired samurai. But the little information given to him was a little un-settling and worrying. But as strange as it was he was almost eager to see what was in store for him. As he sat in the chair musing to himself, a pair of warm and strong hands blocked his vision.
"You know, if you were anymore distracted, I could have taken advantage you", said the deep voice.
Gokudera blushed at the comment. Of course he knew the voice. It belonged to none other than the Vongola's rain guardian, and his lover, Yamamoto Takashi. He covered his own hands over the ones on his eyes and gently pulled them away.
"Well, there wouldn't be a need… because if you really wanted to, you can at anytime you like", he said in a slightly suggestive tone. He watched as Yamamoto walked around to face him with that 100- mega-watt grin he hardly saw anymore. It made his heart stutter a little.
"Hmm… I'll hold to you that promise then", said Yamamoto, obviously satisfied with the silver-haired man's comment.
"So what is this amazing thing you had in store for me?" Gokudera said a little worriedly.
"You've been worrying about it all day, haven't you?" said Yamamoto, amused by the fact his love was so worried about something so unimportant.
Gokudera flushed in embarrassment at being figured out so easily. "No, it's just I was sort of afraid that it would something extreme like before" he said, as he remember some unpleasant memory of his last 'date' with him. His use of the word extreme made him think idly of another guardian who was no doubt somewhere in the Vongola mansion annoying the hell out of his lover.
"What if I told you… there was no date?" said Yamamoto with a sly grin on his lips.
Gokudera raised his eyebrow in disbelief. He didn't quite understand what was going on.
"So was the point in telling me there was in the first place?!' he said in an exasperated tone.
He got up from his now uncomfortable chair and dropped himself on the black leather couch on the other end of the room. He was clearly irritated and now bored.
Yamamoto took notice and walked over to the couch and put each leg and either side of the other man's body, straddling him. He looked at Gokudera's now surprised and red face. He always was a little proud of himself that he had this effect on the bomber because as teens, it had been the other way around. He began trailing kisses along Gokudera's collarbone.
"You know, if you weren't so sexy, you would have been in serious trouble" Gokudera managed to say between each of Yamamoto's persuasive kisses.
"Then I'm really glad you think so" said Yamamoto, grinning, knowing he won the battle.
Gokudera already knew where all this was headed, especially when Yamamoto picked him up bridal style and left the room. He was headed towards the direction of an empty room, which he knew had an unused bed. This seemed to always happen right after one of Yamamoto's missions. It was sort of a way of apologizing for making the other man worry. The making it up to the other part is what they enjoyed most. The door unlocked and just as quickly locked after they went in. Everyone at the mansion avoided that wing of the building that day.
A/n: Just something i wanted to write. it has no real direction or anything lol This all came to me while i was eating a sandwich..... xD