*DISCLAIMER*
"Why the hell are you breaking up with me?" Yamamoto angrily asked in a shout as he pushed Gokudera roughly on the wall, his hands gripping Hayato's arms tightly.
Gokudera grunted in pain because of what the idiot just did. "Shut up. There's no fucking reason. Just get the hell out of here already," he said calmly.
Yamamoto looked at Gokudera, full of rage. A few days ago, they were so sweet but now, what? Gokudera is suddenly breaking up with him with no fucking reason. Not that Gokudera didn't give him a sign before… Gokudera actually did but Yamamoto ignored it because after that, the silverette told him those three words for the first time.
Flashback:
"What if I'm not here with you anymore?" Gokudera asked.
"Ha?" Yamamoto was surprised, hearing that question. He looked at the Italian beside him and saw that the man was serious. Why would Gokudera ask something like that? If it was just a mere question, then there's no problem.
But this is Gokudera we are talking about. He wouldn't ask something so meaningless with such a serious face. There's something behind that question. He just couldn't figure it out.
Gokudera turned his head to look at the Japanese directly in the eyes before he spoke again, "What if I leave you?"
The smile on Takeshi's lips was gone and he has a serious look on his face now. He frowned as he cupped Gokudera's cheek using his right hand. "What's wrong?" he asked and he was thankful that his voice didn't crack because now, he felt really, really nervous.
Gokudera's eyes widened for a moment when he realized that asking something like that is not good. "N-Nothing," he answered as his eyes narrowed again, frowning a little as he looked away from the idiot. "Just asking," he whispered.
"Hayato," Yamamoto called as he pulled Gokudera in a hug, making the Italian straddle his lap. "You're not going to leave me, are you?" he asked in a whisper.
"I told you it's nothing. That just came out from my mouth without a reason, baka," Gokudera said, feeling guilty at what he just asked. "You don't have to act like this," he continued.
Yamamoto tightened his hug. He didn't and couldn't stop himself from acing like this. There's no way Gokudera would just ask something like that out of the blue. "Don't scare me, Hayato. Tell me what's going on," he demanded seriously.
Gokudera could feel the hard pounding of Yamamoto's heart, just a proof of how that question scared the baseball idiot. Yamamoto's heart never beat this fast, he was always so calm but right now… "Hey, there really is nothing…"
I'm sorry
There is something. Gokudera just couldn't say it to Yamamoto. Because he, himself, doesn't want to do 'it' and he'll try to find a way out before that 'time' comes, even if it is impossible to find one, he will.
"You're not going to replace me?"
Eh?
Gokudera pulled away from the hug. Is that what Yamamoto is so afraid of? "Why the hell would I replace you? And who?" he asked, trying to stop himself from getting angry because he knows that he doesn't have the right. He was the one who started this, after all. But to think that Yamamoto still thinks that he has someone else… unforgivable.
"Hibari," Yamamoto answered as he looked at Gokudera's eyes.
"Hibari?" Gokudera repeated his lover's answer.
Ahh… he's still jealous.
Gokudera couldn't help but chuckle cutely in front of the Japanese. To think that he was so nervous earlier because Yamamoto was so serious and he might find out what he was hiding…
Gokudera felt happy. There's no way he would want to leave this idiot.
"Hayato?" Yamamoto was confused at Gokudera's response. Though he found it cute, now isn't the time to laugh. He is serious. He doesn't want Hayato to leave him.
"I told you, Hibari's in love with Juudaime. Why the hell are you still so jealous?" he asked as he tried to sound angry but he couldn't, he was just feeling so happy. He stared at Yamamoto and saw that Yamamoto still has serious look on his face. "Hey, this is the only time I'll say this, so you better listen to me carefully," he said before kneeling to reach Yamamoto's ear. "I love you so don't get jealous, idiot," he whispered against Takeshi's ear, sending shivers to the boy.
"H-Hayato?" Yamamoto couldn't believe it and he pulled away from the hug to look at Gokudera. Those three words came out from Gokudera's mouth and Takeshi just couldn't believe it. "Hey, hey, can you say that again? Please, please," he begged with such a happy tone.
"Idiot," Gokudera punched Yamamoto's forehead lightly as he looked at the boy with annoyance. "I told you I was only gonna say that once, tch," he said with annoyance but smirked at the end, happy that Yamamoto already forgot what they were talking about earlier. "You're really an idiot," he said again before pulling Yamamoto in a deep kiss.
They both opened their mouths and once their tongues met, both danced and fought for dominance. It was a very intense kiss and neither wanted to lose. Gokudera wrapped his arms around Yamamoto's neck and Yamamoto's right arm was wrapped around Gokudera's slim waist while the other hand was at the back of the silverette's head, deepening the kiss more if it was even possible.
"Ahh, shit," Gokudera cursed as he tried to pull away from the kiss to breathe but he couldn't because Yamamoto was kissing him so intensely. "Ahh…" a trend of saliva was flowing down Gokudera's chin slowly. It was messy and Gokudera hated it but he couldn't do a thing but moan. "Mnn…" Yamamoto wasn't hugging him anymore. The idiot's hands were working on his shirt, unbuttoning it and then, "Ah," Hayato gasped when he was suddenly pushed on the bed. He was given only a second to breathe/pant before the Japanese leaned closer to kiss him again.
Can't... Gokudera gripped Yamamoto's arms with his hands and tried to push the man above him but Yamamoto held his hands and pinned them above his head then continued kissing him. Can't breathe… A tear fell down Gokudera's cheek and that was the only time Yamamoto stopped kissing him.
Gokudera panted heavily and he stared at the man above him who was still so calm after such an intense kiss. "Y-You're cruel," he breathed as he covered his eyes with his arm.
Yamamoto removed the arm that covered Hayato's eyes and leaned his face closer again.
"N-No more," Gokudera said and panted while covering his mouth with his palm.
Takeshi smiled before kissing Hayato's forehead then the eye. He removed the hand and kissed Hayato on the lips again but gently this time.
When Takeshi pulled away, he looked at Hayato and cupped his cheeks. "You're really beautiful, Hayato," he said as he caressed that smooth, white skin of Hayato's cheeks with his thumb.
Gokudera couldn't do a thing but pant and look at the Japanese above him. He was still in daze because of the kiss.
Then, Yamamoto sat up and took his shirt off. Was this the first time Gokudera thought the idiot looked so hot while doing that? "Ahh…" Gokudera moaned softly when Yamamoto attacked his neck, leaving kiss marks on it. "Yama-wait, ahh shit," he said and cursed when Yamamoto bit his skin harshly. "Please," he panted, gripping the Rain's hair tightly but gently.
Yamamoto sat up and so did Hayato. He straddled Takeshi's lap and there, he started licking the shell of his lover's ear.
Yamamoto smiled at this and he removed Hayato's shirt so he would be able to feel more of Hayato's warmth. "Shit, 'Dera," he cursed when the Italian dipped his tongue inside. That was Takeshi's most sensitive part and Gokudera knew it. "That's enough," he said as he pushed Hayato on the bed again and started sucking the pink bud on that chest.
"Ah, Yama…" Gokudera panted as he blushed darkly. He felt Yamamoto's tongue swirl around his already hard nipple slowly, teasing him, then sucked and nibbled it. "Nn-Ah!" he couldn't help but moan and arch his back at the action.
"Your moans really turn me on, Hayato," Yamamoto whispered against Hayato's chest, sending shivers to the boy.
"Haa-ahh," the Italian panted when warm breath touched his nipple. Yamamoto, that bastard, did it on purpose. "S-Shut-up," he stuttered when the Japanese started working on the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
When Yamamoto had enough of Hayato's chest, his lips traveled down to Gokudera's stomach only to be rewarded with some sweet moans from the silverette.
"Ah—Ahh… stop, not there—ahh," Hayato moaned lewdly as he tried to stop the Japanese from harassing his stomach but he failed, of course. It was the most sensitive part of his body (not counting the two at the southern part, of course) and even though he wanted the Japanese to stop, he couldn't refrain himself from moaning lewdly.
Yamamoto's lips continued leaving kiss marks on the silverette's stomach while his hands started working on Hayato's pants. "T-Takeshi, no more."
Yamamoto heard what Gokudera said and he immediately complied only so he could remove the Italian's pajama easier. He ran his fingers on Hayato's smooth thighs, earning cute moans from the silverette.
"Remove yours too, idiot," Gokudera managed to say between pants.
"Aghh, Hayato," Yamamoto groaned as he slumped on his beloved and buried his face on Hayato's neck.
"What?" Gokudera asked, annoyed, though his face was flushed with shade of pink because he could feel the idiot's breathe on his neck.
"Your body's too beautiful for me, Hayato. You put mine to shame," Takeshi told Hayato. True enough, the Italian's body is too perfect for him. Those sexy curves and that smooth, white skin, Hayato is just too dazzling for him. "I don't want you to see mine anymore," he said.
"Are you really an idiot?" Gokudera never gets tired of asking that. Yamamoto is just one hell of an idiot. Shouldn't he be the one thinking that way? Yamamoto has the perfect body here. Those well-built muscles and that perfectly tanned skin… "I actually like your body so…" he confessed as he blushed darkly. Saying those embarrassing words is really too much for him to handle. "So take your pants off already… and you're heavy, get off of me now," he shouted.
"Hayato," Yamamoto whispered as he lifted his body a little and pressed their foreheads together. "You said such words… I might not be able to hold back, you know," he told the silver-haired guardian below him as he looked at him in the eyes.
"Then, don't hold back, idiot," Gokudera said as he kissed the idiot above him and pushed him so he was now on top.
"You're really aggressive today, Hayato," Yamamoto said before kissing back. His right arm was wrapped around Hayato's waist while his free hand cupped the boy's cheek.
After tasting every part of Yamamoto's mouth, Hayato broke the kiss and looked at the idiot's face.
"You're so sexy, Hayato," Takeshi whispered sexily again, making Hayato blush.
"B-Bastard, shut up and take your pants off, idiot," Hayato said as he sat up. He helped Yamamoto take his pants off and now, they're both wearing only their boxers. He straddled Yamamoto's lap again and kissed him once more.
"Hey, Hayato, stop touching yourself," Yamamoto broke the kiss as he prevented Hayato from touching himself by gripping his wrist.
Gokudera gave Yamamoto a glare as he gripped the man's shoulder using his free hand. "Because you're so damn slow, baka," he complained with annoyance. "Ah!" he hissed in surprised when he was pushed on the bed strongly.
"I'm sorry," Yamamoto apologized as he removed Hayato's boxers, finally revealing that already leaking member. "I didn't know you want this that much," he said as he took a piece of cloth and tied Hayato's wrists on the bed just like before. "But I won't easily give you what you want," he smiled at Gokudera while spreading the boy's leg apart.
"W-What?" Gokudera didn't like the smile Yamamoto was showing him and he was secretly panicking inside. He felt the Japanese's hands ran up and down his inner thighs and he couldn't help but tremble. He gulped. "What the hell… stop teasing me," he demanded and he was so thankful coz he didn't stutter. He gulped again when Yamamoto leaned down and "Ah-ahh…" he was not able to hold back his moan when Yamamoto started licking his inner thighs.
Gokudera tried to close his legs but Yamamoto's hands prevented him. "Ahh— Damn it, ahh," he cursed as he bucked his hips up, trying to get friction on his member.
But Yamamoto is such a tease; he continued licking and sucking the Italian's southern region but never giving that erection even the slightest friction.
"Yamamoto, you idiot, stop teasing me already," Gokudera growled as he tried to kick the idiot who wouldn't stop leaving hickeys on his thighs.
"You're so violent, Hayato," Yamamoto said as he sat up and removed his boxers, his cock was finally freed.
Gokudera stared at Yamamoto's cock which was standing with all its glory, the tip already leaking precum.
"Hayato…"
Gokudera averted his eyes from that cock to Yamamoto and saw that unwanted smile again.
"The expression you have every time you see my cock is really, really," Yamamoto whispered sexily as he stroked his own cock. "Priceless," he continued still with a smile.
Gokudera's cheeks immediately turned red. Has he been staring at Yamamoto's cock with such an expression? He couldn't say a word. His mind was blank. All he cared for now is his member which was begging for a release but it seems like he wouldn't get that sooner. His hands were still tied so he couldn't touch himself. And Yamamoto already revealed his own member and started stroking himself. And it seemed like Yamamoto isn't planning on giving him a blowjob. A handjob would be fine but then again, it seemed impossible because the smile on Yamamoto's lips was enough to know that Yamamoto plans on teasing him more.
"Do you want to cum, Hayato?" The Japanese asked as he ran his fingers on the skin just beside the Italian's member but never touching the cock itself.
"Haaa…" Gokudera panted. It was painful for him. He knew that if Yamamoto gives him the slightest friction now, he'd definitely cum. His erection was so painful that his hands started struggling around the cloth and he was sure that it was scratching his skin, wounding him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he asked angrily.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Ah-ahh…" Gokudera moaned when the head of Yamamoto's cock touched the base of his. He couldn't help but buck his hips up and tried to get more friction.
"You're so impatient, Hayato," Yamamoto said as he slowly slid his cock from the base of Hayato's member upwards slowly.
"Ah… Ahh…"
The smile on Yamamoto's lips grew wider as the distance between the heads of their cocks decreased slowly… and when the heads made contact—
"F-Fuck—Ahh!" Hayato moaned loudly but sexily when he came, his back arching at the same time. He felt his cum landed on his chest and stomach. He closed his eyes and panted with an angry frown on his face.
"Hayato…" Takeshi called as he cupped his lover's cheek.
Gokudera opened his eyes and glared at the Japanese above him. "What?" he asked with an angry tone.
"Waa… I'm sorry. You're just too sexy. I couldn't stop myself from teasing you," Yamamoto apologized as he slumped on Hayato's body again.
"Tch," Hayato hissed. "It's fine," he said. He was the one who told the boy not to hold back, anyway. And Yamamoto, talking dirty to him and teasing him, looked sexy. "So get off of me already, you're really heavy," he told the idiot angrily.
"R-Really? I really love you, Hayato," Takeshi said as he gave Gokudera a chaste kiss. After that, he sat up again and looked at Hayato. "We can go all the way, right?" he asked the Italian as he stood up.
Gokudera couldn't do a thing (because his hands were still tied) but look at the idiot to find out what he was planning. He saw the idiot take something from his drawer.
"I saw you searching about boy's sex last night so that means you're ready now, right?" Yamamoto asked as he sat on the bed again.
Gokudera blushed darkly at the question; it was more like a statement, actually. "W-Why you… you were awake?" he asked back.
Yamamoto smiled at Gokudera. "You were so into it that's why you didn't notice I was just pretending to be asleep," he explained as he spread Gokudera's legs apart again. "So let's go all the way tonight, Hayato. Old man is not here so you can moan as loud as you can," he said as he poured lube on his fingers then at Gokudera's entrance.
"O-Oi, wait," Gokudera called, making the idiot stare at him. "I-I'm the uke?" he asked. Pouring lube at his entrance means the he is the bottom, right?
"Yes"
"W-Why?"
"Because I'm bigger"
"B-But I'm older—ah… ahh…" Gokudera argued but moaned at the end when Yamamoto started touching his limp member.
"But you're submissive, Hayato… and your actions," Yamamoto leaned his face closer to Gokudera's neck. "And your moans"
"Nnn," Gokudera tried to hold back his moan when Yamamoto licked his neck.
"You're definitely the uke, Hayato," Takeshi whispered before biting the crook of Hayato's neck.
"A-Ahh… I get it," Gokudera said as he struggled to free his wrist from the tie. "I get it so stop touching me down there… I-it hurts."
Yamamoto stopped kissing Hayato's neck but he didn't stop touching the part down there and just stared at Gokudera.
"I just came so… uhn… it-haa… it hurts," Gokudera told Yamamoto as he looked back at him with eyes obscured in moisture.
"I'm sorry, don't cry," Yamamoto apologized as he kissed Hayato's eyes.
"I'm not crying, bastard," Gokudera said and sighed in relief when Takeshi stopped touching his member.
Yamamoto kissed Hayato's forehead first before sitting on the bed again. "But I have to prepare you now, okay?" he told Hayato before spreading the boy's legs apart again. His erection is becoming so painful now and he doesn't know how long he can endure it.
Gokudera stared at Yamamoto's throbbing and it looked really painful for him. "O-Ok," he complied. He felt the tip of Yamamoto's index finger touch his entrance and he took a deep breath as a preparation.
"Just relax, Hayato," Yamamoto said before pushing his finger inside and he saw Hayato bit his lower lip. "You ok?" he asked.
"Y-Yeah…" Gokudera answered. It doesn't really hurt that much like what he had researched, just a little uncomfortable.
"Good," Yamamoto smiled in relief before sliding his finger inside and out in a slow motion.
"My hands…" Gokudera whispered. "Untie my hands."
Yamamoto stared at Gokudera's tied hands and saw some scratches on the Italian's wrists. "I'm sorry," he apologized again as he removed his finger inside Hayato first before untying his hands.
Once done, Gokudera quickly sat up and straddled the idiot's lap. He hugged him tightly and buried his face on the crook of Yamamoto's neck. "Continue," he commanded.
So Hayato wants it like this…
…
Kawaii
Yamamoto almost fell in love again. Gokudera wants to be closer to him.
Takeshi inserted his finger once again but this time with companion. He felt Hayato tighten his hug but Yamamoto still continued what he was doing. His two, long fingers which were buried deeply inside that hole started scissoring the insides.
"A-Ahh…" Gokudera moaned at the feeling of being stretched.
Yamamoto heard Gokudera's moans and the throbbing of his cock became even more painful. "I'm going to add another, ok?" he warned as he dipped the third and final finger inside.
"Ahh— ahh," Gokudera moaned in pain as he gripped Yamamoto's hair, his face still buried on the man's neck.
Yamamoto could feel Hayato's pants against his neck and his fingers were just inside that tight heat, not moving at all. "Are you ok, Hayato?" he asked.
"Y-Yes, keep moving, baka," Gokudera told the idiot. It would be very shameful for him if he was to say that it's hurting him, right? And Yamamoto's thing is way bigger than these three fingers; he should at least be able to handle this little pain.
"Ahnn… ahh…" After a few moments, Gokudera finally got used to it and started moaning.
Yamamoto smiled when he felt Hayato's member getting hard against his stomach. That means Hayato is feeling good and this made Yamamoto desperate to find Hayato's sweet spot quickly.
"Ahh… Nnn— ah!" Gokudera trembled as he arched his back, his now fully-erect cock grinds against Yamamoto's stomach. "Ahh— ahh… no…" Yamamoto just found his prostate and he couldn't stop himself from moaning.
Yamamoto kept pressing his fingers to Hayato's prostate and he could definitely hear the lewd moans Gokudera is making. It would be good for Gokudera if Yamamoto keeps this up but his erection becomes more painful everytime Gokudera lets out a moan so he just had to stop it.
"I'm sorry, Dera," Yamamoto apologized as he withdrew his fingers. He, then, pushed Gokudera on the bed and spread the boy's leg apart. "I can't take it anymore," he said with a smile as he poured a large amount of lube on his cock. "Can I?" he asked permission, nudging the head of his cock against Hayato's entrance.
"B-Baka," Gokudera whispered. "If I say no, will you stop?" he asked with a smirk.
"No," Yamamoto answered still with a smile. He spread Gokudera's cheeks first before pushing his cock inside slowly.
"Ah— Ahh, wait," Gokudera whined, closing his eyes, as he felt pain below him.
Yamamoto gulped as he paused his movements, afraid of making a single move when he saw Gokudera panting harder than before. "'Dera… It's just the head…" he informed. "So relax, ok?"
Gokudera took deep breaths as he tried to relax.
"Thanks," Yamamoto thanked when Gokudera finally relaxed and he pushed his cock all the way inside gently. He grunted as he felt that tight heat engulf his cock. Then he looked at Gokudera to see his expression only to be surprised by it. "H-Hayato?" Gokudera's eyes were covered by his arm but it was obvious for Yamamoto that the boy is crying. Worried, Yamamoto leaned closer to Gokudera and cupped his cheeks. "I'm sorry, 'De—"
"S-Shit, don't move. It fucking hurts, baka," Gokudera whispered harshly.
"S-should we stop?" Yamamoto asked.
"Why the hell should we stop, idiot?" The Italian asked back.
"Because you're crying, 'Dera," Yamamoto said with worry. He would definitely stop if this hurts Hayato so much.
"I-Idiot," Hayato whispered as he finally removed the arm that was covering his eyes to look at Yamamoto. "It's not like I cried on purpose. These tears just fell down on their own," he explained. "Besides, this pain is nothing compared to what I've already felt. I don't mind if it's you," he continued.
Yamamoto suddenly blushed. "I really do love you, Hayato," he said as he slumped forward to hug Gokudera, his face buried on his neck.
"Don't fucking move, I said," Gokudera almost shouted when Yamamoto moved and so did his member inside him, opening him wider, going inside him deeper.
"I'm sorry, I'm just really happy," Yamamoto said with a smile.
"B-Baka," Gokudera blushed then hugged the Japanese back.
They stayed like that for a while 'til Gokudera started pushing his hips down to meet Yamamoto's.
Yamamoto smiled at this and he pulled away from the hug to sit and spread Gokudera's legs apart as he pulled out his cock, only the thick head inside. He gave Hayato a smile first before slamming himself back in sharply.
"Ahh!" Gokudera moaned in surprise. He was actually expecting Yamamoto to be gentler to him like earlier but it seems like he's wrong. Yamamoto's thrusts were slow but it was sharp and strong and deep."Ahh!" every thrust makes him moan and he couldn't do a thing about it. "Wai—ah! Be gentler," he managed to say but in contrast to what he said, Yamamoto started ramming himself inside his hole faster but still deep and hard. "Ahh! T-Takeshi— Ahh! Slow down…" he moaned.
"Slow down?" Yamamoto asked as he continued thrusting his cock deep inside Gokudera's hole. "But you're moaning lewdly, Hayato," he paused his movements and lifted the Italian's legs only to place the boy's angles on his shoulders. Then he leaned forward so that Hayato's legs were oddly pressed against his stomach.
"Ahh! B-Bastard—Ah!" Gokudera couldn't stop his moans as Yamamoto thrust into him faster than before. It wasn't that deep like earlier but it was fast… so fast that he felt completely full, never lacking the man's thickness. "Nn-ah!"
"You like it, Hayato? You like how fast I thrust inside you?" Yamamoto whispered against Hayato's ear before licking its shell.
"Ahh… idiot, sh—ah! Shut up," Gokudera tried to sound tough but he couldn't, not when he's moaning like this. He gripped the bed sheet tightly with his hands as he tried to relax below the man but he failed again when Yamamoto suddenly gave him a deep, hard thrust, surely hitting his prostate. "F-Fuck, ahhhh!" he moaned in ecstasy as he arched his back, his whole body trembled at the pleasure.
"Ahh, Hayato, so tight," Yamamoto grunted as he wasn't able to pull out immediately when Gokudera's walls tightened around his cock. He almost came from that.
"Takeshi," Gokudera called as he moved his hands to cup Yamamoto's cheeks so that they looked at each others' eyes and pulled him in another passionate kiss.
Yamamoto smiled at this and he started sliding his cock in and out of Gokudera's tight hole again (still kissing).
"Ahh…" Gokudera moaned and Yamamoto didn't waste this opportunity to shove his tongue inside Hayato's hot cavern.
The kiss didn't last long as Yamamoto immediately broke away. "Ahh, Hayato, you're so sexy," he said as he pulled out his member only to turn Gokudera's body around.
Gokudera was now on fours, his hands and knees supporting his weight. He has an angry frown on his face despite having that dark shade of pink on his cheeks. This position is really embarrassing; his butt is clearly visible to Yamamoto. "W-What are you doing, idiot?" Gokudera asked, stuttering.
"Groping your butt cheeks," Yamamoto stated the obvious.
"Baka, I know that. Why the hell are you groping my ass?" Gokudera restated his question in annoyance.
"Because you're so sexy, Gokudera"
Gokudera's blush darkened, hearing those. Why the hell does Yamamoto keep on saying that? He's really an idiot. "I-Idiot, stop—ahh," he wasn't able to finish his words when Yamamoto stopped groping his ass only to press the head of his cock against his entrance. He bit his lower lip so he could stop the moan he was sure he would definitely let out when that big thing goes inside him.
"This is such a small entrance, Hayato," Yamamoto commented as he spread Gokudera's butt cheeks. "I really wonder how my cock fits in there."
Gokudera couldn't believe that Yamamoto could say such dirty words to him with such a straight face. He really is a big pervert. "S-Shut up, you—ahhh!" Gokudera tried to shut Yamamoto up but he moaned at the end when Yamamoto pushed his cock all in one go, surely hitting those bundle of nerves. "Takeshi, you bastard, don't push it in all at once," he complained. "Haa… ahh…" he moaned as he felt Yamamoto roll his hips, making wide circles inside.
"You like how deep I am inside you, don't you?" Yamamoto whispered as he leaned closer to Hayato's body before licking his back.
"Aah-ahh, stop, you're too deep. Stop- ah!" Gokudera said between moans as Yamamoto continued rolling his hips, opening him wider and wider— and he didn't like it. It's making him feel weird.
"Do you really want me to stop, Hayato?" Takeshi asked before pulling his cock out of Gokudera slowly. "Do you?" he asked again as he pushed his member fast and hard, his cock reaching so much deeper inside.
"Aahhh!" Gokudera moaned loudly as he arched his back, his head thrown back at the pleasure.
"Did you hear your moan, Hayato?" Takeshi whispered against Gokudera's ear. "That moan doesn't really sound like you want me to stop," he stated as he pounded his cock in and out hard but slow.
"S-Shut up, damn it— ah!" Gokudera already has tears on his cheeks. He hated being dominated but it's not like he can do a thing about it now. He can never dominate Yamamoto at situations like this. What makes him cry is the pleasure he feels from being dominated by the rain guardian. This is so not like him… not like him at all. "Ah—ahh… Takeshi, my ahh." His cock. His cock is throbbing so painfully but he couldn't touch himself because if he was to use his hand to touch himself, then his weight will be supported only by his one hand and knees— which is impossible; he'll definitely fall on the bed because his whole body is trembling with pleasure, making him feel weak.
"Your?" Yamamoto continued thrusting inside Hayato, deep and hard.
"Ahh, nn-ah! My cock… haa… it… it hurts… come," Gokudera said between pants and moans. "I want to come, please- ah!" he continued, gripping the sheets beneath him tightly.
"Hai, hai, I forgot. Gomen"
Gokudera heard Yamamoto apologized to him and then "Nn— ahh!" he screamed in pleasure and surprise when the Rain gripped his cock. "Ahh… haa…" he panted as Yamamoto started pumping him in time with his slow, hard thrusts.
"F-Fuck, Hayato, you're so tight," Yamamoto commented. Every thrust he does makes Gokudera's hole tighter.
"F-Feels good, more-ah!"
M-More? Yamamoto blushed. He never thought Gokudera would say that word. "Hayato, I really love you," he confessed for the nth time before speeding up his thrusts.
"Aahhh! Ah— hah— ahh!" Gokudera couldn't control his moans as he felt those fast, deep thrusts. It's too much… It really is too much. The sound of Yamamoto's hips slapping against his ass, the sound of their moans— they were all fuel to the fire. "T-Takeshi, I can't— ahh… I'm gonna— ahh!" Hayato couldn't properly say his thoughts.
"M-ME too—ah, shit. Hayato, you're so damn tight," Takeshi told Hayato as he continued thrusting fast and hard inside the Italian.
"C-Cumming… I'm cumming— aaahhh!" Hayato moaned in ecstasy, arching his back as he reached his climax hard. He felt Yamamoto thrust into him a few more times before burying himself deeply and cum, pouring a large amount of warm, white liquid deep inside him.
They both collapsed on the bed with Hayato lying on his stomach while Yamamoto rested on top of him. They stayed like that, panting, for a while.
"Yamamoto, you're heavy," Gokudera complained once he recovered.
"Hai, hai," Yamamoto slowly pulled his cock out then he rolled over so he was now lying beside Gokudera.
They stared at each others' eyes for seconds before they pulled each other in yet another deep kiss. The kiss didn't last long because they were both tired and when they broke away from the kiss, Yamamoto immediately hugged Gokudera. "I love you, Hayato," he confessed again.
Gokudera blushed. "M-Me too," he said before burying his face on Yamamoto's chest, embarrassed at what he said.
End of Flashback
That was a few days ago and today, they're in the middle of breaking up. Yamamoto is really angry. No one can blame him. How could he not feel this way? Hayato had been ignoring him a few days after they made love and here he is today, in Gokudera's apartment to ask the silverette why he was being ignored and the answer is "I'm breaking up with you". What the hell is up with that? Who wouldn't get mad after hearing that?
"Tell me the truth, damn it," Yamamoto knew that Hayato is lying. He has a reason why he is breaking up, Yamamoto just couldn't guess what it was but he was sure Gokudera didn't want to say it to him. But even after knowing that, he wouldn't let Hayato break up with him so easily. He has to know the reason no matter what. "Tell me," he demanded, gripping Hayato's arms tighter.
"I said there's nothing, idiot," Gokudera said, still calmly. The way Yamamoto grips his arms hurts but he has no complaints. This is his fault. Everything is his fault.
"Then why aren't you looking at me in the eyes? You're lying! Just tell me, damn it!" Yamamoto shouted angrily. "If you hate something about me, then tell me! I'll definitely fix it," he continued.
"Bullshit!" Gokudera cursed as he looked at Yamamoto directly in the eyes. "Do you really want to know? Then, I'll fucking tell you!" he said, angered also this time. He didn't want to say this cruel lies to Yamamoto but this is the only way he knows to make the idiot hate him... to make Yamamoto give up on him. "I hate you! Your smile, your laugh, your scent, I hate your hugs and kisses!" he said with a strong voice, still looking at Yamamoto directly in the eyes. "I hate every damn thing about you, happy?" he asked with an insulting smirk in the end. He saw Yamamoto's eyes widened with anger and his heart started beating faster with fear and pain. So this is the end... Gokudera felt his one arm get freed from Yamamoto's grip only to see that hand ready to punch him. "Shit," he dodged the punch by moving his head a little to the side. He, then, suddenly trembled in fear. The wall behind him cracked because of the punch and he looked at Yamamoto's hand which was now bleeding.
"You hated me all along?" Yamamoto asked in a whisper but it was full of rage, making the Italian look at him again. "So everything you told me was just a lie? Everything was a lie? Why the-" Yamamoto was really angry and he had so many words to say but he stopped, seeing the man in front of him trembling- the man he loves the most... Hayato arms were bleeding due to his tight grip and his eyes were wide-open in surprise and fear. "Damn it," Yamamoto punched the wall again. "Damn it," he cursed as he walked away... out of the apartment. He hurt Gokudera- the most precious person for him... If he was to stay there longer, who knows what he could do to Hayato.
Back to Hayato
Hayato sat on the floor, hugging his knees, his face bowed lightly. Yamamoto sure was scary but it was his fault anyway. He deserves this pain. But believe me... Hayato wanted to stay with the idiot just as how much Yamamoto wanted him but everything is just so messed up now. They are not meant to be. A guy and a guy just can't be together.
It's fine.
It's fine.
It will be fine.
It will be fine.
We'll get over this sooner or later...
They'll get over with each other sooner or later.
Yeah... sooner...