A/N:

Quick note: Chapter 8 has been reuploaded due to issues. But I haven't changed it or anything :)

I've neglected yaoi for so long I can't even remember what 2 guys together looks like anymore =_=
I hope this is legit... Tell me what you think? :3

Enjoy~

Even in the dead of night, the blush burning across the young bomber's face was completely obvious. His naturally pale complexion didn't help either, especially when the moonlight reflected off his skin like that. Belphegor internally smiled, thinking it was the most adorable thing he had ever seen... Although he'd never admit it to anyone.

"G-gah! Where are you touching?" The prince grinned, squeezing a little harder this time.
"Here of course. Technically speaking, your pe—"
"Don't say it!" By now, Gokudera had his hand wrapped around the blonde's wrist, trying to wrench the lecherous hand off his crotch.
"Shishishi~ If you want me to stop, you better answer the question~"
"Question...?"

Gokudera had been so preoccupied with the happenings between his legs, that he had completely forgotten what Belphegor had asked him. The blonde frowned slightly, not liking his words tp be ignored.

"I asked you whether or not you love me, Hayato."

The silvernette raised his brows. He had only just registered the calibre of his situation. Dammit. He was in trouble.

"Why the hell would you ask such a question... I... I refuse to answer!"
"Well, you told me you couldn't stop thinking about me~ and just look at how your body's reacting~ shishi" Belphegor began rubbing his thumb over Gokudera's clothed member, which was subsequently beginning to harden.
"WOULD YOU STOP THAT!"
"Once you answer the question~"
"Let go!"
"No you~"
"I will once you remove your hand from my- ah! Hey!"
"No thanks, Hayato~ and don't order a prince around, or I might just hold on tighter~"

Gokudera knew this was just another one of their pointless arguments, but he in all honesty didn't know how to answer Belphegor's question. He had been asking himself the same thing for quite a while now. Hell, if he'd known the answer, he wouldn't be in this mess in the first place! Maybe if he could just distract the guy...

"OW! That hurts! Dammit!" The young teen pulled away, as he felt a pair of teeth sink into his collar bone- not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to leave a mark. Belphegor then began trailing his tongue over Gokudera's neck, until his lips rested just under the bomber's ear.

"Answer the question, or I'll never let go." Gokudera's heart skipped a beat. Since when was he so seductive? Belpehgor, as if reading the silvernette's mind, purred a very suggestive:

"Unless you don't want me to~"

...and Gokudera was defeated.

The silvernette sighed, his breath creating an ominous fog in the cold air. He didn't know if he actually "loved" Belphegor, perse. But he did feel something for the guy. That was undeniable. So instead of giving a definite answer, he leaned down and pressed his lips gently against the blonde's.

Belphegor's eyes widened behind his bangs. He was never one to lose his cool, but his mind hadn't registered what had just happened. Never did he imagine that Gokudera would ever initiate the first move. When the gears in his brain had started working again, the silvernette had already ended the kiss and had averted his gaze, embarrassed.

"That... That was my answer."

Belphegor frowned. He didn't know if he should be happy or sad or angry. That was his answer? Did this mean that Gokudera just wanted something purely physical? He wasn't going to say it? Those three, simple words that he wanted to hear so badly... Gokudera wasn't going to say them. The prince was not pleased, but then again, he knew it would be unfair to be livid about the whole thing, but to be honest...

He was really just disappointed.

"Some answer you gave there," was his only reply. The deadness in his tone was not left unnoticed, and Gokudera began feeling defensive. Did Belphegor not like him? Should he have just said no and run away? But earlier that night, when they sleeping together...

His thoughts ceased when he felt a hand- the one that wasn't sitting between his legs- rest on his cheek. Reluctantly, he turned his head inch by inch, until he was facing Belphegor. They locked gazes for what felt like an eternity, both trying to figure out what the other was thinking, but neither willing to ask. Belphegor felt pained to see the doubt in Gokudera's eyes.

"So that's how it is..." He thought to himself. The kid was just playing with me.

Sick of seeing that same, hesitant expression, Belphegor leant in and kissed Gokudera softly on the lips. The silvernette automatically placed both hands on the older boy's shoulders, already accustomed to this routine. Now having his wrist released from Gokudera's grip, Belphegor began using his hand to undo the younger boy's belt. Gokudera felt the tension between his legs release as his zipper was being pulled down. He moaned softly in response when the older teen used his lithe hand to swoop underneath his boxers and engulf his member in with a warm palm. Gokudera gasped, the sensation of skin on skin being all too overwhelming. Belphegor used the opportunity to slip his tongue into the silvernette's mouth, exploring every inch of the hot cavern. He dragged his tongue over Gokudera's, which rewarded him with another sensual moan.

Belphegor began pumping up and down the silvernette's member in a tantalisingly unhurried motion. Not being able to take the slow torture much longer, Gokudera bucked impatiently, gripping harder onto the blonde's shoulders. Belphegor chuckled, and began to speed up- moving from base to tip in quick sharp motions. He palmed the head of Gokudera's member before moving back down to the base and giving it a tight squeeze. The bomber shut his eyes tightly, feeling the heat pooling between his legs. His hands moved to the back of Belphegor's hair and pulled his head back gently in order to gain better access to the older boy's mouth. He began grinding into Belphegor's hand, urging the blonde to continue his ministrations. Belphegor willingly obliged, gripping Gokudera tighter and pumping even faster.

Soon enough, he had the younger boy in his complete and utter mercy, moaning and gasping with each movement. His hands gliding easliy across the stiff shaft, dripping with pre-cum. Belphegor gave a bitter smile when he felt Gokudera's member twitch in his hand.

At least someone's happy...

The silvernette's head rolled back as he felt the warmth in member burn hotter. His mind went elsewhere, completely consumed with only the feeling of please. Gokudera had he lost all control over his lower half, the heat soon becoming unbearable. With one last involuntary thrust, he wrapped his arms around Belphegor's neck, and felt his release spill into the blonde's palm. Belphegor removed the drenched hand from Gokudera's boxers and began licking them clean.

"Oi, you don't have to—"
"It's fine. But you know Hayato..."

Belphegor began inspecting the ejaculate between this thumb and index, while Gokudera looked puzzled.

"It's built up quite a bit, you know. Looks like you've been holding back for a while~"
"O-Oi! Don't inspect the density of my... errr..."
"Semen?"
"Don't say it out loud!"
"Shishishi~ You're such kid, Hayato."

Belphegor smiled softly at the boy, before shoving him off and getting up. Gokudera, not expecting the sudden shift of movement, fell back limply, until he was ungraciously sprawled on the ground.

"Hey! What was that for?" Belphegor merely grinned before turning around and throwing a hand up in the air to perform what appeared to be a really half-assed wave.
"Later kid."

Gokudera frowned. Disappointment, confusion, hurt... They all washed over his features.

"Guess he doesn't like me after all..."

What he didn't see was Belphegor's sad expression as he walked away with a sinking feeling in his heart.

You can stop cringing now, the unsatisfactory lemon is over...
See you next chapter :)

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