It’s obvious that the young men of the Vongola are all attractive in many ways. Gokudera’s never thought much of dating anyone.
Until it came to light how much of him Yamamoto paid attention to. Calling him out back when they’d changed their future, recognizing that he had an almost unhealthy focus and dependency on Tsuna. Pointing that out took guts, but was ultimately so helpful… only someone who cared enough as Yamamoto does say or do something about it.
Gokudera almost looks up to the baseball idiot as much as he competes with him. The tension building up only piqued his interest, developed into attraction.
The rock scratches some, but not enough to be painful or too uncomfortable. Moments like this are rare, away from the rest of the family. He can’t keep up with these soft, gentle little kisses. Makes him feel like he’s being treated delicately. Gokudera licks up into the kiss, hot, and communicating his arousal through almost aggressive affection.
“Ah- Takeshi…” He turns his head down, a shiver running through him as that hand rests on his chest, thumb brushing close to sensitive skin. One of his own hands slides to press at the bulge in the other boy’s shorts, feeling him through the fabric.
They haven’t gone this far before, but Gokudera isn’t scared. He’s wanted to touch Yamamoto for a while, and his grip is warm and careful, assessing while he gives a hum. Wow…
“You’re so hard…” Guess those were some good pictures. His own interest has been stirred, but as usual, he doesn’t focus on himself.
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Until it came to light how much of him Yamamoto paid attention to. Calling him out back when they’d changed their future, recognizing that he had an almost unhealthy focus and dependency on Tsuna. Pointing that out took guts, but was ultimately so helpful… only someone who cared enough as Yamamoto does say or do something about it.
Gokudera almost looks up to the baseball idiot as much as he competes with him. The tension building up only piqued his interest, developed into attraction.
The rock scratches some, but not enough to be painful or too uncomfortable. Moments like this are rare, away from the rest of the family. He can’t keep up with these soft, gentle little kisses. Makes him feel like he’s being treated delicately. Gokudera licks up into the kiss, hot, and communicating his arousal through almost aggressive affection.
“Ah- Takeshi…” He turns his head down, a shiver running through him as that hand rests on his chest, thumb brushing close to sensitive skin. One of his own hands slides to press at the bulge in the other boy’s shorts, feeling him through the fabric.
They haven’t gone this far before, but Gokudera isn’t scared. He’s wanted to touch Yamamoto for a while, and his grip is warm and careful, assessing while he gives a hum. Wow…
“You’re so hard…” Guess those were some good pictures. His own interest has been stirred, but as usual, he doesn’t focus on himself.