Gokudera pouts at that. He’d like his lips kiss-cruised among other things. The biting is nice, but when it gets to his nipple, that’s something he’s not entirely expecting.

Why is Yamamoto going for his nipples? Why does it feel good? The pleasure is only making him squirm, though. It’s not entirely comfortable, just makes him harder, feistier. His hands go to that hair as soon as the other boy mentions he can, and the sucking stings but the rest of that mouth is soothing.

“B-Bastard!” He groans, voice melting into some kind of whimper at how aggravatingly good it feels to have attention on his chest when he never knew he would ever be sensitive there.