Something to think about when Yamamoto's brain isn't melting because of how much pleasure is going through his body.

Every nerve is on fire. His dick feels like it's going to melt as well. There's no way anything can feel as good as this does.

But it does. It's real, and he's sure part of it is because he loves this beautiful, reckless boy he's currently. He can't wait for Hayato to be in him, for them to be tied together as one like this as often as they can be.

"C-cumming!" he shouts, and his hips' movement becomes erratic until he slams home one final time, fingers fighting on Hayato's hips, possibly leaving light bruises, going in as far as he can as his dick throbs and shot volley after volley into Gokudera. The sound coming out of his mouth right now is basically a keyboard smash.