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Vongola Vacation.

A little south of the Pelagie Islands, there was a little getaway owned by the Cavallone Famiglia that the Tenth Generation of the Vongola was currently using for their summer vacation.

A gift from Dino, who was spending his summer in Japan.

Yamamoto was currently on the beach, sitting on a rock, watching the waves gently crash upon the shore. He was shirtless, wearing a pair of blue and tan board shorts; the colors split down the middle, and after a few moments of watching the waves, he saw Gokudera walk down the shoreline. He stood, his swimsuit falling down just below his hip bones.

"Hey!" he called, his face spliting into a grin and bounded down to Tsuna's right hand man. "Haven't seen you since breakfast, where you've been? You missed Lambo messing around with his ten year bazooka again. Guess what I saw on twenty-five-year-old me's phone."

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There is something different about cumming inside of someone. He couldn't quite describe it. It was sort of like making a claim. Like on an instinctual level. Primal. And the fact there's more squeezing down on his dick than just a hand or mouth.

It's so much tighter than either. Holy fuck.

He slumps forward, face pressed against the skin of Hayato's neck, and takes in a deep breath. "Fuck, you smell good," he murmurs. Like the beach and sun and sweat and sex.

"I'm going to pull out now. Stay like that. Please?"

Gokudera’s shuddering at the feeling, body squeezing and working at Yamamoto’s dick like each pulse through it makes his own body pulse in response.

He turns his head as the other places his face to his neck. It feels nice having him so close, slumped against and over him. The comment about how he smells makes him chuckle, and he just wants to stay close for a moment longer when Yamamoto mentions he’ll be pulling out.

“Oh…” A contented sigh leaves him and he looks over his shoulder, affectionate satisfaction filling his eyes. “Okay.” He can stay nice and still, but he’s not going to be looking anywhere except the other boy.

Slowly, Yamamoto pulls out of Gokudera, letting out a soft gasp as his dick pops out. "Oh, oh wow." He's staring at Gokudera's ass. His jizz is starting to leak out of him.

"Okay, wow, that's hot. You're so hot, Hayato. Beautiful, sexy." His mouth is running on its own as he reaches down and picks up his phone. He gets on his knees and takes a picture of Gokudera's ass. Then zooms in closer on his hole. "Fuck. Okay. I wanna cuddle with you now."

He stood and pulled Hayato to him, leaning against the rock, warms wrapped protectively around his lover. "Thank you," he murmured. "That was amazing. And I can't imagine losing my virginity to any one else. I love you so much, Hayato."

Gokudera groans as Yamamoto pulls out, the noise somewhere between pleasure and relief. It takes him a moment to realize when the other is staring at his asshole, and his face goes so red he has to look away.

The compliments only make him feel that much more shy, and he pillows his head with his arms, hiding his red face at the attention. His hole twitches, more of Takeshi’s jizz leaking out, not that he’s aware. If he could see himself, he already feels mortified that the other is staring, taking pictures.

“Ah-!” Gokudera allows himself to be pulled into the other boy’s embrace and he hides his face against his collarbone. The words are too warm and affectionate and he feels filthy and satisfied and like he doesn’t want to be anywhere else.

“We should… do that more often,” he says softly, mutters it right into Yamamoto’s chest.

Yamamoto often stares at Gokudera. But he's never had such an up-close view of a very private part of him. A part that Yamamoto was just in and had the evidence of the activity leaking out of him.

It's very intimate. And Yamamoto's a little obsessed.

Once they're cuddling together, Yamamoto let out a yawn and presses his face into Hayato's hair as his boyfriend pressed his face against his chest. He gently strokes Hayato's back and lets out a hum. "Yeah. Can you take me next time?" he asked softly. "I want to explore everything with you."

Gokudera’s not bothered by what Yamamoto is obsessed with. He likes the way the other boy focuses in so much on things he likes, but having it directed at him, feeling the way the other is attracted to him, even when he feels like he’s been absolutely debauched and in most instances that area would be dirty is making his face burn, his heart race, and the praise he’s been given. It’s more affection than Gokudera’s ever felt in his life. Just as powerful or even more than them coming together and having sex. Yamamoto’s interest in him sparks his competitive nature, encourages him to do better, and tempers him before he can get too destructive.

He wishes he could communicate how he feels, but instead hums and closes his eyes, palms flattening as his arms wrap the other’s waist.

“Duh!” He pinches Yamamoto’s butt cheek and grins up at him. “You think you’re the only one who gets to feel that good? I’ll knock you out the park, baseball idiot~” go all the way past home base if it’s even possible and he could understand baseball and sex puns better.

Well, Gokudera better get used to it because he only speaks the truth. Well, okay, he can lie, for the Family's protection or interests. But he'll never lie to Hayato. Not if he can help it.

He does know about Gokudera's difficulties with communication. He doesn't understand them, but he's more than willing to let Gokudera figure out his own to communicate. Actions speak louder than words, anyway.

He lets out a little yelp when his butt is pinched and grinned down at him. "I'm going to hold you to that," he said as he reached down to give Gokudera's butt a light smack, then squeezed. "You already knocked bottoming out of the park. I expect you to top me just as well."

Yamamoto does get baseball sex puns, but playing along with Gokudera is more important than correcting him. "Fuck me out of the park!"

Gokudera would not expect Takeshi to lie to him without good reason to do so. It doesn’t make it any easier to accept his words.

Eventually, slowly but surely Gokudera will open up, share more of himself, the words he’s holding close have been hesitantly given. But the more he’s around Takeshi, the easier it is to relax around him, to speak more freely.

“Oh yeah~” He jumps a little at the smack and grab, but does not complain so much as he hides his face and chuckles. It blossoms into full laughter at Yamamoto’s revision to his little punny joke.

“Hehhehheh I love you,” He says, face still rested against his lover’s chest as it rises and falls with his laughter and breathing.

Gokudera's laughter makes him laugh too. Yamamoto held him close and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "I love you too," he said, rubbing Hayato's butt.

He would happily stay there all day. But they would need to put in an appearance sometime. Rescue Tsuna from Sasagawa-senpai's and Lambo's antics. Sasagawa might have fought a shark at this point. He mentioned wanting to.

"We should get cleaned up," he said after a few moments. "I get some lunch, and then we can pick out the blow job picture to keep."

“Stop rubbing my butt,” he says. It’s very distracting and he needs to calm down a bit, and the touching is stimulating even if Takeshi doesn’t mean to push towards more intimacy there right now.

Gokudera wishes time could just stop for a while and they could stay like this. The sound of the ocean crashing and the warm salty air, and the sound of his lover’s heartbeat and warm embrace. He’s never felt so happy and comfortable.

But… the baseball idiot is not wrong. “Ah! I gotta clean up more than you-“ because he doesn’t really know how well or if he should keep Takeshi’s release inside himself.

"But it's so cute," Yamamoto said, putting a fake whine in his voice. But he stopped rubbing it, sliding his hand up Hayato's back before, very reluctantly, pulling away from him.

"Ah, sorry," he said, not sounding sorry at all. "Maybe we should take a dip in the water?" he asked, cheeks turning pink as he thought about what Gokudera might have to do to get his load out of him. "I'll help."

How he'd help, he didn't know, but he was willing to do it!

“Yeah but it’s been through a lot!” Gokudera needs a break, and the hand moving up his back feels nice.

He pouts when Takeshi reluctantly pulls away. Clearly neither of them wants this to end. It makes him feel a little better… like he’s not the only one who’s eager for more despite the fatigue.

“Okay…” that might work really well, actually! He’s relieved the other will help him, though he’s not sure how he would go about it. At least the company will be nice and he won’t be awkwardly trying to swim and clean himself out in the water where someone might see him.

If they’re together, he could always just ask Takeshi to pretend like they’re playfully fighting, just… dunking each other. That’d throw some suspicion off. Gokudera moves to pick up his shorts, hips feeling oddly stiff. He grunts as he straightens back up and pulls them on.

"At least it was fun a lot," Yamamoto chirped, then dives in for a quick kiss to nip at those pouting lips before he's picking up his trunks.

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees how stiffly Gokudera's moving and feels both proud and bad that he caused that. Well, Gokudera will get his revenge on him when he's the one taking his boyfriend's dick up his ass.

He pulled them up and ties them so they don't fall off. "Well, let's go swim." He gave Gokudera's butt a friendly slap and then runs off into the surf. "Hey, I think there's a dolphin pod over there!"

Gokudera could agree, but there’s a kiss on his lips that distracts him. Oh yeah… his butt is a bit sensitive now from all the fun they had. It’s not really a problem, is it?

He tries very hide to not look like he’s so stiff or sore, not keen on wanting anyone’s concern, even if it’s Yamamoto’s.

“Really?!” Gokudera asks and jerks at the friendly slap before he follows, eager but not running. He’s not so… athletic as the baseball idiot.

Well, there is such a thing as too much of a good thing. But they'll learn their limits along the way.

"Yeah, I think so!" And up, some dolphins swim not far off, jumping through the waves. "They look like they're having fun." He turns to grin at Gokudera. "Dolphins are one of the few species outside of primates that have sex for fun."

Considering they just had sex, he figures this is a relevant fact.

Then without warning, he splashes Gokudera.

“Perverted Porpoises…” He grumbles as he watches the fins of the dolphins glide in and out through the water’s surface. Gokudera’s pretty well-informed on animal facts, but part of him wonders why Yamamoto is bringing it up now. Does he expect the bomber to bone him in the water!?

Before Gokudera can accuse or toss some ridiculing words, the splash of water hits him. It’s better to have fun than to argue, so he’s shouting and splashing Yamamoto back.

Nope. He's kinda tired and getting hungry, and as much as he would like to have Hayato bone him right this second, he remembers hearing from an upperclassman that having sex in the ocean wasn't a good idea.

But having a splash fest with Gokudera? He can totally do that. He dives under the water, pops up beside him, kisses him on the cheek, and dives away.

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