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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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“It’ll take even longer for me if you keep kissing me, you know,” he grumbles but is clearly not too upset. After all, Takeshi’s helping him get undressed anyways.

“Nnh-!” He gives a groan at the rubbing his boyfriend gives his concealed dick. It’s stirring at even that little bit of attention, and Gokudera moves a hand up to ruffle Yamamoto’s hair.

“Y-Yeah… You wanna take this to the bedroom? I’ve got everything set up in there so you can have all of me… all to yourself… for as long as you want it.” He cleaned up the space, and while it’s not large, the bed is really all they need and that takes up the space anyways. And there’s no risk of anyone walking in.

"In a minute," Yamamoto said, his voice going husky with desire. He meets Gokudera's green eyes with his brown, which were blown with lust and affection. He then begins to sink down onto his knees, pulling down Gokudera's underwear as he went.

He didn't get to do this last time, Gokudera did. He ate out Gokudera, which was fun, but there was just something about sucking another guy's dick that enchanted most guys who liked guys.

Looking up at Gokudera's beautiful face, he wrapped his long fingers around his boyfriend's dick, pulled it towards him and opened his mouth to take the head into his mouth, wrapping his lips around it, and moaning softly.

Gokudera is not opposed to receiving a blowjob. Seeing Takeshi on his knees, mouth open, sucking at him is one of the most erotic things he’s ever seen in his life. He just wishes he had something to lean back on, or something comfortable beneath them. Instead, it’s just him putting a hand back on a countertop and letting out a satisfied groan when his underwear is pulled down and his dick swings out.

“Mmh… fuck… oh you look so good like that…” he praises, sliding a hand down to grab into the other boy’s hair.

Yamamoto smiled the best he could with a dick in his mouth. He shut his eyes, took Hayato by the hips, and pulled him close as he slid his head down Hayato's length.

It feels good. He remembered how good Hayato made him when he blew him on the beach. Now he was determined to make Gokudera feel just as good as he did that day.

He couldn't get over how good it felt to have hard flesh between his lips, sliding along his tongue. He moaned as he took his boyfriend as far as he could.

“Takeshi…” He sighs and moves his hand further to caress at the side of his baseball idiot’s face. His mouth feels amazing, and he thrusts a little when the other moves to take more.

“You-fuck… nhhh… ha… like it?” Gokudera’s feeling his mouth water watching as his cock slides in and out, as that tongue slides against his hot, sensitive skin. The moan Yamamoto makes around him is beautiful, and he wants to hear it over and over again, pulls his hips back, and then swiftly slides them into his boyfriend’s eager mouth again.

"Mmmm-hmm," Yamamoto hummed around Gokudera's shaft, opening his eyes to look at Gokudera, eyes sparkling as he bobs his head up and down. Yeah, he likes it. He likes it a lot.

He has to stop himself from sliding his hands back to Gokudera's ass. He knows if he does, he'll start playing with Gokudera's hole, and he wants to be the one fucked today.

When his boyfriend thrust his dick back into his mouth when he wasn't expecting it, he found himself taking the whole thing, the head hitting his throat. He swallows around it and holds Hayato there for a moment, deepthroating him.

Gokudera likes watching Yamamoto do this, how he sounds and how he looks and how it feels. He likes how enthusiastic his boyfriend is in doing this, and he’s groaning as he’s taken in fully. Of course Takeshi can see-throat him when Hayato had struggled.

“Oh… f-fuck-!” He shudders and his dick throbs there in the other boy’s throat, leaking. Gokudera bites his lip hard to fight back cumming when the other swallows around him. His fingers grip tight into Takeshi’s hair, pulling, trying to urge him back.

Pulling off with a pop, Yamamoto beamed up at Gokudera and licked his lips. "Good?" he asked, though he knew it was. He had been practicing on popsicles. "You taste good."

He pressed a kiss to the junction of hip and thigh and stood. "I think I'm ready for the bedroom now," he said, taking his boyfriend's hand. "I'm ready for you."

Gokudera looks like he's lost all sense of himself, dazed with pleasure, staring at the other boy while he licks his lips. He's not sure why Takeshi stopped, and he nods at him. "More..."

The kiss makes him blink a little more clarity into his head, but he's so hard it hurts and he wants to grab his boyfriend and demand he keeps going. "More than good." Well, they can do more once they're in the room. Now they have to walk to his room with raging hard-ones, and he just wants to push Yamamoto over and eat him out.

The bedroom... gotta hold off until they're in.

And as soon as they are, before Yamamoto can even get a good look at the space, Gokudera's yanking him into a hungry kiss and walking him towards the bed so that his knees will hit the back and they can tumble Takeshi first into the mattress.

Yamamoto tumbles back onto the bed, beaming up at his boyfriend.

"Hey gorgeous," he said, reaching up and taking one of Gokudera's hands, bringing it to his lips to kiss his palm. His cock is so hard, leaking on his abs.

He scooted further onto the bed, moving to the center so they tangle up in each other more. "I want you so badly," he said. "Fuck me, Hayato."

Gokudera licks his lips, staring down at the other boy as if he's an entire meal he can devour. The kiss to his palm blooms heat through him and he gasps gently.

"Ah... wait a little longer." His other hand slides down to help position Yamamoto in front of him, legs spread. One thigh over each of his own. He then slides his fingers over his boyfriend's hole, swirling his thumb in little circles against the rim.

"So hot, Takeshi," Gokudera slides his finger in, then out, then turns his wrist so his index finger can slide in. He's adding lube -having already left it out in anticipation for this- and letting Takeshi adjust, wants to watch every second of how it feels to do this.

A little gasp escapes from Yamamoto's throat when Gokudera's finger touches his hole. He had touched himself there, fingered himself to get himself used to this. But Gokudera's fingers felt better. Was this how Gokudera had felt when he fingered him on the beach?

"Fuck," he muttered, spreading his legs as Gokudera pushed his finger into him. "Fuck, Hayato. That feels good."

He kissed Gokudera's palm again, then sucked one finger into his mouth.

At least in Gokudera's bedroom, they don't have to worry about being interrupted or walked in on. There's no sand, just some teenage hormones and sexual enthusiasm. He's careful as he touches, knowing how sensitive his own body is there.

"It can feel better, too," Gokudera says with a little growl under his breath. He starts sliding his finger around, in and out, massaging around while he searches and explores him, aroused further watching how Takeshi reacts.

Watching his boyfriend suck at his finger makes him long for his mouth, and he leans forward, taking his hand back so he can kiss him.

That was def a bonus. No Lambo running amok, no Hibari being cranky, no Sasagawa-senpai fighting random wildlife.

(Really, Tsuna was the most sane person of the Family)

"I know it can. I made you feel really good," Yamamoto said as as Gokudera moves up to kiss him. He leaned up for the kiss, mouth open and sliding his tongue into Hayato's mouth. He feels so good. He wanted this so much. Wanted Gokudera Hayato, the Smoking Bomber. Loved this man so much.

Gokudera would consider himself a sane party, but no one else is pulling out and lighting dynamite in broad daylight and brandishing it at every minor inconvenience with he drama he brings to the table. At the very least, he's consistent in his diligence towards earning Tsuna's absolute trust, and the sense of camaraderie that one associates with famiglia.

This isn't just a job for him, after all. Gokudera's value of the Vongola in his life is something he's been prepared to sacrifice his life for. Takeshi makes it very clear that he is just a single person. Someone worth his own value, who has a significant impact on their fellow guardians like any teammate in sport would.

"You did." He says between kisses. "Such a good job... Mmh... relax a little more?" Gokudera says as he works a second finger into Takeshi and stills it so he may adjust better.

Yamamoto knows better than to claim he's one of the sane ones. Not when he adores the Varia (sans Xanxus). And he knows better to dispute any claim that Gokudera's not sane.

(It's terrific that Tsuna has so many interesting friends.)

"Okay," Yamamoto said breathlessly, closing his eyes and telling his lower body to relax as Hayato added a second finger. "Oof," he grunted. "Okay, I wasn't as ready as I thought." He put his fingers through his boyfriend's hair. "Don't stop, though."

Gokudera presses a gentle kiss to Takeshi's cheek before he looks down between them and then pulls away to add more lube to his fingers as they press in slowly, even more careful than before.

"You're so tight and hot..." He says and groans before his fingers sink in completely. Gokudera isn't a patient person, but he can be. Especially if it means he can touch his boyfriend more, and he moves to kiss at his lips again.

"Ah, fuck," Yamamoto said as his boyfriend slid his fingers into him. "Shit, there," he muttered when Gokudera hit his prostate.

He leaned up into the kiss. "I want you," he said as they broke apart. "I want you, Hayato."

So much. So, so fucking much. "Fuck me, please?"

"Mmm... here?" He asks and rubs his fingers up, curling and finding a slight difference. At first the touch is teasing, as if rubbing around it, but then he's prodding it relentlessly.

"We'll get there, Takeshi... hang on~" Gokudera wants him badly, but more than that, he wants him ready, not just eager. There's no way he wants to actually hurt the other, but he wasn't kidding about how good he feels.

"Yeah, fuck!"

Takeshi's body tenses up, his cock throbs, and precum pools on his belly. He's panting, but he's not thrashing about. He's mostly under control.

But becoming very impatient. "Hayato," he said, putting a whine into his voice and pouting. "You're just being a tease."

He knows what his boyfriend's doing, being careful with him. They might have gone a little too fast on the beach, but he had done his best to be careful when he topped.

Didn't mean he couldn't whine a little.

"We'll get there..." he says softly, watching how the other boy's body responds to his touch. Gokudera licks at his teeth and grins lecherously at the complaint Takeshi gives him. He moves his fingers faster against that sensitive bundle of nerves, then pulls back and stretches a little more before carefully adding another finger.

He doesn't think any less for how he was treated by his boyfriend on the beach. It was incredible. But right now... he can take as much as they both need. Gokudera intends on savoring him, really making his body relax. If he cums from the preparation, then he'll just be even more excited about having sex with him.

"You like it," he says, fingers moving slow now that he can feel resistance against them.

"Mean," Yamamoto said, but obviously not meaning it. "Fuck," he moaned, back arching as his prostate was played with.

His body shivered as another finger was slid into him. The stretch made him sigh softly. They were getting closer. He wanted Gokudera in him, so they could be connected. Techinically they already were, and he read somewhere fingers were better than dicks when it come to making someone feel good. But he wanted Hayato's arms wrapped around him.

"Yeah. 'Cause it's you."

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