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All right. See you there!

[Well, he gets to the manor and he's got his full practice suit that he arrived in on. The track pants and the wind breaker zipped up all the way. And now he waits. He feels a little silly as to what he's about to do, but...but...]

[It's not weird to see Makoto in the practice suit what with there being limited clothing that actually fits Makoto and all. So Gokudera doesn't really think anything of it as he arrives shortly after Makoto. He looks like he's been crawling around in some dusty places but otherwise unharmed by any ghost.

His hair is messy, so he's got it tied back in that tiny ponytail.]

Hey! Hope I didn't keep you waiting long. [Seeing Makoto always makes Gokudera smile.]

[Makoto reaches out and pats some of the dust off of him.]

Not at all.

Well....

Here we go.

[He nodded and unzipped his track jacket and pulled down his pants to reveal his signature black and green jammers.]

These arrived randomly in my room.

[He was blushing.]

What do you think?

[Gokudera flails briefly, ready to protest the stripping out in the open and all but -

Oh.

Uh. Those are sure...

Form fitting.

Gokudera slowly starts going redder and redder with no real sign of stopping.]

[Uh-oh. Did he break him?]

A-ah...Hayato?

[MAYBE. GOOD JOB, MAKOTO.]

Y-yeah? [He's still staring.]

[WHOOPS!

Now his staring is making him blush.]

A-are you okay?

[G-give him a second here.

A few more seconds.]

... T-they're tight, eh?

[He looks down at them]

I...guess. But they don't feel bad. I'm used to them.

[He sort of tugs on the hip area to show how stretchy they are.]

[Gokudera makes a small gasping kinda choking sound that's a bit surprise and anticipation when Makoto does that. And then quickly covers his mouth.]

[He blushes a little more at the gasp and steps forward more to place a kiss on his forehead.]

I...I hope you enjoyed the view.

[He was trying to be sexy. Was this sexy?]

[At the kiss, Gokudera reaches up to hold on to Makoto's jacket. He manages a few words once more, after some struggle.]

... my room.

[O-oh.]

Okay....!

[Well, Makoto isn't exactly getting dragged because not only is he bigger than Gokudera, he's got a bunch more muscles too, and in real life, a size difference will pretty much decide on a clear winner and loser in most struggles.

Still, his jacket is tugged in the direction of Gokudera's bedroom, very, very empathically. Tug tug.]

[Even though Makoto's so large, he's a pushover at heart, so he's not going with any sort of struggle. So he's allowing himself to be tugged along.]

Wah...!

[Gokudera closes that door quickly as soon as he makes it to his room. Then? He's tumbling them both down onto the bed.]

[Makoto tumbled back onto the bed and looked up at his very excited boyfriend. ]

Hayato...

[He held onto his waist.]

[Gokudera leans in to start mouthing at Makoto's neck to leave some new marks on top of the old ones which are already fading. He abruptly pulls back before his lips can make contact.]

... If you don't want to, uh, that's okay. You can tell me no anytime and I'll listen. You know. Uh, right?

[He doesn't move his hands away from Gokudera and blushes a bit more, but this time smiling.]

I brought this on myself, right?

[His tone was inviting. After this point, he didn't mind being more and more intimate with him.]

Oh good because I was really really gonna be angry with myself if you said 'no' because you are really hot right now. You're always hot, but, uh, right now - fuckit. [right, time to lean in and leave more hickies on Makoto's neck while he feels him up through those tight swim jammers.]

[Gokudera's rambling made him blush bashfully at being called "really hot". He still wasn't used to those kinds of compliments, but they definitely weren't unwelcome right now seeing as how ravenous he had just gotten.

He hadn't expected this, but what was he expecting? Whatever, this wasn't the time to think because--

oh--

that was starting to feel really good.]

Nn...Hayato...I guess these won't leave anything to the imagination.

Imagination's for when you're busy. [He was just turned on to be shameless about admitting that, unsure if Makoto really wants to be doing this in his swimming outfit, but... they were made to get wet at least? And he really likes how Makoto reacts when he rubs him through the stretchy material.]

Ah...

I just learned a little more about you...
[As long as Gokudera didn't tear them off of him, he didn't care. They were made for water sports and...well...

Gokudera could probably already feel him getting hard underneath the sleek material.

So this was pretty much like lingerie right now. Except a little less comfortable, those jammers were really form fitting.]

[Damn right he could feel it. And since Makoto hasn't objected yet... Gokudera kisses down Makoto's neck, nipping lightly at his collarbone, more licking than kissing down his abs until he can mouth at Makoto through the spandex.]

[Welp. Any sort of objection that he may have had was gone. There was no objection here, nope. None what so ever.

Makoto's hands move to Gokudera's shoulders and he squeezes them a bit as he presses his mouth against his stiffening erection.

This was a good idea. Yes. Now he knows for next time.

He lets out a soft huff of a breath to try to steady himself a little.]

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