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[For Gokudera it was reassurance, to know he was doing well, to know Makoto liked what he was doing, that he wasn't screwing up entirely. Seeing the composed and gentle boy start to unwind made Gokudera even harder, and he moaned around Makoto's erection as he started to work what he couldn't fit in his mouth with his hand. Tugging, rubbing, caressing the skin of the shaft as well as Makoto's balls. He wanted Makoto to feel good, to make him lose control.]

[It was starting to become overwhelming. His hip gave a twitch as he willed himself to not buck up into Gokudera's mouth. His other hand that wasn't tangling itself into his hair grasped the bed sheets and started twisting them.

His breaths started to come out when they wanted to. Sometimes he'd hold them in before releasing a particularly short gasp which made him feel all the more light headed. All of his attention was on the feelings Gokudera was giving him and on nothing else.

So to say he was losing control would be completely accurate.]

Ha-Ha...Hayato...!

[Even at the slight twitch, Gokudera almost had to pull back to cough. It was too distracting, the way Makoto was losing control, trying to focus on that and the task at hand took all of Gokudera's attention. He wanted to put Makoto over the edge and ... god help him, he kinda wanted to taste that part of Makoto, too.

Even so. Even so he didn't trust himself to not cough it up or worse if his mouth was full by surprise, so he pulled back just a bit again, shifting once more so that he could use both hands on Makoto, licking everything his fingers didn't touch. He wasn't about to stop or slow down, unless Makoto asked.]

[Makoto could feel himself swell with desire. Gokudera's determination and care to make him feel amazing made him want more. He could feel himself wanting more, he wanted to have Gokudera, but he knew that he wasn't ready for that much. But just the thought of having the firecracker moaning beneath him...

Oh...

He could feel himself swell even more before his cock gave a twitch underneath Gokudera's skilled hands.]

I-I'm going to...uhn...Hayato...! Hayato!

[His back arched and he felt a great shudder run through his entire body. He felt waves of ecstasy rolling over him as he spilled over into Gokudera's hands.]

[Gokudera continued to work Makoto with his hands while the other boy reached his climax, watching Makoto with baited breath, wanting to commit to memory every shift and movement and expression and cry...

When he was finished milking Makoto's orgasm for all it was worth, Gokudera pressed a light kiss to Makoto's stomach, reluctantly letting go of the other boy. Messy.

... Gokudera was still hard as a rock.

He experimentally licked at some of the semen on his palm. He was curious.]

[Makoto let out soft hums as Gokudera finished him off thoroughly before he opened his eyes and looked down at him. He was panting softly before he saw Gokudera lick off his gift from his hand.]

A-ah! Hayato! That...!

[His cheeks turned a vibrant color from seeing him doing something like that. He sat up and reached down towards Gokudera's own hard-on, gently pressing against the layers of fabric there. He wasn't surprised that Gokudera was so turned on.]

It's your turn.

[With that declaration, he moved forward, taking Gokudera's shoulders into his hands and pushing him down back onto the bed so that they were laying the wrong way. He had noticed how riled up Gokudera had gotten from just playing with him, so he was going to try to stimulate him everywhere he could.

After he pushed Gokudera onto his back, his hands went down to undo his pants and pull them over his hips along with his underwear. He took the wrist of the hand that was covered in his semen and guided it towards Gokudera's cock, then placed his hand onto his erection all the while kissing along his jawline.]

Touch yourself with this first...

[That way, he could become nice and slick.]

[Any sense Gokudera had fled from his mind when Makoto put a hand to his cock. Even covered as it was, the touch felt like lightning to his veins and he let out a needy, shaking moan.

He moved, quick to follow any direction Makoto gave. Makoto could have directed him to be chest down ass up on the bed and he wouldn't have protested, just begged for more stimulation and worried about the consequences later.

To touch himself with his hand covered in --! But didn't he seriously just lick at some of it a moment ago? Was it really so weird? Too far gone to care much about embarrassment, there was only a very brief hesitation before Gokudera took himself in hand, letting out another shuddering moan as he began to pump himself. The way he was trembling, he was already on the edge.]

[Makoto placed a brief kiss onto Gokudera's lips before getting to work. He began to kiss along his jawline then up to his ear where he started to suckle on the lobe. He propped himself on his elbow and used his other hand to start toying with Gokudera's hardened nipple once again.

After he started to feel the trembling intensify, he reached his own hand down again and removed Gokudera's hand from himself. It was too soon. He hadn't had his chance to properly make his boyfriend feel good and he wanted to make sure he gave just as much.

Makoto wrapped a large hand around the erection and placed his thumb squarely on the tip, preventing him from coming too early.

Admittedly, he was a little nervous about doing something so forward. What if Gokudera didn't like that? What if it hurt him? He didn't want that, but he knew that he wanted him to feel amazing, so he resolved to do that in any way he felt necessary.

Makoto's mouth trailed down from his ear and to his neck. There, he started nipping and licking at the pale skin there, trying to stimulate him all the while still toying with that nipple.

[Makoto's mouth was on him, on his skin, doing absolutely blissful things to him. It felt so good, Gokudera had never had someone else's hands on him, someone else's mouth on his skin, never felt so good before. It was so overwhelming, and he pumped himself faster.]

M-makoto, Makoto...!

[The next thing he knew, Makoto was pushing his hand away, grasping Gokudera's cock instead, and Gokudera drew a sharp breath before letting out a sound that was almost like a sob as Makoto kept him from coming then and there.]

Makoto, p-please, let me - oh! [He squirmed, fidgeting on the bed, all keyed up with his mind barely functioning. The mouth on his neck got an instant reaction as he tried to buck his hips up against Makoto's hand, hard, a positively needy moan escaping from his throat again as his fists clenched at the bedsheets.]

[Makoto had to keep himself in check as to not become rearoused from Gokudera's moans and cries and desperate movements. It was really, really hard to do that.

He focused all of his attention on Gokudera's body so that he could envelope him with pleasure and affections. He held his cock firmly but carefully.

His mouth was concentrated on his neck seeing as how that elicited a wonderful response and continued to lap his tongue against it, leaving warm, moist trails. His teeth grazed at the skin and he sucked on that sensitive spot knowing that it was making Gokudera go crazy.

Though, he didn't entirely realize that this is how hickeys are made having never made one on someone before.]

Ah, ah, ah...! [Gokudera's voice moved back and forth between pleasured, needy moans and the desperate gasps as he tried to suppress his sounds, almost entirely failing in this endeavor. Kept on edge by Makoto's hand, but still having one of his spots mercilessly pleasured, Gokudera continued to buck shamelessly against Makoto in an attempt to convince the other boy to let him climax already. He no longer had the mental capacity for shame, or anything except for the feelings Makoto was making him feel. He just needed.]

Please, Makoto, please!

[At the pleas, Makoto couldn't help but give in. He removed his thumb from his tip and began to pump him hard.

He kept his mouth on Gokudera's neck, having moved to the nape of his neck and marking him there, too. He breathed out against his skin.]

Go on, Hayato...

[It didn't take long at all. A sob, a choke, a moan, sounds mixing together from a body overstimulated, just a few pumps of his cock and he was crying out so loudly, pushing desperately against Makoto's hand, squirming against the bed until all that was left was tired gasps and pleasured trembling.]

[Makoto couldn't help but watch Gokudera's face twist in pleasure. It was just so...well, sexy. He moved his hand until he was completely spent. His hand was coated in a mixture of Gokudera's and his own semen.

He looked down at his hand. He didn't know what to do with all of it. He wasn't as adventurous at this point to taste it.

But he smiled up at his tuckered out boyfriend, glad that he was able to share this experience with him.]

Did that feel good?

[Gokudera was tempted to clean Makoto's hand with his tongue, but he was too tired. Tired and so very satisfied. He'd be embarrassed later. He grabbed a rag within reach of the bed to wipe his hand off on before passing it to Makoto, just breathing, enjoying the afterglow.]

So good. Just... so good.

[He took the rag and cleaned off his own hand along with any stray splatters that got anywhere else. He knew he didn't really feel like moving anywhere to properly clean up and was sure Gokudera felt the same.

He flopped over next to the smaller boy and nuzzled into the side of his head then wrapped an arm around him.

He gave him a soft, loving kiss on his cheek, smiling happily.]

I think a nap sounds really good right now...How about you?

[Gokudera curled against Makoto, leeching off the other boy's heat, pleased and sated.] Mmmmhmmm. [his eyes were already dropping as he snuggled against Makoto.]

[He pulled Gokudera in tightly, securing him against his body and closed his own eyes. It didn't take long for him to drift off into a pleasant sleep. He felt like he was on cloud nine.]

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