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[Gokudera gasped against Makoto's skin in surprise. He was, aside from the ambidexterity, sadly rather boring when it came to his self-pleasuring routines and stuck mainly with his hand on his own dick. He never bothered to find out how sensitive he was elsewhere, so the pleasing jolt he got when Makoto's fingers brushed at his nipple was a small shock.

He noticed the pause, and shyly muttered against Makoto's neck,] ... don't stop.

[At the command, Makoto rolled his nipples underneath his palms before using his fingertips. He rolled the nubs in between his finger and thumb, pulling them curiously seeing which motion caused what reaction.]

Does this feel good...? [This was his first time doing anything like this, so he wanted to know that what he was doing was good for him.]

Ah - ah! [Any touch at all elicited a reaction, though when Makoto pulled on them - Gokudera had to rest his forehead against Makoto's shoulder, letting out a sound that was part squeak and part moan, his body shaking just slightly. He shifted, his pants were getting far, far too tight.] S'g-good.

[Oh! The squeaking moan was good enough indication that he was doing all right, plus the verbal reassurance was good. What next...?

He let his fingers trail down away from his chest and ghost over his slender waist. He gave him a gentle squeeze and moved his own head to nibble on his ear.]

[Gokudera's moans turned to soft laugher when the other boy's fingertips ghosted over his ticklish sides, only to turn back to moans and louder ones as Makoto continued on his gentle assault. He was going to lose it at this rate, and quick. He had to think of something horrible to keep his dick in check, but the only thing that was on Gokudera's mind was Makoto, Makoto-] Makoto-!

[He wanted to touch Makoto everywhere, to freaking lick him everywhere, and while his hands explored Makoto's chest he ghosted his lips over Makoto's shoulder, his neck, whatever skin he could reach while Makoto kept his mouth against Gokudera's ear.]

[The way Gokudera called out his name made him shiver pleasantly and breathe out softly against his ear before he went back to running his lips against the shell of his ear.

He let out a hum as Gokudera's soft lips ran over his skin.]

Hayato.... [He groaned quietly into his ear.]

[Gokudera shivered again. He was losing control and quick, he had to regain it somehow. Had to get Makoto to lose control like he was losing.] M-makoto, I - I wanna touch you more ... [He reached up to run his fingers through Makoto's hair, other hand caressing his chest, that absolutely thrilling lightly tanned skin, lightly touching at the dark brown nipples to see if Makoto reacted the same way to it that he did.]

[Makoto looked down at Gokudera, his skin flushed and his breathing becoming drawn out. His eyes glanced down at Gokudera's skilled fingers. Those fingers that were playing the piano not long ago were now playing along his body.

When he touched his nipples, his breath hitched a bit and his body gave another shudder. A soft moan spilled from his lips at the attention to his body.

Of course he wasn't objecting to his boyfriend touching and exploring his body. He would really let him do anything he wanted to at this point. He was already riled up in his own way and Gokudera was only making him more so.]

[Kissing Makoto, Gokudera gently pushed him back to get him to lay down on the bed. He had to even things up, had to get Makoto as on edge as he was -

Had to get his mouth on Makoto more already before he went absolutely batshit with want.]

Just... tell me if you need me to stop, alright?

[He leaned over Makoto, starting at his collarbone, lightly kissing and licking at the skin there and began to move his way down. His hands went ahead of him, going right to the fastenings of Makoto's pants to get them undone.]

[Makoto wondered what he was getting at before Gokudera started making his way further and further down with his mouth and then...

Oh...his pants were coming off.

His pants were coming off?!

His voice got stuck in his throat. He wasn't entirely sure about this, but his growing erection sure was. He was given the option of telling him to stop, but...

Suddenly the word wasn't in his vocabulary and all he could say was....]

H-Hayato....

[He closed his eyes and accepted this, accepted him. This was a special moment between them and he wanted to indulge Gokudera and it didn't hurt to indulge himself as well.]

Nn....

[Yes, Makoto's pants were coming off. Or at least, they were getting opened, and Gokudera was wiggling them down. Totally off might have to wait. As soon as Gokudera got Makoto's underwear down as well (small pause to make sure Makoto had time to say no if he wanted) he was... a little distracted.]

O-oh.

[Well. It was good to know that Makoto was ... proportional.]

[His cock was now exposed to him and that alone made him a little nervous. They were really going to do this. His nervousness soon faded into excitement. They were going to do this. That notion stirred him up a bit more and made him suck in a breath.

When he heard the 'oh', he opened his eyes and looked down at the light-haired boy. He blinked a bit, wondering what he was talking about until he saw where his gaze was directed.

A deeper blush rose to his cheeks. He'd never really...considered his size in the realms of pleasing someone before, but...well...he was glad to know that Gokudera was pleasantly surprised.

He looked away bashfully.]

U-uhm..yeah...

Edited 2014-03-08 04:24 (UTC)

[They were gonna do this. He was gonna do this. He'd seen porn that involved this kind of thing so he understood the concept of it even if he'd never received or given it in practice.]

It's good. You're good. Uh - [He had to shut up, and, well - there seemed to be no better way to do that then make his mouth otherwise occupied.

How convenient he had something to occupy his mouth right in front of him.

Careful of his teeth, Gokudera ducked down to work Makoto with his tongue first, just trying to see what Makoto responded best to.]

[Makoto's eyes widened a bit as he suddenly felt Gokudera's tongue on a very sensitive area. So this was happening. Was this okay?]

A-are you sure, Hayato?

[His body was definitely sure. His dick hardened even more at the idea of getting this kind of attention. He reached his hand down and pushed Gokudera's bangs back.]

[Gokudera blushed again. He was hoping Makoto wouldn't ask, would just enjoy, but... well, if he kept asking Makoto if things were okay, it was probably fair, right?

Meeting Makoto's eyes, Gokudera's breath tickled at Makoto's erection as he spoke.] ... I've been thinking about this long enough to be sure. [For this part, at least.]

[Makoto settled down a bit. So Gokudera had been thinking about him in this way? For some reason, that made him a little happy. So he was thought of in a sexual way...

He buried his hand into his hair, silently telling him to keep going. He closed his eyes to let Gokudera do what he wanted to do. The anticipation alone was enough for him to really want it and if his boyfriend wanted it, then he wanted it all the more.]

Edited 2014-03-08 06:01 (UTC)

[Makoto had been on Gokudera's mind in ways that were not entirely innocent since before the two even started actually dating. Of course, given Makoto's physique, Gokudera was pretty sure he couldn't be blamed.

Gokudera was relieved when Makoto closed his eyes - it was a little too early on for him to feel confidant enough to not only perform but perform while someone was watching him. He just ... really really wanted Makoto to feel good.

One hand braced against the bed for balance, Gokudera used his other hand to hold on to Makoto's erection while he began to cover every inch of skin down there with his tongue. It wasn't a bad taste, but he thought, though he was pretty sure he'd think that about anything having to do with Makoto. Then, slowly and carefully to not do something stupid like choke himself, Gokudera began to take Makoto into his mouth as deeply as he could.

[Yeah, this was definitely a new feeling, but definitely not an unwanted one. His brows knit together as he felt a pleasant stirring in his loins. The hand in Gokudera's soft hair gave a twitch and he was careful not to grasp it.

The feeling he was getting was, to him, indescribable so he just concentrated on the feeling until he could figure out the words. Though, the more he concentrated on the feeling, the more he couldn't even think. ]

H-Hayato...

[It was difficult to maneuver his tongue around Makoto - the other boy seemed even bigger when he was in Gokudera's mouth, and things were not made easier by Hayato's on straining erection making a tent out of his jeans.

He pulled back just a bit to catch his breath, figuring how to start again to fit Makoto into his mouth more. While he panted over Makoto's cock he muttered, to make sure Makoto knew -]

... S'okay if you wanna pull my hair a bit.

[He wasn't sure if it was a turn on or anything like that, but he wouldn't mind anything Makoto did. With that, he went down on Makoto again, shifting his tongue and humming around the other boy, able to fit more in this time.]

Hah... [Makoto's eyes opened just a touch when Gokudera paused for the moment. He wanted to make sure that he was okay down there. The sight was extremely erotic. Seeing his boyfriend's mouth poised over his now-moistened erection. He could feel his own pre-cum start to bead at the tip.

He didn't know if he could have even helped but pull his hair a little when he went back down on him. He felt himself become engulfed even more and his eyes shut closed yet again. His hand gripped Gokudera's hair, but it was still gentle, always gentle.]

Mmmm....This...feels incredible... [He said to reassure him. And it wasn't even reassurance, it was fact.]

[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.]

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