Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor any of its characters
Round 1
Yamamoto smiled as he watched his lover rant and rave before him, trying to decide on how he wished to precede. Though he was used to being on his temperamental lover's bad side, he wasn't expecting this. Deciding to do something before Gokudera flew out of control; Yamamoto made to hold the other, dodging quickly as he saw Gokudera grab for an object to throw his way.
Thankful for his quick reflexes, Yamamoto dodged the first few items, trying to keep an eye on the other as he ducked out of the way of a vase. Too late, Yamamoto saw a book flying his way.
Taking cover behind a chair, Yamamoto hissed as he rubbed his forehead, "Itai, Itai, Itai~!" Gathering his bearings, Yamamoto sneaked a look around his safe haven only to be greeted with a pillow to the face. Quickly pulling back to safety, Yamamoto scanned the area around him for a better place to hide, 'I knew he wasn't going to be happy, but I didn't think he'd get this pissed.'
Surveying the room quickly, Yamamoto grinned. It seemed as if the other had left himself wide open from the side. Seeing his chance, Yamamoto stealthily crept from his chair to another, moving in closer to Gokudera as he took cover behind whatever was handy, trying to stay out of the other's line of sight as he inched his way near the other.
Waiting for the right time, Yamamoto watched from behind the desk as Gokudera seemed to stop and take a breath. Knowing it was only a matter of time before he was discovered; Yamamoto jumped out and wrapped his arms tight around Gokudera.
Nuzzling against Gokudera's temple, Yamamoto placed a soft kiss there as he tried to calm the other down, "Hayato..." Kissing the other again, Yamamoto continued "You knew the conditions before you agreed to the bet."
Gokudera growled in anger, trying to break free from Yamamoto's hold as he tossed his head aside, "I still say you cheated you fucking bastard!"
Chuckling, Yamamoto tightened his grip, "I didn't cheat..." Nibbling along Gokudera's neck, Yamamoto trying to keep his voice as innocent as possible, "...It's not my fault that Reborn caught me on my way to the training center or that Tsuna was on my team. Besides, it was you're idea to let Reborn select the teams.
"I know it was but-!"
Seeing that this was going nowhere, Yamamoto decided to try a different approach. Releasing Gokudera, Yamamoto moved towards the door, looking behind him as his fingers wrapped around the handle, "Maybe I should go talk to Tsuna-"
"Don't You Dare!"
Smirking to himself, Yamamoto turned to face the other, feeling a pang of guilt at his ploy as he saw his lover. Gokudera had gone pale at the thought of the Tenth ever knowing of the deal he had made with the devil...on several occasions in fact. Waiting for the other to make the next move, Yamamoto leaned back against the door with his arms crossed.
Taking a deep breath, Gokudera tried to calm himself before moving closer to the other, taking one step after another until he stood before Yamamoto. A bright blush graced his cheeks as Gokudera angrily grabbed the front of his lover's suit, jerking him out of the way of the door, "Let's get this over with before I change my mind..." Knowing that he had won, Yamamoto's smile brighten as he pulled Gokudera back into the room, slamming the door shut as he kissed Gokudera hard, excitement coursing through his veins.
Hearing his lover moan his name, Yamamoto pulled away and placed his forehead against Gokudera's. Trying to catch his breath, Yamamoto cupped the other's face, "As much as I would love to collect my prize now, I can't. Tsuna caught me on my way here and I have to go help him with something first." Kissing the other quickly one last time, Yamamoto moved away, steering Gokudera away from the door as he moved to leave, "Go home and wait for me there. It shouldn't take me very long to help Tsuna." Walking out the door, Yamamoto flashed one last blinding smile at Gokudera as he waved goodbye, "See you later!"
Left alone inside his office, Gokudera glared at the door Yamamoto had escaped thru, wishing that it was as easy for him to do the same. Panting heavily, Gokudera sunk down in one of the plush seats near him, exhausted as he threw an arm over his eyes, trying to fight the blush spread across his cheeks. Neither his body nor his mind seemed able to calm down as he kept replaying over and over again just what he was going to have to do later, 'I don't know how I'm going to survive this...'
xXx
Yamamoto whistled happily to himself as he walked down the street to his apartment, a bag swinging merrily in his hand as his gaze roamed over the buildings around him, noting that the light was on in his apartment. Plastering a silly grin on his face, Yamamoto picked up the pace, wanting to be home as soon as possible. It didn't take him long to reach the complex's doors, slipping thru them and into the bright lobby on the other side.
Visibly deflating, Yamamoto groaned softly at the amount of people waiting in the lobby, access to both the stairs and the elevators cut off. Thinking quickly, Yamamoto ducked down a hallway, looking for the maintenance entrance that would take him to the second floor.
Almost walking past it in his haste, Yamamoto turned the knob only to find it locked. Cursing, Yamamoto looked both ways before fishing what he needed out of his pocket, picking the lock with well practice ease before slipping inside. It was almost deafening inside the room, Yamamoto covering his ears as he worked his way towards the stairs, 'How do they work in here!'
Not wanting to be in here a moment longer than he had too, Yamamoto made for the exit, his excitement returning as he walked up the stair that would lead to his apartment, opting to skip the elevators. Seeing his door come into sight, Yamamoto dug into his pocket to look for his keys. Pulling them out he pushed the key in and turned the lock.
The room was quiet as he entered, no sign that Gokudera had even come home other than the lights being on. Kicking off his shoes, Yamamoto walked towards the back of his apartment as he tried to find the other. He checked the study, bathroom, and the spare room as he walked along towards their bedroom.
Opening the door, Yamamoto smiled softly as he found Gokudera curled up on their bed, fast asleep with Uri cradle close to his chest. Setting his bag down by the door, Yamamoto silently crept up on the bed and lifted Uri from his spot, "Time for you to go play in the living room, Uri..." Giving the temperamental kitty a quick pet, Yamamoto shooed him out of the room, watching him leave before moving on to a more pleasurable task.
Rolling Gokudera over, Yamamoto settled his weight along Gokudera's body, laughing softly as the other mumbled in his sleep. "Hayato..." Yamamoto whispered as he placed a kiss on Yamamoto's collar bone, calling the other's name again as he moved further up, sucking on Gokudera's neck, "Hayato, I'm Home." Mumbling in his sleep, Gokudera wrapped his arms around Yamamoto's shoulders as he slowly came to, "Takeshi..."
Pulling away, Yamamoto watched as Gokudera sleepily blinked, smiling into bright green eyes, "What took you so long Bastard..." Rolling his shoulders, Yamamoto sat up, resting his weight on his hands as he leaned away from the other, "It took a little longer than I thought it was going to...I would have been back sooner but you know how it goes."
Nodding his head, Gokudera eyed the other before sitting up and stretching his arms into the air as he arched his back. Yamamoto watched with rapt attention, his gaze traveling along the length of the other's body. Fidgeting under Yamamoto's gaze, Gokudera waited for the other to make the next move.
Feeling the awkward tension growing between them, Yamamoto reached out and pulled Gokudera over him, capturing the other's lips in the process. Sneaking his tongue out, Yamamoto licked along the seam of Gokudera's lips as he tried gain access to the depths within. Feeling the other give way, Yamamoto ran his fingers down Gokudera's back as he kissed him deeply, his tongue tempting Gokudera to play before pulling back, "Ready to pay up?"
Panting lightly, Gokudera swallowed down the retort forming in his throat, nodding his head in
acquiescence as a blush spread across his cheeks. Excitement flowing thru his veins, Yamamoto bounced off the bed and pulled a chair up to the bottom of the bed, Gokudera watching in bewilderment, "What are you doing?"
Feigning innocence, Yamamoto widened his eyes as he looked up, "Getting ready, why?" Eyeing the other warily, Gokudera asked, "Why the chair?" Laughing, Yamamoto turned towards Gokudera, pulling his phone out of his pocket and setting it on the seat of the chair as he spoke, "Whatever I want remember?"
"I never should have made that fucking stupid bet with you!" Gokudera grumbled softly to himself. Sitting back on the bed, Gokudera surveyed the other as he weighed his options, "So what exactly do you want then?"
Yamamoto approached the other, pulling his tie off as he leaned over Gokudera, "What I want..." Yamamoto whisper as his lips inched closer to the other's, his hands trailing lightly down Gokudera's body, "...is to watch as you touch yourself." Kissing the other briefly, Yamamoto pulled back and trailed kisses along Gokudera's cheek, "I want to watch as you moan my name." Rubbing his hands along Gokudera's form, Yamamoto watched as Gokudera's eyes glazed over as he spoke, "I want to watch as you cum with my name on your lips."
Gokudera gave a soft moan as he imagined what the other was proposing, whining as Yamamoto pulled away, "That is what I want." Moving back, Yamamoto made his way back to his chair, grabbing his phone as he made himself more comfortable.
Pulling himself out of his haze, Gokudera scowled as he saw Yamamoto point his phone at him but otherwise remained silent. "I'm ready when you are..." Biting his lip, Gokudera nervously began, his shaking fingers working the buttons of his shirt as he slowly revealed the pale smooth skin hidden beneath.
Yamamoto watched as Gokudera avoided looking at him, smiling at the cute display before him. Relaxing into the chair, Yamamoto kept his eyes trained on Gokudera as slender fingers circled one pale pink nub, teasing it to hardness as his free hand continued on its way, pulling the shirt to the side and running his fingers over his skin. Licking his lips, Gokudera closed his eyes as he gently rubbed at his growing length thru the fabric of his slacks, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric to touch himself directly as he softly called Yamamoto's name.
Feeling his excitement growing, Yamamoto silently willed for Gokudera to raise his gaze and look at him, wanting to see the look in the other's eyes as he touched himself.
Breathing deeply, Gokudera rolled his head back as he concentrated, not wanting to fail the other in giving him his wish, watching Yamamoto beneath hooded eyes as he pulled his hands free to remove his pants, lifting his hips to pull them down his hips before tossing them aside. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he felt Yamamoto gaze intently at him, covering himself as best as he could, 'I'm never doing this ever again...'
Knowing that Yamamoto wouldn't wait forever, Gokudera hesitantly moved his hands aside, pulling his thighs apart to give Yamamoto a better view of what he was going to do. Gathering his courage, Gokudera wrapped one hand around his length, stroking it lightly as he held himself up with his free hand, his shirt slowly falling from his shoulder as he felt himself pulse within his hand.
Unable to turn his gaze away, Yamamoto grew hard as he watched the show Gokudera was giving. Careful to keep his phone still, Yamamoto pulled his shirt free, unbuttoning the fabric as he attempted to make himself comfortable.
Moaning Yamamoto's name, Gokudera felt moisture begin to gather as he teased the head of his cock, pressing down hard on the slit as his hips bucked forward into his grip. Trailing his fingers over his abdomen, Gokudera lifted his hand until he was able to place his finger before his lips, his tongue sneaking out to lick at the slender digits. Catching Yamamoto's gaze, Gokudera drew his fingers in; Giving Yamamoto a glimpse of what he could have been doing, wetting his fingers as he twirled his tongue.
Dropping his gaze, Gokudera looked over his lover, swallowing hard as he watched Yamamoto palm his own cock thru his slacks. Gokudera moaned softly as he pulled his fingers free, "Takeshi~" He panted slightly as he tried to catch his breath, Gokudera lifted his hips as he reached under himself.
Mewling as he circled his entrance, Gokudera teased himself before entering just one finger. Tentatively moving it before quickly added a second, Gokudera scissoring his fingers, "Mnnn, Takeshi..." Jerking his hand faster along his length, Gokudera added one last finger, his hips riding his fingers as he jerked forward into his own hand.
His head thrown back as pleasure coursed thru him, Gokudera could no longer see Yamamoto. Closing his eyes, Gokudera only enhanced his own desire as he pictured Yamamoto watching him, the other's intense gaze raking over him as he lost himself to the sensations. Licking his lips, Gokudera groaned as he felt himself nearing his end, "Takeshi...Takeshi, are you w-watching?"
His legs shaking, Gokudera spread himself farther apart, nearly screaming as he hit is sweet spot. A soft creak could be heard as Yamamoto stood, crawling onto the bed so that he could lean over Gokudera, taking a close up of Gokudera's face before slowly leaning back. His eyes were drawn to Gokudera's pink nipples as he looked further down, his phone capturing Gokudera's shuddering body as he neared his end.
Gokudera stilled as his fingers brushed against his sweet spot once more, his body going taunt as white hot pleasure raced thru him. Moaning as he caught his breath, Gokudera hit that spot one last time before cumming onto Yamamoto's phone as he finally found his release, "Takeshi!"
Hitting the save button on his phone, Yamamoto turned his phone around and licked the sticky substance off as he waited for Gokudera to come back down from his high, "We're not done yet, Gokudera..."