Reborn! Anon Kink Meme!

Feb 02, 2010 19:43

The Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Kink Meme 3!
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In which there is much failing [Part 1/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:05:31 UTC

Dear awesome OP: I had so much fun with your prompt! Hopefully this is what you had in mind? I hadn't really intended for it to get this long, but then it grew and grew and didn't want to stop!
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Tsuna felt like a complete failure. Not that that was something new, but he had always thought that there were some things you couldn't really screw completely up. Yet obviously he had been wrong with this assumption. Of course, when Gokudera and he had finally gotten their act together and slowly moved their relationship to another level --to a, well, lower level to some extend if he could say so (and wow did that make him sound stupid and immature)-- he had been afraid of doing something wrong and he had expected awkwardness, lots and lots of awkwardness, but he had also expected things to get better over time. He did learn by doing best, after all.

And their first time had been awkward and it had been only fumbled handjobs and both of them had come with nearly no prompting at all, but it had also been the most amazing thing Tsuna had ever felt up to that moment. And they had been getting better; getting more comfortable as well as getting more familiar with each others' bodies. And everything was just plainly mind-blowing. But.

But.

While there was a lot of mind-blowing going on --and a lot of blowing of other places which Tsuna would never ever complain about, because even just the thought of Gokudera's mouth on his dick, his mouth around Tsuna's dick- asldjfasd-- they hadn't really made their way up to real intercourse yet. And in instances such as these Tsuna realized just how much time he spend with Gokudera if it made him use such words even in his thoughts. At least he hadn't thought 'penetration' which was used in Gokudera's research notes. Which brought him to another aspect of the problem.

At first, Tsuna had thought that Gokudera just didn't want to do it. He had been aware that anal sex wasn't for everybody and there were many gay couples that didn't practice it at all, but, well, he himself had wanted to at least try. So, after much deliberation he'd decided to try to talk to Gokudera about it.

He waited in Gokudera's tiny apartment (Gokudera had given him a key months before they even got together) for him to get back home from meeting up with Shamal. (Tsuna mostly made surprise visits, or else he feared Gokudera would barely get anything done outside of his apartment, but he had to admit, considering the time he spend over at Gokudera's, he might as well already live there.) While waiting he decided that he could also tidy up a bit and started to sort through the piles of clothing strewn all over the room, folding up things that could be worn a second time and stuffing the laundry into one of the bags he'd brought with him. (It had been his mother's idea, actually, for Tsuna to bring Gokudera's laundry back home for her to wash together with their own. She also made sure to mend holes and sometimes Tsuna had the suspicion that he returned with more clothing than he set out with. Gokudera had jet to notice anything about the arrangement, which proved to Tsuna that he would be a bit lost with doing his own laundry anyway.) He'd been about to collect a sock that had somehow managed to get thrown onto the windowsill behind Gokudera's desk (come to think of it, that could have been Tsuna's own doing), when he knocked into one of the many stacks of notes, strewing pieces of paper all over the floor. He cursed picking everything back up and while straightening the papers out again, he stumbled over a couple of research results. Which wasn't all that unusual, really, most of the paper had been covered over and over with notes about whatever Gokudera was currently thinking about. But this particular piece of information caught Tsuna's attention at once. That was part of Gokudera's apparently extensive research about gay sex.

Tsuna drew in a deep breath and plumped down onto the bed, studying Gokudera's scrawl intently. Most of it was written in his own particular short hand, but Tsuna by now knew enough about it to get most of its meaning, some parts were even coded more complexly. He didn't bother with the later as he was only skimming anyway.

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In which there is much failing [Part 2/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:06:52 UTC
There had been a whole section about licking someone's asshole, which Tsuna couldn't really think about as something pleasurable, until he noticed the little, triple coded remark next to it which intrigued him. It took him a while, but he finally could tell that it said, "Special Occasion? :D". That made him second guess his initial reaction and kind of look forward to this special occasion Gokudera was obviously saving it up for. (It made him also laugh about his boyfriend heavily disguising what was just a small remark that wasn't half as incriminating as the rest of the page, not to say his other, professional notes, as well as a smiley of all things.)

Then, there was a page labeled "Penetration". It started out with a quick anatomical study, important facts to remember and an exact step-by-step guide about how to proceed. Following were pages upon pages listing different positions, their pros, cons, and a complex rating system which Tsuna guessed he wouldn't get without spending at least an hour trying to make sense of it and having Gokudera himself explain what all the stars, arrows, dots and circle meant.

But the most important bit of information didn't hide in code. It was written in plain, big roman letters on the top of the first page, directly under the caption. It read simply "Can Be Painful" and was underlined twice. Obviously, therein lay the problem. Tsuna knew that Gokudera was terrified of hurting him in any kind of way. It was actually one of the biggest problems in their relationship. Tsuna felt like he never could be completely sure if Gokudera actually agreed with him or if he just didn't want to object. They had been working on it and they were by now on much more equal footing than at the beginning, which still had been a far cry from what they had started out on since Gokudera had set his mind on getting to be Tsuna's right hand.

So that was why they hadn't tried it yet. That was why Gokudera had blocked every attempt Tsuna had made up to then, sometimes so subtly that Tsuna had only noticed what had happened the next morning or when he was back home again. Gokudera was too afraid of doing something wrong to even try at all. Usually, not taking a chance because of fear was something so unlike Gokudera, but as soon as it came to Tsuna, all the rules that applied to every other person were thrown to the wind. Tsuna felt his cheeks flush with happiness and his chest was all warm and fluttery. It had him taken far too long to see what so many people had already told him, to understand just how deep Gokudera's devotion went and that he didn't really base it on some ideal image he had of Tsuna (like he had feared for a long time, because he just hadn't been able to believe that useless, idiot Tsuna could be worth to be trusted in to such an extent), but that he really saw Tsuna the way that he was.

Still, Tsuna wanted to try. And obviously, Gokudera wanted to as well, Tsuna could tell just as clearly as he could see why Gokudera had been too afraid to actually do anything yet.

Tsuna shifted a bit uncomfortably on the bed and bit his lip. He was already almost painfully hard, but not even mainly because of what he was reading about. No, Gokudera wrote his notes always exceedingly clinically, devoid of any kind of emotion (excluding very rare and very small personal comments like that triple coded smiley). There was nothing arousing about such a cold, direct description of what goes where. No, that wasn't it at all. What really got to Tsuna was the way Gokudera's usually so neat handwriting was slightly wobbly nearly constantly, becoming nearly erratic in places. Tsuna could practically see how Gokudera had probably sat just over there on the chair at his desk having to try harder and harder at staying objective in his note taking, getting distracted and thinking about doing these things he was writing down to Tsuna-- And Tsuna couldn't-- He couldn't stop himself from pushing his hand down his pants, he couldn't not touch himself while thinking about Gokudera struggling with himself because he'd been fantasizing about Tsuna.

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In which there is much failing [Part 3/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:08:18 UTC
The ink blurred in front of his eyes as he lost a bit of his focus while he contemplated for a moment how he would look like to Gokudera if he would come home right now, how he would react if he would find Gokudera sprawled over Tsuna's bed, waiting for him, desperately jerking himself off while moaning his name-- Tsuna's hand sped up and he had to moan Gokudera's name right then and suddenly, his eyes caught at one peculiar part near the end of the notes. There, in the middle of a sentence, in the middle of a word, the handwriting suddenly changed from scrawl-like back to its usual orderly forms. The ink preceding that imminent change was smudged, on some places more than on others, while the writing following bore no fault at all.

The sudden image of Gokudera, sitting right over there at his desk, hair put into a sloppy ponytail, glasses on his nose, his hands trembling, flashed through his mind. Letting his eyes fall shut, Tsuna could see him biting his lip, worrying it between his teeth, writing on while his other hand was fisted in his own hair to keep it from wandering off. Tsuna could see him shake his head after his eyes had unwillingly fluttered shut again, cheeks flushed and pupils dilated. And then, then, right when he had been writing that sentence, right when he had been in the middle of writing that word, he had given up, had given in, had let his pen drop out of his hand, had let his other hand drop out of his hair, hadn't even bothered to take his glasses off-- Gokudera would have shoved away from the desk to get a bit more space, would have slid forward to sit on the edge of the chair, wouldn't have wasted more time by taking off his trousers, just tried to get all his belts and buckles and buttons open as fast as possible (and Tsuna knew from experience that that was usually quite a task), would probably have rested his cheek on the surface of the desk, probably right on that sheet of paper where he'd smudged the ink--

Tsuna gasped. That could have happened, had probably happened even, right over there. He imagined the noises Gokudera might have made, the noises Tsuna knew Gokudera made when touched in all the right places, the noise of skin moving against skin, Gokudera's skin moving against Gokudera's skin, imagined the way Gokudera's breathing hitched and his thighs started to tremble slightly shortly before he came, imagined him calling out Tsuna's name as he spilled all over his own hands--

Tsuna flailed around and somehow managed to grab a tissue before shuddering violently and keening and coming inside his trousers. Even with the tissue to get most of it, it was still pretty gross, but Tsuna felt far too spent and content to move right now. He was kind of proud of himself for not getting Gokudera's notes in much more of a mess.

Really, he should move, go wash his hands, put the paper back onto the desk where it belonged, borrow some of Gokudera's underwear and dump his damp ones into the laundry bag too. His mother wouldn't even notice that Tsuna's dirty boxers had somehow gotten mixed up with Gokudera's clothes. Probably. Maybe. Tsuna hoped. He hoped that she at least wouldn't ask him about it. But instead, he just snatched another tissue to somehow clean his hands, let it along with the other just tumble onto the floor and rolled over to make himself more comfortable on the half of the bed that wasn't currently covered in notes.

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In which there is much failing [Part 4/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:09:31 UTC
"Tenth?"

Gokudera's voice woke him up. Tsuna blearily blinked his eyes open. He had no idea how long he had slept, but it seemed like it had already begun to get dark outside.

"Tsuna? What were you--?" Gokudera asked him, wide eyed, standing kind of frozen in the doorway.

Rubbing at his eye, Tsuna smiled at the use of his given name. It still made butterflies flutter through his chest every time he heard Gokudera call him by it. "I was waiting for you to come home. I found some of your notes, sorry for making such a mess. I should probably call Mom and tell her I'll stay over or she'll worry." Tsuna yawned, stood up, crossed half of the room, bend down to get his mobile phone out of the rucksack he brought along. When he straightened back up, Gokudera was still staring at the spot on the bed Tsuna had just vacated and didn't seem to have moved at all. Just like that, the rest of Tsuna's brain finally woke up, too, and helpfully informed him about what he had just said and exactly how he looked like right now. Yep, even his jeans were still unbuttoned and hung low on his hips, barely staying up at all. He knew his hair must look like a giant birds' nest and his hands felt sticky. Not to say how the air in here must smell like.

Tsuna flushed crimson.

"Uhm..." he said, cringing in embarrassment, "I-I didn't mean to go through your stuff?"

Gokudera opened his mouth, looked over at him, flushed equally red, closed his mouth and snapped his eyes quickly away again. Tsuna could see him swallowing. Once, twice.

"I-- Actually, it was an accident! I was just trying to get that sock from behind your desk and then I knocked all those notes onto the floor and then I found these and-- I'm sorry." Tsuna licked his lips, nervously.

There was silence.

"Gokudera? Say something? Please?" When Tsuna looked back up from the floor to Gokudera, the other boy was blinking rapidly. At least he was moving and not still frozen in place, Tsuna thought. Then Gokudera shook his head and caught Tsuna's gaze with his own. There was still color high on his cheeks.

"Why. Why would you want to get a sock from behind the desk?" he asked, bewildered.

"Because I threw it there?" Tsuna answered truthfully. Well, it was nearly the complete truth.

"Okay," Gokudera said and then there was another silence. Tsuna shifted from foot to foot.

"I'm sorry. Please don't be angry. I'm sorry," he said, holding tightly onto his mobile phone in his hands.

"Te-- Tsuna! I'm not angry!" Gokudera loudly replied at once. His voice was kind of scratchy. "I'm not angry. I thought you'd be-- because I--"

"Why would I be angry at you?" Tsuna asked incredulously, straightening up more.

"For once because I'm a giant creep and could probably release a whole encyclopedia about gay sex practices? I'm sorry for being such a creep! I understand if you won't ever forgive me!" Gokudera exclaimed, nearly wailed and Tsuna was really glad that he had mostly stopped throwing himself onto the ground whenever he was feeling sorry for something he'd done. Tsuna shook his head. Okay, this was just them being ridiculous again. Nothing to be worried about.

"Gokudera, I'm not angry at-- Ha-Hayato, I'm not angry at you at all," he amended and now Gokudera was really looking at him and Tsuna willed him to understand just with his eyes, but of course that's not how they worked, they had to spell everything out or else there would be unnecessary and completely idiotic misunderstandings. Like right now. "I'm not angry and I'm glad that you wrote those notes and I'm glad I found them." Tsuna took a deep breath and he felt the heat in his cheeks rising again, but he plunged on, "I know you noticed that I-- that I, when I read these and I thought about you writing these and thinking about doing these things, doing these things to me, with me, that I-- that I just couldn't help myself and--" Tsuna broke off, but not because he had lost the courage to finish that sentence. No, because Gokudera was kissing him.

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In which there is much failing [Part 5/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:11:23 UTC
Tsuna at once threw his arms around him, pulling them closer together. He knew he still had to smell like sleep and sweat and come, but Gokudera didn't seem to care, instead just groaned against Tsuna's mouth and held him equally tight.

"I thought that you, that you just didn't want to do any of that. With me," Tsuna confessed when they broke apart again.

Gokudera promptly kissed him again. And again and again.

"I want to do everything with you," he proclaimed rather breathlessly yet resolute.

Tsuna kissed him in return. And again and again and again.

"I want to do everything with you, too," he said, grinning in a way that was idiotically happy. Gokudera beamed right back.

Then they were stumbling towards the bed, landing on it and crushing some of the notes beneath them. They scrambled around to get them off the bed while simultaneously trying to free each other from unnecessary clothing which meant all of the clothing, of course.

"Could we-- ah!-- Could we do it today? Right now?" Tsuna asked, well, more gasped than asked, really, but Gokudera seemed to have understood just fine. He stopped moving for a short moment, which made Tsuna complain impatiently, and then shook his head. He did look a bit saddened, Tsuna was glad to notice.

"I haven't," he began and Tsuna grinned when he had to break off to groan against Tsuna's neck, "I haven't any of the stuff we-- we would need, goddothatagain--"

Tsuna kissed him and kissed him and kissed him.

"But, someday soon?"

"Someday soon," Gokudera agreed at once, before slipping into Italian expletives of which Tsuna only understood half of. Tsuna grinned against the soft skin right under Gokudera's left ear.

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Someday soon became someday not so soon, but Tsuna couldn't really blame Gokudera for that.

They were all busy with planning the new secret underground base, making sure not to get killed by random assassination attempts, Reborn had made a brand new training plan from hell, then there was school to consider and if there was any free time at all, they usually just fell right into bed, asleep before even touching the bed sheets. Also, Tsuna couldn't really spend all his time over at Gokudera's. He did miss his mother, Lambo, I-Pin and Fuuta and felt bad as they didn't get to see him all that much at the moment as it was.

His mother, of course, always asked Gokudera to stay over when she saw him at dinner, but he always declined. He had the weird notion about feeling bad for going behind her back in her own house. Not that they were going behind her back, Tsuna argued, as he had told her (in a stammered, awkward conversation, that, all in all, had been pretty much pointless as Tsuna had the suspicion that his mother had known all along) that he was in love with Gokudera and that they were together. Tsuna even thought that his mother knew what they were doing, he just liked to pretend that she didn't and to not think about it. He knew that she would let them share a room and even guessed that she wouldn't even see any reason for making them set up a guest futon. (His mother was awesome like that, even if it was somewhat embarrassing.) Not that they would be awake enough to do anything, anyway.

But Gokudera always just blushed and shook his head. Tsuna had stopped arguing his case and just hoped for the workload to lessen a bit.

And then, there it was. A glorious, glorious day completely free from any obligations. Reborn had finally deemed them worthy of a break, mainly because Tsuna had nearly gotten his head chopped off even in Hyper-Dying-Will-Mode because his mind was just too sleep deprived to concentrate properly and his body too exhausted to react fast enough even with Hyper Intuition. It also was a Sunday, which meant no school and luckily he had let himself get bullied by Gokudera into doing all of his homework over the past two days. Which meant he was free. Free to do whatever he wanted to, like sleep in, laze around, play stupid computer games and Gokudera, hopefully.

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In which there is much failing [Part 6/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:12:57 UTC
In fact, Tsuna resolved to do all that, to do his best at reaching all these aims for the day. He slept in, ate breakfast really late, lazed around until lunch, played computer games with Lambo, I-Pin and Fuuta and then, in the afternoon, phoned Gokudera to ask if he could come over to his place.

While the children were distracted by the game, Tsuna quickly snatched the small package that had been safely hidden from under his bed and stuffed it into his bag. He'd bought the condoms and the lube already weeks ago, just shortly after they had decided that they wanted to try. It had to have been the most embarrassing shopping trip in his entire life. He'd first had walked by the shelves a couple of times, each time too nervous to actually stop to look at the products displayed. By the time he had gathered enough of his courage to take a proper look, there had been a small group of teenage girls, all probably a couple of years younger than him, standing in front of it, pointing and showing each other different boxes, giggling all the while. He'd stopped before getting too close to them, but they had seemed to have sensed his approach and all turned as one to stare at him. As Tsuna had flushed and turned on the heel to walk right back the way he came from, he'd been able to hear them break out into loud giggling again. He'd lurked around the store for at least another fifteen minutes just to wait until the girls were gone, the while getting asked by two different store clerks if he needed any help finding what he was looking for. He'd declined both times, mortified by even thinking about asking for help. He could have sworn that both of them had looked at him knowingly and had only barely managed to hold back laughter at the way his face had flushed.

Then, when he'd finally stood in front of the shelf, he'd had briefly considered getting help. Figuring out what he had to buy had been proving itself to be more difficult than he'd believed beforehand. But, after what had felt far too much time, he'd a packet of condoms and a tube lube in his hands that as far as he'd been able to tell could be used together. (That much he could still remember from Gokudera's notes, that you should look out for everything to be compatible.)

Paying had been rather horrifying, too. He'd felt like the guy behind the cash register was picturing what exactly he was going to do with his purchases and it had not only been making him more embarrassed again, but also plainly creeped out. Tsuna had been so glad when he'd finally left the store again. Really. Worst shopping trip ever. It even beat out that time he'd woken up in a big department store only in his underwear.

Arriving at Gokudera's apartment, Tsuna was as much nervous and intimidated as he was exhilarated and curious about what he hoped would happen today.

Gokudera opened him wearing less belts than usually, with hair in a ponytail but without his glasses. He greeted him with a soft, chaste kiss on the mouth, making Tsuna's entrails squirm funnily in happiness. They leaned against each other for a bit exchanging "Hello"s and "How are you"s and "I'm really glad to be/you are here"s. Then Gokudera grinned down at him, exclaiming proudly, "I made us cookies!" Tsuna kissed him and said, "Let's eat them!" and grinned back.

They crowded around Gokudera's very small kitchen table which Tsuna adored not for its differently long legs but for its homey feel. They ate the cookies that, like all of Gokudera's cooking, really, tasted less than good (though Tsuna thought he was slowly improving; somewhat). Tsuna told stories about Lambo, I-Pin and Fuuta, Reborn's training from hell, what he'd heard from their other friends and how his Mom had made him mow the lawn yesterday even though everyone knew there would be new scorch marks within the next two days. Gokudera talked about the new project he'd been working on, the newest weird habit of his landlady, his baking adventure and the ghost he thought was living under the roof and whose gloomy calls he had heard through his faucet a couple of nights ago.

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In which there is much failing [Part 7/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:15:05 UTC
In the end they didn't even end up doing more than cuddling, talking about everything and nothing and kissing. Pressed against Gokudera, snuggled together in Gokudera's bed and already drifting off to sleep he wondered if he was maybe less interested in sex than a normal boy his age was, if it made him weird that he'd rather just talk and kiss and cuddle with his boyfriend than try to have sex with him when they hadn't had much time to spend together the last couple of weeks. Maybe it did. Maybe it didn't. Tsuna decided he didn't care much. It wasn't as if he didn't want, didn't like, didn't think about sex. He did all that. He did all that a lot. He did all that even more if it included Gokudera. It was like, today, it felt nice just being close together. They didn't need sex to feel close to each other and Tsuna was really, really glad because of that. He obviously had different priorities than was expected as far as he knew. Well, as long as Gokudera didn't seem to have a problem with it, Tsuna wouldn't think about it anymore.

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The next morning, they didn't have much time as they, like every time Tsuna stayed over on a school night, didn't get up early enough and had to hurry to get to school on time if they didn't want to have to hide from Hibari and risk getting beaten up.

They saved a bit of time by getting into the shower together and promptly lost that time again with all the fumbling going on in there. They didn't have enough time to eat before leaving or make something to eat at lunch break, instead they each took an apple and a piece of toast for the way and Tsuna's mother had in wise forethought given him enough lunch money for both of them, also like every time Tsuna stayed over on a school night.

The way to school was longer than from Tsuna's home and they had to run all the way until they caught up with Yamamoto who laughed at how out of breath they were (one good thing to come out of Reborn's training was that Tsuna now could run such a distance at all) and how ridiculous they looked with their delighted grins all over their faces and told them how happy he was for them, how happy he was to see them like this. That was usually when Gokudera started snarling about how he even dared to say such idiotic things, all the while still clearly being deliriously in love, a bit embarrassed and glad to have friends that approved, that were happy for them. Tsuna just laughed along with Yamamoto and Gokudera usually couldn't keep his grin from splitting his face, either.

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Everyday antics and the returning giant pile of work aside, Tsuna didn't forget about their decision or about the small package that by now was hidden under his bed again in an old shoe box labeled "Math - Grade 1-3", where he was sure Lambo wouldn't start rummaging in, under some of his actual old math homework. It was as safe there as it ever would be in a house such as theirs.

Still, the good hiding place wasn't all that useful when you would need the things hidden right now with you while you had no opportunity to get them. Tsuna cursed his bad planning skills. Clearly he should have stashed the condoms and the lube here at Gokudera's. Not only would they be by far more safe from Lambo's eyes and Tsuna therefore from having to answer the child's questions, but also would they most likely only find their use here anyway. Why had he thought that stealthily carrying the package back and forth every time he visited Gokudera would be a good idea?

Then, in the next moment, Tsuna nearly forgot that he had been thinking about anything else than pleasepleasepleaseGokuderadon'tstop and trying his hardest at being more articulate than "Hnnngh!" to tell him so.

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In which there is much failing [Part 8/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:16:27 UTC
Tsuna stroked trembling fingers through Gokudera's hair, softly massaging his scalp in a way he knew Gokudera liked. That was the drawback of blowjobs. You couldn't really do very much to make your partner feel just as good at the same time. Well, there was always 69-ing, but that number alone always made him think of Mukuro whom he really didn't want to think about at all right now, ugh!-- Also, Gokudera and he both had agreed that they just didn't like the position very much. They'd tried and while it wasn't bad, both of them couldn't help feeling like they were upside-down and it was always just plain weird. Tsuna was really glad that they had managed to confirm that both of them really didn't like it much, because at the beginning Tsuna had usually gone along with it because he'd thought Gokudera liked it, while Gokudera acted under the same assumption and yeah, the conversation had been really awkward, but in the end it had been worth it.

Really, sometimes their interaction was so silly, Tsuna would laugh about it if he wasn't himself stuck in these situations. Really while you could count on Gokudera finding solutions to the most complex problems and finding ways to plan ahead for even the most ridiculous situations--

Oh, Tsuna was so, so stupid. If there was someone who would be prepared for everything, for every possible situation he could think of, it would be Gokudera. Now Tsuna tried even harder at voicing something that wasn't only a couple of garbled consonants. He tucked slightly at Gokudera's hair to get his attention, which backfired exceptionally as it made Gokudera moan around his dick which in turn made Tsuna nearly come right then and there. Oh god, but that had felt so good--

"I want-- I want you to--" Tsuna finally managed to gasp out. Gokudera looked up at him, confused. Tsuna swallowed and went on, "I want to try. Could you--? Have you?"

There was a spark of understanding in Gokudera's eyes shortly before he pulled off with an audible pop. Tsuna swallowed down a groan. "Yes, yes," Gokudera said, his voice scratchy, "Are you sure you want to?"

Tsuna nodded at once, replying "Yes" because he didn't have to consider this anymore. Gokudera scrambled up to him to desperately fit their lips together in a heated, open-mouthed kiss. They way Tsuna could taste himself on Gokudera's tongue would never stop being something simultaneously weird and scorchingly hot. Then he was suddenly grasping at air as Gokudera had rolled off the bed and was rummaging around in the bedside drawer. "I'll just-- I know I put it there-- Ah! Here!" he exclaimed triumphantly, brandishing a small package and a tube that looked close to what Tsuna had bought himself, but wasn't quite the same as far as he could tell.

Now, the strange mix of feeling anxious, nervous, curious and giddy all at the same time caught up with him again. Gokudera seemed to be in a similar state as he just stood there in front of Tsuna, obviously not sure how to act. Tsuna couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous they must look and reached up to pull Gokudera down to him again. He kissed, all the while still laughing which obviously didn't work out all that well, but got rid of some of the awkwardness and made Gokudera laugh along.

"Okay, okay," Tsuna said, still giggling a bit and trying to catch his breath. "Even stupid people manage to have sex and we have a genius here," he said fondly, "so we'll figure this out. And if either of us doesn't like it, we'll stop."

"You'll have to tell me if I hurt you in any way, Te--Tsuna," Gokudera said, completely serious again.

Tsuna kissed him, quick but soft. "I promise. Now, you did all the research, you'll have to tell me what to do," he added, having to surpress a laugh at how red Gokudera was blushing.

"O-okay," Gokudera stammered, eyes glazing over for a moment. Then he shook his head. "Roll over and get on your hands and knees. That should be the easiest way."

Tsuna did what he was told, craning his neck to be able to look at Gokudera behind him. He had to admit, there was nothing sexy about this position, he was feeling rather awkward instead.

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In which there is much failing [Part 9/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:17:37 UTC
"Alright, could you spread your legs a bit wider?" Gokudera asked, obviously feeling just as stupid. "I can't believe I just said that! I'm sor--"

"It's okay!" Tsuna interrupted him, "Don't worry about it! I'm glad that you can tell me what to do or else I'd be completely clueless. Just-- What's next?" He did his very best at ignoring the tension surrounding them, nudging against Gokudera with one of his legs to reassure him somewhat. Obviously, both of them were completely embarrassed by the whole situation which was plain stupid after all the time they had spend together, after all the things they had already done. Yet, even being aware of that, Tsuna couldn't quite shake off the insecurity.

"Okay. Okay," Gokudera mumbled, fumbling with the tube as far as Tsuna could see. "This is going to feel a bit cold, but it'll warm up."

He'd been right, this was feeling rather cold, but that were also Gokudera's fingers trailing wet circles around Tsuna's asshole, so not all was bad. It did feel strange, but not unpleasant. Then Gokudera's second, much warmer hand grasped his left butt cheek, spreading him open a bit more and squeezing softly, rhythmically. It made Tsuna shiver slightly, giving him a more familiar feeling to concentrate on. Gokudera knew that he liked it when he knead his ass like that, Tsuna himself had been quite surprised himself how nice it could be to be touched like that.

"I'm going to push a finger in now," Gokudera said, the concentration clearly visible in his voice, "Tell me if it hurts?"

Tsuna nodded, trying his very best at not tensing up against the pressure. At first he suddenly didn't think that something like this was even possible but then he could feel his body give and there was suddenly something in there, something that he was acutely aware didn't belong. He sucked in a deep breath.

Gokudera at once stopped moving at all. "Is everything alright? Am I hurting you? Tsuna?"

"No, nothing hurts," Tsuna was quick to answer, shaking his head. "It's just-- weird, unfamiliar. But not really bad," he tried to explain. It didn't seem to have much of an effect on Gokudera. Tentatively Tsuna carefully rocked himself back into Gokudera's touch. Yes, definitely not a bad feeling, he'd just have to get used to it a bit more. "Go on, please?" He could hear Gokudera breath deeply in and out, then he was moving again. Tsuna tried rocking a bit with him, concentrating more on the feeling of something moving inside of him. It really didn't feel like something Tsuna didn't think he could enjoy with a bit more experience maybe. He felt his body relaxing more and more.

"I-- I think you could try for a second?" he sounded a bit puzzled, but that wasn't surprising considering that all of this felt like nothing he had experienced ever before.

"You sure?" Gokudera asked hesitantly, but at least he hadn't stopped moving again.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think it should be alright," Tsuna replied, doing his best at projecting more confidence than he really felt.

"Okay. Okay. Try not to tense up too bad," Gokudera said and nudged with a second fingertip against Tsuna.

There was definitely more of a stretch this time, not only going in, but Tsuna could feel it with each little tentative back-and-forth movement. He gasped a bit and quickly added, "It doesn't hurt! It's just-- different," to avoid Gokudera stopping again. Yeah, it felt different than before, like more, which well, considering, shouldn't come too surprising. But still. Not bad. Maybe even nice.

"Gokudera? Could you, I don't know, come a bit closer? I barely know that you're there. Well, of course I can tell you're here, but--"

"I'm sorry, Tsuna! I would like to, really! Ideally I'd be wrapped all around you, but I need to see what I'm doing!" Gokudera answered and he sounded so desperate that it made Tsuna swallow down his objection. It made him remember that it was quite the accomplishment that they were doing this at all. This was important for Gokudera and he didn't want to push him even more.

"It's okay, it's okay," Tsuna said instead. And it was. Nothing of what they were doing felt bad or anything. He just couldn't stop wanting more, couldn't stop wanting this to feel less clinical and awkward.

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In which there is much failing [Part 10/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:18:49 UTC
They moved together for another couple of minutes and Tsuna decided it wasn't really worth all the trouble. He was feeling stupid and foolish. While this didn't feel bad, even tipped on the edge of nice, it wasn't really doing all that much for him and for Gokudera obviously even less so.

"This-- this isn't working like this," Tsuna finally admitted. Gokudera stilled all of his movements and so the quickly went on, "I need to know that you're there. I need to see your face. Can't we do this with me on the back?"

"But then it could hurt more!"

"It hasn't hurt at all up to now. I think it will be okay," Tsuna tried to convince him. As that didn't seem to help any, he went on, "this isn't doing anything for you. I want to be able to touch you and make you feel good, too. And, and if you don't want to try, we'll just stop. That's fine, as well."

"I don't want you to think you have to do this for me," Gokudera replied and slowly let his fingers slip out again. Tsuna sighed softly at their loss, but all in all it wasn't even really a decision.

"It's not just that. I also really want try it with you. And it really didn't feel bad, it felt nearly good, really and I think it could feel a lot better. It has to or else people wouldn't be doing it at all, right?"

Gokudera wiped off the spilled lube of Tsuna's skin and his fingers. He let it fall to the floor and then slumped back onto the bed, landing next to Tsuna who had rolled over and promptly threw his arms around him. For a moment they just lay there, together. In silence.

"We could, try again sometime. If you want to," Gokudera eventually spoke up.

"Yeah?" Tsuna smiled, "If you want to as well?"

"I wouldn't have offered otherwise," Gokudera replied which both of them knew was a lie.

"Maybe we just need a bit of more practice?" Tsuna said, chuckling. Well, it wasn't like it was something new for him to fail at everything.

"Maybe," Gokudera agreed and kissed him.

---

Despite their best efforts, their next tries weren't all that more successful. Well, they managed to get Tsuna more and more frustrated, but other than that, they didn't achieve anything.

They had one night managed to get up to three fingers and it had been amazing. And there, exactly lay the problem. Tsuna had discovered that it could feel completely incredible and he liked it and he wanted more and every time his breathing hitched a bit too much or he gasped a little too loudly, which should be obviously good signs, Gokudera stopped, thinking he'd hurt Tsuna, thinking he'd done something wrong when, really, he'd done everything right. No matter how hard Tsuna tried to get him to understand that he felt fine, more than fine even, Gokudera didn't seem to quite believe him. That hurt actually, kind of a lot.

If they would now just stop trying altogether, if Tsuna wouldn't get to know that it could be really, really good and that it kind of just got better the more they did it, everything would be fine. Tsuna would just have to accept that this wasn't something he could have. That would be have been that. But no, Gokudera did want to try, because, even if he always freaked out right in the middle, he did actually understand that this was something that Tsuna liked, something Tsuna wanted. Therefore he wanted to try again and again. Unfortunately he also freaked out again and again. They had been caught in some kind of vicious circle with no end in sight. Which lead to Tsuna feel quite frustrated. It also made his head hurt when he thought about it too much.

It was just-- This was so stupid and Tsuna wanted to fix it, because now whenever they were alone it seemed like something was hanging over their heads, pressuring them and Tsuna wished everything would be like it was before, easy and comfortable and everything he could ever have hoped for. He needed to fix this, he just had no idea how to do that.

He pushed his rice absentmindedly around in his bowl. He hadn't even finished half of it, but he didn't really feel like eating anyway. Looking up, he noticed that Reborn and the children had already vanished upstairs without him even hearing them leave. His mother had already started to put the dishes away and put the leftovers of dinner into boxes to reheat tomorrow.

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In which there is much failing [Part 11/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:20:08 UTC
"Are you finished, Tsu-kun?" she asked. When he nodded, she didn't go put the rice bowl away, instead sat down next to him and looked at him seriously. Tsuna turned to her, a bit perplexed.

"What is wrong? Has something happened?" Tsuna shook his head, but didn't meet her eyes. "Now, Tsu-kun, I know there's something going on! Don't lie to me! But if you don't want to talk about it, it's fine. Just know that you can tell me about anything you want to." She took one of his hands in both of hers and squeezed, softly.

Tsuna nodded and looked at her. He loved his mother very much, sometimes it even surprised him just how much in instances such as this one. He opened his mouth. He knew he could talk to her, he knew she would listen, but he didn't really know how to begin. Also this would be so, so embarrassing. He closed his mouth again, flushing.

"Tsu-kun, is this about Gokudera-kun?" she asked, but it wasn't really a question at all Tsuna knew.

"Okay. We won't talk about it right now, then. I just want to tell you that I believe that both of you love each other very much and that whatever the problem, if you talk to each other and work together on it, everything will work out fine. Also, you remember what I told you, right? Always make sure to be safe. Condoms aren't that expensive and if you're too embarrassed to buy them yourself, you can just put them on the groceries list. But keep in mind that I will make you answer any of Lambo's questions when he'll undoubtedly read it."

"Mom! It's not like that! And I'm not that pathetic! And-- and you can't make me give Lambo the talk! You managed to do it once before, I think you'll manage again!" Tsuna exclaimed, horrified. That also was an old argument. His mom knew that if nothing else would word, she could always threaten him by saying she'd make him talk to Lambo about sex. It helped her get what she wanted every time. He sunk lower in his chair and mumbled dejectedly, "It's not like we'll be needing them any time soon."

"Hahaha! I would have never thought my son would ever get this upset about his boyfriend refusing to put out!" She laughed. Tsuna was mortified.

"It's not like that! It's-- it's complicated!" Oh god, this was horrible!

She suddenly quieted and became serious again, "Now Tsuna, I know you probably don't want to hear this, but I have to say you have to accept if Gokudera-kun doesn't want to, yet. If he isn't ready, you mustn't even try to pressure him into anything he doesn't want to. I know that sex is an important part of a relationship, but if it becomes the most important part, there definitely is something wrong."

"Mooom! I knooow!" Tsuna whined, desperate for the conversation to be over already. "That's not it at all! Please, can we not talk about it?"

"Okay, okay. I'll stop pestering you. Still, whatever the problem, conversation always helps. Maybe you could also just try to look at it from a different angle, but that's really all the advice I can give you without knowing what the problem is in the first place." She hugged him tight and he hugged her back.

"Thanks, mom," Tsuna mumbled into her shoulder.

"You're welcome, Tsu-kun, always."

---

Later, when Tsuna lay in his bed and stared up at the ceiling he realized that he could be really glad that it had been his mom trying to talk to him and not Reborn. He shuddered just thinking about it. He had been quite distracted the last couple of weeks and it had only gotten worse. Reborn had commented on it more than once. He had also shot at him and made him do extra training more than once in retaliation. Tsuna knew that he had to do his very best tomorrow or else his tutor probably really would make him talk. Not talk to him, make him talk. Tsuna really wanted to avoid that at all costs.

He was just starting to drift off into sleep when his mother's words tumbled through his mind once again. A different angle, he thought and then he was sitting straight up in his bed. He'd just had an epiphany in form of a picture that had had just manifested in his thoughts. Tsuna hadn't thought about it before --really, he couldn't say why he had never thought about it!-- but now that he did, he couldn't deny that he really liked picturing it. Really, really liked it.

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In which there is much failing [Part 12/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:21:06 UTC
To think that he'd gotten the idea because of his mom of all people! Tsuna resolutely banished his mom from his mind for the moment. Instead, he pulled back that picture and while his hand already crept downwards and into his pajama pants, a fantasy was already manifesting itself that made him squirm without doing anything else, along with a plan.

---

Tsuna was still kind of embarrassed, but he had now thought about it for over a week (mostly without being deliriously tired to get more of an effect) and he'd decided that he really wanted to at least talk to Gokudera about it. Of course, actually trying it this way for once would be the best-case scenario.

They hadn't seen each other much out of school all week long, which had made thinking everything through a bit easier. But now, that they were lazing around at Gokudera's Tsuna didn't feel like he was in a hurry and he also didn't feel like being crushed by the strange tension that had been between them the last couple of weeks.

Today was special in as much as it was a normal week day and still Reborn had announced that there would be no training that afternoon. It had taken Tsuna completely by surprise as he had eaten his breakfast this morning. Reborn had just come into the kitchen, told him that he had something to do today and therefore no time for Tsuna before leaving again. All of it had been just a bit too abrupt. Tsuna suspected his mom had something to do with it. He'd decided that he didn't want to know. But he'd be stupid if he didn't use the opportunity to go spend some time with Gokudera without thousands of people surrounding them (thousands of people as in his teachers and classmates in school and his mother, Reborn, Lambo, I-Pin, Fuuta and anyone else dropping by at home).

They'd done their homework together (Gokudera'd insisted) sitting on the floor because neither the desk nor the kitchen table were really large enough for both of them and they didn't really want to split up; even if there would only have been half of a room of space between them. Then, they had started kissing which had automatically brought them onto the bed, because the floor wasn't all that comfortable, all things considered.

Tsuna loved kissing Gokudera. He could spend hours doing nothing else. In a way, Tsuna thought that over all the time they had spend trying to get sex right, they had kind of forgotten about just doing this. It was really rather sad. Tsuna was determined to make up for lost time today.

He had his hands under Gokudera's shirt, rubbing them slowly over his back, up and down, soaking up the warmth. He liked how it always made Gokudera completely boneless, liked how he got one hand playing with the hair at the back of his neck and the other trailing circles over his hipbone before moving up again to trace his collarbone to his shoulder and resting there for a moment before journeying back. He liked how he could make Gokudera hum against his mouth if he nipped at his lower lip in the right way, how he could make him squirm by just placing his hands on the lower half of his back and waiting.

"Do you want to...?" Gokudera asked, quite breathlessly as Tsuna was delighted to note, looking down at him heavy lidded and content. Tsuna's heart nearly tripped over itself trying to beat even faster, though it had already been going at breakneck speed for quite a wile now.

"This is enough," Tsuna answered, smiling brightly, "Unless you want to?"

"Nah, this is good," Gokudera said, lips twitching as he leaned back down again, Tsuna already surging up to meet him halfway.

There was nothing fast about their movements. Lips moved slowly over another, tongues met almost lazily, in hurry at all to break apart again. Time itself seemed to have slowed down, getting caught up in sensual touches. Tsuna felt like his chest was going to explode from happiness any moment now.

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In which there is much failing [Part 13/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:21:56 UTC
Then, Gokudera moved his hips to settle more comfortably and of course Tsuna moved along with him. There was suddenly glorious, glorious friction, making Tsuna breath out in a hiss and seriously reconsider his plan of not doing anything more than kissing today. That wasn't enough for Tsuna to dare risk this, though. This feeling of belonging and happiness that had still been around the last couple of weeks, but in much smaller doses. He would have held onto his plan, hadn't Gokudera whispered, right in that instant, "Tsuna," in a voice that was layered with so much need and arousal and love--

Really, Tsuna thought as he moved his hips just like that again, gasping into Gokudera's mouth, nobody could hold him responsible, not when Gokudera sounded like this, not when he looked like this.

Every bit of lust and plain abandon that had been covered under layers and layers of tranquility was just like that right on the surface, bringing more and more heat and desperation into their movements.

"Tsuna," Gokudera said again and Tsuna moaned embarrassingly loud considering they weren't really doing all that much to begin with. Yet he did his best at slowing down, getting his eyes to open again (they must have fallen shut without him noticing), concentrating on Gokudera's whole face and not only on the way his lips moved.

"Tsuna, do you want to try again?" Gokudera asked. He actually sounded hopeful, which made Tsuna feel kind of bad but he knew that this would undoubtedly end up in disaster again if he didn't do something. Then it would only maybe end up in disaster.

"Can we try it differently, maybe?" As Gokudera didn't seem to quite understand what he meant, Tsuna took a deep breath. Conversation was key was what his mother had told him, though she probably had meant more of a normal approach to the topic instead of springing the idea at Gokudera like this. Well, whatever. He clarified, "I would really like to be the one to try, this time. I mean, what I meant to say is, that maybe, if you're okay with it and would let me, I'd really like to do to you what you did to me or, well, tried to--"

Conversation would probably be a lot easier if the one trying to get a point across would be able to speak in a normal, human way. Everything Tsuna had tried to say had come out in one breathy gibberish with him swallowing whole words and stumbling over others. The way it looked like, Gokudera really had no chance to get what he'd tried to say. Tsuna took another deep breath.

This time, he made sure not to mangle his native language completely. "I would really, really like to fuck you," he said bluntly, "Only if you'd let me, of course." Aware, that he must look like a too large tomato, Tsuna did his very best at not forgetting to breath. Oxygen was important to his well-being. Even if in such situations it's meaning could be easily overlooked.

"You don't have to," Gokudera answered.

"Of course, it's okay if you don't want to-- Wait," Tsuna only now noticed that, like it was the chase more often than Tsuna liked to admit, Gokudera had chosen to reply in a way that had actually barely anything to do with what Tsuna had been talking about. "I know that I don't have to. I want to," he said, taken aback.

"You don't have to think you have to do this just for me--" Gokudera went on until Tsuna shut him up with a kiss because he had learned that this was the only effective way to make sure that Gokudera was listening to what Tsuna was actually saying.

"I want to," Tsuna repeated slowly and waited for any kind of understanding to show on Gokudera's face which was framed on either side by Tsuna's hands right now. There! There it was! Tsuna could tell the exact moment Gokudera's brain acknowledged the fact that Tsuna might tell the truth. In the very next moment, Gokudera's gaze dropped away from his, avoiding his eyes.

"I just-- I didn't think you'd want to do that to me--" Tsuna kissed him again because now he was just being plainly stupid.

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In which there is much failing [Part 14/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:23:27 UTC
"Of course I want to! I want everything. Haven't I told you that enough times already?" Based on the way Gokudera looked at him, Tsuna concluded that no, he hadn't. And he really had never said it out loud, neither of them had, but Tsuna had thought Gokudera would have known anyway, the same way Tsuna knew about him.

"Hayato. I love you. I do," Tsuna told him. He could read Gokudera's face like an open book and one without multiple codes layered over another, at that. There was shock, then there was disbelief, which was so, so idiotic in Tsuna's opinion, then there was pure and utter joy, such as Tsuna could always glimpse at when they were together, but never like this, never this bright and obvious and on the surface. It made his heart dance and the rest of his body sing along. "And I'll love you even if we keep sucking at this. I'll love you even if we keep sucking at this forever and never get it right. I would really prefer it if we didn't, mind you, and I think you're being ridiculous about your horror of putting me even in the slightest bit of discomfort, but I love you anyway."

"I love you too," Gokudera said and Tsuna had known that, but hearing it was different. He felt like he could explode right now. He was just about to tell Gokudera that when he kissed him. And kissed him and kissed him.

"I know," Tsuna mumbled back between kisses, "I want to give you everything."

"I want to give you everything," Gokudera answered, eyes sparking. Tsuna needed to kiss him again. There was no choice in it at all.

"I want to show you what it feels like. If you want to," Tsuna said, placing his hands on either side of Gokudera's face. "I want to show you how it feels like, how it feels really weird but not bad if you're careful about it. I want to show you that I meant it every time I told you to keep going."

"...I might kind of already know what it feels like."

"But I know that maybe you won't like it the way I do. And it's okay if you want to stop, you'll just have to-- What?" Tsuna blinked. He couldn't quite make sense of what he was sure he'd just heard and the way Gokudera was blushing a nice, very deep red color. "What? What?"

"Of course I would never force anything on you that I didn't know to be harmless before trying, Te-Tsuna!"

Tsuna felt like his brain should be able to leek out of his ears because he was pretty sure it had just turned into mush. "So, you--?"

"I tried it on myself beforehand, of course!"

Yep, Tsuna must be dead. That was the only reasonable explanation. How else would he be able to feel so many things at once without his body collapsing? Oh god, the images his brain supplied him of Gokudera lying right here, right here on this bed, legs spread wide open, pushing his own fingers slowly, deliberately in and out of himself. Tsuna whimpered pretty pitifully.

"Therefore I knew that it could feel good, but still I--" Gokudera was againg interrupted by Tsuna launching himself at him, though this time there wasn't anything you could call kissing involved. Their mouths pressed together messily, but Tsuna couldn't spare any of his concentration that was focused on getting all these damn clothes out of the way for trying to slide their lips together properly.

"Then why," Tsuna managed to get out between gasps as Gokudera's hands were now getting distracted by Tsuna's chest after he'd gotten rid of his shirt, "why didn't you-- why couldn't you believe me-- nnngh!-- believe me when I told you it didn't hurt?"

"The first time-- I tried," Gokudera answered equally breathless because now that Tsuna had managed to voice his most important question, he was allowed to get rather preoccupied with the skin right above Gokudera's right collarbone. "I kind of-- hurt myself-- a bit-- nodon'sstop!"

"That's because you're never even slightly careful with yourself! Hayato, you are a giant idiot!" Tsuna glared down at him, but got distracted nearly immediately by the way Gokudera looked like, flushed, pupils dilated, lips almost obscenely red and slightly parted, practically asking to be kissed again. So Tsuna complied.

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In which there is much failing [Part 15/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:24:08 UTC
"Tsuna," Gokudera moaned, truly moaned and maybe Tsuna should tell him not to do that anymore because it was driving him completely crazy. On the other hand he would be even madder if he would actually do that.

"Tsuna, can you?" Gokudera asked and pushed the lube into his hands. Tsuna hadn't even noticed him fumbling it out of the bedside drawer. Swallowing dryly, he nodded.

"Roll over?" he asked, carefully opening the tube without spilling everything all over them and the bed.

"I'd rather-- like this?" Gokudera said. Tsuna had half a mind to tell him off for being such a hypocrite, but actually Tsuna would rather like to look at Gokudera, too. So he just kissed him real quick and then settled back to slowly trailing fingertip's around Gokudera's asshole before carefully inserting one lube-coated finger.

"Tell me if I'm hurting you, okay?" he asked, not quite daring to move in anyway. His finger was inside Gokudera's body!

Gokudera nodded, looking determined and it was that look Tsuna had been fearing.

"Promise me you'll tell me to stop if you want me to? Please?"

Tsuna waited, rigidly. He was about to pull out again when Gokudera finally said, "I promise."

Shaking his head, Tsuna started to move his finger in slow, smooth motions, back and forth. "You are such an idiot sometimes," he told Gokudera, but there was really no heat in his words as he was far too mesmerized at the way his finger vanished into Gokudera's body before reappearing again, the way he could feel muscles around it contract and give in more and more.

And okay, Tsuna now maybe got that you could only want to stay here and watch.

Tsuna carefully pressed a second finger to Gokudera's entry in silent question. Only after Gokudera had nodded he carefully pushed it in alongside the first. Tsuna could feel Gokudera starting to rock against him, heard him breath even more raggedly and shifted forwards to be able to taste his the skin covering his throat, his chest, his nipples, wanting to know every noise he could get out of him.

All the while he didn't stop the movement of his hand, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Finally he added a third finger, opening Gokudera up wider, making him shudder and reach out for him to pull him into a desperate kiss.

"You alright?" Tsuna asked in a whisper, lips brushing against Gokudera's all the while.

"Yeah, yeah," he breathed back, his breath still hitching every time Tsuna's fingers pushed forward. Gokudera's hands where they were burried in Tsuna's hair, pulled him closer so that their foreheads were touching and their eyes were far too close together to be able to properly distinguish the other's features. "Tsuna," he whispered, "Tsuna, can you--?"

"You want me to--?" Tsuna whispered, equally quietly.

"Yes, yes."

"You thing you're--"

"Yes," Gokudera started to say but it kind of turned into a moan at the end.

Tsuna pulled his fingers out, having to press his teeth together at the way Gokudera nearly whined at the loss. Flailing around, Tsuna noticed that Gokudera had obviously forgotten to get the condoms too when he'd gotten to lube earlier. There was a quite annoyed groan behind him when Tsuna turned to the drawer and started rummaging in it.

"Hey, it's not my fault you forgot about them," Tsuna informed him. "Where are they, they have to be somewhere around here, right? Ah!"

Quickly, he scrambled back over to Gokudera. His fingers were slippery, though and therefore he had a rather the hard time with the plastic wrapping. "I probably should have done this earlier--" But then the matter got taken out of his hands. Quite literally. Impatiently, Gokudera not only got the condom out but also rolled it on Tsuna with smooth ease. He then graped the lube from where it had rolled off to and slicked Tsuna up.

Tsuna swallowed down a moan and instead leaned in for another kiss which ended with Gokudera lying on his back again and Tsuna leaning over him. "Okay?" he asked.

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In which there is much failing [Part 16/16] anonymous July 10 2011, 13:25:13 UTC
"Okay," Gokudera replied and Tsuna reached down to position himself and slowly, slowly pushed in. They were both breathing hard by the time he was in completely. Tsuna couldn't really focus on anything that wasn't being inside Gokudera right now. It felt amazing. Oh god, it took so much out of him to wait, not to move-- Instead he tried to distract himself by layering kisses all over Gokudera's throat, mouthing at the skin under his ear that he knew to be oh so sensitive.

"Tsuna," Gokudera moaned and pushed against him and Tsuna knew this would be over ridiculously fast.

Not really knowing what he was doing, Tsuna started to move his hips, pulling out and pushing back in, making both of them gasp for air.

Tsuna did his best at building any kind of rhythm, though he wasn't really sure if he succeeded. Most likely not. He had one of his hands wrapped around Gokudera's dick alongside with one of his own hands and Tsuna knew that their movement corresponded at all with the movement of their hips was all Gokudera's doing. Still, it felt pretty amazing and from the sounds Gokudera was making it was pretty amazing for him, too. And really, that was all Tsuna wanted. Oh god, oh god, why hadn't they done this sooner?

Then, with his other hand that was clutched around Tsuna's shoulder, Gokudera pulled him down to presumably kiss him when the angle shifted and he was suddenly shouting out as Tsuna pushed in, so Tsuna did it again and again and put a bit more strength into his thrusts. The hands between their bodies sped up, Tsuna was kind of trying to kiss Gokudera again but failed horribly. They were now just panting into each other's mouths pretty much. And Tsuna tried to hold on, really, he did his best, but then their eyes met and Tsuna could see Gokudera trying to say something and he knew that it was going to be his name and he was coming. So hard. Oh god.

He didn't know what exactly he had managed to moan, but he knew that it had meant to be Hayato and by the way Gokudera's eyes were pretty much completely black when Tsuna could finally focus again, he definitely knew it, too.

Gokudera's thighs around him were already trembling pretty badly, so Tsuna tightened his hold a bit more and grazed his teeth over that spot under Gokudera's ear and just like that there was now come splattered all over both of their hands.

It was actually pretty gross, as was carefully pulling the condom off and tying it before dumping it into the garbage bin. Tsuna stumbled over into Gokudera's tiny bathroom to get a washcloth because as much as he wanted to just snuggle under the covers with his boyfriend, he knew that they would tomorrow probably be permanently glued together by bodily fluids which promised to be even more gross.

But then, finally, they were cuddled together and still a bit sticky from sweat and the whole room smelled disgusting. Tomorrow they would get up too late again, they'd have to run to school and probably get laughed at by Yamamoto. Because Tsuna was completely sure tomorrow, they would look even more ridiculous than usual.

He felt Gokudera's arms around him tighten their hold and pull him closer. Smiling sleepily, he hugged back.

Really, Tsuna thought he couldn't get any happier than this.

fin.

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