[HDW!2759] Confess With Your (Hyper) Dying Will!
Title: Confess With Your (Hyper) Dying Will!
Author: ladygizarme
Pairing: HDW!2759
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: m/m sex, misuse of HDW pills
A/N: Written for this prompt on khrkinkmeme
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! or its characters, and I make no money from the writing of this fanfiction.
Confess With Your (Hyper) Dying Will!
“Did you need anything else, Juudaime?” Gokudera asks, watching his boss earnestly.
“I-” Tsuna tries and falters, heart pounding as emotion makes his tongue feel heavy, the words refusing to come out. “N-no…” he denies, looking at the papers on his desk instead of the handsome face of his Storm Guardian. “That will be all.”
“Okay, then I’ll take my leave,” Gokudera replies.
Tsuna doesn’t look up again until he hears the door close. Then he sighs, sinking back into his chair as he looks forlornly up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Why couldn’t he just say it? He’s managed to do so many things now that he never thought possible, yet he can’t seem to get the courage to just tell Gokudera how he feels. It’s ridiculous, really; he knows it is, but that doesn’t make the confession come out any easier when being so near to Gokudera makes the words catch in his throat.
‘After all these years, you’re still dame-Tsuna,’ he thinks, the words in his mind spoken eerily in Reborn’s voice.
His heart clenches a little at the reminder of his now-dead former tutor. He glances down at his hand, where an oddly-shaped tan line reminds him of the ring that once sat there, and all the sacrifices that have been made recently. Now is not the time for hesitation, and he realizes, as unsure as the future has become, letting this chance continue to slip through his fingers would be one of his biggest regrets.
Before he really thinks about what he’s doing, Tsuna has pulled on the mittens with the 27 on them and swallowed a pill from the bottle in his pocket. A bright flame of the purest orange bursts into existence above his forehead and his sharp eyes narrow as he clenches his gloved fists in determination. He knows just where to find his desired prey.
“Boss!” Gokudera exclaims, jumping from his seat at his desk and reaching for one of the box weapons he’d been making notes on for his Sistema C.A.I. “What’s the matter, are we being attacked?!”
Gokudera’s glasses slide down his nose as he’s suddenly pushed backwards against the desk, eyes wide as he stares up at the Hyper Dying Will form of his boss.
“We’re not,” Tsuna answers, “but you are.”
“W-what?!” Gokudera stutters, certain this can’t be what it seems, because that would be crazy. There’s no way Juudaime feels that way about him!
Tsuna leans closer, smirking when their chests press together so that he feels Gokudera’s heart racing. “You heard me…Gokudera-kun,” Tsuna replies huskily, reaching to pull off Gokudera’s glasses and set them on the desk.
Gokudera is still cross-eyed from watching his glasses be removed when Tsuna’s breath tingles against his ear, his voice full of conviction as he says, “I’m going to ravish you, Gokudera Hayato.”
Gokudera swallows a whimper, closing his eyes as he tries to fight his body’s reaction and think clearly. Yes, his boss is really coming on to him, and yes, Gokudera’s dreamt about this forever, but..but-! Tsuna moves, not waiting for Gokudera to finish processing his thoughts, and presses a kiss that practically burns with dying will to Gokudera’s lips.
Gokudera gasps, moaning when Tsuna’s tongue plunges between his lips, but then somehow a moment of clarity hits him, and he struggles to hold Tsuna back. “J-Juudaime! Wait!”
His eyes are wide and pulse is frantic like an animal caught in the beam of headlights. He resists the urge to lick his moist lips, knowing they will taste like Tsuna and all his resolve will be lost. “This..this isn’t you,” he insists, voice pained as the realization really starts to hit him. “When you come back to yourself… you’ll regret it.”
Tsuna’s eyes narrow at the initial accusation, but then intuition strikes and his gaze softens the tiniest bit, his smirk widening to a shrewd smile as he leans forward again. Instinctively, Gokudera leans back, his body screaming at him to just let this happen as his mind fights to keep control, convinced it’s a bad idea. Tsuna tugs the band from the back of Gokudera’s hair, his gloved hand tugging through the freed silver locks as he claims Gokudera’s protesting mouth again. When Gokudera’s tongue inevitably responds, Tsuna chuckles into their kiss, breaking away to nip hungrily across his jaw and down his neck.
“Even though you say I’ll regret… you really want this, don’t you, Hayato?” Tsuna asks, feeling an undeniable thrill of power as the use of his given name has an obvious effect on Gokudera.
“N-no! Y-you’re the boss and..I’m just-just your right hand man! I would never presume to…Juudaime!” Gokudera’s denial is cut off again when Tsuna puts one knee on the desk, pressing against the hardness between Gokudera’s legs and ripping open Gokudera’s shirt-buttons and all-his gloves hot but his fingers cool as he drags them down Gokudera’s body to undo his belts.
“You’re actually really hard for me, though..aren’t you?” Tsuna comments, extremely pleased as he whips Gokudera’s belts away and unzips the Storm Guardian’s pants, slipping his hand inside to palm Gokudera through his underwear.
“Ahh!” Gokudera exclaims, sitting up and putting a hand to Tsuna’s wrist, as if to stop him.
“Are you defying your boss?” Tsuna asks, finding the slit in Gokudera’s boxers and teasing his fingers along the smooth skin of his cock.
“J-Juudaime..yesss..ah! I mean, n-no…” Gokudera struggles to find the right answer, thoughts jumbling worse the longer Tsuna teases him, fighting the urge to thrust into his touch.
Tsuna removes his hand, pressing again with his knee as he grabs Gokudera’s tie-still tied neatly through his collar despite the state of his shirt-and pulls him up, biting and sucking at his lower lip.
“Then you’ll give me what I want, right? I know you want it, too… even now you’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Tsuna nips and sucks his way to Gokudera’s ear and husks, “Having me deep inside you…”
Gokudera can’t help the shuddery moan that escapes at those words, or the jerk of his hips that presses his trapped erection firmer against Tsuna’s knee. Tsuna smirks at the reaction, suddenly pulling Gokudera to stand and turning him to face the desk, pants falling in the process. Tsuna’s hands push Gokudera’s boxers down, and Gokudera gives an almost torturous cry of suppressed pleasure when Tsuna wraps his gloved hand around Gokudera’s cock and begins to stroke teasingly slow.
“J-Juu-”
A sharp nip to the back of Gokudera’s neck effectively cuts off yet another attempt at reasoning with Tsuna, and Gokudera’s heart skips excitedly when he hears the distinct sound of Tsuna undoing his own pants.
“Can’t you tell already, Hayato?” Tsuna cajoles, pressing his body firmly against Gokudera’s. “How hard I am for you, too?”
A drop of precome smears between Gokudera’s cheeks as Tsuna rubs himself against him, and Gokudera can’t find the will to protest anymore. Because Juudaime’s cock is hard against his ass and his rough gloves on Gokudera feel amazingly good and fuck, Juudaime’s body is so hot against his it’s almost painful but he wants it-wants Juudaime to sear him with his body, if he so wishes.
“Ahh..please..Juudaime,” Gokudera groans, nails digging into the top of the desk as Tsuna releases his cock and spreads his cheeks to press spit-soaked fingers to Gokudera’s entrance.
Gokudera pants raggedly, eyes squeezing tightly shut as Tsuna’s fingers plunge into him, thrusting in quick, short bursts that soon have him moving to meet them eagerly. As if he knows just where to touch, Tsuna’s fingers find Gokudera’s prostate easily, pulling gasps and moans from the Storm Guardian that are like music to Tsuna’s ears.
“Your body is so greedy for me,” Tsuna moans, cock aching with need as he continues using just his fingers. His other hand moves to slide up Gokudera’s bare chest, teasing his nipples as he kisses and sucks along Gokudera’s neck.
“Ahh~nn..” is all Gokudera can manage beyond his ragged breathing. “P-please..Juudaime..please..”
With Gokudera’s pleas filling his ears, Tsuna removes his fingers, only to replace them with something much thicker.
Gokudera groans and then his breath catches at the unrelenting pressure of Tsuna pushing into him, stretching him.
“So tight, Hayato..” Tsuna groans, fingers pressing into Gokudera’s skin as he pulls him onto his cock.
Gokudera leans forward to brace himself more as he presses back, his body spasming around Tsuna slightly at his words. Tsuna moans deliciously as the small change in angle allows him to slide in fully, deep inside Gokudera, who lets out a sound that seems a cross between a groan and a whimper.
“Mmm..Hayato..” Tsuna moans, scraping his teeth across Gokudera’s shoulder and sucking at the juncture of his neck. His hand travels down between Gokudera’s legs, cupping and teasing him. “You want it so badly, don’t you?” Tsuna breathes against his neck. “For me to fuck you with my dying will..”
Gokudera’s cock twitches in Tsuna’s hand as he groans out an affirmation, “Fuck, yes..”
Tsuna smiles in triumph, gripping Gokudera firmly and starting to stroke as he thrusts into him. Precome slides down Tsuna’s fingers, making his gloves somewhat slick. His hips move faster, Gokudera trying to meet each thrust as Tsuna continues pumping his cock, words and pleas coming from his mouth without conscious thought.
“Yes-please-Juudaime-fuck!”
And in reply, Tsuna pistons into him, kissing skin feverishly wherever his lips will reach. Tsuna knows he’s getting close-they both are, and he can tell from the strain in Gokudera’s muscles and the way his moans are coming through clenched teeth that he’s trying to hold back as long as he can.
“Fuck, Hayato..so good..I’m going to come inside you so hard..”
Those words, spoken against his ear that Tsuna had been sucking, send Gokudera hurtling towards completion like he’s diving headfirst into a waterfall. His body clenches in spasms around Tsuna, pulling the Vongola Decimo’s orgasm from him until they’re both left gasping and reeling from the effects.
As Tsuna catches his breath, the Hyper Dying Will flames begin to dissipate, and as he slips from Gokudera’s body, allowing the Storm Guardian to turn around, Gokudera’s eyes widen in alarm.
“I’m sorry, Juudaime, please forgive me, I couldn’t control myself, it’ll never happen again!” Gokudera exclaims in one breath, practically tripping over himself as he pulls his pants up.
Tsuna’s gaze is momentarily on his come leaking down Gokudera’s inner thigh until Gokudera’s pants cover it. Then Tsuna is left blinking dazedly around an empty room, wondering at Gokudera’s ability to run that fast after being so thoroughly fucked. Still dazed, he looks down at his come-soaked mitten, and the mess left behind.
It takes nearly a full minute for Tsuna to realize what just happened.
‘Dammit, he still didn’t understand my confession!’
Heaving a sigh and narrowing his eyes, Tsuna reaches for his dying will pills again.
xXx
End
Author: ladygizarme
Pairing: HDW!2759
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: m/m sex, misuse of HDW pills
A/N: Written for this prompt on khrkinkmeme
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! or its characters, and I make no money from the writing of this fanfiction.
Confess With Your (Hyper) Dying Will!
“Did you need anything else, Juudaime?” Gokudera asks, watching his boss earnestly.
“I-” Tsuna tries and falters, heart pounding as emotion makes his tongue feel heavy, the words refusing to come out. “N-no…” he denies, looking at the papers on his desk instead of the handsome face of his Storm Guardian. “That will be all.”
“Okay, then I’ll take my leave,” Gokudera replies.
Tsuna doesn’t look up again until he hears the door close. Then he sighs, sinking back into his chair as he looks forlornly up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Why couldn’t he just say it? He’s managed to do so many things now that he never thought possible, yet he can’t seem to get the courage to just tell Gokudera how he feels. It’s ridiculous, really; he knows it is, but that doesn’t make the confession come out any easier when being so near to Gokudera makes the words catch in his throat.
‘After all these years, you’re still dame-Tsuna,’ he thinks, the words in his mind spoken eerily in Reborn’s voice.
His heart clenches a little at the reminder of his now-dead former tutor. He glances down at his hand, where an oddly-shaped tan line reminds him of the ring that once sat there, and all the sacrifices that have been made recently. Now is not the time for hesitation, and he realizes, as unsure as the future has become, letting this chance continue to slip through his fingers would be one of his biggest regrets.
Before he really thinks about what he’s doing, Tsuna has pulled on the mittens with the 27 on them and swallowed a pill from the bottle in his pocket. A bright flame of the purest orange bursts into existence above his forehead and his sharp eyes narrow as he clenches his gloved fists in determination. He knows just where to find his desired prey.
“Boss!” Gokudera exclaims, jumping from his seat at his desk and reaching for one of the box weapons he’d been making notes on for his Sistema C.A.I. “What’s the matter, are we being attacked?!”
Gokudera’s glasses slide down his nose as he’s suddenly pushed backwards against the desk, eyes wide as he stares up at the Hyper Dying Will form of his boss.
“We’re not,” Tsuna answers, “but you are.”
“W-what?!” Gokudera stutters, certain this can’t be what it seems, because that would be crazy. There’s no way Juudaime feels that way about him!
Tsuna leans closer, smirking when their chests press together so that he feels Gokudera’s heart racing. “You heard me…Gokudera-kun,” Tsuna replies huskily, reaching to pull off Gokudera’s glasses and set them on the desk.
Gokudera is still cross-eyed from watching his glasses be removed when Tsuna’s breath tingles against his ear, his voice full of conviction as he says, “I’m going to ravish you, Gokudera Hayato.”
Gokudera swallows a whimper, closing his eyes as he tries to fight his body’s reaction and think clearly. Yes, his boss is really coming on to him, and yes, Gokudera’s dreamt about this forever, but..but-! Tsuna moves, not waiting for Gokudera to finish processing his thoughts, and presses a kiss that practically burns with dying will to Gokudera’s lips.
Gokudera gasps, moaning when Tsuna’s tongue plunges between his lips, but then somehow a moment of clarity hits him, and he struggles to hold Tsuna back. “J-Juudaime! Wait!”
His eyes are wide and pulse is frantic like an animal caught in the beam of headlights. He resists the urge to lick his moist lips, knowing they will taste like Tsuna and all his resolve will be lost. “This..this isn’t you,” he insists, voice pained as the realization really starts to hit him. “When you come back to yourself… you’ll regret it.”
Tsuna’s eyes narrow at the initial accusation, but then intuition strikes and his gaze softens the tiniest bit, his smirk widening to a shrewd smile as he leans forward again. Instinctively, Gokudera leans back, his body screaming at him to just let this happen as his mind fights to keep control, convinced it’s a bad idea. Tsuna tugs the band from the back of Gokudera’s hair, his gloved hand tugging through the freed silver locks as he claims Gokudera’s protesting mouth again. When Gokudera’s tongue inevitably responds, Tsuna chuckles into their kiss, breaking away to nip hungrily across his jaw and down his neck.
“Even though you say I’ll regret… you really want this, don’t you, Hayato?” Tsuna asks, feeling an undeniable thrill of power as the use of his given name has an obvious effect on Gokudera.
“N-no! Y-you’re the boss and..I’m just-just your right hand man! I would never presume to…Juudaime!” Gokudera’s denial is cut off again when Tsuna puts one knee on the desk, pressing against the hardness between Gokudera’s legs and ripping open Gokudera’s shirt-buttons and all-his gloves hot but his fingers cool as he drags them down Gokudera’s body to undo his belts.
“You’re actually really hard for me, though..aren’t you?” Tsuna comments, extremely pleased as he whips Gokudera’s belts away and unzips the Storm Guardian’s pants, slipping his hand inside to palm Gokudera through his underwear.
“Ahh!” Gokudera exclaims, sitting up and putting a hand to Tsuna’s wrist, as if to stop him.
“Are you defying your boss?” Tsuna asks, finding the slit in Gokudera’s boxers and teasing his fingers along the smooth skin of his cock.
“J-Juudaime..yesss..ah! I mean, n-no…” Gokudera struggles to find the right answer, thoughts jumbling worse the longer Tsuna teases him, fighting the urge to thrust into his touch.
Tsuna removes his hand, pressing again with his knee as he grabs Gokudera’s tie-still tied neatly through his collar despite the state of his shirt-and pulls him up, biting and sucking at his lower lip.
“Then you’ll give me what I want, right? I know you want it, too… even now you’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Tsuna nips and sucks his way to Gokudera’s ear and husks, “Having me deep inside you…”
Gokudera can’t help the shuddery moan that escapes at those words, or the jerk of his hips that presses his trapped erection firmer against Tsuna’s knee. Tsuna smirks at the reaction, suddenly pulling Gokudera to stand and turning him to face the desk, pants falling in the process. Tsuna’s hands push Gokudera’s boxers down, and Gokudera gives an almost torturous cry of suppressed pleasure when Tsuna wraps his gloved hand around Gokudera’s cock and begins to stroke teasingly slow.
“J-Juu-”
A sharp nip to the back of Gokudera’s neck effectively cuts off yet another attempt at reasoning with Tsuna, and Gokudera’s heart skips excitedly when he hears the distinct sound of Tsuna undoing his own pants.
“Can’t you tell already, Hayato?” Tsuna cajoles, pressing his body firmly against Gokudera’s. “How hard I am for you, too?”
A drop of precome smears between Gokudera’s cheeks as Tsuna rubs himself against him, and Gokudera can’t find the will to protest anymore. Because Juudaime’s cock is hard against his ass and his rough gloves on Gokudera feel amazingly good and fuck, Juudaime’s body is so hot against his it’s almost painful but he wants it-wants Juudaime to sear him with his body, if he so wishes.
“Ahh..please..Juudaime,” Gokudera groans, nails digging into the top of the desk as Tsuna releases his cock and spreads his cheeks to press spit-soaked fingers to Gokudera’s entrance.
Gokudera pants raggedly, eyes squeezing tightly shut as Tsuna’s fingers plunge into him, thrusting in quick, short bursts that soon have him moving to meet them eagerly. As if he knows just where to touch, Tsuna’s fingers find Gokudera’s prostate easily, pulling gasps and moans from the Storm Guardian that are like music to Tsuna’s ears.
“Your body is so greedy for me,” Tsuna moans, cock aching with need as he continues using just his fingers. His other hand moves to slide up Gokudera’s bare chest, teasing his nipples as he kisses and sucks along Gokudera’s neck.
“Ahh~nn..” is all Gokudera can manage beyond his ragged breathing. “P-please..Juudaime..please..”
With Gokudera’s pleas filling his ears, Tsuna removes his fingers, only to replace them with something much thicker.
Gokudera groans and then his breath catches at the unrelenting pressure of Tsuna pushing into him, stretching him.
“So tight, Hayato..” Tsuna groans, fingers pressing into Gokudera’s skin as he pulls him onto his cock.
Gokudera leans forward to brace himself more as he presses back, his body spasming around Tsuna slightly at his words. Tsuna moans deliciously as the small change in angle allows him to slide in fully, deep inside Gokudera, who lets out a sound that seems a cross between a groan and a whimper.
“Mmm..Hayato..” Tsuna moans, scraping his teeth across Gokudera’s shoulder and sucking at the juncture of his neck. His hand travels down between Gokudera’s legs, cupping and teasing him. “You want it so badly, don’t you?” Tsuna breathes against his neck. “For me to fuck you with my dying will..”
Gokudera’s cock twitches in Tsuna’s hand as he groans out an affirmation, “Fuck, yes..”
Tsuna smiles in triumph, gripping Gokudera firmly and starting to stroke as he thrusts into him. Precome slides down Tsuna’s fingers, making his gloves somewhat slick. His hips move faster, Gokudera trying to meet each thrust as Tsuna continues pumping his cock, words and pleas coming from his mouth without conscious thought.
“Yes-please-Juudaime-fuck!”
And in reply, Tsuna pistons into him, kissing skin feverishly wherever his lips will reach. Tsuna knows he’s getting close-they both are, and he can tell from the strain in Gokudera’s muscles and the way his moans are coming through clenched teeth that he’s trying to hold back as long as he can.
“Fuck, Hayato..so good..I’m going to come inside you so hard..”
Those words, spoken against his ear that Tsuna had been sucking, send Gokudera hurtling towards completion like he’s diving headfirst into a waterfall. His body clenches in spasms around Tsuna, pulling the Vongola Decimo’s orgasm from him until they’re both left gasping and reeling from the effects.
As Tsuna catches his breath, the Hyper Dying Will flames begin to dissipate, and as he slips from Gokudera’s body, allowing the Storm Guardian to turn around, Gokudera’s eyes widen in alarm.
“I’m sorry, Juudaime, please forgive me, I couldn’t control myself, it’ll never happen again!” Gokudera exclaims in one breath, practically tripping over himself as he pulls his pants up.
Tsuna’s gaze is momentarily on his come leaking down Gokudera’s inner thigh until Gokudera’s pants cover it. Then Tsuna is left blinking dazedly around an empty room, wondering at Gokudera’s ability to run that fast after being so thoroughly fucked. Still dazed, he looks down at his come-soaked mitten, and the mess left behind.
It takes nearly a full minute for Tsuna to realize what just happened.
‘Dammit, he still didn’t understand my confession!’
Heaving a sigh and narrowing his eyes, Tsuna reaches for his dying will pills again.
xXx
End