[Gokudera would have happily taken Yamamoto's first kiss, and then advantage of any others following immediately upon his arrival. The only thing holding him back is the fact that this is a Yamamoto he's never met before. After meeting alternate versions of his friends and family, he's never been sure what to do. He'd gone to default, and left the other's desires ignored, or... left to be mulled over.
And he's glad he did. It's definitely worked in both their favor. He missed Yamamoto, missed being around him, and like this... it's so achingly familiar and simultaneously brand new. Gokudera feels an explosive, fuse lit and unable to stop sparking.
He's hungry, aggressive in his want, and still trying to tether himself. Not too much. This is a bit too fast, but it's nothing he can't handle. Maybe that's foolish to think, maybe he's underestimating Yamamoto. But... he wouldn't be upset to be caught off guard.
And then he is when there's tongue and hands and he's licking back against that tongue, parting his lips slightly and allowing the other a chance to try this. Gokudera's mouth is more than capable, always chewing or licking or working out his frustrations, and if he takes this kiss over, he's going to try his best to knock Yamamoto's breath out. Key word: if.
That hand in his hair makes his eyes roll back behind shut lids, and he's noisy, a moan muffled. Shivers follow in quakes after that touch to his back, and even if his collar were touched, he wouldn't notice. It may be delivering pleasure, or that may just be Gokudera enjoying this. It's all what he wants. Yamamoto could probably do anything right now and Gokudera would be more than happy with it. This kiss is starting to feel a little competitive, or maybe that's just the stubborn streak in the bomber that declares he's not breaking it first.]
I mean, at least they could kiss before so like... it's all good
And he's glad he did. It's definitely worked in both their favor. He missed Yamamoto, missed being around him, and like this... it's so achingly familiar and simultaneously brand new. Gokudera feels an explosive, fuse lit and unable to stop sparking.
He's hungry, aggressive in his want, and still trying to tether himself. Not too much. This is a bit too fast, but it's nothing he can't handle. Maybe that's foolish to think, maybe he's underestimating Yamamoto. But... he wouldn't be upset to be caught off guard.
And then he is when there's tongue and hands and he's licking back against that tongue, parting his lips slightly and allowing the other a chance to try this. Gokudera's mouth is more than capable, always chewing or licking or working out his frustrations, and if he takes this kiss over, he's going to try his best to knock Yamamoto's breath out. Key word: if.
That hand in his hair makes his eyes roll back behind shut lids, and he's noisy, a moan muffled. Shivers follow in quakes after that touch to his back, and even if his collar were touched, he wouldn't notice. It may be delivering pleasure, or that may just be Gokudera enjoying this. It's all what he wants. Yamamoto could probably do anything right now and Gokudera would be more than happy with it. This kiss is starting to feel a little competitive, or maybe that's just the stubborn streak in the bomber that declares he's not breaking it first.]