[Gokudera has little patience to begin with. If he wants kisses, he's going to take them, stifle laughter with his lips and demand. His anger is more sparks in kisses, thoughts wiped away with the touch of Yamamoto's mouth. It's hard to be so demanding when so much of what he wants is readily available.
And at such a close proximity, he can press and enjoy, and hum at that gasp. Blunt fingernails scratch softly, and Gokudera breaks the kiss, delivers another, then tips his head sideways to kiss close to Yamamoto's ear.]
Please what, Takeshi? [His left hand caresses the side, then back of Yamamoto's neck. Gokudera wants to give him little kisses there, around his ear and down his neck, to hide his face and nuzzle against him.]
More? [He pecks a kiss at his bottom lip, then turns his head a bit.]
Less? [And he shifts his weight back slightly, eyes lidded and dark.]
they'd make for some quick gag tags though
And at such a close proximity, he can press and enjoy, and hum at that gasp. Blunt fingernails scratch softly, and Gokudera breaks the kiss, delivers another, then tips his head sideways to kiss close to Yamamoto's ear.]
Please what, Takeshi? [His left hand caresses the side, then back of Yamamoto's neck. Gokudera wants to give him little kisses there, around his ear and down his neck, to hide his face and nuzzle against him.]
More? [He pecks a kiss at his bottom lip, then turns his head a bit.]
Less? [And he shifts his weight back slightly, eyes lidded and dark.]