Video @Smoking.Bomb

[bakudan_bambino]

[The video opens up to a young man with silver hair, a bored expression on his face, and a kitten on his shoulder.]

Is there anyone around here that's good with robotics and/or programming?

[The boy points to a leather half choke collar around his neck. The kitten on his shoulder yawns, tucks its face against the collar, and one of its legs hang off, the flames gushing out of its ears doing absolutely nothing to Gokudera's neck.]

This keeps shocking me, and it can't be removed. It only started when I arrived on Anchor, so I think the travel here is causing it to ma- [He winces gently, and the kitten gets up and then hops off and out of the camera's view.] malfunction.

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[bakudan_bambino]

[This is fun, winding Yamamoto up with kisses and his name and his touch. Gokudera's very familiar with the kind of needs the other boy is feeling. Has felt them first hand, but he will only give so much. As much as neither of them like it, he will hold back. There's no hesitation in this, only more kisses however and wherever he can reach. The grip in his hair and his shirt has him feeling trapped, but he's willing.

Gokudera's hand is gentle in its trail up from the skin of Yamamoto's chest massaging almost at his shoulder and feeling his pulse beat under his palm while it caresses the strong column of Yamamoto's neck. The bomber kisses softly by his ear, then closer still until his lips are just under it and he's nosing at the heat where dark spikes of hair rest, his eyes nearly closed and voice feeling like a purr in the way it rumbles through him.

As if he'd been a wave when he'd initially pressed into that kiss, then pulled back, Yamamoto barely has to pull him to get him closer. Gokudera should go for Yamamoto's lips, but he wants to hear more. He loved the sound of that moan, and the heavy breathing, but he also really likes to feel the racing beat of Yamamoto's heart through his neck. Gokudera wants to kiss there, so he's attempting again to lavish kisses. He won't linger, though, and instead travels back up, lips dragging and the cool contrast of his teeth scrape before he's kissing Yamamoto.

And he'll trust his weight to him, too, bringing his hands down to his waist, sliding them against the small of his back and enjoying the way his skin feels.]

S'ok, Takeshi? [He whispers against Yamamoto's lips before he nips playfully at the bottom one.]

/takes off comm to be on the safe side <<

[tsuyoi_ame]

When it all fades to black....