__1. RP with Goldie

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By the time Gokudera got back to his small flat, glowering all the while, he'd nearly convinced himself everything was normal.

Except it wasn't. Nothing was ever going to be normal again. It could have been, if it was just him and Juudaime - he could've made Juudaime happy, he knew it. But that oaf, that baseball-obsessed fool just had to come in

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Gokudera nearly threw the receiver across the room. He calmed himself just in time. "An assignment." He said icily. "Due tomorrow. Sure, come on up." He slammed the receiver back into its cradle with rather more force than was necessary, and stormed across the scant few steps to his fridge to pull out a beer, ignoring the whistle of the kettle. To hell with tea right now - he needed the alcohol.

Swigging a generous mouthful, he pressed the button to allow the baseball freak to come up. This was not going to be pretty. He just knew it. He wasn't cleaned up yet, bar his pathetic attempt earlier, and - oh, come on, it wasn't like Yamamoto was going to charge in on a white horse to make Gokudera pay for Tsuna's stolen virginity, right? He was still a virgin in one way, anyway.

He prepped a couple of explosives, just in case.

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The knock came. Gokudera sucked in a deep breath, took another deep draught of beer to steady nerves that couldn't be calmed - god, why was he so tense? - and pulled the door open.

"Come in," he said curtly. He moved further in to let Yamamoto enter the appartment.

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Gokudera left his jeans lying on the washing machine crammed into his bathroom and stepped straight in and turned the water on, scrubbing ferociously at his hair. The room was tiny and he blushed horribly at the thought of Yamamoto joining him. That was not a good thought to have; he wasn't supposed to think of the idiot in that way anyway. After he'd had a taste, though, it was pretty hard for him not to think, to want, to be so tempted even with his Juudaime -

Bad thoughts. Thoughts of both. He nearly moaned aloud at the thought of taking Tsuna while being taken by Yamamoto and this was not how this shower was supposed to go. Scowling, he turned the cold water on full blast and stood for an entire minute, until his teeth chattered

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Gokudera made sure he didn't jump when Yamamoto sat down. He didn't even take his eyes off the screen, despite having no idea what he was watching. For a moment it was silent but for the irritating chatter of the television.

"You should get going," he said shortly. "I need to check on the Tenth." Gokudera sat carefully still, as though ready to bolt at the slightest inclination.

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Gokudera had an insult ready on the tip of his tongue about how excited Yamamoto was, but it died away pretty quickly. Yamamoto really was excited, and not just in that usual puppy-dog fashion of his.

And. Well. He'd offered, hadn't he? Gokudera pulled himself out of Yamamoto's embrace - maybe just a quick kiss on the nose, though, because he looked kind of cute compared to usual - and put one hand on Yamamoto's cock, watching Yamamoto's expression.

He scowled at what he saw, ducked his head down and swiped his tongue tentatively over the side of the head.

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Gokudera wondered if it would be okay to pull away from licking long enough to rub against that hand in his hair - he really liked his hair being played with, as long as no one tried to put shitty ribbons in it or anything - and decided to ignore the temptation for now. He curled his tongue around the tip, wondering what that felt like because it seemed like it'd feel pretty good, and glanced up at Yamamoto for the briefest of moments before taking the head into his mouth.

It tasted different to Tsuna. Probably not a good thing to mention. Not that he could right now, anyway - Yamamoto had bucked reflexively and Gokudera figured he could be nice enough for now to bob his head up and down a couple of times. As long as it didn't go too deep, he could manage a steady rhythm, ghosting fingers along the part he couldn't fit in his mouth.