Piano Lessons
Title: Piano Lessons
Author: shiningdrop
Characters/Pairings: Gokudera x Tsuna
Rating: R
Warnings: Yaoi. Characters by Amano Akira.
Summary/Kink: Tsuna gets piano lessons- and more, from his Storm Guardian. Small omake in the end.
"No, no Tenth, you have to use F sharp in this scale!"
"Ehhh!...Which one's F sharp again?!" the student panicked, mind completely blank as soon as the instructions became more theoretical. This is even worse than when he taught me how to swim....
Make no mistake, Tsuna was glad Gokudera volunteered to teach him how to play the piano- the Storm Guardian was so eager to be his teacher he even dressed up properly every Saturday afternoon, determined to make his boss the best mafia pianist ever. Sometimes though...Gokudera proved to be too technical for no-good Tsuna.
"Eeeeh? My fingers can't reach that far...this chord thing is too hard for me..." Tsuna sighed as he envied Gokudera's talent. Even the first few bars of Chopsticks was a disaster for his uncoordinated hands.
"Here let me show you, Tenth..." Tsuna's neck suddenly shivered at the sound of Gokudera's voice behind his head. That small shiver turned into a small jump of shock when two arms on each side- he couldn't help but shriek in between the Italian's arms.
And then he played.
The Italian's expert fingers produced an elaborate melody, striking Tsuna by surprise. He knew Hayato was a good piano player, but he never witnessed him play in real life. From his position, he could clearly see how the pale hands moved across each key- how certain notes were struck lightly while majestic sounds were made with accented motions.
"It doesn't matter how long you take," Gokudera whispered behind Tsuna's ear, quickly turning a bright red, "I'll make sure you learn how to play the piano, Tenth."
Gokudera started to nibble on Tsuna's hot ear, causing the boy to flinch suddenly, accidentally hitting the pianist's left arm which landed on the wrong key. Before he could protest or even apologise, the Italian's arms decided to leave the piano and focus his expert fingers on the Boss instead. Any thoughts of complaining soon disappeared as Tsuna found himself moaning at Hayato's touch.
"You're in good hands, Tenth..."
Tsuna's body couldn't take it, turning around as he kissed the Italian pianist. His cock jumped up inside his pants as he allowed the bomber to snake his arms under his shirt. It was exhilarating- the feel of calloused fingers dragging upon his skin; Tsuna couldn't help but make his own music with his moans.
Elbows blindly hit the piano keys as Gokudera moved to open Tsuna's pants. Thanks to those fingers, he found it hard to concentrate on stripping the Italian, mentally cursing his formal attire. Expensive as it may be, Hayato did not mind when the boss resorted to ripping his shirt open out of sheer lust.
All Gokudera had to do was to look at Tsuna's flushed face for him to go further. Tsuna spread his naked body wide open, his chest leaning on the piano (never mind the horrible sound he just made). His small body went into convulsions as Hayato carefully approached the Tenth with his hard-on, determined to make the experience as painless as possible.
Notes clashed as Tsuna braced himself, willing his mind to ignore the pain. Gokudera's constant kissing helped but as strange as it sounded, the dissonant chords his body was making distracted him much better. It may have sounded like a horrible concert but luckily for him, the teacher was too busy to lecture him about wrong chords.
Random chords soon turned into a rhythmic number, accompanied by Tsuna's descant wailing. Gokudera sought for a comfortable rhythm, always keeping the Tenth in mind. He stared at the boss's face, taking in the visual and aural memory. He couldn't help but smile when Tsuna's random writhing created a wonderful harmony when he stumbled upon the boss's special spot. The erratic breathes that filled the room when he jerked the Tenth put the Italian in bliss, practically shouting when he felt Tsuna's inside succumb to the waves of orgasm.
It was Hayato's turn to let pleasure take hold of its body when he felt Tsuna's seed in his fingers, hips long abandoning his established rhythm. The piano's clashes echoed across the room, an instant fortissimo before slowing down in a decrescendo. He carefully moved away from his student's exhausted body who only smiled back at him.
Still wet from Tsuna's heat, Gokudera's coated finger pressed on a black key before pulling away, leaving a sticky trail.
"This is F sharp Tenth..."
-----
Omake:
Yamamoto dangled a basket of sushi as Bianchi offered to show him where the other two disappeared to every Saturday. "Tsuna's taking piano lessons now," she smiled as they approached the place.
"Wow, looks Gokudera's not doing a great job at teaching Tsuna," Takeshi laughed as the clashing noises grew louder and louder out the window.
"Simpleton. Obviously it's contemporary music," Bianchi grinned. "It reminds me of when I first gave him my Poison Cooking...oh the memories..."
Eyes widened when they heard a faint scream amidst the jumbled notes.
"So Tsuna's getting singing lessons as well?"
Author: shiningdrop
Characters/Pairings: Gokudera x Tsuna
Rating: R
Warnings: Yaoi. Characters by Amano Akira.
Summary/Kink: Tsuna gets piano lessons- and more, from his Storm Guardian. Small omake in the end.
"No, no Tenth, you have to use F sharp in this scale!"
"Ehhh!...Which one's F sharp again?!" the student panicked, mind completely blank as soon as the instructions became more theoretical. This is even worse than when he taught me how to swim....
Make no mistake, Tsuna was glad Gokudera volunteered to teach him how to play the piano- the Storm Guardian was so eager to be his teacher he even dressed up properly every Saturday afternoon, determined to make his boss the best mafia pianist ever. Sometimes though...Gokudera proved to be too technical for no-good Tsuna.
"Eeeeh? My fingers can't reach that far...this chord thing is too hard for me..." Tsuna sighed as he envied Gokudera's talent. Even the first few bars of Chopsticks was a disaster for his uncoordinated hands.
"Here let me show you, Tenth..." Tsuna's neck suddenly shivered at the sound of Gokudera's voice behind his head. That small shiver turned into a small jump of shock when two arms on each side- he couldn't help but shriek in between the Italian's arms.
And then he played.
The Italian's expert fingers produced an elaborate melody, striking Tsuna by surprise. He knew Hayato was a good piano player, but he never witnessed him play in real life. From his position, he could clearly see how the pale hands moved across each key- how certain notes were struck lightly while majestic sounds were made with accented motions.
"It doesn't matter how long you take," Gokudera whispered behind Tsuna's ear, quickly turning a bright red, "I'll make sure you learn how to play the piano, Tenth."
Gokudera started to nibble on Tsuna's hot ear, causing the boy to flinch suddenly, accidentally hitting the pianist's left arm which landed on the wrong key. Before he could protest or even apologise, the Italian's arms decided to leave the piano and focus his expert fingers on the Boss instead. Any thoughts of complaining soon disappeared as Tsuna found himself moaning at Hayato's touch.
"You're in good hands, Tenth..."
Tsuna's body couldn't take it, turning around as he kissed the Italian pianist. His cock jumped up inside his pants as he allowed the bomber to snake his arms under his shirt. It was exhilarating- the feel of calloused fingers dragging upon his skin; Tsuna couldn't help but make his own music with his moans.
Elbows blindly hit the piano keys as Gokudera moved to open Tsuna's pants. Thanks to those fingers, he found it hard to concentrate on stripping the Italian, mentally cursing his formal attire. Expensive as it may be, Hayato did not mind when the boss resorted to ripping his shirt open out of sheer lust.
All Gokudera had to do was to look at Tsuna's flushed face for him to go further. Tsuna spread his naked body wide open, his chest leaning on the piano (never mind the horrible sound he just made). His small body went into convulsions as Hayato carefully approached the Tenth with his hard-on, determined to make the experience as painless as possible.
Notes clashed as Tsuna braced himself, willing his mind to ignore the pain. Gokudera's constant kissing helped but as strange as it sounded, the dissonant chords his body was making distracted him much better. It may have sounded like a horrible concert but luckily for him, the teacher was too busy to lecture him about wrong chords.
Random chords soon turned into a rhythmic number, accompanied by Tsuna's descant wailing. Gokudera sought for a comfortable rhythm, always keeping the Tenth in mind. He stared at the boss's face, taking in the visual and aural memory. He couldn't help but smile when Tsuna's random writhing created a wonderful harmony when he stumbled upon the boss's special spot. The erratic breathes that filled the room when he jerked the Tenth put the Italian in bliss, practically shouting when he felt Tsuna's inside succumb to the waves of orgasm.
It was Hayato's turn to let pleasure take hold of its body when he felt Tsuna's seed in his fingers, hips long abandoning his established rhythm. The piano's clashes echoed across the room, an instant fortissimo before slowing down in a decrescendo. He carefully moved away from his student's exhausted body who only smiled back at him.
Still wet from Tsuna's heat, Gokudera's coated finger pressed on a black key before pulling away, leaving a sticky trail.
"This is F sharp Tenth..."
-----
Omake:
Yamamoto dangled a basket of sushi as Bianchi offered to show him where the other two disappeared to every Saturday. "Tsuna's taking piano lessons now," she smiled as they approached the place.
"Wow, looks Gokudera's not doing a great job at teaching Tsuna," Takeshi laughed as the clashing noises grew louder and louder out the window.
"Simpleton. Obviously it's contemporary music," Bianchi grinned. "It reminds me of when I first gave him my Poison Cooking...oh the memories..."
Eyes widened when they heard a faint scream amidst the jumbled notes.
"So Tsuna's getting singing lessons as well?"