First Time

Title: First Time
Author: ladygizarme
Pairing: 5927
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: m/m sex
A/N: Written for the khrkinkmeme on lj, for this prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/khrkinkmeme/552.html?thread=284968#t284968
Posted now with minor edits.


First Time


“A-are you sure?” Gokudera asks shakily, eyes wide, his heart beating so fast it feels like a frantic bird trying to escape his ribcage as he stares at Tsuna’s freshly kiss-moistened lips.

Tsuna’s voice refuses to come out, so he nods instead, his face heating in both embarrassment and desire as he reaches for Gokudera’s belt buckle. He bites his lip, shyly avoiding Gokudera’s eyes as the clink the belt makes seems to echo in the quiet room, the only other sound their quickened breathing.

Gokudera gulps, pulling Tsuna close again, hoping kissing Tsuna some more will distract him from his nerves and overwhelming excitement. Tsuna’s breath is hot but his mouth is hotter, and the startled moan he makes when Gokudera tentatively slips his tongue between his parted lips encourages Gokudera’s actions. He digs his fingers into Tsuna’s hair, moving his tongue more and earning that sound from Tsuna again as the shorter boy’s fingers grip the hem of Gokudera’s shirt. Gokudera steps closer, pressing himself against Tsuna and making his breath hitch before it becomes a cry of alarm. In an instant, Gokudera has bitten Tsuna’s lip after Tsuna trips backwards over some random thing on his floor and they’ve both fallen unexpectedly to Tsuna’s messy bed.

Tsuna laughs nervously, face now thoroughly red, tears in his eyes as he covers his injured mouth.

“Juudaime! I’m sorry! Are you okay?!” Gokudera exclaims in alarm, leaning back in fear of crushing the smaller boy, hand hovering in front of Tsuna’s face as he worries if he’s made his mouth bleed.

“I-I’m fine…” Tsuna insists, wincing a little as he allows his hand to be pulled away so Gokudera can see the slight swell of his lower lip.

Gokudera’s glad there’s no blood, but still feels terrible and horribly unworthy as he leans closer to get a better look and Tsuna smiles and leans up to press his tender lips to Gokudera’s.

“I’m fine, really,” Tsuna whispers sincerely. “G-Gokudera-kun…” he starts hesitantly, and Gokudera is practically mesmerized by the trust in Tsuna’s eyes as he looks up at him. “If..if you don’t want to now…” his gaze moves to the side in obvious disappointment that he’s spoiled the mood.

“No! I want to!” Gokudera says a little too urgently and tries to consciously calm his enthusiasm a bit as his heart continues to hammer in his chest. “But not if you don’t—”

“I want to!” Tsuna insists, equally urgent, his fingers tightening their grip on Gokudera’s shoulders.

Gokudera is almost certain the amount of blood going to Tsuna’s face can’t be healthy, especially considering where the rest of the blood in his body seems to have gone. He pants a little as he unconsciously grinds against Tsuna, the hardness that meets his own sending a thrill through him, convincing him that Tsuna really is as into this as he is.

“Then..may I…” he trails off, looking pleadingly at the boy beneath him.

Tsuna gives him a questioning look, and Gokudera feels his face heat up as he worries how he can possibly put his request into words. But then Tsuna’s hands are pulling Gokudera’s shirt up and tossing it away, looking almost as surprised at his action as Gokudera, and he leans up to kiss Gokudera again, moaning as they rub against each other teasingly.

“Please..just touch me.”

Gokudera nods obediently, because what Juudaime wants is what he wants, too. Before Gokudera realizes what his hands are doing, all of Tsuna’s clothes are gone except his boxers, Gokudera’s fingers tugging at the waistband as Tsuna shifts his hips up to allow them to be pulled off. Then Gokudera is staring and Tsuna’s blush is spreading and they’re both increasingly aware of how weird this is—but no less wanting of it—so before either of them can talk themselves out of it, they’re kissing again.

It’s wet and sloppy and so good, and Tsuna groans as he grinds up against Gokudera, fingers scrabbling for some kind of purchase on Gokudera’s naked back as Tsuna’s erection rubs against the fly of Gokudera’s jeans. Gokudera feels Tsuna’s heart racing beneath his hand as his fingers attempt to map out everything they touch and get Tsuna to make every pleasurable sound possible. Tsuna tries to open Gokudera’s pants the rest of the way, but can’t seem to figure it out while they’re kissing. When Tsuna’s mouth breaks away from his, Gokudera’s mouth moves down his neck instead, reveling in the taste of Tsuna’s skin and groaning softly.

Tsuna feels lightheaded, arching his neck into Gokudera’s attentions as his fingers fumble with the button and zipper. It takes much longer than it probably should, but finally Gokudera’s jeans are open and Tsuna pushes them down as far as he can before Gokudera finally seems to realize what he’s doing and helps him out, kicking them off the rest of the way along with his underwear.

The touch of skin against skin when they’re both completely naked is even better than either expected, and they breathe raggedly in tandem, Gokudera wrapping his hand around both of them as Tsuna pulls him in for more kissing. Gokudera knows he’ll come all too soon if they keep this up, but if that’s how Juudaime wants it, he’s okay with that. His tongue moves to thrust into Tsuna’s mouth and Tsuna’s hips jerk up harder, knees pressing against Gokudera’s hips, hand reaching automatically for Gokudera’s ass.

Gokudera breaks their kiss to groan, “J-Juu—”

Tsuna buries his face in the crook of Gokudera’s neck. “Gokudera-kun,” he interrupts, almost painfully embarrassed. “Ca-call me Tsuna..please..”

Gokudera shudders as the words are spoken against his skin, wondering if Juudaime would call him ‘Hayato’ but feeling too tongue-tied to ask.

“Tsu..Tsuna..” he tries experimentally, a strange thrill accompanying it—like he’s committing a delicious sort of sin.

Tsuna gasps as his actual name leaves Gokudera’s lips in that husky tone. “Ah..! I-I want… I need…” Tsuna tries desperately to form a sentence, but those words just refuse to leave his throat, so he settles for, “Please.”

Gokudera’s hand is slippery with their precome as he releases his grip on them and moves his wet fingers down to Tsuna’s entrance, circling the outside slowly.

Tsuna’s eyes close involuntarily, his abused lip going between his teeth at the odd sensation. His eyebrows furrow when more pressure accompanies the feeling, and an odd, choked squeak escapes him when Gokudera’s fingers finally try to prod inside.

“Juu—Tsu…Tsuna..relax..” Gokudera soothes, albeit nervously, trying to coax Tsuna’s body to let him in as he attempts to remember everything he read about “preparation” while telling his own body to be patient.

Tsuna’s frown intensifies and Gokudera watches his stomach muscles quiver as Tsuna obviously tries to relax. It doesn’t help much.

“I..I should have some..lubricant,” Gokudera laments to himself.

Tsuna apparently hears and makes an embarrassed sort of sound before managing to say, “T-top drawer…bag..”

Without opening his eyes, he points to his nightstand, and Gokudera’s eyebrows go up in surprise. Sure, Tsuna was the one to tell Gokudera he was ready, but Gokudera hadn’t actually considered that Tsuna might have planned ahead…

‘As I should have expected of Juudaime,’ Gokudera thinks.

He opens the drawer and pulls out a small paper bag, unfolding the top and dumping the contents out next to them on the bed: a small box of condoms and bottle of lubricant. Gokudera glances at Tsuna, seeing him peeking up through his lashes, still blushing.

“I…” Tsuna begins, as if he needs to explain.

Gokudera doesn’t need the explanation, though, and quickly pours some of the liquid into his fingers as he leans forward to kiss Tsuna again, this time slow and deep. He waits until Tsuna is well caught-up in kissing him, trying to match Gokudera for each stroke of his tongue, before pressing his now-lubricated fingers in again. Tsuna’s tongue presses against his in surprise and his hands grip Gokudera’s biceps, but Gokudera’s fingers are already past the barrier, slowly massaging Tsuna’s inner walls until Tsuna finds himself able to relax and really allow Gokudera to move.

Gokudera is actually surprised his tactic works, but he’s not going to let Tsuna see that. He kisses and kisses him, his tongue trying to mimic what his fingers are doing. Gokudera’s about to pull his fingers back out when he remembers that other thing, and he searches for it with his fingertips. Tsuna’s body is starting to move with him again, freely accepting the intrusion of Gokudera’s fingers, and Gokudera’s neglected cock aches with need. Still, he doesn’t seem to have found that yet, and he’s determined.

Tsuna moans, breaking their kiss as he pants and arches a little, and Gokudera trails kisses down Tsuna’s neck. The small movement of their bodies is apparently enough, because Tsuna makes another noise that’s somewhere between a moan and a choked squeak, and Gokudera is almost positive it’s a good noise this time.

“Guh—Gokudera..kun..” Tsuna pants, eyes wide again.

Gokudera rubs that spot again, and can’t help the grin when Tsuna moans outright this time, his erection that had waned at first almost back to full attention. Tsuna’s legs part a little more, body begging for him despite Tsuna’s previous shyness. Tsuna’s biting his lip again, and Gokudera kisses along Tsuna’s collarbone and up his neck.

“Are you ready?” Gokudera practically whispers, heart racing as he wonders what he’ll do if Tsuna suddenly changes his mind.

He doesn’t need to worry, though. Tsuna nods emphatically, knees again tightening around Gokudera’s hips as his arms wrap around him, pulling Gokudera close against him and whimpering slightly as their bodies press together, Gokudera’s cock comfortingly heavy against Tsuna’s lower stomach.

“Please,” Tsuna breathes.

Gokudera has to pull away to get the condom on, and he wonders how he’s able to keep his hand steady as he rolls it on, despite how his whole body feels like it’s shaking in anticipation.

He read that it’s easier in a different position, but Gokudera really wants to be able to see Tsuna’s face when he first enters him. Maybe it’s selfish of him, but at the moment he doesn’t think he could bear it a different way. He pulls up Tsuna’s legs, scooting closer until he’s pressed up against Tsuna’s entrance, and he locks his eyes with Tsuna’s, seeing a multitude of emotions displayed there.

“Remember to breathe,” Gokudera says, reminding himself as much as Tsuna, who actually does seem to be holding his breath.

Tsuna nods, and despite the bit of nervous fear Gokudera discerns from his eyes, he also sees that trust from before. So Gokudera pushes forward, trying to be as gentle as he can, pulling back when he meets resistance and pressing in a little more each time he tries again. Tsuna’s face is screwed up in concentration again, and Gokudera tries to relieve some of his discomfort by pressing soft kisses to Tsuna’s face and caressing his fingers along Tsuna’s again-waning erection.

“Go-Gokudera..” Tsuna whispers, shivering slightly from Gokudera’s distractingly-gentle ministrations. Gokudera sucks lightly at the pulse-point on Tsuna’s neck, and Tsuna arches, gasping breathily, “Hayato!”

Suddenly, without consciously meaning to, Gokudera thrusts all the way inside and both boys groan at the action.

“A-are you okay?” Gokudera asks apologetically, suppressing the overwhelming urge to thrust again as Tsuna’s tight body surrounds him completely.

“I-it’s weird…” Tsuna admits a bit uncomfortably, “but I’m..okay.”

Tsuna wraps his arms around Gokudera’s neck and kisses him, knowing Gokudera will worry about him if he’s not reassured. He arches up, groaning at the strange, full feeling, wondering to himself if it actually feels good. It’s strange that it doesn’t actually feel bad, but it doesn’t really feel good, either.

At first, when Gokudera actually starts to move, Tsuna is still concentrating on figuring out this feeling and being so overwhelmed by it that he wonders if it will ever end. But then…something changes. Gokudera kisses him, his fingertips ghosting all along Tsuna’s body, and Tsuna gets so caught up in feeling everything else that he forgets to worry about the feeling of Gokudera inside him. Then that spot inside him is brushed again, and Tsuna’s attention suddenly focuses on chasing that feeling.

“Oh..please..” Tsuna pleads when it proves elusive. He arches his body again, feeling a little frantic, fingers scrambling urgently over Gokudera’s skin as he tries to get that feeling again.

Gokudera notices the change, too—how could he not, when Tsuna suddenly seems so desperately wanton? He circles his hips experimentally as he thrusts back in, and Tsuna moans.

“Y-yeah..Hayato!” Tsuna exclaims when Gokudera does it again.

Precome leaks from Tsuna’s cock, drops landing against his stomach as the motion of their bodies quickens. Gokudera wraps his hand around it, and Tsuna thrusts into his touch, legs wrapping around Gokudera’s causing him to slide in deeper at the same time. Both boys gasp in pleasure (and a bit of shock on Tsuna’s part, not expecting that to feel so good).

All too soon it seems they’re racing towards the finish—because they’re teenage boys and this is their first time and once it starts feeling good it’s really good; especially when Gokudera realizes it’s good for Tsuna, too, and lets his restraint go. Tsuna clings to Gokudera and Gokudera doesn’t seem to realize how he’s murmuring ‘Juudaime’ again—like a mantra that will make him last a little longer, but actually serves the opposite purpose.

“H-Haya—” Tsuna’s voice cracks on Gokudera’s name as his orgasm suddenly crashes into him. Gokudera isn’t far behind him as Tsuna’s body squeezes around him, making his vision blur brightly around the edges even while he tries to watch the face Tsuna makes as he comes.

When their bodies relax again, they still lay there, locked together, breathing raggedly as they stare at each other and try to catch their breath. Tsuna kind of can’t believe they actually just did that, and Gokudera wonders if this is the most realistic wet dream he’s ever had. But, gradually, the initial euphoria drains away enough that they both begin to feel the exhaustion in their bodies—the fatigue of muscles that have been thoroughly used. Gokudera’s eyes widen a little and he smiles, while Tsuna blushes a deep pink.

“Gokudera-kun…” he whispers, his dry throat making his voice crack a little. “Um..” he tries to squirm a little, but can’t really move with the way Gokudera is now slumped atop him. “It..feels weird again.” He blushes darker, looking at Gokudera’s shoulder because he can’t say that and meet his gaze now.

“Ah!” Gokudera exclaims in worry, immediately sitting up and pulling out, earning a sudden groan of new discomfort from Tsuna. “Are you okay, Juudaime? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

He might continue to ramble, but Tsuna stops him, sitting up and putting his hand over Gokudera’s mouth as he shyly tries to meet Gokudera’s anxious eyes.

“I’m okay,” he says with a small smile, trying not to let it show how weird it really feels, now that he’s no longer absolutely full, but left stretched and empty with only the memory of that amazing, elusive and fleeting sensation Gokudera was somehow able to give him.

“Are you sure?” Gokudera’s words are muffled by Tsuna’s hand, but he still understands them.

Tsuna nods, and pulls his hand away so he can kiss Gokudera, already knowing what reassures him best.

Tsuna wraps his arms around Gokudera, and pulls away from their kiss. He presses his cheek to Gokudera’s, lips by his ear because he knows he won’t be able to say this if Gokudera’s gaze is on him.

“L-let’s..do it again, soon.”

xXx
End