Without a Touch

Warnings: Slash, yaoi, bondage, explicit.

Tsuna panted, arcing his back trying to find something that his currently tied up self could not reach.

His currently flustered mind wasn't enough to stop the wanton moans falling from his lips, as it was preoccupied on how to get out of his restraints.

Once he got out, he'd wipe the self-satisfied smirk off his lips-

A hand trailing lightly over his chest down to his crotch, the light material of the boxers feeling torturous on his engorged flesh.

He cried out sharply, thrusting against the pressure before it was quickly removed.

"Tsuna, you are so willing already? Such a little slut. I haven't done anything yet."

Tsuna moaned again, drawn out and very desperate. His legs were tied so that each leg was folded beneath itself, his hands cuffed to the bed's head with absolutely no wiggle room.

After all, he should expect nothing less from the world's number one hitman.

"I bet you could cum without even being touched, even after so long, my whore." Reborn smirked, leaning over his toy, not touching him at all. He leaned into Tsuna's ear, the warm breath sending Tsuna into shudders.

"But it doesn't have to be like that, you could just beg."

Reborn pulled back, still talking.

"I'd start by running my hands down your chest, paying extra attention to those nipples of yours, despite them being as hard as rocks already. Then I play more until you begged again, shouting for me to fuck you already, but I would still take my time."

Tsuna could feel his body twitching, though he kept his mouth clamped shut. He would win this. Reborn wouldn't make him beg again, not like the previous four years of their relationship.

Tsuna still couldn't help himself from moaning though, the words that Reborn described in detail painting a glorious picture in his mind. Regardless of his intentions, all Tsuna could think of was Reborn's fingers doing exactly as he said-

But Reborn was still talking.

"- sucking the skin of your inner thigh, closer and closer to your dick, but not close enough. I might relent a little, because you would have been begging for minutes now, wanting me to take you dick into my mouth, sucking and running my tongue along the spot underneath, right near the base which always makes you squeeze on my fingers as I work your ass to be ready for me to pound right into you-"

Reborn was interrupted by a louder moan, watching as Tsuna's knees unconsciously parted further, the brown haired man trying hard not give in and beg, but desperately craving further friction.

Reborn tensed, trying to hold himself from just recklessly taking the other, the sight of him completely mussed and flushed but continued, his eyes dark as could be in lust, his voice now huskier than before.

"You would be so completely lost that you wouldn't notice as my fingers slipped into that slutty little hole of yours, begging without being able to complete a single word. You'd realize what I had done when I hit you prostate, and god that would feel so good for you wouldn't it?"

Tsuna couldn't take any more, cumming hard into the boxers that hadn't been removed.

Reborn chuckled.

"Without a touch, Tsuna. But now, I don't think I need you to beg me to start. That whorish face you just made, I couldn't back off now."

Reborn climbed over Tsuna again, holding himself up with hands either side of Tsuna's face. Pressing his hips in Tsuna's grinding his own hard length into him, he whispered harshly into his ear.

"Take responsibility, Tsuna."