Summary: A brief glimpse at the married life between Haru and Hibari
(WARNING, SLIGHT FLUFF). a HaruHibari/1886 fic
My lack of KHR knowledge might make some
things untrue or some characters OOC and I guess I'll explain some
stuff at the end of the chapter, just so I won't spoil things! XD
I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn because if I
did, there would be a lot more Haru loving!
Please forgive any mistakes, both
character-wise and grammatically wise. I don't really have time to
re-read and edit things.
I'm not completely free from my...
problem... but I still wanted to update. Er... more info on bottom. xP
Marriage 02
HappyFace1886
“K-Kyoya, wait a second!” Haru
cried out, her hands clutching onto the wooden frame of the wall in front of her.
From behind, Hibari nuzzled into the back of her neck, his hand supporting her
small figure while the other was slyly sneaking up under her shirt. She
squeaked when he cupped her clothed breast and whimpered when he began to
teasingly roll the sensitive appendage under the palm of his hand.
“Naughty minx,” he crooned into
her ear, enjoying how she desperately tried to stifle her moans. It only made
him want to make her cry out. “Wearing such a short skirt around me. You’re
practically begging for me to claim you.”
“W-What are you talking about?”
Haru tried to hiss at him angrily, but choked on the words instead when she
felt his large, warm hands on her bare breast. His words were hot, searing
themselves over her as his breath skimmed her neck. She turned her head in
order to give him an angry glare, but was, once again foiled when he hungrily
crushed his lips against hers.
Haru gasped in surprise, giving
him the chance to slip his tongue into her mouth. She instinctively mewled
pleadingly, unable to keep up with his hurried movements, but he merely
internally chuckled at her attempts.
This was her punishment for
wearing such a cute, delectable skirt.
....a skirt which he planned on
playing under very soon.
His nimble fingers began to
undo the buttons of her blouse while his mouth continued to occupy hers. Hibari
growled when she teasingly began to suck on his tongue, causing him to grab her
by the shoulders and push her against the wall. She gasped and he pressed
himself against her, his forehead touching hers while his eyes glowed with
lust.
“You little tease,” he hissed
huskily and was ready to devour her whole when Haru grabbed onto his tie,
jerking it gently towards her so that his head would be lowered.
“You’re wrong about that,” she
whispered against his lips, internally cheering when she saw the flash in his
eyes. After all those years of being tormented by him, she was finally getting
the upper hand for once! “I believe you’re being the tease.”
His lips curved into a smirk.
So she wanted to play it like that now?
“Do you truly believe that I’m
the one teasing you?” Hibari asked, his hand making its way towards her neck.
He held her throat gently, teasing her rapidly beating pulse with his thumb
while his other hand trailed downwards. She gulped when she felt his hand
sliding down the side of her bare breast, tracing her smooth curves, and
trembled when she felt his hand lightly palming her rear.
She wanted to snap at him that
he was being unfair, that he was the one manipulating the situation to his
favor. Bu, she was far too mesmerized by the glow of his eyes and the smooth
tenor of his voice to be able to even protest. Instead, she squeaked when he
roughly grabbed her thigh, lifting one leg upward before making a light upward
thrust with his hips. She gasped, arching her back at the feel of his arousal
against her.
“K-Kyoya-.” She stammered, her
hands clutching tightly onto his shoulder when he lifted her to the point that
she could barely touch the floor. Hibari’s hand firmly held onto her thigh and
Haru, biting her lip, wrapped her other leg around his waist to keep herself
from falling onto the ground.
“If I wanted to tease you,
koishii,” he purred, lovingly how he had managed to pin her so perfectly onto
the wall. “You’d be in a much direr situation than this.”
“W-Wait Kyoya,” Haru protested,
whining in the back of her throat when he began to rock against her gently,
brushing against her cloth covered core with an aching slowness that made her
want to whimper. Her skirt was, by now, bunched embarrassingly around her waist
while her blouse was practically falling off of her.
Damn this man!
She must’ve been stupid to
think that she could ever be on par with this man.
Haru moaned, quivering at the
feel of the sharp heat that would spark upward throughout her entire body with
each thrust he made. She wanted him so bad, but to give in would mean admitting
he was right, that she had been the one teasing him into doing this to her.
And like hell she would give
him the satisfaction of thinking that.
Instead, she buried her face
into his throat, biting her lip to suppress her mewls, never aware of just how
tempting she sounded to Hibari who heard each and every harsh pant she made
through her soft, delectable lips. Almost snarling in frustration, Hibari
suddenly moved with Haru in his arms, shoving her on top of the nearby table,
causing most of the contents on it to fall onto the ground.
“Must you continue to tempt me
like this?” he hissed, only to feel his control further falter at the sight of
her so helpless beneath him. Her hands were pinned by him above her head,
causing her full breasts to be clearly in his line of sight. Her normally
neatly tied hair was mussed and in disarray, perfectly framing her reddened
face, her lips swollen with kisses were pink and just damn tempting him to kiss
them some more.
And then there was that damn
skirt...
The damn cause of all of this!
It lay demurely around her
waist, accentuating her hips, teasing him with the sight of her creamy, pale
legs that were wrapped spread around his waist. He could feel the warmth of her
legs against his own and the way she shook underneath him, feeling so hot and
bothered by his mere touch.
“K-Kyoya,” she panted out his
name in what sounded like such a wanton manner to him, furthering the damage of
his flailing self-control. Haru looked at him with her glassy eyes glazed with
lust and her feeble state made him want to just sink his fangs into her. “W-We
should stop.”
As if on cue, Hibari’s ears
caught the sound of the damn herbivores.
“Yamamoto-san, you haven’t seen
Haru-chan around, have you?”
Haru’s eyes widened and her
legs tightened around Hibari in fear. This was bad. This was really, really
bad. There was no way they were going to be caught in such an embarrassing
situation! Even if it meant blinding Tsuna-san and Yamamoto-san and incurring
brain-damage on the two of them, this whole incident was going to be kept a
secret!
“L-Let go, Kyoya,” she hissed,
struggling against his grip. This whole thing was going too far anyways. “We
have to get out of here before the others find us.”
Hibari hissed inaudibly at the
feel of her moving against him. Damn it, if she had just stayed still. If she
just hadn’t looked so damn tempting with her current appearance –though, he’d
proudly admit that that was his fault.
Then maybe...
Maybe he would have given into
her demands.
“We’re not going anywhere,” he purred
and Haru’s eyes widened.
“W-Wait a s-ah!”
As Haru juggled baby Hiro in
her hands, her face beet red as she was unable to face Kyoko who was looked at
her, innocent and inquisitive. Bianchi, sitting right next to Kyoko, had a
suggestive smile on her face.
“Neh, what’s wrong Haru-chan?”
Kyoko asked, looking a bit confused and concerned. Haru had clammed up when
Kyoko had marveled about how Haru and Hibari had the time to actually conceive
Hiro-chan.
Bianchi grinned. “Yes, do tell
us how little Hiro-chan ended up being born. I mean, if you calculate the
months and the days, you two shouldn’t have had time to-.”
“Wah, stop!” Haru cried out.
Even her own child seemed traitorous to her as baby Hiro-chan giggled, tugging
at his mother’s bangs while she wallowed in her embarrassment. “I-It’s not
important!”
“Oh, I just thought it was very
admirable that even though everyone’s very busy, you and Hibari-san still have
the time to have moments together.” Kyoko said with a sincere smile.
All Haru could do was give
Kyoko a weak smile while Bianchi laughed out loud.
::owari::
AN: ....short, I know. Also, I
was thinking about making it into a lemon, but considered otherwise since I'm
not sure about my viewers age. I'm sure there are some who are probably like,
if you put this much up, you should probably put up everything else, but I find
this tame compared to what I can... ahem... truly do.
Anyways, I'm still thinking
about putting lemons up, it's just right now, I'm kind of hesitant. I'll make
up my mind as I write the next chapters of Ambigram, Teach Me Love (or is it
the oneshot?), and finally write the first planned out chapter of Genesis!
...got my work cut out for me.
xD
