Office Days - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - 1886

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Summary: AU; Stupid Kyoya and his stupid kinks.... a HaruHibari/1886 fic

WARNING! MATURE CONTENT!

First Katekyo Hitman Reborn Fic! ...though I must have been insane to write something like this when it's my first time... haha, well, I hope you guys like it!

I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Also, another note. I have not re-read this or had this beta'd by anyone so sorry for any silly, stupid mistakes. I also am actually not that familiar with the world of KHR, hence the AU. I only know bits and pieces of it and I also know this is probably very OOC, but oh well.

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Office Days

HappyFace1886

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“S-Stop it Kyoya!” Haru hissed, glaring at him while he pinned her down on top of the Prefect table of his old middle school. His hand easily clutched both her wrists, keeping them perfectly still above her head. He had her lying on top of the sturdy table, the short business skirt of hers bunched around her waist, revealing those long luscious legs. There was a playful smile on his face as he held her down.

“Nervous?” he purred, amused by how she tried to appear so fierce and intimidating only to be so easily foiled by the heavy blush on her face.

“I-I’m not nervous!” the twenty-two year old woman snapped, struggling to get him off of her. The flush on her face grew when he nestled himself even deeper between her legs, brushing his hardened arousal so firmly against her that she almost whimpered. “I-Idiot! Y-You and you’re stupid kinks!”

He chuckled and leaned closer, kissing her on the cheek when she turned away to refuse the kiss. It didn’t matter. She always gave in at the end. “You weren’t complaining when you wore the Namimori uniform.”

Her eyes widened and she looked at him in outrage. “N-Not complaining? You gave me no chance to complain! After I-I agreed to wear it, you practically attacked me!”

“Nor did you complain about my... attack on you.” He said slowly and mockingly, causing her to glower even harder at him. The look weakened when she felt his hand straying up her flat stomach, causing the edges of her blouse to rise up and reveal the pale skin.

“S-Stop!” she squeaked, squirming in hopes that maybe she could somehow loosen his grip on her hands... though fat chance of that. He was way too strong to easily oppose. Hibari, since he was in middle school, had been considered the strongest of the Vongola Guardians. Years have passed and that fact still hasn’t changed.

“Shhh,” he shushed while she nearly squawked in indignation. Who was he to tell her to be quiet? “The students are in class right now. It would be the duty of the Prefect to... punish... those who break the rules.”

“Kyoya hasn’t been the Prefect for years,” she argued back in a low hissed only to gasp when she felt his hand boldly grasping her breast over bra. His thumb stroked the hardening nipple and she unwillingly whimpered at the sensation that was evoked. He pressed his forehead against hers, watching and memorizing the expression she held whenever he touched her. Despite having seen it so many times, he would never grow tired of it.

“I will always be the Prefect of this school,” he declared before crushing his lips against hers. Haru moaned loudly into his mouth when his hand decided it was tired of being denied what was his and slipped underneath the bra. The feel of his heated skin against her owns sent shivers throughout Haru’s body, her back arching as though she was inviting him to take more of her.

Hibari keenly accepted the invite, his hand hungrily rolling the soft mound under the palm of his hand. The action made her shudder, his mouth muffling the soft cries and whines that escaped her. She felt his tongue entering her mouth, roaming freely and languidly, as if taking its time because it knew all of her belonged to him.

She felt his hand slowly moving away from her wrists and the movement caused her mind to clear for a brief moment. However, the moment she tried to move her arms in order to push him away, he caressed her nipple with his finger. She cried out loudly and broke away from the kiss, her hands automatically clutching his hair as he teased the sensitive nub.

“Breaking the rules?” he mocked, his lips skimming over her neck. Haru arched her back, biting her lips in order to stifle the scream when he rolled his hips against her, pressing his obvious arousal against her moistening core. Her legs tightened themselves around her, instinctively yearning for his touch. The ache between her legs was maddening and the tormenting gentle strokes of his straining member drove her crazy.

“Kyoya,” she pleaded, pulling him closer. The way she said his name so sweetly made his eyes darken and he kissed her bare breast, listening to her cries. His hand had now made its way down her body, his fingers teasing the hem of her underwear. Haru’s hand tugged at the dark strands of his hair as she arched her back, clapping her hand over her mouth in order to stop the scream when his searing mouth enveloped her breast and his fingers delved inside of her at the same time.

The twin sensations made her body tense, pleasure shooting up and down her spine. His mouth sucked on her breast impatiently, tasting and biting at the tender flesh that sent her mindless for him. It didn’t help that his fingers were also stroking her inner walls, the rough material of her underwear causing a friction that sent her mind reeling.

Hibari smirked at her attempts to smolder her cries of pleasure. Hadn’t she learned that that just made him want to make her scream even more? He lazily stroked her, gliding his finger in a slow aching manner that was sure to make her frustrated and sure enough, her hips began to press earnestly against his fingers, begging him to continue.

“D-Don’t... tease... me...” she panted into his ear, unaware of just how wanton she sounded, the slick skin of her face pressing against his cheek while she huskily spoke in that breathless manner. Was she even aware of just how tempting she sounded?

There was a rush to undo the buckle of his belt while she held onto his face, kissing him deeply. She no longer cared that they were in such a public setting where anyone could overhear them. All she could think about was the desperate ache between her legs, the heat that flared throughout her body, the taste of this damn infuriating man that she loved with all her heart.

He entered inside of her with one single thrust, sinking in deep until he was all the way to the hilt. Their mouths joined together muffled the cries, though by now, they were beyond caring.

Gods, she was so deliciously tight. He could also feel her pert breasts against his chest, the hardened nipples rubbing temptingly on him. Hibari grabbed her hips, thrusting harshly into her, wanting more and more of her alluring sweetness. The loud noises of their love making filled the room, almost seeming to rival the screams from Haru.

“Kyoya!” she cried out at how he made her so delightfully full. His grip on her was tight, literally bruising, but all she could think about was the sensation he was inducing from her body. He knew everything about her body and would be the only one who would ever know. She would make sure of it and he’d definitely make sure of that.

Haru eagerly thrust her hips back, moaning at how his hardened member harshly brushed against her inner walls, the wetness of her core soaking him completely. The heat in her lower stomach was rising higher as he plunged himself deeply inside of her repeatedly, moving so roughly that she could vaguely hear the table noisily scraping the floor.

He whispered her name huskily into her ear, wanting her to be the only one to hear his voice. It had always been like this. Hibari would only allow her to hear him when they were in this state while he would always find a way to force her to scream his name out for the world to hear, for the world to understand and swallow that she was his and he wasn’t going to tolerate competition.

Hibari growled when she seemed to tighten even more and grabbed one of her legs, lifting it higher so that he could enter even deeper. The action not only tightened her up, but allowed him to pierce her even more, causing her to beautifully arch her back and scream his name.

“KYOYA!” she yelled as she finally came, her vision disappearing as a blinding white light took over. Mindlessly, she clung to him, whimpering softly at his continuous rough strokes. Her sensitized walls still eagerly wrapped themselves around him while her body shuddered at the intense pleasure running throughout her body.

She hissed when his teeth sunk into her shoulder, her small frame trembling as she felt him empty himself inside of her. His essence filled her completely and overflowed, dripping out between them and down her thighs. They remained still together, still joined as one, as he landed on top of her, panting harshly while he lapped away the blood on her pale skin.

“...I can’t believe we just did this...” Haru groaned out when her mind seemed to finally catch up to what they had done. She gasped when he moved from on top of her. He was still deeply embedded within her and the slightest movement from him caused a spark inside of her.

He chuckled and kissed her cheek. “It would be better believe... as you know best of how just one round isn’t enough to satisfy me”

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::owari::

AU: Er... ta-da? I think it's wasn't written all that great... and I feel sad about that... but I hope you guys liked it at least!!! And I kept my promise! I wrote an 1886 lemon! Now I really need to get started on that MukuroHaruHibari fic. Already toying with ideas!