Cosplay to the Max - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - 1886

Summary: An accident at the lab leaves some very...tempting results. HibariHaru / 1886 (ONESHOT)

My lack of KHR knowledge might make some things untrue or some characters OOC. 

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.

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Cosplay to the Max

HappyFace1886

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Hibari entered inside his shared room only to still at the entrance when he saw the lumpy figure underneath the covers of the bed. He stared for a few moments before he leaned against the doorway, an amused smirk adorning his face. “Haru.”

The woman underneath the blankets stiffened before she tightened her hold on the edges of the fabric, pulling it tighter around her. He knew without even looking at her face that she was sporting a fierce scowl that was more akin to a pout than a frown. His eyes then trailed towards on top of her head when he noticed a twin pair of odd bumps on top.

“Haru,” he repeated.

“Not now, Kyoya,” she said, sounding absolutely peeved about something.

“What happened?” his hands were on the bed by her sides as he settled behind her, leaning close to her so that he could press his cheek against the side of her head. Instead of coming out of the blankets and hugging him, as she normally apt to do when she was like this, she seemed to try and squirm away from him. Now frowning, he spoke again. “Haru.”

“Nothing, nothing,” she said through gritted teeth as she continued her squirming.

“What are you-?” the blanket fell away from her and his eyes widened briefly at the sight before him.

Brown cat ears twitched briefly in front of his line of sight and for a moment, he thought he was hallucinating... perhaps the damn Mist Guardian was trying to play with his senses again. However, he knew what he was seeing was all too real when Haru turned her face, the ears still on top of her head, as she gave him a scowl with what looked like a too-long-to-be-human canine protruding slightly over her lip.

Before she could say anything, Hibari pulled away. He grabbed the blanket, ignoring her angry yelps, and threw it to the side. Haru had already changed out of her lab coat and had apparently tried to change into her nightwear. She wore her usual button-down pajama top, but the bottom was replaced by a pair of loose shorts due to a... unfamiliar appendage currently sticking out from behind her.

A tail?

Without warning, Hibari, unable to curb his curiosity, reached out to grab the tail that was flickering teasingly to and fro before him. Almost as though it had a mind of its own, the brown tail affectionately curled itself around his wrist, the tip of it rubbing against his hand as he held onto it. His attention was then turned from the tail when he saw Haru trembling slightly, a shiver running down her spine as she clenched her eyes shut, her face flushing to a brilliant shade of pink.

How interesting.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her backwards until his chest was pressing flushed against her back. Haru gasped in surprise and looked as though she was going to protest when he nuzzled into her neck, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin lightly. She seemed to melt against him, a low appreciative rumbling sounding from the back of her throat.

“You’re purring,” he teased huskily against her neck.

Haru’s eyes flung open and she renewed her struggle for freedom. “K-Kyoya, this is not the time-!”

“How did you get like this?” he inquired instead, briefly tightening his grip on her tail and enjoying how she shuddered against him. Apparently her tail was a lot more sensitive than he had imagined. “Tell me Haru.”

“T-The people in the lab,” she gasped out, struggling to contain the moan that threatened to leak out. Stupid Kyoya! Taking advantage of her while she was like this? Didn’t he understand just how humiliated she felt right now? “They... They were messing with o-one of the re-reality illusion p-prototypes Verde-san ma-ah!”

She gave out a small breathy cry when Hibari tugged at her tail gently, his other hand crawling up from underneath her shirt until he was clutching onto the lovely warm mound under the palm of his hand. To his delight, she wasn’t wearing a bra, having planned on taking a nice, long nap in order to pretend her whole situation wasn’t actually happening.

Her silken skin was so soft and her reactions were so addictive. It wasn’t long until he’d pulled her on top of his lap, her top nearly half off as he kissed her bare shoulder. He’d finally released her tail, freeing her from the tortuously delicious sparks that spread throughout her body whenever he’d tug at the overly-sensitive appendage. Instead, his now free hand was toying with the edges of her shorts, threatening to lower the loose material that had already been threatening to fall off due to the existence of her tail.

Haru threw her head back, gasping when she felt his hand between her legs, how he’d cup her moist center and run his long slender fingers between the damp opening. A delectable scent reached her nose and she instinctively turned her head, nuzzling into his pulse before licking at the patch of skin underneath his ear. To her delight, Hibari tilted his head and pressed his lips against hers, easily accepting her invitation as she opened her mouth for him to explore.

She moaned at the taste of him and how he ran his tongue against her new and sensitive canines, her hand reaching up behind her in order to run her fingers through his hair to encourage him for more. Her hands grabbed onto his black locks, a sweet gasp escaping between their kisses when she felt his finger dipping inside of her. Her tail was wrapped around his arm, clutching tightly onto his forearm while he teasingly pumped his finger in and out of her. She could feel his arousal pressing insistently against her from behind and she began to grind herself against him, wanting more of what he offered.

And then without warning, she pushed back hard against him, causing him to fall down on the bed. She spun around until she was straddling him, looking positively miffed and aroused. Haru placed her hands against her hips and scowled at him. “You pervert.”

“Are you displeased?” he asked gently, amusement dancing in his eyes while his hand settled themselves on her hips. Hibari thrust his hips upward to extenuate his point and absorbed her reactions intently, especially due to how her new cat ears were pulled back and her tail was now swishing harder behind her.

“That’s not... the point,” she panted out, looking both frustrated by the turn of events and yet unable to stop herself from rubbing herself against him. Instead she, having made her decision, aggressively reached for his shirt, undoing the first few buttons before she buried herself against his neck. It had been something she’d noticed since he’d leaned against her from behind and now that they’d gone this far, she saw no point in holding herself back any longer. “You smell so good.”

Hibari’s smirk was absolutely feral as he ran his hand through her hair, toying with the cat ears that made her whimper. She trailed kisses all over his neck, lightly nipping and sucking at the flesh almost obsessively. It was like a drug to her. She didn’t know what it was, but he smelled so scrumptious. Her lips trailed lower, the buttons flying undone with her movements, until she’d reach the lower part of his toned stomach.

Her fingers hastily undid his belt and began to roughly tug at his pants. When the material didn’t easily yield to her orders, she growled slightly, the sound being more animalistic than human. His hand reached down and stroked her hair and ears.

“So eager,” he mocked and she looked up at him from between his legs, looking positively alluring with those cat ears and her hands clutching onto his pants that were practically half off.

“Don’t toy with me,” she glowered at him. “You started this.”

Hibari caressed her cheek and she leaned against his touch, hating and loving how all her irritation seemed to melt away at the simplest stroke. Not to mention, how animal-like she was acting since she knew she was purring again –damnit!- and that she was nuzzling into his hand like a content little pet. She was barely able to release a startled ‘hahi’ when she was suddenly roughly flipped around, pinning against the bed with one leg forced around his waist. He drank in the sight of her stunned eyes before leaning into kiss her on eyelids.

“Shall I stop this then?”

The way he spoke had a lilt purr in it and Haru wanted to drag him towards her and bury her face into his neck, to resume being drunk by his intoxicating scent. Before this change was forced upon her, she’d never noticed such a smell on him. Was it because of her enhanced senses? However, his taunting words were what made her keep her ire and she gave him a scathing scowl instead.

“Don’t you dare,” she hissed.

With a predatory smile teasing his lips, he leaned forward and brushed them against her trembling ones. Deciding he’d goaded her enough, he pressed his lips harder against hers and smugly noted how she’d sigh with contentment. She parted her lips willingly for him, allowing him to plunge his tongue into her mouth. Haru reached out to grab the back of his neck, silently pleading for more, only to sharply gasp when Hibari took this very moment to rock his hips gently into hers.

The sensation was so sharp and dizzying, but he showed her no mercy, finding a momentum that suited him best as he continued to lightly thrust against her. It didn’t help that her one leg was still wrapped around his waist, forcing her to feel his hardened arousal brushing firmly against her moist center. She instinctively raised her other leg, wrapping it around his other side, before she began to move her hips as well, a soft whine coming from the back of her throat that sounded like a pitiful mewl.

It was all too amusing and endearing to see Haru in this manner. Over the years, she’d taken a strong no-nonsense approach and rarely tolerated being trampled over by others. And yet, here she was pinned beneath him, making all sorts of delicious and desperate sounds for him to hear.

He broke the kiss, indulging himself with her neck while one hand strayed up her side. Haru squirmed a bit at the searing trail he was making on her skin, only to tremble as his hot open palm touched her bare breasts. Having planned on falling asleep, she’d long since released herself from the constraints of her bra, providing Hibari the perfect opportunity to weigh and worship those lovely mounds with his hands.

And, of course...

“Kyoya!” she sharply breathed in his name, her fingers entwining tightly on his hair when she felt his mouth engulf her pert breasts. Her nipples had budded and hardened, pouting temptingly to be worried between his teeth.

He planned on tasting each and every inch of her delectable skin.

Haru could barely breathe, her vision flashing on occasion as Hibari continued to brush his hardened arousal between her legs, his mouth lovingly treating himself to her breasts that left her gasping and mewling for more. She hated how... how cat-like she was sounding, but she couldn’t help it. The sounds left her as though they were the most natural thing in the world, her ears still pinned to her head as she struggled to make sense of the world when Hibari was so easily throwing her off balanced.

There was no resistance when Hibari slipped the rest of her shirt off and he complied when she’d all but thrown his shirt off of him. She couldn’t help it. There was something deliciously addictive about the taste of his skin and she couldn’t help but run her lips all over him, her hands already tugging at his loosened belt to pull it off. Hibari didn’t seem to mind, leaning into her touch, but what grated on her nerves was how amused he seemed by the entire situation.

Her nails dug into his skin as she tilted her hips upward, silently pleading for more of what he had to offer. To her delight, despite his teasing, she wasn’t the only one affected by the entire situation. Hibari’s shoulder stiffened as he released a slight hiss between his lips. He hooked his finger against the elastic waistband of her underwear, tugging it downward along with her shorts, revealing the alluring curve of her right hipbone while his face was buried into her bare neck once more.

Her pants were riding dangerously low on her hips while his hand pursued beneath them, her tail wrapped tightly against his arm as his fingers caressed the hidden depths. Haru’s nails dug harder into his skin at the feel of his long forefinger slowly enter inside of her, inch by inch, and she could practically feel the masculine approval ebbing off of Hibari due to how she was practically soaking wet with desire.

Hibari pulled away from her slightly and she shuddered at the sight of his piercing eyes roaming all over her, watching and absorbing her flushed cheeks as she panted and writhed beneath him with each thrust of his fingers. Her chest was heaving and bounced each time she would move her hips in synch with his fingers. Such a beautiful and tempting site indeed, especially when she seemed so frantic for him, moving her hips so wildly just for the nimble movements of his fingers.

His pants were only half off, but at this time, it didn’t really matter. Haru could feel the hot smoothness of his tip pressing against her drenched center and threw her head back, gasping with elation when Hibari began to take his time entering inside of her. Dainty fingers clutched tightly onto the blankets of the bed, the last of her breath knocked out of her when she felt him fill her to the brim.

Was it because of her whole transformation? Or maybe it was due to the sensitive senses that came with the transformation? Her body felt as though it was on fire and the feel of him embedded so deeply inside of her made her pupils turn into slits.

“Move,” she demanded, an animalistic inflection drawing sharp edges to her voice.

Hibari didn’t appear threatened or unnerved by this. Instead, he appeared amused, leaning closer and groaning loudly into her ear at how tightly she clenched him at the slightest of movements. He spoke huskily into her ear, letting her hear just how deeply she affected him. “Beg for it.”

“Kyoya-!”

“Show me just how desperate you are,” the breath of his words seemed to sear her lips and she moaned when he kissed her lips, immediately demanding for more as she plunged her tongue into his decadent mouth. Her fingers were no longer holding onto the abused material of her bed and were instead back to making marks on his skin, drawing deep red lines down the scarred flesh while she thrust her hips frantically against his.

The tight, velvety sensation of her inner walls made Hibari kiss her harder. One hand clutched tightly onto Haru’s hair as he practically devoured her mouth, the other holding onto her hip as he began a merciless rhythm that she struggled to follow. Her sleek legs were already wrapped tightly around his waist, refusing to let go in fear of him possibly trying to pull out and tease her some more. Instead, she used him as leverage, taking advantage of his solid form instead to pull her hips harder against his, drawing him even deeper inside her than before.

“So... good,” came out the pitiful cry when Hibari finally released her abused lips in favor of nipping and sucking on the delicate skin of her neck. It was hard to breathe, let alone think, with all the delicious sensations that were running through her body. Instead, she let herself go, to drown in the blinding sensation that was threatening to overcome her. A loud shout of his name burned her throat due to how hard she was screaming and her vision was immediately engulfed in light.

Hibari bit back the snarling curses and instead focused on continuing the rough movements of his hips, riding out her orgasms with steady thrusts that left her shuddering even harder against him. He could feel the second wave coming, especially due to how much tighter she was getting. And as predicted, Haru buried her face into his neck, spasms rocking her entire body as a second orgasm immediately burst throughout her body, leaving her at a complete daze. She barely registered the pleasant sensation of a wonderful burning molten heat filling her up, murmuring contently into Hibari’s ears as she felt his release fill her up completely.

The two remained in their positions, with him still intimately entwined within her. Hibari chuckled when he felt her running her hands through his hair and down his back, small kisses pressed against his ear and down his jaw line.

“Do you want more?”

Normally such words would make her flustered and shift away, but she blamed the damn cat transformation as she answered him with a light kiss on his chin. Haru trailed higher until she could press her lips against his, nudging her hips slightly into his while a deep rumbling of contentment spread from her chest to her entire body. She could feel those blasted ears twitching onto her of head, her tail swishing around playfully as she indulged himself with his delicious skin.

There was a slight rock of his hips and Haru arched her back, pressing her breasts temptingly against his bare chest.

“Let’s see how long this transformation lasts,” there was a gleam in his eyes, the one filled with fierce determination that came up whenever he had a prey that he had no intention of letting go. Normal Haru would have bemoaned the fact that this meant he wasn’t going to let her go until he had his fill, but the current –and apparently insane- Haru seemed more than excited by this prospect. “And then some.”

The vow made the small, rational side of Haru, hidden deep underneath the cat ears, whimper –from excitement or despair? Who knows?- at this.

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::owari::

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AN: Man, I felt like I NEEDED to write this. It's been so long since I've written stuff like this that I didn't care how it turned out so awkward and weird. :p not doing anything for a long time can do this to you, people! Haha, hope you guys enjoyed... regardless of the awkward and weirdness of it.