X86 - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - Morning Habits

Summary: An obviously traumatized and well-trained Varia, a pissed off pre-TYL Xanxus, and a horror-filled pre-TYL Haru... just another morning meeting with the Varia. X86 / XanxusxHaru 

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

I don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn!

Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.

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Morning Habits

HappyFace1886

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Xanxus stared at the men sitting before him as he casually leaned his head against his fist, taking in the sight of their changed and matured appearances. Ten years may have passed, but he easily recognized almost all of them. Their appearances may have somewhat changed, but if Bel’s sneers and Squalo’s yells were anything to go by, their personalities were more or less the same.

Despite his own change in appearance and age, their deference towards him didn’t appear to be affected. They’d easily yielded his seat to him at the head of the table and none of them even dared to poke and prod him about his younger appearance. Though perhaps he had Squalo to thank for that since he’d been giving everyone a nasty glare the moment half of them gawked and squawked over how their captain had turned a decade younger.

He almost scowled at the memory of the blasted woman. After she’d dropped the bombshell of an information concerning of how he was trapped in the future for the next five fucking days, he’d almost all but destroyed the entire room. The only thing that prevented him from doing so was how the woman went about her own pace, breaking through his haze of rage with a clear voice that told him that under no circumstances was he allowed to go about on a rampage just because he was too immature to deal with his own feelings. Before he could snap at her for her insolence, she’d then gone and called Squalo to inform him about the Varia’s leader’s current... situation.

“Squalo,” he spoke curly and the long haired man stood in attention. “That woman...”

To his surprise, his second in command faltered a little. Actually, majority of the Varia were now unable to look him in the eye. Belphegor was scowling intently at the table, toying with one of his knives, and Leviathan was doing his best to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, failing horribly at it due to his large stature. The green haired one that that Xanxus was told was named something... frog? Flag? Flon?... was the only one looking nonchalant while Lussuria was brimming with excitement.

Changing objectives, he turned to the taller green haired man bearing his trademark shades. “Lussuria?”

“Yes, bos-?” the rest of the word was cut off as Belphegor threw one of his knives at him. Lussuria easily dodged it, tilting his head so that the weapon went sailing into the wall behind him. “Now, Bel-chan, we’ve talked about this. You’re not allowed to go berserk when indoors. Also, Haru-chan is going to be so angry when she finds out that you’re making holes on the wall again.”

“Don’t you dare tell that fucking wench about it!” the blonde haired prince raged, already getting goosebumps over how meticulous and stubborn the petite Japanese woman was. Not to mention, he wasn’t able to lay a hand on her or else it was his head that was going to roll! What he wouldn’t give to be able to slice her into tiny little ribbons. Her harassment towards his royal person could be considered grade-A torture! “If you do, I’ll tell her that you’re the reason why the boss and she were trapped in that fucking-.”

“You’ve made your point, Bel-chan!” there was a choking sound from Bel as Lussuria placed him in a tight chokehold, the tall green haired man bearing a slight flustered look as he laughed somewhat nervously. “We don’t tell Haru-chan anything and everyone’s happy!”

“Let go of me, you psycho!”

Squalo twitched and didn’t say anything and Levi was trembling by now. Xanxus didn’t need to be his future self to know that Levi was seconds away from crying tears, though whether it was out of joy or horror was yet to be determined.

Apparently the woman had a strong hold on the Varia... much stronger than he’d originally believed. What the fuck happened in the future to turn one of the most terrifying divisions of the Vongola to turn to such pathetic trash? Squalo seemed to have noticed the look on his face as he spoke.

“I wouldn’t try and challenge her if I were you, boss.” The silvered haired man leaned back against his seat, crossing his arms across his chest (one could only wonder if it was just to look imposing or if he was actually holding himself in attempt to console himself from all the nightmares of the past concerning the terrifying Lady of the Varia). “There’s no way that even you’d win against her. You’re also the same age around her to boot and have no experience with her personality while she’s had several years of experience busting all of our asses.”

By this point, Xanxus didn’t know whether to be more irritated by that damn woman or be intrigued by the fact that she might not be as breakable as she appeared. It was one thing if she felt safe to do as she pleased because of his likely protection over her, but the fact that she was able to basically tame the Varia to be under her thumb on her own spoke volumes about her own intellect and indomitable personality. Apparently what he saw this morning was just the tip of the ice berg.

Squalo resisted the urge to let out his usual howl of irritation and frustration. For years, since the fated incident in which Xanxus had switched places with his younger counterpart, Squalo had prepared himself for the day that was to come. He actually envied his younger self because the older Xanxus was more capable of handling everything that was to come his way, leaving the younger Squalo more in awe and respect towards his boss. If anything, that incident had reaffirmed his belief his boss was the best and most competent leader in the world.

Here though... in the future, this younger Xanxus was too young and vulnerable. He was smart, there was no doubt about that. Squalo knew that Xanxus was very calculative when he wanted to be. However, his emotions controlled him right now and would overrule any rational thought that might come his way. The stinging pain that lingered within him and his overwhelming pride, the same pride that attracted the loyalty of the Varia that was present today, was still to raw and fresh for the future. This meant that making sure everything turned out decently fell to him, Superbi Squalo, the second in command of the Varia and right hand of Xanxus.

...if only his boss had actually shared with him on what was to come so that he’d be better prepared to deal with whatever incident came their way.

“Squalo,” his still-too-young commander barked, regaining his attention. “Tell me more about the woman and report on what the fuck happened in the last ten years for me to actually to have impregnated her.”

There was a pause before a loud chorus of yells.

“What-?!”

“-the fuck?!”

“Boss!!”

“Haru-chan is pregnant?” Lussuria practically glittered with excitement.

Squalo was paling at an alarming rate before he reached up to pinch the bridge above his nose. This was not happening. This was NOT happening. Things had just gone from bad to worse. His commander, and this time he meant the one from his timeline, was not going to be pleased when he found out that his younger self knew before him... wait, no, since this already happened, the older one should already know about this, right? Fuck, he hated all this timeline mumbo-jumbo.

“How far along is she, boss?” Lussuria demanded before going off on his own tangent. “There are so many things to prepare for! A child within the Varia? Not to mention, the boss’s child? Ohohoho!”

“Hold it!” Squalo barked, kicking the table hard in order to regain some semblance of order. “We’re not doing anything about this until the boss, I mean the boss from our timeline, returns! You got that, scumbags? Voi!”

“Shit, shit, not a spawn of that bitch,” Bel bemoaned his fate. Boy or girl, that kid was most definitely going to drive him insane. There was also the factor of the boss’s woman harassing him even more for his ‘foul language’ or ‘excessive violence’ around the child. The stupid hag was already nagging him enough as it was! “There’s no way that fucking thing is getting anywhere near us.”

“Bel! Show some respect! Our boss... Our boss...” Levi stifled a sob. “Our boss is going to have a son!”

“Voi, no one said any crap about the gender!” Squalo kicked the table again, his actions counterproductive as he was only adding to the cacophony of noise.

Xanxus’s fingers twitched with the urge to grab his gun and shoot all of these pathetic pieces of trash to oblivion. The Varia was truly the same regardless of their age difference. His bloodlust was curbed, however, when he noticed the small green haired one staring at him. What was it again? Flog? Flab? Flung?

“You,” Xanxus directed with a nod towards the green head one’s direction after deciding that the rest of his men were useless. “Tell me about her.”

“What about Haru-san? the green haired –...boy? Girl? Xanxus settled with boy at the sound of his somewhat deeper voice- boy spoke nearly monotonously.

“Who the fuck is she and how did she ended up being my... woman,” to his consternation, he paused at the unfamiliar line. His woman. It was not something he’d ever considered before. There were always passing interest in women, but he’d never found anyone to be worthy of his attentions. Besides, there were much more important things than trivial matters such as a female companion.

“Where do you want me to start?” he began blandly. “The after-party that took place from the ceremony concerning the Decimo’s acceptance as the Vongola head? Or the time she took out a bunch of infiltrators with a machine gun, nearly killing all of us at the same time? There’s also what Bel-senpai was talking about earlier when Lussuria-senpai locked you and Haru-san in the-blmph.”

Lussuria, apparently having picked up what Fran was saying, appeared out of nowhere and covered the younger boy’s mouth with his hands. “Ohohohoh, let’s not go there, shall we?”

The scowl on Xanxus’s face deepened at the cluster-fuck of information. The only thing this new found knowledge served to do was determine that the woman he was currently stuck was bat-shit insane.

“You guys are also pretty loud. There was a bet going on about how long it’d take for you guys to break the wall after you broke the be-mph,” again, Fran’s unfiltered mouth was silenced when Lussuria, having released him after poorly believing that the green haired young man wasn’t going to say anymore, slapped his hand over his mouth again.

“Fran-chan, you and I are going to have another long talk about what ‘appropriate conversational topics’ mean.” The stern tone of Lussuria’s voice was belied by the amused smile on his face.

Having had enough of this idiocy, Xanxus loudly scooted out of his chair. He didn’t spare even a single glance at the men behind him, leaving the room with his jacket billowing behind him. The Varia stared after their young commander as the door slammed shut, the silence breaking once Bel snorted and leaned back against his seat.

“He’s fucked.”

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Twenty-four year old Miura Haru sighed as she entered into the room, her bathrobe draped loosely around her slim form while she toweled her hair with her eyes closed. She hummed lightly to herself while drying her hair, only to gasp sharply and nearly drop the towel when she realized she wasn’t alone in the room.

Twenty-four year old Xanxus was scowling something fierce and didn’t seem to appreciate the fact that she’d intruded in his space. Instead of scurrying away like a good and frightened woman, Haru merely sighed at what she interpreted more as Xanxus pouting about his situation. “Sorry, I heard you were in a meeting and so, I planned on taking a quick shower and being out of the way before you got back. Most of my things are here as well and since you’re only here for a few days, I’ll probably be coming and going sometimes to get my things.”

There was a disgruntled grunt before Xanxus looked away, returning to brooding-ahem, staring out the window thoughtfully as he sat on one of the heavy wooden and decorative chairs within the room. Despite his aggressive and rough personality, his room had a very nice décor, filled with towering windows and furniture that seemed more befitting of an older era than the current modern one. For that, Xanxus was appreciative of, because that meant his tastes at least wasn’t changed or influenced by that damn woman.

Haru resumed her humming, going into the walk-in closet to pull out some of her clothes. The sweet melodic sound reached his ears, whether he liked it or not, and was irritating the crap out of him. However, he would not lay a hand on her. It had been confirmed several time that she and he did... have some relations and since this was the future, he had no fucking clue how the fuck that happened. And if he had anything to say about it, once he got back to the past, he’d do everything in his power to make sure this nightmare didn’t come true.

He tilted his head when the humming sound was slightly muffled and didn’t know whether to snap at her or gawk at the sight the stupid woman easily slipping the robes off of herself. She wasn’t the most buxom woman with delectable curves, the type that he’d normally pursue when interested. Still, there was a unique sensual flare about her that made it hard for him to tear his eyes away from her, small shivers of desire running through him at the sight of her. The way she’d shake her head to and fro, causing those damp brown locks to fly about freely before settling pleasantly around her face, still slightly flushed from her shower... how his eyes would end up follow the trail of the silk undergarment running up her long, smooth legs or how her milky breasts would gently press together temptingly as she’d snap on her bra, pressing those soft mounds together alluringly.

His eyes then lingered back down on her stomach. It was still flat and also appeared quite toned, implying that she didn’t simply laze about doing god knows what. Who knows what women did in their spare time, especially a crazy one like her? There were no immediate signs of her pregnancy, but if their relationship was true, there was no need for her to lie about it. Not to mention her eyes...

He could still sharply remember those fiery brown eyes glaring at him, daring him to challenge her.

That was not a gaze that belonged to that of a liar. That he was sure of, even before Squalo and his other men confirmed that she was actually... his woman.

With a slight grunt, he tossed his head away in order to stare out into the field behind the castle that housed the Varia. “Do you always undress yourself around unfamiliar men?”

There was a pause amidst the ruffling of clothes before it was followed by a small chuckle. It was particularly entertaining for Haru since, if this was the her from the past, she would have squealed in embarrassment and puff up with indignation at such words being thrown in her direction. Instead, all she could feel was amusement in the entire situation. “I suppose you’re right, though honestly, it’s odd regarding you as a stranger. It feels so long since you were something like that to me.”

“I’m not him,” Xanxus snapped harshly.

“Yes, you’re not,” Haru easily agreed, much to his surprise. “There are a great many number of years between you and my Xanxus. However, there are still small things there that clearly indicate that you’re the same person.”

“I won’t become like him.”

Haru tilted her head towards him, though he didn’t see as he was determined to keep his attention away from her. “No one knew how you were going to turn out, Xanxus. Neither did I. Believe me. Never in my dreams did I imagine that I’d end up with the leader of the Varia, especially since ten years ago, I still believed that I’d end up with Tsuna-san.”

His shoulders stiffened. “The pathetic piece of trash?”

There was a muffled giggle from her. Past or future, Xanxus would never change his opinion about Tsuna-san. At least not outwardly. “Of course! Tsuna-san and I were friends ten years ago. Well, it was more like a one-sided crush. I really... loved him back then. Or-.”

“But now you’re stuck with me,” Xanxus snarled angrily, wisps of flames starting to form on his shoulders. First he’d lost his position as heir to the Vongola and now he was learning that the woman who was to bear his child was actually someone who had been in loved that that pathetic piece of shit? The situation was fucking stupid and disgraceful. Was this the life his future self had chosen?

There was a soft sigh and Haru shook her head at his words. It didn’t matter what she said to him. Until Xanxus figured everything out for himself, his opinions wouldn’t change. That man was just too stubborn for his own good sometimes. Instead, she busied herself in front of her vanity table, brushing her long brown hair. “I’ve spoken to Squalo-san about the situation and it’s been agreed that your normal duties will be temporarily suspended. We’ll be handling this situation as we would if you were away for whatever reason, meaning Squalo-san will be taking care of any missions that might come your way. I’ll be assisting from time to time on your paperwork and meetings, though most of my time will be taken by my usual responsibilities.”

“And what exactly do you do around here?” he sneered unpleasantly, but Haru was hardly affected by his tone. It wasn’t as though the Xanxus of her time always showered her with compliments and lovely little bits of affection.

“Oh just the usual,” she said, her words somewhat muffled due to the hair tie she was holding between her lips. “I’ll be talking with Verde-san about the security system since I think there might be some holes in it and I’ll be going over with him on some of the projects I’ve initiated within the labs. Before that, I need to meet with some board members that are involved with one of the businesses that the Vongola is invested in.”

“You work in the labs?”

“Sort of,” Haru placed her hair in its usual style and turned her head left and right in front of the mirror to make sure that her hair wasn’t tilted. “I’m involved in several departments within the Vongola: the cyber-security unit, weapons and field technology sector, intelligence work, and sometimes even PR for the Varia and Vongola. Though I guess the last part is more unwillingly because sometimes you and the other boys cause unnecessary grief to the public.”

The last sentence was said with more of an affectionate exasperation if anything. Still, her words did nothing to soothe his scorching scowl. It was impressive, he had to admit, that the woman had so many responsibilities. It spoke even more about her personality and it also gave him a modicum of comfort that his future self, even if he chose a woman who seemed batshit insane, didn’t chose someone beneath someone of his stature.

“And so,” she continued absentmindedly, her mind mentally going through the laundry list of things that she’d have to deal with while her Xanxus was away. Haru rose from her desk and took several steps backwards, spinning around in front of the mirror just to make sure everything was neat and in order. The board members tended to nitpick on even her appearance, always looking down at her and clinging to the ridiculous notion of a ‘woman who slept her way to the top’ spiel. “There’s no need to worry about anything for the five days you’ll be here. I promise I’ll take care of everything.”

Xanxus froze, just as Haru did, when the slender young woman automatically sat down on top of his lap with her hands around his neck as she made her vow. At first, she’d looked up at him in a mixture of adoration and affection, only for her to realize the mistake she’d made. She had been speaking so casually that she’d forgotten what she’d been talking about and who it was that she was talking to. It had been a habit of hers to spontaneously shower Xanxus with affection whenever they had the rare occasion to talk to one another in the morning. The only problem was this Xanxus was the wrong Xanxus.

Her face flushed with embarrassment and her reflexes were temporarily lost her on as she remained rooted in her spot, her arms still adorned around him while one hand was casually touching the base of his neck. It was odd to be staring at the younger version of her lover and she discreetly coughed, hurriedly moving her arms away and scurrying off of his lap. Her hands were locked tightly together behind her and she couldn’t dare to look him in the face.

“I... um... sorry about that. I guess I was just a bit too relaxed there,” she fidgeted a bit and quickly turned away, reaching for her bag that was on top of the bed. “I-I’ll be out of your way now. If you need anything Squalo-san should still be around the base. S-Some of the Varia members have assignments and so... so... I’ll see you around!”

The flustered words were quickly forced out and Haru basically ran for her life out of the room, leaving behind a certain mafioso leader with an unreadable look on his face.

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:::Meanwhile, ten years in the past...:::

Haru remained rooted in her spot, doing her best not to look at any of the occupants in the room, with her fists pressed tightly on top of her knees. There was something really, really terribly wrong with the fact that she was sitting on a fully grown man’s lap (not to mention, a stranger!!) while said man was casually lounging on his chair with a bored look on his face. Granted, he wasn’t doing anything to her and didn’t stop her when she’d scooted until she was basically tethering over the edge of his knees. However, he did clamp his hand around her wrist whenever she’d attempt to get off and pull her back on top of him.

From afar, the Varia could only watch warily, a mixture of horror and amusement on some of their faces at the sight of their much older boss holding a young girl hostage.

“What the fucking hell is going on?” Belphegor couldn’t stop the curses from streamlining out of his mouth. “Who the fuck is that b-?” the insult was immediately retracted when he remembered the terrifying glare he’d gotten from the future version of his boss the last time he’d given the Japanese brat a colorful nickname. “Who is she?!”

“She’s with the brats back in Japan,” Squalo said gruffly with his arms crossed over his chest. There was a noticeable twitch in his eyelid that had remained with him since the moment Haru arrived within their base. “And she’s going to be staying here for the next couple of days.”

“Haru is what?!” this was definitely news to her and Haru made sure she was loud and clear on that, her eyes swiveling towards the grown men who were whispering from far away. Squalo’s inability to comprehend what using an ‘indoor voice’ meant that she’d heard everything he was saying. “I can’t stay here! I-I have to go to school! I don’t even know where I am! Who are you people and why-?”

“You talk too much!” Belphegor snapped irritably before turning back to the vice-commander. “And why the fuck does it matter if she’s here or not? What’s the point of her being here?”

At that, Squalo fell silent. It wasn’t because he didn’t know the answer. It was more along the lines of him unwilling to say anything because saying it out loud would mean acknowledging the truth. Fortunately –or more like unfortunately- for him, Lussuria was more than happy to clear up the confusion.

“It’s because the boss can’t sleep without his woman to cuddle with! Ohohoho!”

Silence filled the entire room, broken only by the sound of Squalo smacking his hand hard against his forehead... followed by the chorus of loud yells of disbelief from both the Varia and Haru.

“What?!”

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::owari?::

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AN: So! This was what I was struggling with when I was trying to post something last week. Hope it was worth the wait! I made 2 posts! :D Also... there's an additional scene. Somehow, during the scene with post-TYL Haru and pre-TYL Xanxus in the bedroom, it had somewhat escalated into something like this....

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::Extra Scene - Outtake::

Haru tilted her head towards him, though he didn’t see as he was determined to keep his attention away from her. “No one knew how you were going to turn out, Xanxus. Neither did I. Believe me. Never in my dreams did I imagine that I’d end up with the leader of the Varia, especially since ten years ago, I still believed that I’d end up with Tsuna-san.”

His shoulders stiffened. “The pathetic piece of trash?”

“Xan-,” there was a slight squeak of surprise as he moved faster than her eyes could catch. One moment he’d been sitting in that chair near the windows and the next he was shoving her still somewhat undressed formed down onto the bed.

Brown eyes stared up at him, slightly alarmed by this development, but he saw no trace of fear. Why? He had her in his mercy! Not to mention, the roaring displeasure that flew through him. This woman, who was deemed his, actually loved that little shit? The woman he’d chosen had another man she’d give her loyalty to?

No, his pride would not allow him to stand for this. Even if he still regarded her to be trash amongst the rest of them, it still did not change that fact that right now, she was his woman and was going to give birth to his child. She would be the mother of his son or daughter, the one who’d raise his offspring to become the next generation of mafioso that’d surpass even the likes of the current one. Her body would house his child for months to come, her body swelling and changing to fit the needs of their unborn babe. There was a part of him inside of her. If anything, he had a larger claim on her than any single person in this entire planet.

He grasped her chin, holding it firmly so that she was looking up to him. And still, there was no fear in those clear and sharp brown orbs. Xanxus leaned in close, straddling her hips while he stared down at her with a gaze that had the intensity of the undying flames that was still gracing his body. “You. Are. Mine.”

Xanxus then sealed his words with a hard kiss against her lips. Haru’s eyes widened in surprise, completely taken by off guard by his sudden action, and didn’t to resist when he tilted her head in order to meld his lips against hers. If anything, it was as though the feel of his lips was an activation of the hormones within her body. The feel of his strong solid body on top of her felt so good that she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her while she opened her mouth, giving entrance to the tongue that had been teasing the seams of her lips.

She moaned into his mouth, loving how he’d harshly tried to domineer her tongue. Xanxus was rarely gentle with her, but this time around, it was as though it was at a whole other level. Understandable seeing as though this Xanxus was not the one more romantically linked to her. Still, there was something thrilling about the way he’d mercilessly kiss her in his usual rough fashion, the hand on her face trailing up to her hair where he’d tightly grab onto her hair and pull at it so that he could regain control over the kiss.

Harsh pants came out of her flushed lips as he broke the kiss, tugging at her hair in order to turn her head to the side, giving him access to her vulnerable neck. Her skin felt so soft under his touch and his other hand eagerly roamed down her gentle curves, enjoying how she’d squirm beneath him with need. Vaguely he felt her pull at his shirt, his jacket having long been discarded since he’d enter the room. Without hesitation, he ripped opened his white dress shirt, the buttons flying to the side while he tossed the ruined material away, his tie easily following suit. Xanxus then lowered himself against her, wanting to feel her bare skin against his own and continued with his splay of kisses on her neck, making sure to leave large and visible marks on her supple skin.

“Xanxus,” she gasped when he sharply nipped her, trailing further downward until he was practically burying his face into her breasts. The bra she’d only put on moments ago was hastily tugged away, the straps snapping under his harsh ministration. She was only given the time to yelp with displeasure before he grabbed her hands, pinning them to the side while he leaned back to take in the sight of her naked and defenseless self before him.

Such an alluring picture she made, her damp hair tousled around the white bed sheets, her puffy lips parted and panting harshly as she gazed up at him with those hazy brown eyes. And then she spoke. “W... We should stop.”

“Why?” he inquired huskily, leaning forward in order to nuzzle into the silken skin of her breasts. The touch instantly drew a reaction, her breasts hardening while her nipples pebbled. She wanted more than just a teasing touch. Her body remembered all those heated moments with her Xanxus and the lightest touch from this current one was more than enough to make her anticipate another repeat of those times.

“You’re going... to regret this,” the last portion of the sentence came out in a breathless whimper when he licked the underside of her sensitive breasts. She squirmed under the teasing ministration of his tongue, but he held her steady and still beneath him, leaving her merciless to his demands. “If this... If this is an ego thing, you better stop. Or –ah!- I-I’m going to get a-a-a-!”

Her words were lost as a hot mouth latched onto her breast, encasing the pert nipple in a burning heat that made her cry out in a mix of aggravation and satisfaction. The fact that he was actually giving her more was so good, but at the same time, frustrating because she wanted to wake herself up from this haze of lust. Why was she even like this anyways? She’d barely started in her first trimester and she and her Xanxus had slaked more than enough of their hunger last night before the current one had appeared.

It grew progressively harder to think as Xanxus worried her nipple between his teeth, a loud moan brewing from her throat while she squirmed harder against his hold. She struggled to free her hands, but there was no breaking from his grip. Instead, she began to buck her hips upward, grinding herself against the maddeningly hard arousal that had been brushing against her this entire time.

He growled harshly and she shuddered at the feel of the vibrations.

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AN: And that is how far I got before deciding against this scene, haha. Also, increased libido during pregnancy actually occurs more later on in the first trimester and in the second, but I tweaked it a bit just for this little smut scene that almost happened. I don’t know where it came from, but it happened... ^__^ so there you go, haha.

Hope you guys enjoyed this~~

Prequel: X86 - Katekyo Hitman Reborn - Sleep Rituals