Reborn! - [One-liners]
From this meme, still going.
Lussuria/Ryouhei - work out
As Lussuria's hand traced down Ryohei's chest, the boxer started to get the feeling that this dare had gone way to far. He jerked back, head hitting the wall, "I DON'T THINK THIS IS GOING TO WORK OUT TO THE LIMIT!"
Squallo/Xanus - feathers
Squallo's touches were precise and feather-light as he worked down the other man's chest, careful not to spring his hair-trigger temper. Unfortunately, the effect seemed to be just the opposite as Xanxus slammed a knee to Squallo's crotch.
"If I wanted a fuck with foreplay, I'd ask Lussuria," Xanxus grumbled.
Squallo/Bel - It won't stop dripping
Squallo pulled away, making a face at the bitter taste of Belphegor's spunk that had come in a surprisingly large burst for the smaller assassin. He swallowed with a grimace and leaned forward to start lapping up the rest when he realized Belphegor was giggling to himself.
"What!?" he shouted, drawing away from the softening cock.
"I- It won't stop dripping," Belphegor laughed, reaching down to smear come across Squallo's cheek.
".... Just shut up."
Bel/Squallo + lucky charms
Squallo shifted back in the chair, letting Belphegor's more agile hands do the work in removing his clothes. Jacket and shirt fell in the wake of the smaller assassin, defeated by a speed only arousal or personal danger could induce. It was a pity the feel of Belphegor's hands finally against his bare chest was ruined by the sticky feeling of what had to be from Belphegor's latest eating fascination.
"Uooi!" Squallo grumbled, fumbling to grab the other's black coat and drag him off, "At least wash your hands before you- Augh."
Mukuro/Chrome + Srs Bsns
Chrome leaned back in her chair, biting her nail almost absently as she studied the computer screen. Sometimes even she forgot that her body parts weren't exactly real. Sometimes she even preferred it.
"Mukuro-sama?" she asked, in the quiet of the hotel room she was sharing with her other half's subordinates. "What does it mean when they say the internet is srs bsns?"
The voice in her head went silent for a few seconds before coming in blunt and clear, "Chrome, I believe it means you need to get off the internet."
Xanxus/Squallo + Shatter
He couldn't see the other as they gathered up his body, torn and abused by flames he couldn't control and rings that wouldn't accept him. Squallo didn't see him in the weeks afterwards as they were each tried for their crimes and found in want.
But, when he did see Xanxus, the torn skin beginning to heal and scar, Squallo knew he'd do what he always did. He'd bite his tongue and pick up the pieces.
Shamal/Gokudera + mid-range weapon
Shamal drew the struggling teen closer to his chest, dark stubble irritating Gokudera's cheek as he chuckled, "You feel that? That's my mid-range weapon."
Lussuria/Ryouhei - work out
As Lussuria's hand traced down Ryohei's chest, the boxer started to get the feeling that this dare had gone way to far. He jerked back, head hitting the wall, "I DON'T THINK THIS IS GOING TO WORK OUT TO THE LIMIT!"
Squallo/Xanus - feathers
Squallo's touches were precise and feather-light as he worked down the other man's chest, careful not to spring his hair-trigger temper. Unfortunately, the effect seemed to be just the opposite as Xanxus slammed a knee to Squallo's crotch.
"If I wanted a fuck with foreplay, I'd ask Lussuria," Xanxus grumbled.
Squallo/Bel - It won't stop dripping
Squallo pulled away, making a face at the bitter taste of Belphegor's spunk that had come in a surprisingly large burst for the smaller assassin. He swallowed with a grimace and leaned forward to start lapping up the rest when he realized Belphegor was giggling to himself.
"What!?" he shouted, drawing away from the softening cock.
"I- It won't stop dripping," Belphegor laughed, reaching down to smear come across Squallo's cheek.
".... Just shut up."
Bel/Squallo + lucky charms
Squallo shifted back in the chair, letting Belphegor's more agile hands do the work in removing his clothes. Jacket and shirt fell in the wake of the smaller assassin, defeated by a speed only arousal or personal danger could induce. It was a pity the feel of Belphegor's hands finally against his bare chest was ruined by the sticky feeling of what had to be from Belphegor's latest eating fascination.
"Uooi!" Squallo grumbled, fumbling to grab the other's black coat and drag him off, "At least wash your hands before you- Augh."
Mukuro/Chrome + Srs Bsns
Chrome leaned back in her chair, biting her nail almost absently as she studied the computer screen. Sometimes even she forgot that her body parts weren't exactly real. Sometimes she even preferred it.
"Mukuro-sama?" she asked, in the quiet of the hotel room she was sharing with her other half's subordinates. "What does it mean when they say the internet is srs bsns?"
The voice in her head went silent for a few seconds before coming in blunt and clear, "Chrome, I believe it means you need to get off the internet."
Xanxus/Squallo + Shatter
He couldn't see the other as they gathered up his body, torn and abused by flames he couldn't control and rings that wouldn't accept him. Squallo didn't see him in the weeks afterwards as they were each tried for their crimes and found in want.
But, when he did see Xanxus, the torn skin beginning to heal and scar, Squallo knew he'd do what he always did. He'd bite his tongue and pick up the pieces.
Shamal/Gokudera + mid-range weapon
Shamal drew the struggling teen closer to his chest, dark stubble irritating Gokudera's cheek as he chuckled, "You feel that? That's my mid-range weapon."