We know why you're smiling, Mukuro-kun... kufufu...
So, ummm, I fail at life. And staying anonymous. I just don't like being anonomous...
HAVE SOME (kinda?) PORN.
Title: Rival Schools
Author: Kannachan27
Fandom/Pairing: Katekyo Hitman Reborn / TYL!Hibari/TYL!Chrome
Summary: Hibari convinces Chrome to wear Namichuu's uniform.
“H-Hibari-san, don't you think we're too old to be playing dress up?”
Hibari raised a slender eyebrow at the question, but didn't answer, preferring instead to observe Chrome as she self-consciously pulled the skirt down farther. She had gained weight over the years but was still far too slim and malnourished to wear a simple high school girl's uniform without a belt.
“You were the one who wanted to do this, I recall.” Chrome easily picked out the lilting tease in his voice and flushed a pretty pink color. Oh, but it was true... to an extent.
She hadn't known that he would make her wear an actual school girl's uniform when she'd suggested it. She had thought that it would be, you know, in her size instead of the size of a child. She should have been more specific when she said she would do it, she supposed.
Honestly, she was tired of attempting to make the outfit look less obscene. And Hibari just sat there, on the couch that he still - still! - viewed as his throne, his legs crossed and staring at her. His hot gaze just made her face heat up farther.
“Th-the least you could do would be to wear the boy's uniform, you know...” she averted her eyes, focusing instead on the ribbon tied to her uniform shirt, “you're not making it fair, wearing the same thing you usually do...”
Hibari said nothing to that, instead choosing to watch her fix the unfamiliar uniform wordlessly. When he decided that she was dressed enough, he had her stand near him as he let his eyes roam over her body. Her knees were still knobby, like they had been when she had worn the Kokuyo uniform, and the rest of her body was still not up to his standards, but it would do.
“You should have been in Namichuu,” he growled, enjoying the confusion she showed when he spoke. Instead of answering her, he pulled her down on top of him and started their little game. He could only take so much before he snapped, and she looked so much better in his clothes than Mukuro's.
He did not tell her until later, when she was comfortably - or uncomfortably, depending on who's side you chose to see - seated on Hibari's lap, her throat the man's newest victim, already sporting red marks from his razor sharp teeth.
Her eyes were closed and her mind half-gone when she heard his answer to the unasked question - an answer that she was not sure she wanted to hear.
“You should have been in Namimori with me instead of in Kokuyo with Mukuro...” his fingers tightened on her hips as he pulled her down to grind against him, “you look so much better in my uniform...”
She smiled and decided that she could enjoy Hibari's little games, his possessiveness.
Title: Dangerous Attraction
Author: Kannachan27
Fandom: Katekyou Hitman REBORN!
Pairing: Mukuro/Haru
Rating: R-ish?
Warnings: undescriptive sex
Summary: Haru knew that Mukuro was a dangerous man, but she couldn't help wanting him.
She didn't know why she always searched him out, tried to be with him. She knew that he was bad, knew it on an instinctual level, on an intellectual level - had to know because this was the man who had tried to kill her beloved Tsuna-san more than once - but she always sought him out.
It wasn't as if Haru was crazy, nothing like that. She still loved her Tsuna-san, still loved him with all her heart, and she knew that Mukuro is a Very Bad Man, capital letters and everything needed. It was just...
Every time she thought about him, her heart started to beat quickly and she had to fight back the urge to moan at the images that flashed through her mind - her, pressed against the hard ground and him on top of her, nudging her legs apart with his knee, not gentle at all. Him, pressing into her so suddenly that she had to bite her lip until it bled to stop herself from crying out, but it did nothing against the tears that fell because of the pain - and she knew that she needed to stop.
But it was when Tsuna mentioned it to her, idly, one afternoon that Mukuro is back in Namimori that she decided to pay him a visit, try to convince herself, once and for all, that these dreams were nothing more than just dreams.
She supposes that her desire to convince herself that it all meant nothing was, once again, the reason she was being pushed against a wall and her skirt was being pushed away like it wasn't even there and - oh, maybe it wasn't there after all, because suddenly Mukuro was inside her and she couldn't breathe.
When he was finished with her, she was bruised and bleeding and her hair was a mess, but he looked no worse for wear. His mismatched eyes were bright and his smile was all sharp angles and it sounded like he was mocking her with every word that he spoke. Each time, he warned her in a voice that made it clear that he didn't care about her, or this arrangement.
“Don't come back here again, little girl.” that's all that he ever said to her afterward.
But she couldn't stop herself. Maybe it was knowing that he was bad, that he wasn't perfect. Maybe it was the knowledge that he could kill her in an instant if he really wanted to. It didn't matter why she did it anymore. All she knew was that, no matter how badly he hurt her - and sometimes he hurt her pretty badly during their encounters - she couldn't stop herself from going back to him, from wanting him.
When she was with him, all that existed was her want for him, for the violence and the sex. Everything else didn't seem to matter when she was with him, and there was a small thought that plagued her, in the back of her mind - maybe this time will be the last. Even as that thought was silenced, her mouth was moving and she was begging him. Fuck me, she'd say. And he would.
....yes, I realize my LJ cut failed up there. I also know that if I try to fix it, it will all screw up ;~;