Reborn! Anon Kink Meme!

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The Katekyou Hitman Reborn! Kink Meme 3!
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Just Disturbing Enough to Work Pt 1

[anonymous]

There was an odd quiet in the house of the Primo Vongola. Normally silence would resound in the midnight hours, but for the last three months - with the presence of new life in their family - it was considered commonplace for the howls Giotto Vongola’s first born son to make himself known.

Currently, however, Giotto’s lovely wife was unable to sleep, and was thus holding the small infant soothingly in her arms, rocking him back and forth and humming a few Japanese tunes that she still remembered.

Giotto Vongola had swept her off her feet at the tender age of fifteen, bringing her young body to womanhood and claiming her for his own. At sixteen, she had been married and had moved away from everyone and everything she knew to move to Italy and become to wife of a dangerous man.

She had never regretted it.

“Hush,” she whispered as her baby started to fuss, turning in her arms and gumming at his lips.

Smiling indulgently, she pulled down her night gown and placed the small mouth to her tender nipple, allowing the boy to feed from her body.

Her humming continued as the child fed and she felt the ache of her breasts ease a bit. When she felt he was done, she moved him off and bounced him over her shoulder, making sure he wouldn’t choke, and went back to rocking the small boy soothingly.

“My lady,” a voice said from the doorway, and Tsuna turned to face one of the strange ‘men’ that served her husband.

“Evening, Reborn,” she said, offering a hand to him, which he used to climb lithely up her body and perch in the crook her arm that wasn’t currently holding her offspring.

“You and Giotto made a lovely child,” Reborn complimented, his eyes scanning over the baby’s face for a trace of some flaw that couldn’t be found.

The boy had his father’s blond hair, with his parent’s amber eyes. His limbs were pale like moonlight - a trait shared by both parents - but his nose was purely Tsuna’s. She smiled whenever she saw it, happy that her child shows signs of herself along wit her beloved.

“Thank you, he is wonderful,” Tsuna agreed, a beaming smile on her face betrayed by a yawn.

“He should be fine for the night, you should go back to sleep… Giotto is wondering where you are,” Reborn informed her, and she sighed, knowing how overprotective Giotto was at times, especially with the baby around.

“I take it he’s still working?” she asked as she stood up, placing her child back in its crib and making sure the baby-monitor was working properly, before gently mostly-closing the door and starting back towards the bedroom she shared with her husband with Reborn still clutched in her arms.

“Yes, he will probably be with his Guardians until morning. Should I leave you?” he asked as they reached the Master bedroom.

“I wouldn’t object to some company right now, and my arms feel naked without something to hold,” she said, a blush flushing across her cheeks.

Tsuna Sawada had been a lovely young girl, brash, ignorant and breathtaking in her tomboyish stupidity. Tsuna Vongola was graceful, lean and had a mean right hook. She knew how to wield a gun and take care of herself, but still enjoyed being pampered by her husband and his loyal family.

Truly, she was one of them most of the time, participating in meetings and objecting to her husband putting himself in danger, often going along on the more ‘interesting’ missions.

Lately, with the baby, however, Giotto had been keeping her far away from any kind of action, wanting to make sure that their family would grow strong and that no tragedy would befall them at such a tender stage.

Despite agreeing with him, everyone in the family knew that Tsuna wouldn’t allow it for long. She was a woman of action underneath her dainty exterior and often surprised everyone in the family with her ideas and sheer strength of will. Reborn had been tempted more than once to use his specialty bullets on her, to see if she was as ravishing with the flame spouting from her proud brow and her body doused in calm, cool righteousness.

“I will stay,” Reborn agreed, wishing for the millionth time that he wasn’t cursed and that he may have pursued this woman once upon a time, even though that would forever be impossible now.