KHR fanfiction
-Indecent-
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5 Years later | Gender Bender | Fem!Tsuna | 1827 | Heavy Fluff
In the quiet privacy of her room, Tsuna was struggling out of her sweater. It finally granted her partial release when her head popped free from within it's confinement. It was then that the brunette noticed the sudden appearance of an intruder in a her room. An all too familiar black haired boy was leaning against the windowsill of her room, the sky behind him illuminated by the setting sun and dotted with the occasional cloud.
"Heeeee!" Tsuna screamed in shock at the surprise. Not the typical girly scream either, this was something more guttural, unrefined. She immediately tried to cover herself with the sweater that still had her arms stuck in it, making an awkward ordeal out of her efforts. As if her body felt the need to embarrass her even more, it quickly turned the color of a ripe tomato. The blush spread from her cheeks down her neck and shoulders, because when Tsuna blushes, her whole body blushes with her.
"H-Hibari-san, when did you, how?" Tsuna stammered over the words while her brain overcame its initial shocked state, her eyes flickered over to the boy and then to the open window. "Right." She sighed.
Of course the prefect wouldn't use the door, he practically only used windows. Especially Tsuna's window now that they were a couple, plus neither of them wanted the hassle of Nana knowing every time that Hibari came by, let alone that Reborn knew. They wouldn't get a moment of privacy. However, Tsuna would like a warning before the boy decided to creep up on her. To Tsuna's relief her blush started to recede. "You could have let me know you were coming over." She said.
"But then I'd miss this." Hibari smirked in amusement as he vaguely gestured to Tsuna.
The brunette then realized that she was still standing there, half clothed in her sweatshirt and shorts. She was practically half naked by now. Her blush decided to come back with full force as she hastily continued her struggle with the sweater, except now in reverse to put it back on. Once her head poked through the right hole she automatically attempted to flatten her hair that went flying in all directions. Tsuna caught the prefect smirking at the display she was putting up and heaved a sigh. "I'm sorry, I'm a mess." She said as she gave up on her efforts to look presentable.
A smile tugged at Hibari's lips and he walked over to her in two quick steps. Tsuna looked at him, half pouting from under her eyelashes as the prefect gently raked a hand through her hair. He then leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Allow me to mess you up even more."
Tsuna instantly felt embarrassment wash over her at that and promptly blushed so hard she hoped she didn't catch fire. Apparently Hibari was in a very good mood today.
"H-Hibari-san, y-you can't just say such things." She stammered.
"Hm?" The raven hooked his index finger through hers and tugged, lightly, asking her to follow. She answered by trailing after him as he walked towards the bed. He let her go as he took his place upon the sheets, crosslegged and resting his back against the wall. He patted the space between his legs, "Why not?" He asked in relevance to Tsuna's remark earlier.
Tsuna stubbornly stayed standing at the side of her bed, eyeing the pale orange sheets with hesitation. "I guess it's because it sounds indecent." She then mumbled in answer. Her hands gripped the edge of her sweater, stretching the fabric over her shorts in an subconscious attempt to cover herself up more. She never was one for showing much skin, not even in front of her boyfriend.
"Then let us be indecent." Hibari said suddenly. He smirked while saying it too. Tsuna instantly pursed her lips together in silent judgement but it didn't have the desired effect as she felt what was left of her composure crumble away. Hibari could be incredibly embarrassing at times. Tsuna slowly sank to the floor in a crouch and put her reddening face into her hands. She made a barely audible sound of frustration as she resented her bashful nature right now. She caught the prefect smirking at her play through her fingers and she huffed in defiance. No way she was going to let him get away with this. She slowly managed to compose herself as she stood back up. Then without looking she resolutely put one knee on the bed and leaned forwards onto the bed. Basically, she was crawling over to Hibari. Tsuna didn't make eye contact while she sat in his lap, her legs folded up on either side of Hibari's. Hibari didn't protest although his muscles did faintly tense at the sudden bodily contact.
After waiting for Hibari to relax, Tsuna put her hands against his shoulders and for a moment just took in the warmth that seeped through Hibari's usual white shirt. The prefect leaned in to steal a kiss but Tsuna wouldn't have it. She lightly pushed him back as she glanced up at him from under her bangs with eyes that glistened like fireflies in the night sky. It was like they said, wait your turn. Hibari paused, tensed and relaxed again. His hands moved from where they propping him up on the bedsheets to lightly flutter against Tsuna's bare legs. A subconscious movement. His fingers were calloused and rough but Hibari's touching was always gentle and soft. Tsuna smiled a bit, a small, loving smile, as she moved her hands to push Hibari's ever present jacket off his shoulders. The fabric fell obediently down onto the bed as Hibari leaned forward again, asking. This time Tsuna answered and pressed her lips against his, softly, swiftly. They gazed into each others eyes for a moment, steely grey locked with warm caramel. They sought hesitation, unwillingness but only found contentment, permission and an underlying desire. A desire to touch and be touched, to explore. To feel, to connect.
That was how their relationship worked. Tsuna and Hibari never really voiced their feelings, they found them in other ways. In body language, in quick glances and lasting gazes. They had learned through trial and error how to read each other. It required a lot of patience but they both had that in abundance. It was more than simple watching and observing with them though. As Tsuna's Cloud guardian Hibari had certain privileges, a certain connection with the brunette. A connection that could be utilized on both ways. A bridge between them, feral and intuitive. That helped them convey their feelings, their wants, their desires even.
Tsuna wouldn't deny that her hyper intuition surely helped too.
Tsuna trailed her fingers down Hibari's arms, to his hands, lightly feathering them across his skin, earning goosebumps as they kissed. Tsuna felt like she was melting into him and no doubt that Hibari felt the same. Her hands continued to wander back up his arms, over his shoulders and then Tsuna couldn't resist to rake one hand up his neck and into his hair. She loved the feel of his hair, it was soft and thick and clean and strong and smelled like the outside air, like it carried the wind with it.
They broke the kiss to catch their breath and Tsuna snuggled her face into his neck, where she could smell his scent the best. Hibari always smelled like tatami mats and old books and laundry detergent and a faint underlying metallic tang. She felt him moving his hand up now, to her sides and under her sweater, hesitantly at first but when Tsuna didn't react he proceeded to feel her skin, his hands lingering on her lower back.
Tsuna didn't mind, in fact she liked the touch. She placed the hand that wasn't buried in Hibari's hair onto his chest. She could feel the rhythmic bumping inside and took a moment to close her eyes and focus on it. It felt strong and steady. She also felt the rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. Long breaths, deep ones. She felt herself feeling drowsy being focused on it. She stirred, not wanting to fall asleep. She pressed a light kiss against his neck.
Hibari made a small sound, a lovely sound of contentment. He snuggled his face into Tsuna's hair and continued exploring the space of her back. He worked his way up slowly but surely, like he was taking in every single inch of her form. Appreciating every bump of scar tissue and locking it away in his memory. He stroked every imperfection and lingered a while when he bumped up against the big X scar. He didn't hesitate or move away, he just accepted it as he moved along.
Tsuna meanwhile had begun playing with the buttons on his shirt while melting into Hibari's attentions. She had succeeded in opening the top button but for the rest of the time she was just pushing her fingers through the gaps in-between, lazily feeling the skin underneath.
Their relationship worked perfectly, against all odds, against what others might say about them. Tsuna might be a coward and little bit dense at times but she never gave up anymore. She was determined now, more than ever to protect the ones she loves. In that aspect Hibari was quite similar, he protects what he holds dear. In the beginning that was just the general town of Namimori, but now it was all that and by extension also the Vongola Famiglia and Tsuna specifically. Not just because he was her guardian, but because he intimately cares about her.
As time passed by and trials were over won, Tsuna and Hibari had found that they were more alike than they had initially expected. They grew closer and closer until somehow close enough to want more than friendship. There was something about them, about each other that drew them together. Tsuna found that especially true when they started to get serious. Hibari didn't do anything half hearted, so he didn't play around. Tsuna found that immensely reassuring. Because she didn't want to be a fling or anything that simple. Her feelings were real and it was hard enough for her to open up to someone about them. But Hibari had been there for her, understood how she felt and reciprocated her feelings. He let her open up to him on her own terms, never rushing her, never pushing her and then he admitted to feeling the same way.
They were serious about what they had. Even though some others weren't that happy with it. They proved time and time again that what they had was real. Even if they were both completely inexperienced and it was all really just touch and feel where they were going with it.
Being in Hibari's arms like this was something that Tsuna treasured immensely. He always felt like coming home. He may be a cloud but he never strayed that far. She could rely on him, always. And he could rely on her too.
Tsuna shuddered when Hibari traced her spine from between her shoulder blades down to where her shorts began. She felt his fingers follow every single bulb of bone, ever so gently but with enough pressure for him to commit it to memory. Tsuna stirred and moved to kiss the Demon of Namimori again. Her right hand still in his hair as her other one snaked down to his hips and then up again, under the light fabric of his shirt to feel the warm skin beneath. She stopped her hand for a second, asking if it was okay to proceed. He hummed a hasty approval into her mouth and she gone and went to feel his back. There was a scar just poking up alongside his hip towards his spine. She followed it as she completely melted into him. She felt their breaths quicken and their heartbeats with it. A light dusting of red spread along her cheeks and neck as she began to feel warm. Hibari's hand brushed against the clasp of her bra and in all honesty, Tsuna was okay with that thing gone for the moment. It was just when their kiss started to deepen that the door suddenly slammed open and a familiar, deadly tone echoed through the room.
"Sawada Tsunayoshi and Hibari Kyoya, don't pretend like I don't know what you're doing in here." Reborn glowered down them, a look which promised imminent death.
Tsuna hastily scrambled backwards off the bed, half tripping and half stammering excuses. Her whole body turned red in embarrassment of being caught when having a moment. She just wanted to die right there.
Hibari reacted much differently as he immediately charged at Reborn the moment when Tsuna had left his lap. His expression that of furious revenge. Reborn, of course, blocked easily. Now that the man was in his adult form he was much more intimidating, especially now that he was angry. He was like an overprotective dad. Tsuna sighed and grabbed her shoes as Hibari came rushing back in the room, grabbed her wrist and pulled her with him out the window. This was a routine by now.