Precession
A Heavy Want Series
Warnings: BL, Yaoi, Explicit.
Tsuna panted as the other man's long, calloused fingers trailed slowly, ever so slowly down his sides, before returning and sliding their way up just as agonizingly slowly as before, shifting his green shirt in the process. The hands slowly travelled upwards again with the added pressure of blunted nails. Only this time the travelled up the middle of his chest, their owner watching with amusement in his dark, dark eyes as Tsuna panted beneath them.
"Enjoying this so much already, Dame-Tsuna? I haven't done anything yet." Came a heavy timbre voice, which resonated deep within Tsuna's chest, making a small tremble go through his limbs.
Suddenly Tsuna felt his lips being bitten and sucked, not aware of exactly when his eyes had shifted shut, thoroughly distracted from the hands that quickly, subtly removed his clothing as he messily tried to reciprocate.
It was only when the cold room's air swirled around his quickly increasing, most sensitive area that, with a massive, shuddering breath, Tsuna broke the kiss, realizing his nakedness. He flushed, pulling himself half-upright babbling.
"W-wait! I-I don't t-think-"
Instead of replying, the other man's hand pushed him down, taking Tsuna's member in hand while covering his mouth with his own. Tsuna was sure he was being washed away, and if he didn't take a breath soon he'd pass out caught under the onslaught of touches and affection. Although air suddenly seemed unnecessary, as when the pumping of his member got faster and tighter, the older man's head lifted, allowing the air that Tsuna desperately needed.
Tsuna lost track of almost everything, but the attempts to breath despite the fact that the sheer pleasure seemed to restrict his breathing to gasps and light, fluttering moans.
Then, without warning, his member was engulfed completely into a wet, warm cavern, sucking and pressuring, making him want to explode.
"Re- Reborn!"
Tsuna sat bolt upright in his bed, barely able to muffle the cry from the real world as he woke. He sat for a moment, before realizing the mess he had created with his dream.
Flushing with embarrassment and constantly increasing shame, he grabbed his high school uniform and headed to the bathroom, despite the fact that the sun was still twenty minutes from rising.
It had been less than a week since the Arcobaleno had returned to their original forms, the process having taken three years after breaking the curse. Reborn had become the tall, dark man that he had been, and Tsuna, who had already been having troubles with the images of the teenaged Reborn had found himself crushing badly on the number one hitman.
And Tsuna was in denial. Even if he wasn't, he still wouldn't say anything.
He hoped.
Still, the fact that Tsuna would deny everything any time he was questioned, did not help how hard it was to be around Reborn.
Both mentally and physically.
Tsuna sighed, having delayed as much as he could before having to go downstairs unless he wanted to get bitten to death by Hibari.
He murderously squashed the stray thought that he would not mind if someone else with that wonderful, dark expresso scent bit him instead.
A/N: Taking all and any prompts, both for the one-shot series and for other pairings.