Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or any of the characters.

Warning: Not beta'd and pretty much just a draft, whoops.

This routine had turned into an unexpected one, that was for sure. And if anyone ever found out about this dirty deed, Mammon would be utterly mortified. But, she could never find the will in herself to stop.

Her hands roamed around her breasts, the crisp bills running against her pale skin as two fingers pinching a pert and tight nipple, a squeal of pleasure slipping from thin lips. One delicate set of digits trailed down her stomach, her arm grazing the smooth flesh and tossling a few bills from their position. Her found found their destination, gliding over short pubic hair as a finger tentatively snaked down to add pressure onto her clitoris. A shaky moan raked through her body, the hand on her breast moving to the other and giving a squeeze, collecting the money and pressing it flush against his flat chest.

The finger that was previously stimulating her clitorial region ghosted over once more before curling up into her hand. Her body shifted as Mammon sat up, lust filling her eyes as she stared at the multi-coloured bills on her purple sheets, spreading out the money before lying on her stomach, lifting her body a bit as he ass waved in the air; her breasts pressing against the scratchy material.

Two hands reached back immediately once she was settled, one prodding at her quivering entrance and another rubbing against her most pleasurable area; gasping out in both pleasure and shock as a finger slid through her walls, blushing a bit at the lewd sounds. The former Arcobaleno's body slid around on the cash, causing her to moan loudly at the feeling of her earned rewards rubbing against her body. Mammon's finger that squelched inside herself started moving, causing her to squirm and moan while two other digits pinched and pulled at her clitoris, almost screaming when she smelled the scent of freshly pressed money; urging her body to push into the now two fingers that slid in and out of her wet caverns.

"Ah!" Mammon silently chastised herself for making such a loud sound, hoping nobody had heard her, stopping her motions for a moment before deciding no one was around and continued, panting softly at the vigorous work.

Angling her two fingers a certain way, the female cried out, arching her back and rocking against her fingers with enthusiasm, soft mumbles and grunts escaping parted lips. The fingers on her clitoris released, moving to steady herself, the digits grabbing a handful of cash and began to rub it against her chest, stomach, and neck before bringing it up to her nose and inhaling. Screaming at another perfectly angled hit, her fingers began moving at a rapid speed; her noises choked and muffled by the money she held up to her mouth, the scent making her feel lightheaded and she felt her feminine juices release, pumping a few more times before she fell forehead, the fingers slipping out of her womanhood and trailing up the silk sheets.

Still lightheaded and drowsy from her high, she wiped away the sweat matted hair from her face, rolling over in her naked glory; her pale hips jutting out as she lay across the many bills, falling into a deep slumber.

And when she dreamed, she dreamt of counting all her precious bills, going to her bank and rolling into the thousands upon thousands of dollars and coins; feeling the papery fabric against her skin-

Waking with a jolt, she gave a groan, realizing she was incredibly aroused yet again.

Greed would be the death of her.