One peaceful morning, a man slept on his bed without a care in the world. Having long since forgotten the rude wake-up calls his home tutor once showered him with, the Vongola Decimo awoke to the sound of birds chirping. He decided to stay there on his comfortable bed some more… until the locked door was forced open and he heard the one voice that traumatized him.
"Dame-Tsuna… wake up now. You are not getting away from your duties."
Sawada Tsunayoshi, Vongola Decimo, twenty-four years old, saw his one and only living nightmare- the hitman Reborn. Adult version of course- Fate wants her amusement and Reborn in the body of an adult is more than capable to give it to her.
Advancing like a feline that has found his prey, the hitman sat alarmingly close to the half-asleep man on the bed. Said man buried his face on the pillows to evade the light's and Reborn's glare.
"Do I have to wake you up?" said Reborn and with his tone it seems that that was what he wanted. He must have found a good way to torture Tsuna.
When no answer came, the hitman deposed his fedora on the bedside table. Bending forward with his mouths mere centimeters away from the man and a hand removing his tie while the other worked it's way under the covers and the sky's shirt, a cry of terror pierced through the room, courtesy of Tsunayoshi.
"W-what are you doing?!? Reborn, get off!" a clearly distressed and panicked tone came from under the covers.
"Nothing more than waking you up." If that tone wasn't amused, then Tsuna was clearly loosing it. And thus, the sky's pants were pulled off as a few other article of clothing from both the men.
Mouths crashed in a rough kiss, a large hand teased a nipple while the other headed south. In the midst of the feelings, it took the fingers touching a place which it shouldn't and which it certainly shouldn't go in to make Tsuna understand what was going to happen.
Goodness, did he regret not getting up. At least, he found this torture more, dare he admit it, pleasuring than anything he did before.
Some days, Tsuna wonders why he forces himself to wake up so soon in the morning and get to his office.
Those days he remembers Reborn's new method of waking him up and he can't help but to not want to go through them again. He doesn't feel like having a sore rear end for the rest of the day.
Not rare are those days in which he sleeps in on purpose.
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Reviews would be nice~ I think that I should stick to D18… seems easier for me to write… Constructive criticism for this drabble would be much appreciated.