Rating: M - Short PWP; bit of OOC.
Disclaimer: Amano Akira-sensei owns Reborn! and all its characters; I solely us them for writing funtimes.
Author's Note: It has, admittedly, been a while since I've been struck with an epiphany that I actually liked. This is one of the few. Feedback is always loved~.
Tsuna, for the love of God almighty, simply could not bring himself to do anything but stare and blush the brightest red he ever had. Gokudera, who was to his right, merely spared a glance at Xanxus' exposed extremities before quirking a brow and smirking. Really, the Varia leader had some extreme methods in expressing his dominance.
Even so, perhaps he was pushing it too far with having Squalo —
"Well?" He grunted irritably.
When neither answered, still transfixed on his subordinate's current ministrations, he smirked as he bucked his hips into the surrounding orifice, causing all three to look up at him.
"What did you want?" He pursued, but it was clear he was amused as Tsuna only managed to blurt out incoherencies.
Erecting his back, like a challenge, Gokudera replied, "We need to know what you intend to do over the matter of —"
However, before he could continue, his Juudaime went rigid when the silverette currently occupying Xanxus' arousal began to whine against the appendage.
Flush turning darker, the young Vongola-to-be turned into Hayato's chest, pleading to leave as he tugged on the latter's shirtsleeve. Barely able to hold back his mirth from the audacity of it all, the silverette complied as he escorted his Juudaime from the office. He only turned once to mutter to Xanxus "Cocky bastard", purely amazed, before closing the door shut.
Throwing his head back, the brunette barked out a laughing fit as his hands found their way to long, silver tresses. A line of cursing, body trembling and tensing replaced his hysterics briefly, before his mirth died down to soft chuckles. He released his grip on his subordinate's hair shortly thereafter, smirk waning to a smile briefly.
Breaths coming in short pants, Squalo got off his knees before he began straddling his Boss, frown marring his features.
Xanxus could only counter with a smirk and a sharp "What?"
His tactics Vice-captain gripped his tuxedo harshly, but the grin playing on both of their features supported how aroused both were.
"You planned that, didn't you?" He remarked, lucidly surprised.
Xanxus merely grunt as he began tugging off Squalo's leather pants.
Leaning close, the silverette nipped his lips playfully as he slowly sheathed Xanxus' erection, breath catching when the brunette whispered in his ear.
"Tell them who's best." Xanxus enticed, voice deeper and huskier.
And vociferate his Boss' name Squalo did.