Lucky me

Warnings: This fic is slash (yaoi/BL/boy x boy) and contains lemon scenes, maybe a little bit OOC

Pairing: tyl!Mukuro x tly!Hibari x Mukuro (Mukuro/s is/are uke/s)

Disclaimer: I neither own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! nor the characters. If I did I wouldn´t have to write this.

This is my first fanfic ever so I beg you to not be that hard on me. Because English is not my first language and I have no beta reader I would be thankful if you could point out any mistakes.

Enjoy!

Slowly opening the door Hibari Kyoya enters the dimly, only from candles illuminated room. He has never seen it before but that was no surprise – even if he was proud at being able to see through nearly every illusion his were a completely other story.

Slowly looking around the raven haired man began to take in his surroundings, pointedly ignoring the quite noises around him.

The room was moderately big- enough to hold a bed and couches before a small fireplace but small enough to go unnoticed if suddenly appearing. The walls were painted in a deep violet that made him shudder in disgust - being quite sure that this was the point.

The flames of the fireplace and candles let shadows in all possible and impossible forms dance through the room, a little but surly intended hint that this wasn't real.
The second could be seen at the side opposite of the fireplace in form of a window showing the deepest night with a beautiful full moon – not only was it barley evening but the entry was also surrounded by other doors.

A little bit unwillingly the cloud guardian let his sight wander to the big, also violet, four-poster bed with drawn curtains – the source of the noises. It was easily to recognise them as moans.
Feeling anger walling up at the pit of his stomach, Hibari looked down at the card in his hand.

At nine in my chamber. Be punctual.

That was it - no name, nothing. Not that it was hard to guess from who it was seeing that it was given to him by Chrome and he was the only one absent at the clouds birthday party.

He rolled his eyes as he thought back to this afternoon. Swearing that he would bit whoever dared to tell their "boss" of this day to death.

That little herbivore did it smart, first using Kusakabe to bring him to the room and later the baby to make him stay, he admitted grudgingly.

So he had to waste this day watching the herbivores congratulating him either happily or teeth grinding, opening presents that already lay in his bin
(except the caring for small animals book he had gotten from Yamamoto) and later watching them getting drunk in his name.

As he was about to leave the girl tucked at his sleeve, shoving the card in his hand and mumbling "from your lover".

Lover. He let the word resound in his mind. It was the worst but probably the only way to describe their relationship. Fuckbuddy´s was not completely correct even thought it was heavily based on sex they were monogamous- if only because Hibari found others disgusting and beat everybody who dared to come near Mukuro to a bloody pulp.

He was also sure that he was harbouring some feelings for the illusionist, something bordering between hate and love, which he didn´t want to look at any closer.

It had begun like everything began between the both of them – with a fight. He wasn't sure what they had fought about only that Mukuro had, like always, provoked it and that he was, also like always, the first to hit. Some bruise and broken bones later it had ended with him having the mist guardian pinned to the floor and them heavily making out.

He smiled as his mind conjured a picture of Mukuro bend over a desk, moaning loudly as Hibari pounded into that well shaped ass.

Getting back to the matter at hand – why had Mukuro dictated him here? Just to find him and another man (woman?) having sex? Letting him see someone touching what was rightfully his?
He wouldn´t put it past the other to play such a cruel trick.

Not containing his anger anymore Hibari moved over to the bed – ready to open the curtains and bite this damned bastard to death – just to stop perplexed at the sight before him.

"Kufufufu….Kyoya I told you to be punctual now we had to begin without you" pouted Mukuro with played disappointment while sucking at his partner's neck.

Unable to answer the raven just stared at Mukuro – and another Mukuro.
To be more exact it was the younger version of said guardian.

Feeling the stares of two pairs of mismatched eyes on him he shook of his shock and began to marvel at the sight before him.
It didn´t matter if now or ten years before Mukuro had always been a beauty – even if he couldn't see it at that time.

Letting his eyes glide over the younger version of his lover he took in the heart shaped face with the full lips, straight nose and mismatched eyes – one like the clearest sky the other like the deepest shade of freshly spilled blood – to the dark blue hair with the horrible cut.

The long, slim neck to the a little lanky but lean muscled body completely covered in pale unblemished skin. He couldn´t stop his eyes from wandering to the pink, perky nipples over his torso to his, already stiff, cock – slowly licking his lips at the sight.

"Do you like what you see?" spoke a huskie voice next to his ear. Slowly turning around he saw his Mukuro´s face next to him before feeling his soft lips on his. Not waiting he licked over the lips demanding entrance to the others hot cavern. Feeling the lips open under his coaxing he started to conquer the others mouth.

Like everything between them it was a fight – waiting for the other to give in while working on shattering each other's self-control, a moan being better than every hit, a pause for taking breath nothing more than taking time to work on a strategy while feeling the heat between and in them.

Slowly gliding his hands down the others back, Hibari grabbed Mukuro´s ass to obtain victory, knowing his weaknesses better than anybody else. His effort was rewarded with a gasp followed by a glare out of slightly glazed eyes.

Hearing a moan behind them the mist guardian turned around to look at his, a little desperate, younger self just to turn back to Hibari with his trademark smirk on his lips. "My, my now I nearly forgot to show you your birthday present my dear Kyoya, will you forgive me?" he asked while glancing up through his lashes to his lover.

"A threesome?" asked the cloud guardian without answering the others question, his voice as monotonous as ever not giving away his excitement at the thought even though he could already feel his cock beginning to rise in interest.

"Partly true but it´s even better. Why else would I have made this effort to bring my younger self if I could as well make a copy of me? No, no it is much better…" whispered the long haired man while slinging his arms around Hibari´s neck.

"Do you remember that one time we were out together in my favourite club, the first time I took you there…." He continued all the while working on a hickey "….and we met Akaya, and how horrible jealous you were when I told you he was my first?" he ended now licking over the formed mark.

Oh yes he remembered, he remembered taking the guy out behind the club and showing him what it meant to touch Hibari Kyoya´s possession – even when he wasn´t at that time.
It was not as if he killed that guy, Akaya, but he surly wasn´t living a nice life anymore.

The mist guardian observed his lover remembering and was satisfied to see him frown and glare at the imagined enemy.
Mukuro also remembered that day very well and especially how delighted he was with Hibari´s reaction. Akaya had also become what he deserved – who the hell came after 10 seconds?

"And that´s why, my beloved Kyoya I decided to gift you with…" he began crawling over the bed to his younger self giving the impression of a wildcat ready to pounce.

Looking down at his own, even though younger, face he extended his hand running it over the pale chest playing with his nipples, which was rewarded with a small moan, before going further down.

But instead of touching the already leaking organ he grabbed the boy's legs, splaying them open to give his lover a nice view of his pink, wrinkled hole, taking the liberty to stretch the ass cheeks wider to make it gape slightly. "…my virginity".

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