Title: Surrendering touch
oneshot
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Pairings: Dino x Hibari
Rating: 18+
Summary: Every year when Hanami started, Dino was there waiting under cherry threes giving Hibari silent encouragement from the distance and then they had their annual spar on the school's roof top.
Warning: smut.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Isn't that sad.
A.N.: I just love DinoxHibari pairing, there's something about their dynamic that I just love and the way Hibari's is withdrawn, always so distant, but so violent – I just had to write him. As always when writing fanfiction, I was trying to stay in the character, (I have to admit, Hibari is quite hard to write) and if I manage to pull it off, it's yours to decide.
And as always a big thanks to the wonderful diluain for beta'ing. All the remaining mistakes are mine.
Surrendering touch
The spring came. The proof of it was in the shape of pink petals drifting through the air like tiny boats with the light breeze in their sails. The sun's touch was like a soft kiss, its rays reaching out through the branches of pink petals, which up high waited on their turn to sail through the air. The sound of children's laughter was heard in the distance, sounding more free and happy than it had the day before. Its melody brought a smile to the faces of teenagers leaving the school grounds -- that is, until they directed their gazes forward and were met with the frowning face of black-haired man leaning against the wall of the building. Then they bent their heads and made a wide detour around the man and hurried through the gate into the street.
"Hibari, Hibari." A yellow ball of feathers found its nest in the frowning man's layers of hair .
Kyoya Hibari reached into the pocket of his black pants and pulled out a handful of seeds; he offered them to small creature that was wiggling its ass in his hair. The frown disappeared from his face for a moment, but when his hand was empty and the bird gone, the frown came back again. He looked around, his eyes narrowing at the children playing on the playground of his beloved school.
It was still special, this school, and it always would be; even his years spent away at university hadn't changed that fact. That's why he was still the President of the Discipline Committee of Namimori High, though his headquarters were not at Namimori High anymore, but in the temple on the hill overlooking the city like a watchful mother looking over her child. Even though, in Hibari's case, it was more looking down on people, on the annoying herbivores as he liked to call them, to ensure that everything was in order. No wonder his favourite place in high school had been the school's roofs, where he had been not ten minutes ago.
He had spent the whole morning up on the school's roof, with his hand on the rail and his eyes searching for the sight of a golden-haired head and a sunny smile. The sight that had greeted him every year on the day the blossom forecast announced the start of Hanami, since the day Dino from Chiavorone, his short-term home tutor, had found out that in the week of the sakura's blossoming Hibari Kyoya was haunted by the memory of his weakness and defeat.
But not this year. This year there was no warm smile that would give him silent encouragement from a distance; there was no presence that would annoy him and at the same time tug the corners of his mouth into the ghost of a smile.
Something tightened his chest and his hands instinctively reached for his tonfas which he had on his back, hooked under the belt of his pants. His fingers already wrapped around the handles of the tonfas, his right leg forward and his stance low, he looked in surprise at his hands and the tonfas that were ready to strike the invisible thread before him. If he had been any different he would have coughed in embarrassment , but as it was, the frown between his brows grew deeper and with a smooth, well practiced move he slid his tonfas back into place and straightened up. There was no point in lingering here, Dino wasn't coming.
He directed his step toward the gate in the wall that surrounded the school. He went through it and stepped onto the city's streets, the fabric of the jacket hanging from his shoulders fluttering with the breeze produced by his quick walk. With his eyes on the hill half-hidden by the tall buildings, he passed the city centre, the groups of people in his path scattering at the sight of him even before he could spot them.
Why did the absence of Dino's warm and sunny presence bring a tightness to his chest? And why did the sky suddenly became darker and the sakura's pollen suddenly feel heavier in his lungs, almost as heavy as that time he had been infected with the Sakura-kura disease? And why was the need to beat somebody suffocating him?
He came to the outskirts of the city, to the foothills. He followed the path that wound up the hill, between the trees until he came to the clearing on the top and the view opened on a large and low wooden building. Namimori Temple. His office, his home and his sanctuary. He went to the building, up three stairs and crossed the wooden veranda that framed the building. He pushed his way thought the large wooden door with two red pilasters on each side of it. The coldness of the Temple's hall lessened the pressure of the cherry blossoms in his chest, his slightly strained breathing evened. He crossed the large, almost empty space, went through the niche hidden in the wall opposite the entrance into the half-lit hallway, and at the end of the hallway's crossing he turned left.
"Kyoya-san," the voice of Tetsu Kusakabe, Hibar's right hand, sounded behind Hibari. "There's a guest in the Tea Room waiting for you."
"I don't want to see anybody." Hibari didn't slow his step as he walked toward the secluded part of the temple, where his room was.
"It's Dino-san." Tetsu followed him.
"The Tea Room?" Hibari turned, changing the direction of his steps.
"Yes." Tetsu moved so that Hibari could pass by him.
Hibari went into the right corridor, where the official rooms were. He stopped before the second set of sliding doors on the right side of the corridor, his shadow dark on the white papyrus. He stood there, his hand on frame of the wall dividing him from the only man who held any power over him. Not that Dino knew that.
He slid the door open, stepped out of his shoes and stepped into the room.
"Hello, Kyoya." Dino, dressed in brown cargo pants and layered white and black shirts, sat in the middle of the tatami room, his elbows leaning on the low table full of small plates and bowls. The bangs of his golden hair fell over his brow and a big smile lighted his face.
Hibari slid the door closed. "Why are you here? What do you want?"
"Kyoya, Kyoya, is this any way to greet your Kakyoo?" Dino's smile was a gentle and soft curve on his face. "Especially when I made such a long trip and brought you Italian sweets, your favourite."
"I don't eat sweets." Hibari stepped toward the table. His gaze travelled over the small tarts, little cakes, sweet breads, and bowls and bowls of fruit dips. And what was that, a chocolate soufflé and vanilla cream? His stomach rumbled.
"Of course you don't." Dino's warm eyes were smiling along with the curving of his lips.
Hibari frowned. Those eyes, those knowing eyes, that seemed like they could see into his soul, and the way they gazed at him - they made him feel cherished and special and loved. Something in his chest contracted. His whole body tensed. Those eyes, always watching, always waiting - but his owner never doing anything about the feelings that his eyes expressed. He knew that Dino was in love with him, sure as the sky was blue, but Dino never crossed the border of being an understanding friend and mentor. Hibari felt annoyance bubble up in him and then spread, the feeling of helplessness enveloping him, pushing him down. He stiffly pulled out his tonfas.
"Hey now, Kyoya." Dino got up and, with his hands raised, stepped backward, away from the table. "There's no need for fighting."
"I'll bite you to death." Hibari's eyes became narrow slits as he lunged forward, the jacket felt from his shoulders and his tonfas swished through the air.
"You never change." Dino sidestepped a second before the steel of Hibari's weapon could hit him, he pulled his whip out of his pocket, just in time to use the handle to block a blow aimed at his head. "Stubborn as always."
Hibari turned around, his arm struck out; with the edge of his tonfa he managed to graze Dino's side. A step forward and left, another strike, this time he was aiming at Dino's stomach, but his steel barely touched Dino's body. He attacked again, turning and slashing through the air faster, looking for an opening in Dino's defence, trying to corner Dino against the wall.
Dino flourished his whip. It coiled up around Hibari's right tonfa and right hand, and as Hibari swung with his left arm, Dino pulled at the whip and at the same time with his free hand he blocked Hibari's hit. Then he quickly wrapped his fingers tightly around Hibari's left hand and hauled Hibari closer.
Hibari groaned as he bumped against Dino's chest. Dino, without Rosario or his other subordinate nearby, should be a klutz and helpless as a baby, but he wasn't. Actually whenever he was around Hibari he became even more proficient than usual and it wasn't fair. In the past, whenever he felt the need to get even with Dino, he just had to find him on his own and he could beat the crap out of him. It wasn't very challenging, but it had been very satisfying that one time, even though he'd held back and only broken a rib or two.
"I will let you go if you promise that you won't attack me again." Dino's breath was warm on Hibari's temple.
"I can't make that promise." Hibari tried to ignore the warmth that seeped into him through Dino's touch , to ignore the smells of honey, warm sun over the vineyards and hot summer nights. He focused his eyes on Dino's neck, on the blue flames that peeked from under the collar of Dino's shirt. He should struggle. He used to struggle. And Dino used to let him go and they would have another round and after that Dino would smile, wave goodbye and be gone. But this time it was different.
Hibari lifted his head. This time he had waited in vain for Dino to appear under the cherry trees and then have their annual fight on the roof top. He leaned on Dino.
"Kyoya? Is something wrong?" Dino's hands that had been restricting Hibari's movement were now cupping his face. The whip and the tonfas fell down, the tatami hushing the sound of metal hitting the floor.
Hibari put his hands on Dino's arms, lifted himself onto his toes; he closed the distance that had gotten smaller with every passing year, and pressed his lips against Dino's. And they opened for him and the warm arms wrapped him into their embrace. And as their tongues slid together, he tasted Dino, tasted the sun and summer and fresh, spring rain. It was ten times better than the taste of that chocolate soufflé on the table, Hibari's favourite, its sugared surface glistening in the rays of light coming through the slightly ajar sliding door.
Dino tilted his head and deepened the kiss, his arms tightening around Hibari before his hands started a sensual caress up and down Hibari's back and sides.
Hibari dug his fingers into Dino's arm, he pressed himself closer, his tongue pushing against Dino's. He felt the weakness in his knees and the warmth that pooled in the pit of his stomach.
The kiss ended and left Hibari a little breathless -- and he was never breathless, not even in the most intense battles. How could he feel out of breath and dizzy just from one kiss? He absently stared at Dino's tattoo again, his fingers touching the blue flames. And there was more to come, the fire that burned in his veins told him that there was more to come. His body demanded more, it demanded skin-on-skin contact, the touch, the caress, the friction. He looked up into Dino's eyes. He knew the mechanism of sex, even though he had never even kissed anybody, he had never been interested in things like that and he hated people touching him, except – he'd always liked Dino's touch.
"Kyoya." Dino's eyes were cautiously observing him; his arms fell to his sides. "Sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you."
"You didn't," Hibari's voice wavered slightly and his voice never wavered; it was always flat, emotionless. Hibari frowned. It was Dino's fault. "I kissed you." He buried his fingers in Dino's golden mane and pulled on it, he made Dino bend down and wince in pain. "But I expect you to start the next kiss." He narrowed his eyes. "Or I'll bite you to death."
"Whatever you want, Kyoya." A big smile appeared on Dino's face and he tightly wrapped his arms around Hibari, pressing their bodies flush together. He pressed his lips against Hibari's and pushed his tongue into his throat. And this time his kiss wasn't a gentle and warm caress, but a greedy exploration; he was sucking the breath out of Hibari, his hands tugging Hibari's shirt out of his pants.
Hibari's fingers were still holding tufts of Dino's hair, while he didn't know what to do with his other hand, so he just let it rest on the blonde's shoulder, wrinkling the folds of Dino's shirt between his fingers.
Dino slid down onto his knees, pulling Hibari down with him. His mouth slid down Hibari's jaw and neck and he pushed him down on his back. His knees between Hibari's spread and half-bent legs, he made quick work of the buttons on Hibari's shirt, then pulled the edges of the shirt apart. "You are so beautiful." His hand caressed the smooth skin of Hibari's chest and abdomen. "And I've wanted you for so long."
"I know." Hibari pulled on the golden hair that he still held.
Dino leaned on his elbows above Hibari, their noses touched. "You do?"
"Yes." Hibari slid his lips over Dino's cheek. He released the blonde hair and with both hands started to tug Dino's shirt up. "Do you intend to do something about it?"
Dino lifted himself up, and pulled his shirt off, it softly landed on the floor beside them. Then, leaning on his left arm he was looming over Hibari again, his eyes half hooded, his hand warm on Hibari's abdomen. He slid his fingers under the edge of Hibari's pants. "If you would let me?"
"You're making me tremble in excitement." Hibari moved slightly up. His pants became too tight and Dino's hand was so conveniently near. "And I expect you to do something about it."
"Is that a yes?" Dino opened Hibari's pants and slid his hand into them, under Hibari's boxers.
"Yes." Hibari arched into the touch of Dino's fingers. He wrapped his arms around Dino's neck and pulled him down. He wanted that strong chest against his, to feel Dino's heart beat against his skin.
Dino rubbed his cheek against Hibari's, he wrapped his fingers around Hibari's erection and started to jerk it. "I never dreamt that you would let me hold you like this."
Hibari moaned and pushed himself harder into Dino's hand. He pressed his cheek against Dino's neck, the blonde strands of hair tickling him.
Dino squeezed Hibari's flesh tighter, the slides of his fist grew quicker.
Hibari spread his legs wider, his mouth opened, breath rushing in and out of his lungs. He'd never known that Dino's touch could make him feel so good; if he had, he would probably have done something about the look in Dino's eyes a long time ago. He arched his body and dug his fingers into Dino's back, his breath dampening the skin on Dino's neck. The tension in him gathered so deliciously, higher and higher and then it split forward, his toes curled, his eyes rolled back and his flesh spit a white jet into Dino's hand.
Dino held him until the trembling in Hibari's body stopped, then he gently pulled Hibari's arms apart and laid him down on the ground. He pushed himself up onto his feet.
Hibari lay with his limbs so amazingly relaxed, his hand beside his head. With half closed eyes he watched Dino close the two steps of distance to the table, where he used a paper napkin on his hands and then after picking up the paper napkins and one of the bowls, he came back.
Dino kneeled down between Hibari's still widespread legs. He put the bowl and the napkins down. He leaned forward and put a hand on each side of Hibari's shoulders, his face inches away from Hibari's. "I love you. But you probably know that too, don't you?" He pressed his lips against Hibari's forehead.
Yeah, he knew that. With his fingers Hibari traced the tattoo of a black horse on blue flames on Dino's shoulders. It was beautiful.
"And you made me very happy today." Dino nuzzled against Hibari's face, a stupid grin lightening his face.
Hibari looked up into Dino's eyes. And for some unknown reason his chest started to feel heavy, tight like somebody had put him into a steel vice and then squeezed it. Was this happiness? If it was, why was it so intense that it almost hurt?
He should probably beat Dino for making him feel this way, but that was for later, when whatever Dino's gaze and the hardness pressing into the inside of his thigh promised, was finished. But since Dino was just gazing down on him, with that smile that give Hibari butterflies in his stomach and the need to smack Dino's face, Hibari decided to accelerate things. He reached out, hooked his arm around Dino's neck and pushed him down, and at the same time he arched his pelvis out.
"Kyoya," Dino breathed out, his breath caressing Hibari's cheeks. His hips started to move, creating a friction between them. "I want to go slowly, to slowly learn about your body, about the things that give you pleasure." He slid his mouth over Hibari's cheek. "But you are inpatient as always."
Hibari pushed harder against Dino's body, the feeling of Dino's erection against his awaking flesh sending shivers of excitement through his body.
Dino lifted himself up, smirking at Hibari's groan and narrowing eyes. He reached over Hibari, his fingers grasped the edge of the blue sitting pillow. He pulled it closer and, lifting Hibari's ass, he slid it underneath. He hushed any questions that Hibari might have had by entangling him into a deep kiss, his hands working on removing Hibari's pants and underwear.
Hibari was laid down on the ground again and Dino's mouth slid lower, over Hibari's neck and collar bone. They lingered above Hibari's chest, nibbling and licking first one pert nipple then the other.
Hibari buried his fingers in the golden mane, arching his body into that pleasure-giving mouth that was now sliding lower, over his belly. It stopped for a quick play of tongue in his belly button, then went lower still, the mouth trailing over the fine hair that led toward Hibari's pulsing and needy flesh.
Dino wrapped his hands around Hibari's erection and pressed his lips to the head, then took it in his mouth as deep as he could take it.
That felt so good, Hibari closed his eyes for a moment and took a big breath before he opened them again. He pulled on Dino's hair. "No."
Dino with a pop released Hibari's erection. "No?"
"No." Hibari tugged Dino up. "I want the real thing."
"Are you sure?" Dino's eyes were gently gazing at him.
"Yes."
"And you are aware that since you are not experienced, I'm going to top?" Dino caressed Hibari's side.
Hibari narrowed his eyes. "Is it going to feel good?"
"Oh, yes." Dino smiled, he slid his hand under Hibari's ass and caressed the smooth globes. "I can promise you that is going to feel amazing."
"Like before?"
"Better."
Hibari's mouth formed an 'oh'. And in expectation of that amazing, he spread his legs wider and when Dino dipped his fingers into the buttery cocoa dip he'd brought and started to stretch him, he bit his lip, without any complaint. At first, it didn't exactly hurt, but it was uncomfortable and his ass felt too full, but then Dino's fingers pressed something and it was better than amazing. And then he thought how Dino's thick shaft could hit that harder and he wanted Dino inside him, even though he wasn't exactly sure how his tight hole could take it all in. But it did, and after a few slow, torturous seconds he had Dino balls-deep inside him and it hurt and he didn't know if he could take it, even though he had never been shy of pain-- actually he welcomed it, it made him feel alive and his senses sharper.
Dino wrapped his fingers around Hibari's erection and partly withdrew then slowly pushed back, he gradually built the rhythm until the soft plunges became hard thrusts, his hips rolling, searching for Hibari's sweet spot, searching for a way to give Hibari pleasure. His hands caressed every reachable inch of Hibari's smooth and flushed skin, his eyes intent on Hibari's face.
Hibari wrapped his legs around Dino's waist, his ankles crossed on Dino's back, his hands on Dino's shoulders, his body intercepting Dino's strong thrusts that sent waves of sparks through his body, that made him greedy for more and faster and harder. The blood was boiling in his veins and his damp skin felt like it was on fire, he felt like he was going to combust if it didn't reach – he didn't know exactly what, but he knew he wanted it, needed it. He groaned in frustration.
"Oh, god, Kyoya." Dino leaned his forehead against Hibari's, his hands now holding Hibari's hips, his fingers creating bruises on the unblemished skin as he was shoving deep inside Hibari.
A strong thrust hit Hibari's special spot so hard that for a moment everything before Hibari's eyes became white and a cry escaped his throat. His body tensed like a bowstring, his muscles clenching and contracting around Dino as he came, taking Dino with him into the voluptuous visit of heaven before, with laboured breath, they fell back down to the earth.
"Wow." Hibari's lungs gulped for air.
"I'm glad you approve." Dino's breath was rushed as he used his arm as a prop to take his weight off Hibari. His eyes shining down on him, he rolled his hips, making Hibari gasp, before he pressed a sloppy kiss on Hibari's mouth and pulled out of him. He lifted himself up; with caresses he travelled down Hibari's thigh and then unhooked his legs from his back. He took the napkins that were by his side and started to wipe their bellies with them.
Hibari lazily stretched himself, as only someone with a gorgeous man between his legs could, and he almost snickered at the way Dino was focused on cleaning them, like he was afraid that Hibari would made a fuss if everything wasn't spotless. It didn't matter, he intended to have a shower -- no, a nice long soak in the bath -- anyway. He turned his head toward the table where the sugar on the soufflé was still glistening in the light. Make that, as soon as he ate that cake.
"You are so beautiful." Dino loomed over Hibari again. "With your hair all messed up and your body still flushed." Dino pressed a soft, chaste kiss on Hibari's lips, and caressed Hibari's chest. "I have never seen anything more dazzling or alluring."
Hibari looked at Dino, noticing that Dino already had his pants pulled up and buttoned. He should probably get dressed himself too, but he felt too lazy to do anything about it. He felt relaxed and good too, he couldn't remember the last time he'd felt like this .Even the battle for the Vongola's rings, despite its intensity, hadn't left him in this kind of satisfied state. And it wasn't all from the sex, he knew that it wasn't all from the sex, it was Dino. The protective, always caring Dino, who was even now drawing the edges of Hibari's shirt together and buttoning it up, his eyes so warm and full of affection that it made Hibari's heart swell.
As soon as his shirt was buttoned up, Hibari lifted himself into a sitting position. He thought about wrapping himself around Dino like an octopus, not even knowing where the need came from, since he had never been one for cuddles and hugs, quite on the contrary, in fact, so he satisfied himself with putting his palm on Dino's chest, over Dino's heart. He felt the warm skin and the soft beating of Dino's heart and the blissful feeling of comfort enveloped him, warming him from inside out. He frowned.
"Kyoya?" Dino's hand was a gentle caress on his face.
Hibari looked down and hid his eyes under the strands of his hair. He was probably never going to tell Dino that he loved him, nor ever be caring and least of all, he doubted that he would ever become a sociable and caring individual, not even under Dino's influence, not even for Dino. And it wasn't fair, Dino deserved better, so much better than him.
"Kyoya, look at me, please."
Hibari looked up into Dino's worried eyes. No, he wasn't what Dino needed, but for now he was what Dino wanted. He let a small smile appear on his face. Yeah, Dino wanted him, he'd said that himself, he'd even said that he loved him. He put his hand on Dino's shoulders and pulled himself onto his knees. "I'm going to eat the cake now." He stood up, wincing slightly at the soreness in his lower body, his shirt barely covering his ass.
Dino reached out and grabbed the hem of Hibari's shirt. "Kyoya?"
Hibari looked over his shoulder down at Dino. "And then I'm going to have a bath and you can wash my back."
"I would love that." Dino stood up, tugging on Hibari's shirt, he pulled Hibari backwards into the embrace of his arms and as soon as Hibari's back touched his chest, his hands slid down his torso.
"I said that I'm going to eat the cake and then have a bath and if you don't release me right now, I'm going to bite you to death and you can forget about washing my back."
"You wouldn't be that cruel." Dino caressed Hibari's abdomen.
Hibari looked sideways at Dino.
"Ok, ok." Dino released him "Cake and bath." With his hand on Hibari's shoulder he guided him around the table, where he sat down and pulled Hibari into his lap. "But would you at least let me hold you?"
Hibari nodded and picked up the fork, pulled the plate with the soufflé in front of him and started to eat it, while Dino's hands massaged his back and sides. He even offered every fourth bite to Dino, he could be generous like that since there were more sweets to eat. And as he offered another bite to Dino and their eyes met, and Dino had this wonderful happy smile on his face, Hibari couldn't help but smile back and think that he could get used to this.
The end