"[Name], come here."

"Why, Reborn?" You look up at him, a spoon dangling from your mouth. You were eating peanut butter from the jar, and he chuckles softly before grabbing your wrist and pulling you to him.

"You looked really adorable," he whispers into your ear before lifting you onto the counter and kissing you. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he put his arms around your waist, settling between your legs. He smirks at the soft noises emitting from your throat, clearly pleased.

"Reborn!" A female voice calls from the doorway. "I bought more espresso!"

"It's Bianchi," you whisper, pushing him away.

"Hn," he grunts before sitting back down on his chair and raising the last cup of espresso to his lips.

"Reborn! Oh, [Name]," Bianchi spits out your name, giving you a brief once-over before turning to Reborn and placing the bag of freshly ground espresso beans in front of him.

"Chaos, Bianchi," he greets, dipping his fedora slightly before resuming his "reading" of the daily Namimori newspaper.

"Reborn, do you want another cup?" Bianchi loves to suck up to Reborn, though you doubted whether or not that was the only thing she sucked.

"I'll make it," you offer, grabbing the bag of espresso before Bianchi could.

"[Name], let Bianchi," Reborn demands, swallowing the last bit of his drink. You pout in defeat before putting the bag down and dragging your feet back to the table. Bianchi gives you a sneer as she prepares his espresso.

"Why don't you like it when I do things for you?" You whisper sadly, clearly hurt by his wanting Bianchi to do everything for him.

"Because, [Name], I don't like seeing you working hard for me," he whispers back before pulling you into a gentle kiss. As he pulls away, you go in for another quick peck before sitting back down next to him, your knees touching under the table. None of this went unnoticed by Bianchi, though, as she pours the brewed espresso into Reborn's empty cup.

"Here, Reborn," she smiles sweetly at him.

"Thanks, Bianchi," Reborn takes a sip from the cup before putting it back down. "You bought the wrong flavour. I hate dark roasts," he says harshly.

"A-ah… I… I'll go buy a medium roast then!" She scrambles for the door, embarrassed to have made Reborn upset.

"Ne, Reborn, you love dark roast," you comment, a finger on your chin as you stare at him absentmindedly.

"I wanted alone time with you," he grins before pulling you to him once more and resuming where you left off. You smile and kiss him as he pushes you onto the table and starts to dominate you.

"Sneaky bastard," you grin, wrapping your arms around his neck and letting his hips rest between your legs. He slides his hand up your shirt and rubs the soft skin of your backside, causing you to shiver. His rough, calloused hands against your skin made goose bumps appear.

"As always," he retorts, pressing you closer. "Hold on tight," he purrs into your ear. You nod and clench your legs around his side and squeeze your arms around his neck tighter. He places his hands at your bottom and lifts you off the table and backs you onto a wall. You gasp, letting his tongue slide into your mouth. You fight back, but end up letting his tongue explore the cavern that is your mouth.

"R-Reborn," you moan as his hands slide into your pants and squeeze your butt firmly. You spare a glance at the window and see Bianchi glaring at you from the other side of the glass, causing you to flinch.

"I knew Reborn loved dark roast," Bianchi hisses with a menacing tone in her voice.