Chapter 3: Miura Haru
I received request from ExplosiveDevice for a threesome lol. 8059OC. I can try to write that in later chapters, because I already wrote for Goku-chan last chapters... It'll probably come along later.
Kira as a seme? That'll be interesting XD
In this story, I plan to explain Kira's relations with the Reborn! Characters, and a little more about him... Any requests for who I should write with Kira for the next chapter?
Kira sighed. In his mental checklist, in a list of 7 days of the week, someone came to him at least once. First day of the week? Gokudera. Check.
Hah.
"How stupid," Kira scoffed. No matter the occasion, at least ONE person per day. It wasn't his fault, it was theirs. He just didn't care anymore. Fuck it.
At least he wasn't the only one being screwed around the place. There were plenty, though it was mainly him. Kira frowned. Damn it. I wonder who it is today.
Kira walked quietly down the halls, passing a few people on the way but only gave a greeting and a quick casual conversation. Well, except for when he passed Hibari, but Hibari isn't really the one for talking casually… Unless it's about biting people to death. But that's not really casual to most people.
CRASH!
"Hahi!" A familiar voice exclaimed. Kira sweat dropped. Did Haru drop a plate or something? He blinked when he heard sniffing and crying. Walking over to the source of the sound, he found a broken vase and Haru clutching her hand.
"Haru?" Kira asked. Haru's head shot up to look at him. Tears were welling in her eyes and running down her cheeks. He spoke softly. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He reached out and took her injured hand in his. Examining it, he told her. "It doesn't look too bad; we have to clean the cut though." There was a cut about the size of her thumb; it ran vertically down her palm, near her wrist.
Haru sniffed again, looking at Kira. He smiled softly. Kira let go of her hand and picked Haru up bridal style.
"Hahi!" She exclaimed. Kira was actually quite strong, though he wasn't as strong as most of the guardians. After a life like his, he wouldn't really want to stay weak and scrawny like he was when he was a little child. Kira inwardly grimaced. He carried Haru out of the room and to a place he knew he'd find a first aid kit.
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Stepping inside of the quiet room, he set Haru down on one of the hospital-looking beds and went to get a box from the cupboards. Haru flinched when she accidently grazed the cut on the hem of her skirt. Kira set the kit down beside her and kneeled down, examining the cut once again. Getting a pair of tweezers, he removed any types of shards that were embedded in her hand. After, he put some antibiotics and wrapped the hand up.
"Does it still hurt?" He asked once he was putting away the kit.
"A-a little," She squeaked, gently holding her hand.
Kira blinked and walked over to see if anything else was needed. Nothing seemed wrong. He inwardly laughed and leaned his head down to kiss the palm of her injured hand. Haru's face turned scarlet.
"Hah, still the same as ever," Kira laughed, stroking Haru's short hair. She pouted and hugged him. "Does it hurt anymore?"
"Yes," She stated. He blinked as he was jumped and a pair of lips seized his. "You're going to have to help distract me from the pain." Kira smirked.
Number two? Check.
He pushed her on her back so he on top, using his elbows for support so he didn't crush the poor girl. She pouted up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. He complied and kissed her with intense passion that inexperienced person may even pass out.
"Distractions eh?" He murmured in her ear. He licked the shell of it and she shuddered. "I can think of one way."
Haru moaned against his lips when his hands trailed upwards to slip his hand down the open part of her shirt and stroked her cleavage. He smirked against her lips, continuing to kiss her and started to unbutton her shirt. He opened it to reveal that Haru was wearing a lacy white bra.
"Mm, nice view," He said slyly, breaking their kiss. She frowned at him. Laughing his thumb lightly brushed against the skin below the underwear. Leaning down, he began to suck on her neck and she moaned. He reached back behind her and unclipped her bra, struggling a little bit with the piece of clothing. He swore under his breath when he couldn't figure it out for a moment. Fortunately, Haru didn't notice.
He quickly removed the garment and dipped his head lower to lick at her breasts. Her breath caught in her throat she he suckled on her.
"Mmnnn," She moaned, her hands trailing upwards and downwards his clothed back. She frowned. Irritating clothing. The unpleased expression immediately changed when he bit down lightly on her nipple, causing her squeak. Kira smirked and gave the other breast the exact same attention. He had noticed that she was getting agitated with their clothing and decided to relieve her of the problem, undoing his tie and slipping of his suit's jacket. Unbuttoning his dress shirt, he glanced at the female below him and she was biting her lip with a light blush was adorned on her cheeks. She had a few hickeys on her neck and shoulder, along with being half naked. He smirked, what a delicious view.
Doing quick work of his shirt he threw it on the ground, leaning back over her.
"You seem to be having fun," He inserted slyly. She blushed and covered her face with her hands. He may not really care about his life anymore, but that didn't mean he wasn't experienced with his kind of thing. His eyes trailed down Haru's body and noticed that her legs were fidgeting, rubbing together. Letting out a laugh he heard her gasp when his hand brushed against her calf, below her knee-length skirt. She lowered his hands from her face to see him grinning at her; she pouted and pushed him, causing him to fall back on his bottom. "Eh?"
"You're so mean," She said to him, kneeling, her head lowered to his private regions. He looked confused for a minute, but once he heard unzipping his eyes widened, realizing. He gathered himself and fixed his composure when his pants were fully undone and on the floor with their other discarded clothing. She was sure feeling bold. She was blushing furiously when she was sliding off his boxers, which were jet black. "Niiice…"
"Hah," Kira laughed but paused when she took hold of him. She slowly stroked him and he gave a throaty moan. She wore an embarrassed look on her face as she picked up her pace. "Nuh…" She looked at his member for a moment, continuing to stroke it while pondering something. His breath hitched a little as she sped up even more. An idea struck her as she leaned forwards and gave an experimental lick. She heard him nearly stop breathing.
Kira groaned as she gave a lick every now and then. Sure he's been top a few times, but not very often. Some of the others who topped were bastards and just made him do this kind of things to them. Though, the females were kind enough to do this act. He moaned as she lightly sucked on the head of his dick.
"Ah, H-Haru," He moaned. He noticed her blush and smiled a little before moaning again. "H-hey, I-I'm about to-"
Haru did nothing to stop, more like she engulfed him completely. He gripped her scalp as he came. He heard her gag a little, struggling to keep his semen in her mouth.
"You can spit it out if you want," He said, talking hold of her chin in his hands to make her look at him. She looked at him defiantly and shook her head. He blinked. She forced herself to swallow his load and she panted slightly from lack of breath. She rubbed her thighs together in discomfort, feeling wet. He smiled softly and pushed her on her back. "Good job. As a reward…" He slipped his hand under her skirt and stroked her through her stained panties.
"Ah!" She moaned, throwing her head back. He smirked at her reaction and discarded her of any of her leftover clothing until the two of them were completely naked. He leaned down and licked her clit causing her to scream. He smirked and his right index finger traced around it a few times until inserting a finger into her. She screamed in pleasure as he thrusted his finger in and out, adding another from time to time until he reached a total of three. She was crying out loud and gripping the sheets, her injury long forgotten. "H-hurry up."
"Someone's impatient," Kira smirked. Haru glared at him but moaned when he thrusted his fingers again. He reached over to the desk beside the bed and pulled out the top drawers. Haru, in a daze, glance over to see him pull out a condom and slip it on and position himself. He looked at her again and she nodded. In one fluid thrust, he was inside, sparing her any pain along the way. Haru fidgets slightly, it didn't exactly hurt; it just felt awkward. They h ad done things like this before, so it wasn't exactly a new experience. She wasn't a virgin anyways.
Kira murmured something incoherent and slowly pulled in and out, causing him to grunt and Haru to moan loudly. He began slowly in his thrusts, watching his partner squirm and impatience and pleasure.
"F-faster!" She moaned. He quickened his pace. "H-harder please!"
Kira complied, he also felt the need. Haru started to arch towards him, thrusting back. They both panted and their bodies were glistening with sweat. Haru cried out in pleasure when Kira grabbed her breasts and started to massage them.
"Nnngh!" She cried. "Aaahh!!"
Haru came and Kira continued thrusting until, he as well hit his climax and came roughly. Stopping so the two of them could catch their breath, Kira pulled out and sat down, leaning back on his hands, exhausted. Kira went over to dispose of the condom and then fell backwards onto the bed to lie down.
"It's almost time for dinner you know," Kira murmured, his eyes drifting to the clock hanging on the wall near the door. Haru gave a small murmur to his response. He smiled, she seemed so worn out. He noticed that she was fast asleep after a minute or two, curled up and tangled in the blankets. Kira let out a small laugh. He grabbed a towel that was sitting around and gently cleaned her and slipped her clothes back on for temporary, putting his on as well. He carried her to her room, and walking towards the kitchen.
"Kyoko, are you in here?" Kira asked, pushing the door in gently. Kyoko turned to look at him surprised. She was in the middle of preparing dinner.
"Ah, Kira-kun," She said smiling. "Have you seen Haru-chan?"
"Oh, that's why I'm here. Haru was feeling tired so she went to sleep. I suggest you leave her some food for just in case she wakes up and is hungry."
"I see…," Kyoko murmured. She frowned slightly. "Did you two...?"
"Yeah," Kira smiled sheepishly. Kyoko stomped her foot angrily. Kira smirked. "Awe, looks like you feel left out…"
Kyoko ran over to him and hugged him tightly.
"You still smell like sex…," She muttered. Kira chuckled. "You've been at it with everyone… Makes me jealous."
"And here I thought you liked Tsuna," Kira joked. Kyoko pouted and hugged him tighter, burying her face into his shirt. "I don't believe in things like love much anymore."
He detached himself from her and was just about to leave the room. He turned around and Kyoko looked hopeful. "Better watch out. I smell burning."
Kyoko jumped and turned around to see there was smoke coming from the pot on the stove. Whipping back around, Kira had already left.
If only he knew… Everyone was already in love with him…
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