Author's Note: This ain't no drabble. I need to get some MLIAs up in here... Warnings: Hinted gay, sexy things about to happen. And a seme!Yamamoto. What? My name should have been 80S since forever. The next one was actually supposed to be a Hetalia one, but yeaaah. I'm just trying to make sure I have at least three pre-written ones before posting another.
TYL!Yamamoto x TYL!Squalo
Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
"Haha," Yamamoto chuckled, but it was disguised by such a deep, seductive tone that Squalo wondered if this was really Yamamoto at all. "Squalo, you're beautiful..." He left a gentle kiss under Squalo's ear and started to work his way down.
Squalo was not at all taken in by Yamamoto's compliments. In fact, they only made him so flustered because of how cheesy and unfitting it seemed to be used on him, of all people. "Voi! What the hell do you think you're doing, trash?" All in all, he still reacted the way Yamamoto wanted him to -- by stretching his neck to create more of an area to be 'loved'. While his physical lust was not as consuming as his blood lust, it still made him do pretty uncharacteristic things, such as moan. "You're so fuckin' cliché," his tone was vague but gave off the impression he did not mind all too much, not with where this was going.
There was a sensual chuckle from Yamamoto to Squalo's statement, and he gave it its own little reward by nipping at Squalo's collarbone. "What's today?"
Leave it to Yamamoto to ask for the date during such an intimate time.
"It's Friday," the Varia assassin groaned, hesitantly answering Yamamoto's question. He was not going to let Yamamoto get him going then stop cold turkey. "Why?" he growled, directing Yamamoto's love bites with a forceful hand. (It was how he made himself feel dominant.)
Yamamoto pulled back slowly and stared at Squalo with a glassy look. "Squalo," he purred, letting his fingers trail down the man's torso. He smirked at Squalo's reaction; a slight shiver. "Do you mind if I..." Yamamoto let his mouth hang open as he neared Squalo's ear. The Rain Guardian puffed hot air into his lover's ear.
This was getting hotter by the second, and Squalo wanted more of it. "Yes, ...Takeshi?" By using the intimate first name (still said in his bitter tone) instead of his usual distancing 'pet' names, Squalo confirmed that he was truly enjoying the routine. A dirty, lusty side of him wanted to know what Yamamoto had in mind.
"Watch the baseball game then do this later?" As much as Yamamoto loved to please Squalo, this was something he could not miss. He quickly went to kiss Squalo on the nose thinking that the action would somehow help him in justifying the abrupt stop.
Squalo's jaw dropped. He soon started to grit his teeth together when he realized this was Yamamoto Takeshi he was dealing with. Regardless, Squalo still wanted this to get back on track. As he was about to growl out a "Hell no!", Yamamoto smiled stupidly and rolled over in bed to recline on the tossed aside pillows.
"I knew you'd understand!" he laughed while picking up the remote and turning on the TV.
Not even Squalo's staggering pants of lust and shock could bring him back to continue what he had started.
"Voi! You're a fucking tease, you stupid piece of trash!" Squalo grunted. The most he could do now was let Yamamoto put his arm around his neck and pull him in to snuggle. Squalo really hoped some freak accident would end the baseball game in a few minutes.
--Before he down right messed up his stupid Takeshi.
FML
Today, I was having sex with my boyfriend. Halfway through he asked me what day it was. I told him, "Friday." He jumped and ran over to the TV yelling, "Oh my God! Shark week is almost over!!" I was cock-blocked by the Discovery Channel. FML.
