Fill in the gaps however your imagination wishes to. I really wasn't in the mood to write about sex.
"How permanent are your illusions? Are they like Lucifer's changes until you loose your concentration, or more fickle?" He gets a raised eyebrow in response, long fingers curled around a glass full of wine.
"Why are you here, Tsunayoshi?"
"Other than to share a drink with one of my Guardians? Just to have a chat, Mukuro. After all, you might be lonely with Chrome away on a trip with the other girls." He shudders when the other starts to chuckle, memories of past fears running through his mind. Keep calm, idiot. Liz is going to kick your ass and lock you out of the bedroom.
"Why Tsunayoshi, are you trying to proposition me?" He smirks at Mukuro, feeling his chance appear.
"Is it working? Because I could really put an effort into this." Mukuro starts to laugh, and Tsuna just smiles at him, sliding closer to the other male, trying his hardest to embody Lucifer's confidence
"You're awful at flirting, Sawada Tsunayoshi."
"I might be. I never had to do before." He's on his feet, absentmindedly twirling his glass of wine in his hand. Something is stirring deep inside of him, and maybe drinking blood full of nanobots was a bad idea, but he had misjudged the strength of his bite, and Liz was flushed so pretty pink under him...Shaking his head to get back on track, he leaned against one of the couches in the room.
"Oya? And how do you conquer then, Tsunayoshi?"
"I usually just smile at them." He started walking towards Mukuro, setting his glass down onto the table. "It usually helps that the people I try to woo are already attracted to me." He was right in front of the other, feet barely touching.
"And you think I'm attracted to you?"
"You would have stopped me a long while ago." And he went in for the kill.
Being with Mukuro was really different from being with Shoichi, but it still didn't hold a candle to Liz and her abilities in and outside the bedroom. He was needy, and shied away from his touch, even if it was clear as day that he craved it. The whole 30 minutes of it were a new experience for the both of them, and when he walked away from the Mist Guardians room, he felt like he'd seen a side of the strange man that he'd never experienced before, and most likely wouldn't see for the rest of his life, unless his partners were in for a full-blown orgy with almost everybody.
He met up with Liz in front of his door, her hair a mess and bathrobe askew. She had a bright smile on her lips, and her eyes were sparkling with joy.
"He knows" Was whispered between them, mindful to the sleeping form on the huge bed. "He was good, but I like myself better when you're under me." Was her response to her raised eyebrow. They climbed into bed, embracing their redheaded significant other from both sides. It was a good night.