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animefan yao's Seme Meme
So introduce us to the seme (can be OC or from fandom)
The man with hair black as night twirled his old yellow pacifier around his finger by its chain. He was just standing in the corner of the room - a lightly tanned shadow - listening to the amusing conversations at the meeting of the bosses. An amused smirk found its way on to the hitman's face. Catching the pacifier, he deposited it in his pocket.
His onyx eyes twinkled mischievously as he stepped from the shadows. Leaning on the Vongola Boss' chair in a black Armani suit, he was quite the figure. The other mafioso in the room began to sweat a little; they hadn't realized he was in the room. Their discomfort evoked a deep chuckle form the man as he stroked one of his curly sideburns. Leon simply stared at them from the brim of the dark man's fedora; it gave the others some comfort to know he wasn't in Reborn's hand.
"Don't mind me, gentleman."
Tsuna rolled his eyes. Reborn was having too much fun evoking fear in the mafioso.
So what are his interests/hobbies?
Hobby #1: The mafioso stared in horror at the brick wall before him. He was trapped.
"I told you there was no use in running." The hitman stepped around the corner, smirking as per usual. The man peed himself. Reborn pulled the trigger. It'd been a fun chase, but he had to complete the job.
Hobby #2: Tsuna ran through the zoo scared out of his wits. There was a lion and a bear chasing him. Why? Because he was wearing nothing but a pair of underwear made of raw meat.
Reborn smirked, filming the whole scene. This was the best "training" exercise he'd come up with yet.
Hobby #3: Tsuna's vanilla ice cream was melting. Pouting childishly, he attempted to lick up the mess.
Suddenly, Reborn was behind him. Reaching around the boy, he grabbed his hand and began licking the mess off his fingers and arm. Tsuna stared up at him with a visible blush and a shiver running down his spine every time that tongue touched his skin. Smirking, the hitman leaned close to the tuna's face.
"You shouldn't make such a mess, Dame-Tsuna."
With that said, the man walked away, leaving Tsuna miffed and with a bigger problem than a melting ice cream cone.
any fetishes?
Tsuna squirmed on the bed in an attempt to get away from the smirking sadist that was his lover. It was no more than an attempt, however, seeing as how he was strapped to the bed with a gag in his mouth.
Reborn's onyx eyes twinkled. Looked like he'd be having Tuna for dinner tonight~.
What is his ideal uke?
The raven-haired man tips down his fedora and smirks. His ideal uke? Obviously one he can bind, gag, torture, and generally be a sadist to. If anyone touched the piece of ass he'd claimed, though, blood would be shed. . .
Finish the Sentence! I like to ukes.
Bind.
Gag.
Torture.
Chase.
Screw-into-oblivion.
So many words, so little time.
Interesting. . .Now write about him. . .In an embarassing situation
Reborn danced around the kitchen with a ladle in his hand.
"You don't have to be rich to be my girl." Why, yes he is singing Kiss by Prince.
"You don't have to be cool to rule my world." Why, yes he is hitting all the high notes.
"Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with." Why, yes he is flambouyantly swinging his hips in time to the song.
"I just want your extra time and your kiss." Why, yes he is using that ladle as a microphone.
. . .caught with his uke
Tsuna dropped his stack of papers. The tuna's mouth hung open in shock like, well, a tuna.
He wasn't sure if he should laugh his scrawny little butt off at this ridiculous, once-in-a-lifetime scene, or scream and go running for the hills. Because this definitely meant the apocolypse was coming.
. . .in the nude?
Reborn heard the door open and turned around. Tsuna blushed and turned his head away because, yes, the man was standing there in all his glory. The windows were open, and anyone who walked by would see the hitman's family jewels.
What did said hitman do in this situation, you may ask? Well, the sadistic tutor merely smirked, chuckled, and walked up to Tsuna.
"You're such a kid, Dame-Tsuna."
Because it's not like the boy hadn't seen all that before.
. . .super sexy!
Next, he did what any other self-respecting seme would do. He took advantage of the situation, and replaced his uke's clothing with chocolate syrup. It just wouldn't be fair if he were the only one enjoying the freedom of being in his birthday suit~.
Last question! Boxers or Brief?
Tsuna was doing the laundry like any other good house uke. He sighed as he put away his lover's underwear. Why were they all black boxers? He'd really have to buy him some more; the man needed more diversity in his wardrobe.
Is there anything else we need to know before we end?
MafiaMisa: . . .I tag Chibi-tan. I doubt she'll do it, though. . .
Author's Note: So, yeah, as you may have noticed Adult!Reborn is my favorite character. HE NEEDS MORE LOVE~! :D
Review for OOC Reborn? :3 *not ashamed to resort to cheap tricks*
