A/N: Woah, 3 fanfics in 2 days. Just 1 day before a major exam? My life is over.

Anyways, I bring you the first non 8059 chapter in this series! D18! Yeah, the whip and handcuffs part are finally starting to get to me (how horribly late, I know.)

Just a few warning: this chapter will contain a lot of tools used, and is briefly non-con. Anyone who gets disturbed by such things, (for I traumatized my ownself too), I would advise you to not read this chapter.

(But don't worry, I did list this series as humor didn't I? Nothing bad will happen... eventually.)

Fine fine I'll shut up and present you the porn already.

Roles of the Day: Um, Whipper and Person-Being-Handcuffed-to-a-Chair...?

It's a Foreigner's Thing

The crack of a whip and the swipe of a tonfa later, the two men finally came face to face with each other.

"We'll call it a day now," the blonde, wet with perspiration, declared. "I think you're good enough to move on to the next stage of training now."

The other boy, equally drenched in perspiration, wiped his lower jaw with his sleeve.

"Great job, Kyoya. This calls for a celebration!" The Cavallone said.

Hibari raised a not-too-amused eyebrow at Dino and without waiting for an answer, turned around and left the rooftop.

His legs were wobbly as he stumbled, after having fought without taking any breaks the entire afternoon. A few steps later, he collapsed.

Consciousness drifted in. Finally he collected enough awareness to force his eyelids open. His vision blurred into clarity, and revealed that he was in a small and dark room, something like a gym but with a much grimmer overtone.

…where was he? He flexed his biceps and pushed himself up, only to be pulled back by something pinching at his wrists and ankles. He fell back into what he seemed to be sitting on - a hard, metallic chair and noticed that it was unusually cold where his body made contact with the material.

He looked down to see that he had been stripped of his clothing. His wrists felt like they had been handcuffed behind the chair (and they were, after he tested it out) and his ankles to either arms of the chair, forcing him into a squatting position.

Hibari's frown deepened with annoyance. Who dares do this to him? Who dares kidnap Hibari Kyoya? Who dares?

He was about to sound out his thoughts when a voice cut in. "So you've awakened." It was a familiar voice, but made to sound a lot deeper than he could recognize.

"Name yourself," Hibari demanded.

There was a chuckle. (That herbivore dared chuckle in front of him?) The voice spoke again, "You'll know later, just concentrate on the fun for now, okay?"

Before Hibari could respond a strip of black cloth was flung over his eyes and blocked out his sight. He could no longer see, but he was skilled enough to be able to rely on his other senses.

"I am not amused at all, herbivore. I would advise you to stop this before I decide to bite you to death in a more brutal way than I already plan to," he threatened with cold, chilly words. "Release me now...!"

Hibari was halfway through his speech when a sensitive part of his chest, his nipples to be exact, felt something light and feathery tickle it. An odd sensation shot through his veins, he wasn't a ticklish person but it felt really weird to him.

"Oh, they got hard." The perpetrator commented, his breath hot on Hibari's chest. "Are you finally feeling something from my whip?"

Hibari grunted and before he could reply his other nipple felt a thumb and index finger pinch it. Hibari willed himself to put up a poker face. The daring fingers pinched, twisted, rubbed and even pulled the solid bud… It was still an odd feeling; Hibari couldn't quite put a name to it. But he definitely felt anger build up inside him.

The atrocitiy to even try humiliate Hibari Kyouya! This herbivore will be guaranteed a slow and painful death.

"Stop it this instance," he ordered, serious intent obvious in his words.

The stranger replied, "Hm? But your little guy is beginning to show some reaction."

Indeed, Hibari's organ was half stiff, his sacs and a little bit of the bottom of the shaft a slight ruby flush. It continued rising on its own, slowly, bit by bit.

Hibari snarled, making his rage apparent. He then felt something sharp sink into his neck. Another weird sensation zapped through his body. That herbivore had the guts to actually try to bite him? His death wish shall be granted, whether he liked it or not.

The perpetrator nibbled on the soft patch of flesh connecting his neck and shoulder nevertheless. The leader of the student council smelt like the generic brand of soap, but it was a pleasant smell nevertheless.

The man's tongue lapped at the heated skin. He alternated between bites, licks and smooches as he travelled south, tasting his muscles and battle scars along his chest. He sucked on the boy's nipple with his lips, flicked the solid bud with his tongue, and sometimes nibbled it gently. When he's had his fill, the man travelled down to fourteen-year-old's toned abdomen. All the while, Hibari was struggling to break out of his constrains.

"Ooh, the little guy's fully up now." The man finally stopped.

"I'll bite you to death. You'd wish you hadn't been born," Hibari spat, fully enraged at the maliciousness of such acts performed on him.

The other man seemed to have ignored his death threats, because Hibari heard the sound of some electric whirring, like that of an electronic shaver.

Then, something vibrating vigorously made contact with the tip of his penis. Hibari's entire body tensed, a silent breath escaped his throat at the pleasurable feeling. Yes it was pleasurable, but he hated to admit it.

By then the vibrating tool was down along his length, tickling, exciting the organ, and then back up and circled round the furiously red tip again.

Hibari was putting all the strength he could muster into preventing him from showing signs that he was enjoying it. "Knh…!" But the more he tried, the more gratifying the sensation grew.

He thought he heard a snigger from the kidnapper, and the next second the device had left his fluid-coated shaft and moved down past the sensitive but equally wet patch of skin. By then the whirring sound had ceased and so did the vibrations. But the gratification that continue pummeling his senses wasn't compromised.

The next thing he felt was something circling his rim of muscles of a secret part of his body nobody should ever see. Hibari threw his legs up, but the cuffs on his ankles sliced into his flesh and were flung back down. He hissed some more, toes opening and curling in reflex.

"…fucking… kill…" His words were incoherent.

The motion stopped. He thought he felt the tip of this device barely kissing the entrance to his body. Finally regaining some sense of logic, Hibari panted, "Don't you fucking dare." Acidity laced his words. He really resembled a predator now, with his sharp fangs bared in hostility and the corner of his mouth dripping with spit.

But the thing pushed past the pink muscles and inside him anyway. Hibari was taken by surprise and couldn't control the gasp that escaped him. He arched his body, limbs tensing desperately to be released from their restrains. His jaw slackened and hung open, powerless.

The foreign object began sliding in and out, in and out of him. This continued for some time, accompanied with squelching sounds. The man who was responsible for this was also half-breathless, having scrutinized the way his beautiful captive's rim of muscle alternate between stretching and clenching as the bulb forced its way in and out. When he pulled out new strands of white fluid got stuck to the plastic tool. He was very glad that Hibari was obviously enjoying this.

"Why are you trying to fight it? Why are you denying yourself of the pleasure? You deserve to enjoy things, Kyoya."

The mention of his name hammered some sense of rationality back into the boy's mind. "This voice… Cava-…!"

He was interrupted by a long, large thing forcing itself all the way up and into his insides.

"Hm? Were you saying something Kyouya?"

Hibari was too overwhelmed to speak. His head laid back on the top of the chair, out of breath and panting heavily. His chest heaved up and down, laced with beads of perspiration.

Dino smiled. "Never mind then." He flipped the switch of the vibrator on.

"Ugh…!" Hibari's attempt to stifle his cries resulted in a hoarse whimper. The thing… It's moving…! This damn thing is moving in circles inside me…! That fucking Cavallone. That fucking herbivore, how dare he!

"I'll kill you, Cavallone. I'll fucking kill you. I swear," was all he had enough energy for to say. But the toxic that dripped from his words was no less lethal.

Something soft attacked his lips. Dino had covered Hibari's mouth with his own, his tongue stroking and exploring the inside of the drool-coated cavern. Bite it, bite his fucking tongue off, the skylark told himself. But he found it highly displeasing that he was too lethargic to even move his jaw. He did have strength to move his tongue, however, and relished the Cavallone's inside. He tasted… not bad, for a herbivore.

Dino broke off. The vibrator stopped sliding, although it continued quivering and moving around in circles. Hibari hissed when he realized that Dino had left it inside him and for his own muscles to clench in. No matter how he tried his rim muscles wouldn't slacken either. Every time he tried to relax, the vibrator would tickle at a new spot in his walls again and he would tighten in response. His physical reactions made him weak, and he disliked it.

His throbbing member then felt something wet encase his bulb and a thick, slick muscle slosh at it skillfully. By then his penis was pulsating so hard his body felt like it was burning, as if he was set on fire. Hibari's heavy breaths grew louder, to the point that merely breathing through his nostrils would be useless.

Dino's lips slid up and down along the shaft, his tongue accompanying it by licking up the aftermath of saliva he left on the burning skin. On the places he couldn't reach with his mouth, he wrapped his heated palm over it, pumping in time to each bob of his head.

Something was threatening to burst inside Hibari. He didn't know what this feeling was, but he couldn't deny that it felt good any longer. His cries were mixed in with his gasps as an intensely gratifying sensation exploded inside him. His member pulsated as it released substances into Dino's mouth.

No he didn't care if it was a rude thing to do. Heck it felt like he was pissing into his mouth, and revenge was sweet. That fucking Cavallone doesn't deserve to be treated politely.

He was barely catching his breath when Dino cut him off with a kiss again. This time his mouth was even wetter and stickier than just now, and honestly, it stank. Hibari finally realized that Dino had made him taste the substance he forced down Dino's throat. Had Hibari not been so zapped of energy now, he would have broke out of the damn chair and pummel the Italian's face to pulp with his tonfa. He was shaking with rage.

Dino finally pulled back, their moistened lips connected by and dripping with the sticky white fluid. He reached over and undid the blind cloth, allowing Hibari to see for the first time since all this atrocity started.

Hibari let out a deep growl, almost akin to that of a very angered carnivore. His eyes shone with fury. But Dino also spotted the sheen of moisture coating his eyes, a tiny pearl threatening to fall down any moment. It clawed at Dino's heart, and he wiped away the dirty liquid caking his jaws, and put a light but loving kiss on the corner of his eye. "Sorry, Kyoya, if I scared you," he apologized.

The rage monster growing inside of Hibari seemed to have shrunk a bit when he heard the apology. Rationality began to take over his emotions now.

Sensing that his trainee had calmed down a little, Dino retreated, looking down at the sky lark. He smiled, glad that Hibari's anger had been controlled somewhat.

That's when Hibari saw that Dino had not been clothed as well. Despite a lack of light, there was just enough for him to make out the highlights and shadows of his toned muscles and scars – way more than he had, some of them caused by his own whip – … and the Italian's very big and very red appendage.

Discovering that he had been staring at his tutor's length stirred his senses alive again. He looked down and saw to his dismay that his own member was upright again. He hissed in annoyance.

Dino simply chuckled, finding Hibari's antics helplessly adorable. Then he regained his composure, leaning in to the boy's face. Hibari saw in his eyes a shade of lust and wanton, being uselessly held back by sensibility. His voice was low and husky, "I'm going to go in now."

Hibari protested, throwing more intimidating death threats at him but the full, thick length went inside him anyway. It took a while but once Dino's penis was entirely inside him Hibari's grunts ended, him being reduced to mere heavy pants again. His walls were throbbing as they tried to get used to the size. It was much bigger and touched deeper spots than the vibrator did – and it felt ten times better.

"I'm going to start moving. I'll promise I'll make you feel good, okay Kyoya?"

Dino started thrusting. His pumps started out slow and gentle, before gradually accentuating to something fast and needy. None of them spoke, they only heard their breathless gasps, 'squelch, squelch, squelch' and the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

In the midst of rocking their hips together, Dino reached to release Hibari's wrists from the handcuffs. A rational Hibari would have told him that this was the chance for him to exact his revenge, but a passion-driven Hibari simply wrapped his arms around the Cavallone and dug his nails into his back, pulling him in closer. In an attempt to hide his gasps, however, the boy bit down hard on Dino's shoulder. But Dino didn't mind. That was probably the boy's way of expressing his emotions.

Hibari came once more, spilling the milky white fluid over both their stomachs. Dino came next, barely pulling out in time. The pulsating wet hole leaked with the sticky liquid.

Dino slumped back onto the floor, catching his breath as he struggled to prop himself up to look at Hibari. Once Hibari regained some ounces of strength, the first thing he told the blonde lying on the ground was "I will… still fucking bite you to dea-"

He blacked out.

When he was awake again he found himself lying on a comfortable mattress, covered with a thick blanket. He sat up, head pounding painfully. Contrary to what he thought he remembered, he was dressed again, in smooth silk pyjamas. Next to him laid a blonde man, who had been watching him intently – perhaps unsettlingly – all these while.

"Good morning, Kyoya~" Dino chirped. "Have you had enough rest?"

Hibari snarled. "You dare mention the atrocity."

Dino pouted. "Don't put it like that, I was trying to make you feel good."

"That was unnecessary. And I will still bite you to death. In a very inhumane way."

Dino grinned sheepishly, perhaps a little afraid of the sky lark. He swung his arms around his trainee's waist, burying his face into his stomach. "But you deserve to feel good. You've been trying so hard, it feels wrong to not reward you or something. You deserve a lot more than you credit yourself for, Kyoya. Treat yourself nicely once in a while."

Dino then heaved himself up and planted a light kiss on the boy's lips. "Oh by the way, in case you haven't heard, I like you Kyoya, very much," he said, and leant back in for the gentle kiss once more, smiling.

Hibari didn't retaliate this time, and he was pretty sure he was in his rational mind too. He... sort of liked this too.

When they pulled away it was Hibari broke the silence first.

"Is this… what people in your country do?" He asked without a sense of embarrassment, his emotionless expression in place.

Dino only laughed coyly and scratched his head, unsure of how to answer.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Namimori…

"Brace yourself for punishment, my foolish minion!" The crack of a whip sounded.

The said minion was blindfolded and chained to the frame of the bed. "Ahhaha this is so exciting, Gokudera!" Yamamoto laughed gleefully.

Gokudera gritted his teeth in embarrassment. "Sh-shut up and let me top you properly!"

A/N: Fine, I lied. I couldn't help it, 8059 is too dominant in my fangirl mind right now. Hope you enjoyed the little omake!

Thank you for reading this! I hope it's not too senseless (who am I kidding). And I don't have much experience with writing Hibari and Dino, so it would be greatly appreciated if you could give me tips on their personality and stuff. At least, I hope I did a fairly decent job of their characterization?

Reviews are another thing that are appreciated. :3 Thank you for taking your time to read this! Until next time!