so sorry for late updates
it’s getting really hard for me to write khr fanfics now
i’m debating whether or not i can hold out and write the requests slowly or if it’s just better for me to close down this blog
so sorry for late updates
it’s getting really hard for me to write khr fanfics now
i’m debating whether or not i can hold out and write the requests slowly or if it’s just better for me to close down this blog
She was going to die.
She knew it. They all knew it.
Even though Bluebell claimed she didn’t care one way or another, it still wasn’t fair. Even though that girl was the arcobaleno boss, she was still about the same age as Bluebell. But unlike her, Uni was going to die. And she was going to die soon.
Bluebell clenched her fists as she was hiding behind a wall in the base, watching Byakuran in a disarray to find the sky arcobaleno. They had to find her. They had to save her. Before Uni did anything rash and sacrifice herself for all those weaklings.
The long blue haired girl gritted her teeth as she tried to stop tears from flowing as she remembered the first time she met Uni.
The dark haired girl was under Byakuran’s hypnosis, but there were times she almost snapped out of it, not conscious that she was under a spell. Bluebell had wandered into the garden, wanting a bit of fresh air from being stuck in a tank all the time. As she was laying down under the shade of a large oak tree, she felt a presence beside her. Quickly getting up, the bluenette found a girl around her age beside her. She looked fragile.
”Excuse me. I’m sorry if I had waken you up. Do you mind if I join you?”
Even her voice sounded fragile, yet it was kind and warm.
Bluebell was then shown one of the nicest and beautiful smiles she had ever seen as lifeless blue eyes gazed out into the scenery around them.
She’s just a girl…
They never introduced themselves to each other, there was never a need too. Bluebell knew who Uni was, though she wasn’t sure if Uni knew who she was. But it didn’t really matter, since she was a mafia boss.
But she’s just a small young girl..
Yet so am I.
Bluebell had her painful past memories flash behind her blue eyes as she closed them, being reminded of the days where all she could think of was death.
But Byakuran had saved her. He had saved them all.
As the rain funeral wreath opened her eyes, she gave a small painful smile as the tears gently poured down her face, like rain.
We can save you too.
”Quiet you…weak herbivore..nn..”
Said so called herbivore cried out as the wolf inside him hit his sweet spot. His fluffy brown rabbit tail twitched as the wolf, Hibari Kyouya, continuously thrust inside of him. Long caramel ears lay limp on the white sheets as soft pale hands gripped the pillow their owner had his face currently buried into. Brown eyes opened wide as he was suddenly flipped over, meeting the lustful ones of the black wolf.
The rabbit, known as Tsuna by nickname, wrapped his arms around strong shoulders as his mouth was invaded by the other’s tongue. As they broke away, a string of saliva connected their mouths together.
Tsuna stared at up into his lover’s eyes. They always reminded him of the deep depths of the ocean. The dark blue, touched with grey, was a color the brunette rabbit could never stop staring into. The dark black haired framing a pale handsome face, along with dark wolf ears sitting on top of that hair, made Tsuna’s heart race every time he saw it.
Hibari Kyouya was truly beautiful.
”Ah! K-Kyouy-ah! T-Too much I can’t-!”
The midnight wolf pounded hard and fast inside his vegetarian lover, leaning down to bite into the slender neck.
As Hibari’s canines dug into Tsuna’s neck, the rabbit screamed out his lover’s name as he came over their chests.
The squeezing heat around his cock made the wolf release his semen inside Tsuna, marking him with his scent. This way no one will know not to touch the cute adorable rabbit known as Sawada Tsunayoshi, for one would know the scent covering his body along with the mating bite was Hibari Kyouya’s.
Pulling out, Hibari maneuvered their bodies so Tsuna was tucked under his arm as the rabbit fell into sleep.
Even though the rabbit was suppose to be prey, the solitary wolf couldn’t help but fall in love with him. And he knew the rabbit couldn’t help it either.
Love was made to be ironic.
Giotto had just entered his bedroom, having had a long day patrolling with G. around the city. He went into his bathroom that was adjoined to his room, stripping his clothes off in need of a nice warm shower.
As he turned on the water, he adjusted it to his fancied temperature and stepped in, letting the water hit his body, washing away dirt, sweat, and warming his body up. Giotto reached for the shampoo, squirting some into his hand as he raised his hands up to wash his hair.
Having had his eyes close and busy on scrubbing his scalp, the Vongola boss didn’t see the odd glow coming from under the crack of the bathroom door, nor did he hear said door open. It wasn’t until he realized there was an intruder in his bathroom until he had just finished washing all the shampoo off and said intruder had wrapped his arms around him.
Shocked, Giotto struggled, kicking the shin’s of, no doubt, a man. The intruder grunted and let his grip of the young boss loose, giving Giotto the opportunity to break away. The blonde went to the wall in front him, turning around with his back to the cool tiles of the shower wall as he glared at the intruder.
”Now, now..what’s with that kind of look?”
”Who the hell are you?”
”Oh that’s cold that you don’t remember me, Vongola Primo, Giotto.”
He knows my name?!
Aqua eyes narrowed down as Giotto glared into teasing amethyst. The guy did look familiar, white hair, those purple eyes, that purple tattoo under his left eye.
”Y-You…aren’t you from the future? That…That Mare kid, right? What the hell are you doing here? And in my shower?!”
”Tch, tch Gio-chan. So many questions that I don’t feel like answering.”
Giotto felt uneasy under the fake smile the man was giving him. It was then when the man started analyzing him, that the blonde realized he was butt naked, and wet from the water coming out of the shower sprout, in front of this guy. Said guy was also naked and wet from the shower still being on.
How did I not notice this before?!
Giotto blamed it on being tired.
”Though I will tell you, I came a long way here to the past for you. I thought I should give you a little something to thank you for so heroically coming to help your dear descendant in need of help to defeat me. Which he did.”
The blonde gulped and tried to move back when Byakuran started moving towards him, but the wall stopped him.
”So be the so great boss you are legend-ed to be and accept it, neh?”
”What are you talking abo-mph!”
Lips had suddenly enclosed on his, cutting off his speech. Giotto squirmed as he raised his arm and smacked Byakuran across the face, breaking the forced kiss.
However Byakuran just smirked as he felt the sting from the hit on his left cheek.
Feeling the uneasiness from before coming back stronghold at the sight of the white haired man’s smirk, Giotto felt his hands suddenly lifted up over his head, white vines entangling them. The blonde felt his body become comforted and held as flowers and vines came out from the shower wall, encircling his body and lifting it up. They wrapped around his chest, shoulders, arms, neck, waist, thighs, and legs. They spread his legs opened, and teased his nipples that were starting to become erect. One vine, thicker than the rest, played with his flaccid length, getting it to its hardened mass.
”Just enjoy it, Gio-chan.”
As he heard those words spoken softly at his ear, aqua eyes went wide in suprised and tears started forming in discomfort as a really thin vine made its way into his urethra.
”H-Hurts! Take it out!”
”Sshh Gio-chan, just relax.”
”How can I wh-Ah!”
Byakuran had managed to lubricate his fingers and had slid one in to the puckered hole between Giotto’s legs. The vines continued teasing the blonde man, playing with his nipples and dick, and the vine in his urethra slightly wiggled from the attention the vines were giving his penis.
Giotto was distracted from all the sensations he didn’t realize precisely what Byakuran was doing till he was done preparing. It was when the vine in his penis was removed, the vines on his chest as well and his legs rested on strong shoulders.
”This is my revenge, Gio-chan.”
Byakuran had thrust himself inside Giotto. Not even letting the man get use to the feeling, the white haired mafia boss started slamming into him, hitting the blonde’s sweet spot.
Said blonde was in a state of pain and pleasure. It hurt from the stretch but since he was prepared the pain faded quite fast. The fact that his prostate was being his with powerful thrusts had Giotto moaning in pleasure, drool running down his chin. His cheeks carried a bright red and his blue eyes were glazed over in lust.
When all was over, Byakuran had empty himself inside Giotto has Giotto came all over himself. The vines disappeared and the blonde slid down to the shower floor, passing out. Byakuran was kind enough to turn off the water and put him on his bed.
”Make sure you remember me in the future, Gio-chan.”
He only did it because she was linked to that man. The man that he wanted to kill. The man he was only going to find through this woman.
And that’s why he, Hibari Kyouya, got close to her. Why he got involved. Just because she knew where he was, Mukuro Rokudo. But, was it the reason why now, his head was currently placed in between her legs, licking her clit? Was it the reason why he made her moan in lust and pleasure as he circled his tongue around her, shoving it inside, getting a taste of her moist depths?
He decided to stop caring as he got intoxicated by her scent, undoing his kimono as he flipped her around, then put her on his lap, spreading her legs with his. He thrusted his cock in her womanhood, moving quick and rough. As she moaned, he bit at her neck while his hands grabbed a hold of her quite sized breasts, squeezing as they bounced due to the movement of his hips.
When Chrome had had enough, she screamed out softly, constricting around the dark haired man’s penis. She panted, coming down from the orgasmic high when Hibari slipped out of her, laid her down quickly as he maneuvered on top of her, pumping himself as he came on her face and boobs.
And when he was done, he got up, retied his kimono, and left the room. Hand to his forehead as he wondered just when was he going to keep up this game. But what he didn’t understand was that it wasn’t a game anymore, it never really was.
And it would never end.
I, the porn admin, has finally finished my share of fics.
There are still 3 that need to be written that the crack admin decided she wanted to write. So those 3 please be patient for her to write them.
Anyway, once again sorry for the long wait.
”My dear Chrome.”
You are my illusion.
In my dreams, in my life.
”Sssh, just relax.”
Chrome tried to as she felt the mist guardian sliding inside her, stretching her wide. Despite the uncomfortable pain, she was happy. Her and Mukuro were finally one.
You bring out a side of me that the world has never seen.
”Ngh..my darling Nagi..”
She held on to him, leaving marks on his back as she felt him whispering sweet words into her ear. He was so kind to her. And he seem to only be this kind to her. Rokudo Mukuro was a man often misunderstood, even by his own mind. Yet Chrome loved him, Chrome understood him. And Chrome would always be there for him no matter if he rules the world or not.
You’re my love, my fantasy, always a part of me.
Gasps and moans exited her mouth as the bluenette found her sweet spot, teasing her perked nipples, holding her jumping breasts. Mukuro was also emitting sounds, grunts and groans as he too felt pleasure of Chrome’s interior walls. They to soon reached completion, Chrome arching as she convulsed around the manhood inside her. Mukuro went to pull out, however Chrome stopped him.
He kissed her. Holding her as he released his essence inside her. They continued embracing, sharing kisses, Mukuro pulling out as they laid beside each other. Both soon fell asleep, however it was the older male that did so first. This gave Chrome a moment to see his sleeping, unguarded face. And how handsome it was. She smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek, on the lips, and fell asleep in his arms.
”Good night, Mukuro sama.”
My star in my dark night sky.
It was quick.
Then again it always was.
Quick and painful.
A deed meant to be full of love was full of agony every time. There was no love.
They were arcobaleno, the world’s strongest seven that were stuck to a curse of a baby’s body until death. Yet somehow, some way, they escaped their fates and their curses were broken. But no one would ever love them, no one ever could. Nor could any of them love anyone else.
That’s why they had each other. That’s why they did these cruel acts, to each other. No one felt their pain and misfortune but them.
Teeth cut into a purple lipstick coated lip, ripping into it. Blood trickled down, yet it just seemed to excite the monster behind him more.
Skull clenched his fists as his knees were scraped from being moved across the hard concrete. He refused to make any noise, not letting Reborn know how much he was affecting him. It was better to be indifferent, than to show any emotion, even pain.
As for Reborn, not a mark, not a sound, just the movement of his hips sharp against Skull’s buttocks. He was still fully clothed except for his zipper, his fedora covering his face.
Over time, who knows how long, the sun arcobaleno finally grew tired and finished, using Skull as his personal cum bucket. Skull just happened to cum before hand, several times, not that Reborn ever cared.
The hitman would then get up, straighten himself out, then walk away, leaving the stunts devil in ripped clothes, blood, and semen. The purple haired cloud arcobaleno would then get up, long after Reborn had left, making himself a decent as he can back to his home where he would then shower, trying to erase Reborn’s mark.
But Reborn’s mark never went away. It never will.
And with that fact known, a slid tear escaped, running down the purple tear tattoo on Skull’s face.
His curse would never be broken.
”G-Gokudera kun..? Can I…CanIdoitthistime?”
Gokudera Hayato and Sawada Tsunayoshi had been going out for a while. Doing naughty things like getting each other off and having sex wasn’t something new to them. However as both boys were naked, Gokudera between Tsuna’s spread legs, forest green orbs stared at scared caramel.
It wasn’t that Gokudera had an issue with Tsuna being top, just that the boy seemed embarrassed every time they did these things he didn’t think the brunette would be able to be the one doing him. He got excited.
They switched places so that it was Tsuna in between Gokudera’s legs. Then, the silverette started giving Tsuna instructions.
”First get your fingers wet.”
”I-I know! You do it for me all the time…”
Blushing, Tsuna sucked on his fingers till they were soaked in his spit, moving them down to Gokudera’s untouched anus. He gently applied pressure, just like how the storm did it, until his finger pushed through the little ring of resistance.
”Ah! G-Good Juudaime…Now move it…slowly..”
So Tsuna did, following Gokudera’s instructions. He carefully slid his index finger in and out of the tight heat, feeling it loosen up.
”Now..oh..the second one.”
Again obeying the silverette, the mafia boss added his middle finger into the sloppy mix. He continued how he was before, sliding them in and out, loosening the other male more.
”Sp-spread them…widen me for you Juudaime..”
Concentrating for not wanting to hurt his right hand man, Tsuna spread apart his fingers inside Gokudera, widening him as instructed. When he got use to doing it, as the storm guardian got use to the intrusion, Tsuna alternated between spreading and sliding. He continued to do so till Gokudera spoke again.
”Ju-Juah!-daime…n-now..put yourself insi-ah-de me.”
Nodding, Tsuna gently slid his fingers out of the prepared hole, slicking himself up just as Gokudera always does before entering. Moving his cock to the entrance, the Vongola boss held on to the strong pale legs of Gokudera, slowly and gently entering the tight heat.
”Y-Yes! That’s it…All the way..”
Listening to Gokudera’s encouragement, Tsuna completely filled the silverette with his manhood, giving a soft groan at the unknown tightness around him. It wasn’t suffocating, it felt good. Very, very good. Was this how Gokudera felt inside him?
”You can move Juudaime…please..”
And so Tsuna did. He gave small experimental thrusts, finding his rhythm at the sounds of pleasure from the boy beneath him.
”OH! R-Right there! Hit that spot!”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
”S-Say my name…Hayato..ngh..”
”T-Tsuna! You feel so good, Tsuna! Fuck me more!”
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
”M-Me ah! too…”
They came simultaneously, Tsuna inside Gokudera, coating his anal walls with his cum. Gokudera came on to his stomach and chest, panting as the brunette collapsed on top of him.
”That was…amazing. You’re so good, Juudaime..”
”Can I top again?”
These two are pretty close so I just combined them
”Geez…I can’t believe I had to ask him for help. I’m just as smart as he is! And yet, I don’t understand this subject at all…”
Miura Haru continued talking to herself, her university bag on her right shoulder as she made her way to her new tutor’s apartment. Said tutor being none other than Gokudera Hayato. How?
The now 21 year old woman, having an extra class in her college schedule, decided to take psychology. She thought it would be fun, exciting, yet the brunette wasn’t able to understand people and their personalities, and the reasoning behind that, at all. She excelled in everything else, just not this class, and not bearing the thought of even getting a B, she had called up Gokudera, the only other person she knew that would help her free of charge. And surprisingly the silver haired man agreed to it.
Coming to the gates of the apartment complex, she ringed in, alerting the resident inside that she was here. The gate soon opened, a male voice saying ”Come in. Third floor.”
Making her way up to the building, she thought of how nice Gokudera was being. Then again, he always kinda was like this. He didn’t trust people he didn’t know well, and they did argue a lot, calling each other names, however he really didn’t do anything mean or cruel. He never did. Haru blushed as she caught herself thinking this, and shook her head to clear it of any silly lovey dovey thoughts. She had long given up Tsuna, but to move on to Gokudera?
Not being given the chance to dwell on it longer, the elevator she had been in opened up, letting her know she had reached her destination. Upon stepping out, the young woman moved her way to the room Gokudera had told her he was located in, and knocked on the door. A few seconds later it opened, revealing a man in dark red jeans, belts decorating his waist and a button up white shirt. The first few buttons were unbutton, leaving a pale chest to be slightly seen. He let her in, showing her to the table to where he would help teach her about the human psych.
”You can set your bag on the table and get out the material we will need for today. Also, you will need to tell me just what you don’t understand and we will work on the basic parts today. But before that, would you like some tea?”
”Ah, yes please.”
Leaving to go get them some tea and small snacks, Haru sat down on a cushion at the table, getting out her notes and text book. She was wearing a long sleeve lavender sweater which hugged her figure in a cute way. Her brown hair was down, as she stopped wearing it in a pony tail now a days, and it reached a little below her shoulders, one side of her bangs clipped back with hair clips. She was wearing black shorts with black stockings reaching to her thigh. All in all, she turned out quite pretty, having a little young girl charm to her aura.
Gokudera came back with the tea, offered her hers and the snacks, and they went straight to work. A few hours later and he called it quits, Haru agreeing with him. As she stretched from having sat for so long, Gokudera getting up to put the empty cups and tray in the kitchen, she smiled to herself as she decided she indeed made the right choice in having Gokudera as a tutor. Now she was sure she was going to keep her A in the class now that she understood it better thanks to the silverette.
Wanting to have just a slight peek around as Gokudera was still as secretive as ever, Haru wandered around, coming to a small room at the end of the hall. Opening it she peered inside. It was pretty much empty except for a grand piano in the middle and a bench. She walked up to it, noticing how clean and well kept it was.
”So he plays piano? I never knew…”
”What are you doing in here stupid woman?”
Haru jumped and turned towards the doorway, seeing Gokudera who had a slight frown on his lips.
”I was jus-just looking around! There’s no problem in that is there? And so, you never told me you played!”
”Liar! Then why is a piano here?”
”It serves as a precious and painful memory of a woman close to me.”
”Wo-woman?” For some reason Haru felt a pang of jealousy. Although there wasn’t a reason she should.
The silver haired man had walked up to her, no not her, more like the piano and touched it. His striking foreign forest eyes were full of an unknown sadness that Haru had no idea of what caused so much sorrow.
Not even knowing what in the world possessed her to do this bold move, Haru moved her hand to cup Gokudera’s cheeks, giving him a soft kiss on the lips. She blushed softly at the surprised look the man gave her.
”I don’t know what happened to you in the past to give you so much misery, but no one deserves to have so much sadness inside themselves.”
She was enveloped by strong lean arms, her lips captured by Gokudera’s this time as he kissed her. Haru let him, not having the strength nor want to stop him. The kiss over time got deeper. It soon turned into a french kiss which the two parted as they needed air, a small string of saliva connecting them. Hosting the younger woman up on top of the piano, Gokudera moved so he was hovering over her, Haru’s back against the cool black surface.
”Don’t worry. It’s okay.”
She didn’t know where this unknown confidence came from, but it let her shed her sweater, showing off her white lacy bra as Gokudera kissed her neck. Haru let him undress her, taking off her shorts and stockings, leaving her in her undergarments. Did she feel pity for him? Sorrow? No, this wasn’t because she felt sorry for him. Haru is letting him do this because she has feelings for him.
I love him.
Having Gokudera take his shirt off, she helped him unclasped her bra and slide off her panties, her bare skin rising in goosebumps at the coldness of the piano she was on. He unbuckled all his belts, unzipping his pants and took himself out. The two embraced and shared another kiss as Haru wrapped her legs around the silverette’s waist.
He entered her slowly, gently, sliding right into her. She shivered and moaned out, scared and happy at the same time. As they both got use to the strange sensations, they started moving together. Gokudera thrusted gently into the wet heat of the woman in front of him, Haru unconsciously moving her hips up to let his cock slide in deeper. They continued this love making, Gokudera moving to play at Haru’s breasts, sucking and teasing the nipples as they bounced up and down.
The simulation was killing the brunette. She shook and screamed out Gokudera’s name as she came, her body arching. Giving a few more thrusts, the storm also came, exiting Haru and spurting his cum on to her stomach and breasts.
As they panted, coming down from the rush and exhaustion they were feeling due to the fact they had sex with each other, Gokudera held on to Haru, Haru holding him in her arms.
”Don’t leave me…”
”Sssh.” She petted his hair, running her fingers through soft silver locks.
”Don’t worry. I won’t. Even if you get sick of me, even though you can’t stand me, even though I annoy you to the point you can’t take me anymore, I won’t leave you.”
”Would you have it any other way?”
Instead of answering, Gokudera just held her tighter.
Haru smiled and looked up at the ceiling.
Love is sure an expected thing, isn’t it?