Dignified

AN: Couldn't help but write this. Enjoy.

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“You’re fucking with me, Hibari Kyoya.” Mukuro said sweetly though there was a twist of something more relentless hidden in his voice.

“I could be, if you were a bit more agreeable.” Hibari said and Mukuro growled at that. Where did the Cloud Guardian get off being flippant anyways? That was his trademark, not the uptight former prefect’s.

Then again Hibari had decided to pick today of all days to be insufferably self-serving. Not that Mukuro really minded a little backbone in his partners, far be it from him to complain, particularly considering he had known exactly what he had been getting into when he had decided to jump into Hibari’s bed of all places—well he had thought he’d known what he had been getting into.

“Stop being difficult Kyoya.” Mukuro whined softly, dropping his voice to a low purr and stepping up behind the other man who sat on a cushion on the floor, his spine curving just slightly as he bent over a low wooden table, pouring over work as per usual.

Mukuro dropped to his knees behind Hibari and pressed his chest to him, wrapping his arms around his neck and resting his chin on his shoulder. Hibari growled low in his throat but Mukuro couldn’t help but smirk as Hibari tilted his head just so, until his cheek was brushing up against Mukuro’s bangs.

There was a long moment of silence in which Mukuro seriously pondering pressing the other man to the floor right then and there and fucking him senseless. But in all likelihood such an attempt on his part would end in a series of cuts and bruises and nasty bumps upside the head for him and little else. No, force was never the way to get sex from Hibari Kyoya, though it was particularly effective in getting him a great many other things, such as a good fight. A perfect form of stress-relief. But Mukuro was horny, not stressed—well okay perhaps he was a little stressed but only because he was so horny and Hibari was being so difficult.

“Come now Kyoya. Stop holding out on me.”

“I’m not. The choice is yours.” Hibari said, unaffected.

“Yes, but you can’t actually expect me to....” Mukuro trailed off in a hiss, his arms tightening painfully around Hibari’s neck though the other man showed no sign of distress at the act.

“Certainly I do. Remember I did as you asked the last time, and the time before that and the times before that.” Hibari didn’t sound bitter or angry though perhaps he had a right to, but rather his voice was rather plain, simply stating a fact.

Completely. Unaffected. Mukuro groaned.

“Fine.” Mukuro whispered, swallowing hard. “Have it your way then.” His arms loosened around Hibari and he grumbled low in his throat but avoided thinking too hard about what he was doing. A low shudder ran through him and then Mukuro laughed softly, pressing himself against Hibari’s back more firmly, his tongue licking over the shell of Hibari’s ear, languid and wet.

Hibari turned to him then his smile like a cat that got the cream—though Mukuro found he had to stop himself before he got any further with that metaphor for the sake of his own mental stability.

“Does it affect you?” Hibari asked, his hand reaching out, running through his hair, against his cheek and along his jaw, contemplative.

“It does.” Mukuro confirmed, leaning into that touch, hungry for more. There was a sense of tepid humiliation in the knowledge of what he had consented to though Mukuro couldn’t deny that he was rock hard—had been the whole time. And when Hibari looked at him like that there was not even a shred of shame left in him, only sheer lust.

Mukuro wasn’t quite certain at that point who launched themselves at whom but Hibari was pressed hard against him in an instant, his hands scrambling at clothes that were too—well clothy and....and....and too—concealing. Mukuro groaned as Hibari freed their cocks in seeming unison and pressed them together rutting his hips eagerly.

Of all things that Hibari was, he was most certainly not a careless lover but the way in which he tore at him, rough and feral was intoxicating. Mukuro groaned headily as Hibari’s hands pressed against every inch of available skin. All too quickly Mukuro found himself caught between laughing and moaning in pleasure as their cocks slid against each other, wet and hot and very pleasing.

The uncontrolled power that fluttered through Mukuro as Hibari fell on him was enough to make him flush with incredible heat and tremble so very thoroughly.

“You really can’t control yourself can you?” Mukuro drawled, with a none too subtle twitch of his ass, squirming a little at the unfamiliar sensation that the movement sent through his body. Hibari growled against his neck, teeth clamping on the exposed skin of his neck as Mukuro arched into him, feeling far too sensitive for his own good.

Licking his lips Mukuro tried to remind himself to stay focused. The illusion would fade if he let it slip too soon, and with a groan that echoed deep in his head, he thought only that he couldn’t let that happen.

Hibari was certainly a force to be reckoned with in such a lust-ridden state though. Without Mukuro even having a chance to think about it he found himself completely stripped naked, his body bent under Hibari’s eager form. The other man’s yukata was open and Mukuro reached up with exploratory hands only to have his wrists grabbed and pinned firmly above his head.

With low stuttered breathing Hibari lent over him, his lips ghosting against his jaw and then up and up. Their hips continued to rock against each other, needy and familiar. And then there was a completely unexpected sensation of pleasure that sparked through him. Mukuro moaned and his hips twitched as he tried to keep his head under the sudden onslaught of magma in his veins: liquid satisfaction.

“That was magnificent.” Mukuro moaned with a breathless laugh of surprise.

“They’re so soft.” Hibari whispered, and Mukuro couldn’t help but smirk at the sheer adoration that Hibari’s voice belayed.

With a faint smile still on his lips, Mukuro spread his legs and bucked his hips, he tossed his head to the side, and with a wink he flickered the gently furred ears on the top of his head. Almost in response he felt the tail between his legs twitch, rubbing tantalizingly against his thigh.

Hibari grunted and any restraint he had seemed to falter entirely at Mukuro’s provocation.

“Turn over.” He snarled, his eyes dark with lust. Hibari lent in and kissed him hard, once on the lips and then flipped him over. Mukuro found he was more than agreeable, particularly when Hibari hand stroked the length of his tail, curtailing the soft and fluffy appendage with revering, firm fingers. Mukuro’s hips pumped forward of their own accord, shuddering as his cock began to strain, dripping and painfully engorged.

Having an extra appendage, one he was not in the least bit use to was more exciting than he had thought possible. Nothing that Hibari did to his tail was anything other than novel and pleasurable, and every last move was so unexpected that he couldn’t help but arch his back and shudder in ecstasy.

And then Hibari was kicking his knees apart, his hand pressing down hard between his shoulder blades, forcing his head down.

There was a moments pause and then—

“Kyoya!” Mukuro hissed as the other man’s hand closed firmly around his tail and pulled up hard.

Hibari grinned and licked his lips at the sight before his eyes. The thought of being gentle occurred to him; he wasn’t quite certain how sensitive Mukuro’s illusion was. But he abandoned the idea when he spotted Mukuro’s thick, dripping cock and the wanton way the other man spread his legs as he jerked on the fluffy appendage.

Reaching under low work table Hibari grabbed the half empty tube of lube that he had hidden there and slipped the cap off with a masterful twist of his fingers. With his left hand he lifted Mukuro’s tail out of the way, jerking up on the appendage and watching quite near mesmerized as it made Mukuro arch his back and lift his ass.

Hibari bit his lip as his trailed liberally slick fingers along Mukuro’s crease, breathily caressing the hanging swollen balls making the blue-haired man twitch and moan, an airy and faraway sound.

The thump of his heart was nearly choking as he eyed the puckered pink hole that was bared to his vision, making him heady with lust. Hibari stroked up the length of his crease, watching riveted at the trembling twitches of the muscles in Mukuro’s thighs. He pushed in with two slick fingers and groaned at the heat that embraced them, his brow scrunching as he watched the tender flesh stretching to accommodate the digits.

Three fingers and Mukuro’s body was wracked with shivers as he tried to pump his hips back on them. Hibari pulled his tail up higher, exposing him further and restricting his movement. Mukuro threw his back head, a look of burning hunger in his eyes, his lips parted in a devil’s smile.

Pulling his fingers out, Hibari smirked, watching Mukuro bury his head against his forearms in frustration, his ears twitching delectably, so much so that he couldn’t help but drape himself over Mukuro’s back and run his lips over the left one. Mukuro tipped his head back to allow Hibari easy access, an unusually uninhibited moan on his tongue.

Hibari continued to lave attention on each of Mukuro’s ears in turn, scraping his teeth over them and loving the high keening sound that he practically ripped from Mukuro with the action. All the while he poured lube over his cock with one hand, gritting his teeth in anticipation as he slicked the wetness over his rigid organ.

There was a minute when Hibari felt like time stood still as he pulled Mukuro’s tail up once more, exposing him and swallowing as he pressed the tip of his cock against Mukuro’s entrance, his muscles clenching with anticipation as Mukuro tossed his head, blue hair splaying over his back and cascading over his sides and ribs.

And then the world was shuddering around him again, the air heavy with lust and need, demanding that he take action.

As Hibari pushed his hips forward, Mukuro met him by ducking his head and bearing back. There was an echoing groan that slid past his lips as Mukuro’s muscles stretched around him, the sound drawn out by a pale ghost of his climax running through him all too pre-emptively, catching him unawares and taking the breath from his lungs. Hibari held himself on shaking arms, most of his weight resting on Mukuro who had the sense to hold very still indeed.

Pulling out nearly to the tip, and groaning at the way it made Mukuro’s hips twitch, Hibari paused again to catch his breath, feeling very much more out of control than he was use to. But the excitement that raced through him was electrifying, making him choke on his own shuddering breaths as he plunged his cock into Mukuro’s tight ass once more.

“Nn—Kyoya.” Mukuro grunted, his head bowed and his brows furrowed as he looked back at Hibari. The ears on the top of his head roved a little, shivering as his body did, and Hibari watched with narrowed eyes as a fiery need continued to swell in his veins. He couldn’t help it. Mukuro just looked so fuckable like this.

One hand on Mukuro’s hip, the other still holding the man’s tail, Hibari drove into him, pleasure curling dizzyingly up his spine. The slow spread of ecstasy became a directed spear as a particularly sharp thrust found Mukuro’s prostate and had the other man clamping hard around his buried cock.

Mukuro’s voice was a low yowl, and his arms seemed to give out under him as back arched, dropping so that the plane between his shoulder blades was a deep valley, and his neck was beautifully exposed. Hibari leant in to place a nipping bite against the nape of Mukuro’s neck, his hips moving in short concentrated thrusts. He inhaled the scent of Mukuro;s hair and groaned against his neck as the clenching body under him started to send his senses into overdrive.

With a guttural groan Mukuro began to rock back into his increasingly harried thrusts, low whines escaping him as he struggled to keep from being fucked face-first into the floor. He couldn’t help but jerk back hard, his muscles strung tight and screaming at him as Hibari’s cock ground into his sweetspot, leaving Mukuro a breathless, shaking mess.

Almost belatedly Mukuro felt his muscles contract and Hibari groaned rather vocally behind him before tensing into stillness for a full minute. In vain Mukuro tried to rock back against the shaft that had him stretched and trembling but Hibari held him in place with infuriating ease.

“Please.” Mukuro ground out, he needed to have that electric current running through him again, he was strung out and the with every passing second that Hibari held him still his body shook more and more and his tenuous hold on his illusion was slipping.

Mukuro collapsed, his right cheek pressing against the tatami matted floor as Hibari pressed his chest to his back, draping himself entirely over Mukuro’s sweaty form. Hibari’s hand continued to stroke the furry appendage that was trapped between the two of them, sending exhausting tendrils of pleasure up and down his spine.

Hibari’s hot breath poured over his neck and left ear and Mukuro had the mind to make out that he was panting hard. When he spoke Hibari’s voice was tight and low and it made Mukuro whine despite himself. “I’m at my limit, Mukuro.”

“Hah...me too. Though I didn’t think you’d lose it this bad.”

“I’m going to fuck you through the floor, just thought I’d give you fair warning.” Hibari purred into his ear and Mukuro felt himself flush to his ears as the words poured over him. He could feel the way his cock gushed wet with precome and strained to painful hardness against the stretch of his foreskin as Hibari’s words sunk in.

“Yes!” He yelped as without any further preamble Hibari proceeded to repeatedly bury himself from head to hilt in his clenching hole, hips moving with all the authority of an unburdened locomotive. Mukuro’s hands found no purchase whatsoever on the slippery tatami mats and the pleasure that rocketed through him made him oblivious to everything short of Hibari’s body rocking hard into his own. Mukuro felt the swollen tip of his cock brush against the floor and the sensation was too much, Mukuro felt his eyes squeeze closed as he balls clenched and he released his hot seed in wrenching streams against the floor.

Hibari gave a needy shout of his own, his arm closing around Mukuro’s middle and yanked him back hard, slamming his hips forward at the same time, biting down hard against his shoulder as his hips jerkily pumped his essence deep inside Mukuro.

Boneless, Mukuro slumped back against Hibari and closed his eyes with a satisfied sigh as he felt Hibari pay slow, sweet attention to the racing vein of his neck, his mouth closing hot over the sticky skin as he breathed hard through his nose like a winded bull.

“If I had known this was how.....I wouldn’t have protested quite so much.” Mukuro gasped out through his teeth, his voice just the right side of raw.

Hibari snorted derisively and leant back, Mukuro still firmly seated on his lap. The look on his face was one of unfettered smugness.

Mukuro shifted a little, intent on kissing that infuriating expression from Hibari’s lips but winced hard and froze as a sharp pain ran the length of his spine. Mukuro groaned and tenderly tried to shift himself off Hibari’s still semi-erect cock. Firm hands on his hips supported his weight as Hibari unsheathed himself before seating him back in his lap. Mukuro didn’t have the strength to resist.

“I did warn you.” Hibari reminded him and there was no mistaking the complete lack of apology in his tone. Mukuro scowled.

“I’m not complaining—“

“Good.” Hibari cut him off with hard kiss, fingers tangling jerkily in Mukuro’s stringy hair. “Because I have a tendency to punish undisciplined pets, and I don’t think you can handle what that entails in the state you’re in now.” Another kiss short, but thorough, and afterwards Mukuro kept his mouth firmly shut. He knew better than to think of Hibari’s words as an idle threat and he was too well and truly exhausted to find out exactly what Hibari’s idea of punishment was.

Sighing, Mukuro allowed himself to slump his weight entirely on Hibari, who showed no signs of minding. His body still trembled idly, and the occasional throbbing pain in his ass was balanced out by Hibari’s long fingers stroking continuously over his lower back. Mukuro could hear Hibari’s heart still thudding hard in his chest and at that he couldn’t help the devious smile that spread across his lips.

Certainly, on one hand he would be sore for days to come, and his ass felt raw and used, and throbbed hotly. But on the other hand he had never been fucked so thoroughly in his life. And when it came down to it he couldn’t complain...because, after all he had asked for it.

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AN: So 1869 is my favourite KHR pairing and there just isn't enough of it out there so I decided to do something about it. Mind you, this is one of about a dozen or so fics I have for the pairing so hopefully I'll find some time to get around to finishing a couple others.

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- Incessant_Darkness