Yeah; this is me, writing more for the kink meme.
OKAY YEAH, IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE SO LONG BUT IT JUST CAME OUT AND LOL THAT SOUNDS INAPPORPRIATE I'LL JUST SHUT UP NOW .
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The easiest way, Mukuro thought, to tear the Vongola apart, would be to take it down from the inside. He would have to get rid of the guardians first; without them supporting Sawada Tsunayoshi, it would be much easier to take over the boy's body.
Luckily, he just happened to be able to possess Gokudera Hayato's body; he was sure that if he alienated the Storm and Rain Guardians, the self-proclaimed right hand man's temper would go unchecked and practically do his job for him.
And that, he told himself, was the only reason he was lowering himself to this level, even in another person's body.
He had maneuvered Gokudera Hayato's body to straddle the Rain Guardian's, hips only a few inches away from each other and the Storm Guardian's legs dangling off the chair, too short to reach the ground in the position.
Yamamoto Takeshi stared, a look of open confusion on his face. "Gokudera...?" Obviously he wasn't used to this much contact from the other boy.
Being in character wasn't an issue here, though, not with his plans. The possessed body was almost hard already, he could tell, even though it cut him off from all sensations, whether of pleasure or pain; he moved the body's hips forward, grinding down until he felt precome sliding down the boy's erection.
Mukuro let the Rain Guardian lean forward for a kiss, hands coming up to explore his friend's body, and didn't stop it from reacting to the obviously pleasurable touches, rather amused at the wanton moans vibrating out of its mouth. Reaching for the other guardian's pants, he left the rest of the body on autopilot, more interested in getting rid of clothes to rush this to a finish; he still had to help Chrome with her schoolwork.
He felt the Storm Guardian's body jolt as Yamamoto Takeshi, who had somehow managed to get the multitude of belts around his waist undone in record time, shoved his hand inside red boxers to curl around his cock. Mukuro moved off of the Rain Guardian's lap to pull down his pants, moving forward again and grabbing Gokudera Hayato's hard cock to press it between the boy's now exposed ass-cheeks.
A hand wrapped around Gokudera Hayato's wrist and he nearly started, surprised by the motion. He moved to press forward again, but the hand didn't budge. Mukuro looked up, and the other boy's face was grinning, not even the least bit put off by the situation. "Ahahaha, Gokudera, you need lube and stuff." Mukuro wondered vaguely how he knew that, but didn't care enough to ask.
He ripped the trapped arm out of the tight grip around him and pushed the Rain Guardian to the floor. He landed with a soft, "Oof!" and an amused laugh; Mukuro made the body kneel and hold him down, trying to fuck the stubborn boy again.
Yamamoto Takeshi held him back once more, gripping his friend's shoulders gently, "Jeez, Gokudera; haha, there's no rush!" and before he knew it he was looking at the ceiling. Disconcerted by the sudden shift in view and loss of control over the situation, he started back up, only to be held down by a strong hand.
The feel of rope snaking around the body's legs made him panic momentarily, before he realized he wasn't in any real danger; he could easily go back to Chrome's body. "Hahaha, sorry this is all I have, but it'll hurt if you take it too fast!" The Rain Guardian sat him up against a wall, and he looked down to find Gokudera Hayato's feet tied to a baseball bat keeping his legs spread apart. Mukuro had heard that Yamamoto Takeshi had quite a reputation in the baseball world, but he rather thought this was taking it too far.
Distracted as he contemplated the Rain Guardian's strange fetish and unable to feel the pain, he almost missed the slick fingers pressing into the boy's body, pushing in deep and opening the passage wider with small, eager movements. He frowned - this was not how he envisioned things going - before turning his attention to the problem of untying the ropes.
Mukuro thought he had almost found a quick way to do it when the body jolted involuntarily, vision blurring and hiding the knots from his view. Rather irritated, he turned his attention to the guardian now between his friend's legs and slathering lube on his cock. He could figure out the knots in a moment, he decided, and aimed a punch at the grinning face in front of the boy, hoping to derail Yamamoto Takeshi enough to gain back control of the situation.
The Storm Guardian's small fist was caught easily in the others' hand, not even successfully wiping the grin off his immovably cheerful face.
He tugged against the Rain Guardian's grip, but it was quite apparent by now this body was not as strong, and he was easily held in place. Cooing inane words into the body's ear, Yamamoto Takeshi moved, slowly and carefully, into the boy's ass. As he felt Gokudera Hayato's passage being stretched by the large intrusion and saw the baseball player's flushed, blissful face, he finally realized that his plan had failed rather spectacularly.
Well. Perhaps he would have to try a different tactic.
Wordcount: 884
The easiest way, Mukuro thought, to tear the Vongola apart, would be to take it down from the inside. He would have to get rid of the guardians first; without them supporting Sawada Tsunayoshi, it would be much easier to take over the boy's body.
Luckily, he just happened to be able to possess Gokudera Hayato's body; he was sure that if he alienated the Storm and Rain Guardians, the self-proclaimed right hand man's temper would go unchecked and practically do his job for him.
And that, he told himself, was the only reason he was lowering himself to this level, even in another person's body.
He had maneuvered Gokudera Hayato's body to straddle the Rain Guardian's, hips only a few inches away from each other and the Storm Guardian's legs dangling off the chair, too short to reach the ground in the position.
Yamamoto Takeshi stared, a look of open confusion on his face. "Gokudera...?" Obviously he wasn't used to this much contact from the other boy.
Being in character wasn't an issue here, though, not with his plans. The possessed body was almost hard already, he could tell, even though it cut him off from all sensations, whether of pleasure or pain; he moved the body's hips forward, grinding down until he felt precome sliding down the boy's erection.
Mukuro let the Rain Guardian lean forward for a kiss, hands coming up to explore his friend's body, and didn't stop it from reacting to the obviously pleasurable touches, rather amused at the wanton moans vibrating out of its mouth. Reaching for the other guardian's pants, he left the rest of the body on autopilot, more interested in getting rid of clothes to rush this to a finish; he still had to help Chrome with her schoolwork.
He felt the Storm Guardian's body jolt as Yamamoto Takeshi, who had somehow managed to get the multitude of belts around his waist undone in record time, shoved his hand inside red boxers to curl around his cock. Mukuro moved off of the Rain Guardian's lap to pull down his pants, moving forward again and grabbing Gokudera Hayato's hard cock to press it between the boy's now exposed ass-cheeks.
A hand wrapped around Gokudera Hayato's wrist and he nearly started, surprised by the motion. He moved to press forward again, but the hand didn't budge. Mukuro looked up, and the other boy's face was grinning, not even the least bit put off by the situation. "Ahahaha, Gokudera, you need lube and stuff." Mukuro wondered vaguely how he knew that, but didn't care enough to ask.
He ripped the trapped arm out of the tight grip around him and pushed the Rain Guardian to the floor. He landed with a soft, "Oof!" and an amused laugh; Mukuro made the body kneel and hold him down, trying to fuck the stubborn boy again.
Yamamoto Takeshi held him back once more, gripping his friend's shoulders gently, "Jeez, Gokudera; haha, there's no rush!" and before he knew it he was looking at the ceiling. Disconcerted by the sudden shift in view and loss of control over the situation, he started back up, only to be held down by a strong hand.
The feel of rope snaking around the body's legs made him panic momentarily, before he realized he wasn't in any real danger; he could easily go back to Chrome's body. "Hahaha, sorry this is all I have, but it'll hurt if you take it too fast!" The Rain Guardian sat him up against a wall, and he looked down to find Gokudera Hayato's feet tied to a baseball bat keeping his legs spread apart. Mukuro had heard that Yamamoto Takeshi had quite a reputation in the baseball world, but he rather thought this was taking it too far.
Distracted as he contemplated the Rain Guardian's strange fetish and unable to feel the pain, he almost missed the slick fingers pressing into the boy's body, pushing in deep and opening the passage wider with small, eager movements. He frowned - this was not how he envisioned things going - before turning his attention to the problem of untying the ropes.
Mukuro thought he had almost found a quick way to do it when the body jolted involuntarily, vision blurring and hiding the knots from his view. Rather irritated, he turned his attention to the guardian now between his friend's legs and slathering lube on his cock. He could figure out the knots in a moment, he decided, and aimed a punch at the grinning face in front of the boy, hoping to derail Yamamoto Takeshi enough to gain back control of the situation.
The Storm Guardian's small fist was caught easily in the others' hand, not even successfully wiping the grin off his immovably cheerful face.
He tugged against the Rain Guardian's grip, but it was quite apparent by now this body was not as strong, and he was easily held in place. Cooing inane words into the body's ear, Yamamoto Takeshi moved, slowly and carefully, into the boy's ass. As he felt Gokudera Hayato's passage being stretched by the large intrusion and saw the baseball player's flushed, blissful face, he finally realized that his plan had failed rather spectacularly.
Well. Perhaps he would have to try a different tactic.