Hooray for failing~ *Just goes off to hide*
Title: Let Me Hear It
Rating: R
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: Kawahira x Adult!Fon and 5-year old I-Pin
Disclaimer: Respectively Akira Amano's characters; I know this is horrible, but it can always be worse.
"D-don't...-" The male whispered to the other through clenched teeth before biting the inside of his cheek and stifling a pleased note.
"Not until I hear it." A deeper voice responded with a small grunt. The smaller male merely glared through heavy lidded eyes before his head dipped back, spine curving, and again he suppressed a moan.
The bed creaked softly beneath their weight, mixing in with the slapping of wet flesh and the unsteady pants from both men. The colored sheets had long since fallen to the floor, joining the littered red and white Chinese robes, and the Ramen scented clothing that belonged to the males above.
The two had been at this for some time, panting and thrusting in passionate silence that seemed out of place for their sexual actions. He wanted to hear it, a cry of pure ecstasy before he allowed the other to release. But Fon was refusing, lips tight against any escaping sounds. It wasn't that he was embarrassed or that he was not enjoying this, (because it was clear by his dripping, throbbing erection that he was), but because there was a sleeping babe in the room next to his. And why he had allowed their teasing to get this far, Fon could no longer remember as he gasped from the deep thrusting his partner was delivering.
Kawahira smirked darkly and shifted his angles to burrow deeper into the Chinese male. Hard cock hitting Fon's prostate once, causing white to flicker past onyx eyes, and still the Storm did not cry out. Fon instead leaned up and bit harshly against Kawahira's stiff nipple to keep that cry muffled. The other merely retaliated by slamming into him again and again, aiming and hitting those sweet bundle of nerves in a clouded haze to hear the other scream.
The wooden bed frame hit the wall rather hard, causing the young girl on the other side to stirr in her sleep. She didn't wake though, not yet.
Fon's eyes flashed a warning, and had it been in a different setting, without Kawahira pounding into him with sensual rolls of his hips or his face a bright red, the look might have worked. This time though, it only encouraged the larger male. He gripped tight to Fon's skinny hips, bucking his pelvis violently against the other's entrance. The slick sounds of skin slapping against skin rose in volume, as did the creaks and squeaks of the bed springs from the fast moving pace Kawahira and Fon were partaking in.
The heat was unbearable, sweat glistening over pale skin as strands of ebony began to stick to the Storm's frame. His breathing erratic, cheeks a deep red and eyes sliding to half-mast as his hips rolled smoothly, gracefully to each of Kawahira's thrusts. He didn't know how much more he could take and knew that his partner would continue to go on until Fon cried out. The martial artist kept silent, even if the more he held back, the more it seemed to stimulate Kawahira's thrusts.
Again the bed frame hits the wall, having the young girl sit upright in surprise before stretching and rubbing fresh sleep from her eyes.
Kawahira's eyes glimmered mischievously as he picked Fon up from the bed- the male's legs wrapping around Kawahira's hips. His twitching erection still inside of Fon's oh so hot tunnel- searing his member-, the new position forcing the Arcobaleno to slide further down. His breath hitched, a soft groan passing thin lips, but the pitch to it wasn't how Kawahira wanted it to come out. He moved with ease to the other side of the room, slamming Fon against the wall and bucking up into him as the other couldn't help but rise and fall with each move. Another moan, louder than the first but no higher than a whisper.
"Let me hear it," Kawahira murmured against the crook of Fon's neck, licking along the jugular, tasting the salty layer of sweat, and biting at the pulse rather hard.
"No." He repeated for the X amount of times now as his legs gripped tight the other's waist and muscles tightening around the heated penis inside of him, pushing it deeper into him in the hopes that he could finally orgasm. Kawahira let the other move with the help of gravity against his cock as he stopped moving, not allowing the martial artist the desired pressure he sought out.
In the other room I-Pin hopped out of bed with trained grace and headed for the door, opening it with some difficulty, but smiling rather cheerfully.
The gentle sounds of little footsteps running from one side of the room and stopping to open their bedroom door were easily heard through the hushed gasps of the grown men. Fon's legs loosened their hold of Kawahira's hips and he began to push the other away in an attempt to get dressed. Or, that was his plan anyway as Kawahira had other things in mind. Hands gripping tightly, firmly and near bruising to the Storm's hips, the light haired male lifted Fon up so that his entire length was out of him and the tip lingered before Fon's entrance. He shivered from the sudden cold that fluttered over his wet, hot member and Fon, too, shuddered at the absence of the other's erection from his aching insides. Slender hands left Kawahira's arms and moved down to his aching arousal, pumping it to bring his rising climax to an end quickly.
A gentle rapping on Fon's bedroom door stilled the Chinese male instantly and that was the reaction Kawahira seemed to be waiting for as he slide his foot back to steady his balance. Another knock, a muffled 'Master' and Fon began to push Kawahira away; opening his mouth to respond to I-Pin when strong hands forced his lower half down. Kawahira's cooled member penetrating Fon's ever hot insides harshly, as the twitching organ rubbed the inner walls and smacked into those sensitive nerves.
"Master? I-Pin is awake now. Can we have snacks?" The high-pitched voice of fluent Mandarin flowed into the room and before Fon could find his voice to respond- Kawahira picked up his pace and plunged deeper and deeper into Fon so that each move had his penis completely immersed inside of Fon.
Fon's face flushed a darker red, stars blinking before dark eyes as his back arched gracefully, his pelvis grinding down with want as his arms wrapped around the male holding his up. Kawahira's removed a hand from the other's waist and fingers wrapped around a stiff shaft, he began moving it with purpose as he shifted his angles again.
"Is Master asleep?" The confused call from the small girl filtered into the room where Fon was not sleeping, but nearing the height of his climax. His head lolled to one side, his lungs cried out for more oxygen and those ever practiced hips stayed in sync with Kawahira's fast rhythm. The Arcobaleno wanted desperately to think of something to say to get I-Pin away from the door, but his mind was hazy, shrouded over by a thick fog of absolute pleasure. He groaned softly, losing all sense as his partner pushed and pushed him closer to his orgasm and Fon became lost in moment. The blond pulled out again only to slam hard with the intent that this time, with this final thrust into the Storm, would he get to hear him scream; both hips and hand moved in perfect rhythm, both aiming to please the other. The solid erection plunged deeply into Fon, slamming against his prostate once, twice, thrice before the Chinese male threw his head back, hitting the wall hard as he let the sounds Kawahira was aiming for. Both released at the same time-- Kawahira's heated seed filling Fon's inside to the brim as the Storm's own sticky white fluids shot out to coat their stomachs.
They slumped against each other, Fon groaning with exhaustion and Kawahira gasping for the air his lungs demanded, muttering how he planned to make him cry out like that again. Though, their peaceful moment was short lived as the jingling of the door knob invaded the room; on the other side I-Pin was jumping to open the door. With sluggish movements the men pulled away from each other, and scrambled for anything to cover their naked forms. Fon inwardly cursed at not having locked his door as he crawled over to his clothes and pulled the red half of his robes on and turned to make sure Kawahira was doing the same while pulling the white half on. The hinges creaked in warning to the door being pushed open. Kawahira was already dressed and looked somewhat presentable as he spared Fon a rather smug grin before stepping in front of him.
"Master is hurt? Can I-Pin help?"
The sight of a short braid poked it's way through the threshold first before the rest of the little figure followed. Squinting eyes gazed up at the male in front of her, before stepping to the side and looking directly at Fon. If it was at all possible for more heat to rush to his face and not die, his features were doing just that as he wriggled subtly the rest of the way into his pants. Kawahira crouched down and picked the young girl up in his arms.
"He's a little sore right now, I-Pin. See, he lost a match against Uncle Kawahira~" He explained to her, while making it a point to keep her Master from view and began walking out of the room.
"Uuuwwaa! Master lost?!" She cried out in surprise, but giggled softly in the man's arms before trying to shift and squint back at Fon, but Kawahira was already walking down the hall with the girl in his arms. The happy chatter of Kawahira and his student carried back to him, though he was only able to make-out 'hungry' and 'Ramen' from them before the voices faded into murmurs the further into the house they went.
Fon was unable to move from his spot on the floor for three very different reasons now...
Number one being that his legs felt like lead whenever he attempted to stand.
Reason number two was I-Pin being outside the door while he and Kawahira succumbed to their orgasms. Which meant she clearly heard his rather loud moans of pleasure.
And lastly, that she had was now downstairs making Ramen wanting details on how her Master had lost the match to a man that loved eating noodles.
x.x I know it's horrible, shh.
Rating: R
Fandom: Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Pairing: Kawahira x Adult!Fon and 5-year old I-Pin
Disclaimer: Respectively Akira Amano's characters; I know this is horrible, but it can always be worse.
"D-don't...-" The male whispered to the other through clenched teeth before biting the inside of his cheek and stifling a pleased note.
"Not until I hear it." A deeper voice responded with a small grunt. The smaller male merely glared through heavy lidded eyes before his head dipped back, spine curving, and again he suppressed a moan.
The bed creaked softly beneath their weight, mixing in with the slapping of wet flesh and the unsteady pants from both men. The colored sheets had long since fallen to the floor, joining the littered red and white Chinese robes, and the Ramen scented clothing that belonged to the males above.
The two had been at this for some time, panting and thrusting in passionate silence that seemed out of place for their sexual actions. He wanted to hear it, a cry of pure ecstasy before he allowed the other to release. But Fon was refusing, lips tight against any escaping sounds. It wasn't that he was embarrassed or that he was not enjoying this, (because it was clear by his dripping, throbbing erection that he was), but because there was a sleeping babe in the room next to his. And why he had allowed their teasing to get this far, Fon could no longer remember as he gasped from the deep thrusting his partner was delivering.
Kawahira smirked darkly and shifted his angles to burrow deeper into the Chinese male. Hard cock hitting Fon's prostate once, causing white to flicker past onyx eyes, and still the Storm did not cry out. Fon instead leaned up and bit harshly against Kawahira's stiff nipple to keep that cry muffled. The other merely retaliated by slamming into him again and again, aiming and hitting those sweet bundle of nerves in a clouded haze to hear the other scream.
The wooden bed frame hit the wall rather hard, causing the young girl on the other side to stirr in her sleep. She didn't wake though, not yet.
Fon's eyes flashed a warning, and had it been in a different setting, without Kawahira pounding into him with sensual rolls of his hips or his face a bright red, the look might have worked. This time though, it only encouraged the larger male. He gripped tight to Fon's skinny hips, bucking his pelvis violently against the other's entrance. The slick sounds of skin slapping against skin rose in volume, as did the creaks and squeaks of the bed springs from the fast moving pace Kawahira and Fon were partaking in.
The heat was unbearable, sweat glistening over pale skin as strands of ebony began to stick to the Storm's frame. His breathing erratic, cheeks a deep red and eyes sliding to half-mast as his hips rolled smoothly, gracefully to each of Kawahira's thrusts. He didn't know how much more he could take and knew that his partner would continue to go on until Fon cried out. The martial artist kept silent, even if the more he held back, the more it seemed to stimulate Kawahira's thrusts.
Again the bed frame hits the wall, having the young girl sit upright in surprise before stretching and rubbing fresh sleep from her eyes.
Kawahira's eyes glimmered mischievously as he picked Fon up from the bed- the male's legs wrapping around Kawahira's hips. His twitching erection still inside of Fon's oh so hot tunnel- searing his member-, the new position forcing the Arcobaleno to slide further down. His breath hitched, a soft groan passing thin lips, but the pitch to it wasn't how Kawahira wanted it to come out. He moved with ease to the other side of the room, slamming Fon against the wall and bucking up into him as the other couldn't help but rise and fall with each move. Another moan, louder than the first but no higher than a whisper.
"Let me hear it," Kawahira murmured against the crook of Fon's neck, licking along the jugular, tasting the salty layer of sweat, and biting at the pulse rather hard.
"No." He repeated for the X amount of times now as his legs gripped tight the other's waist and muscles tightening around the heated penis inside of him, pushing it deeper into him in the hopes that he could finally orgasm. Kawahira let the other move with the help of gravity against his cock as he stopped moving, not allowing the martial artist the desired pressure he sought out.
In the other room I-Pin hopped out of bed with trained grace and headed for the door, opening it with some difficulty, but smiling rather cheerfully.
The gentle sounds of little footsteps running from one side of the room and stopping to open their bedroom door were easily heard through the hushed gasps of the grown men. Fon's legs loosened their hold of Kawahira's hips and he began to push the other away in an attempt to get dressed. Or, that was his plan anyway as Kawahira had other things in mind. Hands gripping tightly, firmly and near bruising to the Storm's hips, the light haired male lifted Fon up so that his entire length was out of him and the tip lingered before Fon's entrance. He shivered from the sudden cold that fluttered over his wet, hot member and Fon, too, shuddered at the absence of the other's erection from his aching insides. Slender hands left Kawahira's arms and moved down to his aching arousal, pumping it to bring his rising climax to an end quickly.
A gentle rapping on Fon's bedroom door stilled the Chinese male instantly and that was the reaction Kawahira seemed to be waiting for as he slide his foot back to steady his balance. Another knock, a muffled 'Master' and Fon began to push Kawahira away; opening his mouth to respond to I-Pin when strong hands forced his lower half down. Kawahira's cooled member penetrating Fon's ever hot insides harshly, as the twitching organ rubbed the inner walls and smacked into those sensitive nerves.
"Master? I-Pin is awake now. Can we have snacks?" The high-pitched voice of fluent Mandarin flowed into the room and before Fon could find his voice to respond- Kawahira picked up his pace and plunged deeper and deeper into Fon so that each move had his penis completely immersed inside of Fon.
Fon's face flushed a darker red, stars blinking before dark eyes as his back arched gracefully, his pelvis grinding down with want as his arms wrapped around the male holding his up. Kawahira's removed a hand from the other's waist and fingers wrapped around a stiff shaft, he began moving it with purpose as he shifted his angles again.
"Is Master asleep?" The confused call from the small girl filtered into the room where Fon was not sleeping, but nearing the height of his climax. His head lolled to one side, his lungs cried out for more oxygen and those ever practiced hips stayed in sync with Kawahira's fast rhythm. The Arcobaleno wanted desperately to think of something to say to get I-Pin away from the door, but his mind was hazy, shrouded over by a thick fog of absolute pleasure. He groaned softly, losing all sense as his partner pushed and pushed him closer to his orgasm and Fon became lost in moment. The blond pulled out again only to slam hard with the intent that this time, with this final thrust into the Storm, would he get to hear him scream; both hips and hand moved in perfect rhythm, both aiming to please the other. The solid erection plunged deeply into Fon, slamming against his prostate once, twice, thrice before the Chinese male threw his head back, hitting the wall hard as he let the sounds Kawahira was aiming for. Both released at the same time-- Kawahira's heated seed filling Fon's inside to the brim as the Storm's own sticky white fluids shot out to coat their stomachs.
They slumped against each other, Fon groaning with exhaustion and Kawahira gasping for the air his lungs demanded, muttering how he planned to make him cry out like that again. Though, their peaceful moment was short lived as the jingling of the door knob invaded the room; on the other side I-Pin was jumping to open the door. With sluggish movements the men pulled away from each other, and scrambled for anything to cover their naked forms. Fon inwardly cursed at not having locked his door as he crawled over to his clothes and pulled the red half of his robes on and turned to make sure Kawahira was doing the same while pulling the white half on. The hinges creaked in warning to the door being pushed open. Kawahira was already dressed and looked somewhat presentable as he spared Fon a rather smug grin before stepping in front of him.
"Master is hurt? Can I-Pin help?"
The sight of a short braid poked it's way through the threshold first before the rest of the little figure followed. Squinting eyes gazed up at the male in front of her, before stepping to the side and looking directly at Fon. If it was at all possible for more heat to rush to his face and not die, his features were doing just that as he wriggled subtly the rest of the way into his pants. Kawahira crouched down and picked the young girl up in his arms.
"He's a little sore right now, I-Pin. See, he lost a match against Uncle Kawahira~" He explained to her, while making it a point to keep her Master from view and began walking out of the room.
"Uuuwwaa! Master lost?!" She cried out in surprise, but giggled softly in the man's arms before trying to shift and squint back at Fon, but Kawahira was already walking down the hall with the girl in his arms. The happy chatter of Kawahira and his student carried back to him, though he was only able to make-out 'hungry' and 'Ramen' from them before the voices faded into murmurs the further into the house they went.
Fon was unable to move from his spot on the floor for three very different reasons now...
Number one being that his legs felt like lead whenever he attempted to stand.
Reason number two was I-Pin being outside the door while he and Kawahira succumbed to their orgasms. Which meant she clearly heard his rather loud moans of pleasure.
And lastly, that she had was now downstairs making Ramen wanting details on how her Master had lost the match to a man that loved eating noodles.
x.x I know it's horrible, shh.