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Seven-Minute Sinner || Gokudera Hayato
Seven-Minute Sinner A oneshot for Gokudera Hayato Gokudera Hayato was a sinner, all right. He takes pride for being the self-proclaimed right hand man of Juudaime, Sawada Tsunayoshi. He is greedy; he doesn’t want to share the prestigious position to any other Guardians. He’s a perpetual sloth; he hates studying because he knows the lesson (and the answers to every question) already. He envies anyone who Tsuna considers to be a better Guardian than him (as if Tsun-tsun ever does that). Lastly, he possesses wrath for those who upstage him as the Boss’ Right Hand Man. But in seven minutes, he became a deadly sinner. All seven, in seven minutes. He sat there, waiting for the blonde companion of his to help him stand up. He claims to be too tired to stand up on his own. He was a liar, all right. He just got in the party, and he just ate. There was no way he was tired. But she helped him, anyway. “Jii-chuu’s a sloth” Gokudera frowned again upon the nickname Sora chose to call him. He was only fourteen. He didn’t have any wrinkles, he didn’t suffer from brittle bones, and he didn’t need to have dentures yet. “Damn woman, stop calling me your grandfather!” “Jii-chuu’s easily angered, yep.” The girl chimed, as the man got to his feet, albeit the fact that Sora was helping him stand up. With an angered growl, he surprised the fourteen-year-old female Mafia boss of Fiammata with his sudden advancement. He cornered her to a wall, his arms blocking her sides, preventing her from escaping. His right hand found its way to Sora’s female-ish chin, surprising the girl even more. “You know, Sora, I envy you. You’re as powerful as Juudaime.” His face held a smirk, his eyes containing a playful spark upon them. Sora wondered what was wrong with Gokudera. He usually wasn’t as aggressive to females. Especially in a game like this. He raised Sora’s head, and he leaned forward, his head already near Sora’s neck. “We’re going to play a little game, Sora. I’ll make you say my name, without you calling me your grandfather.” “What?” Sora realized that Gokudera’s lips were centimeters away from her neck. His breath was tickling down on her skin, warm and really enjoyable. Her face was blushing madly, enhanced by her fair skin. Her chocolate brown eyes widened as she had the sense to know what Gokudera meant by “I’ll make you say my name”. “H-Hayato Jii-chuu? What the heck are you doing? I’m underaged!” The man smirked even more. “So am I, but that doesn’t stop me, Sora-chan” The honorific startled Sora, and Gokudera sensed it. He took the chance and began his method: He licked Sora’s neck, then, like a madman, he was biting, sucking and licking. He hunted down that spot, and when he found his target, he felt the girl gasp and restrain herself from moaning. He was becoming a greedy glutton. Sora didn’t want to lose their little “game”. She kept her mouth shut, but the more she did this, the more Hayato tempted her. He was driving her crazy. Hayato knew that it would take more than this to get her to say his name. He moved to her lips, proceeding as if he was a starving lion, shoving his tongue in a split second. Sora had little time to react because he went back to her neck, and his hands found their way on her thighs, underneath her marmalade orange skirt, pushing her upward. Once more, she took harder control and tried to restrain herself. Hayato used his hand to guide hers around his neck. She bit her lips, and because of restraint over herself, and her lip bled. Hayato took notice of this, and stared at the girl. Sora saw that his eyes no longer held that playful spark, but it was replaced by a lustful fire. That would explain why he just had to creep his hands on her thighs. He licked off the blood and kissed the girl again. He used the opportunity for his last move to make her say his name once and for all. His licked the sensitive skin of her neck, biting her like a vampire thirsty for blood, filling her neck with bite marks and a rather gigantic hickey. Sora couldn’t take it anymore. He was very aggressive, and even her efforts to restrain herself ended in her defeat. “H-Hayato Gokudera… N-naa…” The silver-haired man smirked and stared at the girl’s eyes. Her face was flustered, her almond eyes revealing that she was shocked, but she seems to have enjoyed it. He gave the girl one last kiss before he spoke again. “I won.” “Because you cheated.” “But I still won.” “And your pride is shooting up again.” The two broke apart a second before the closet door was opened. Both stepped out, and the people outside were looking at them, for any response to the unspoken question of their activity in the closet. Tsuna, Kyoko, Yamamoto, Nari, Haru, Ryohei, Reborn, Colonnello, Arashi, Taiyou, Mizu, Kiri and Momo. They were all looking at them with curious eyes. And as a reply, Hayato licked the dripping blood from Sora’s lip again. The girl blushed madly, as she whispered to the man who was licking her face of the blood. “Hayato-kun, stop that. People are getting an idea of what we did inside the closet, because of your game.” “So? It just proves that you’re mine.” He smiled, as he finished the last drops on her pink lips. Smut. Smut. SMUT. Bakadera's gonna kill me for this smut oneshot. I was inspired by the Seven Deadly Sins, as you can see. I made them bold so you can see that I used all seven. Naughty, naughty Hayato. You know how tto get your way around women, don't you? Anyway, enjoy the smut. It's my first time writing something like this, anyway. Labels: Envy, Gluttony, Greed, hayato gokudera, Lust, oneshot, Pride, Seven Deadly Sins, Sloth, smut, Sora Midori, Sven-Minute Sinner, Wrath On Wednesday, March 23, 2011 at 5:52 PM |
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So, hai. Maia, Le Cheshire Cat, marionette14, Schizophrenia, Midnight Rose, Sasori the Puppeteer. I write stuff, including songs. Feel free to poke me, just not at the eyes. I need those. I r always hungry, so watch out. I might bite you >3 I am artistic, but not inclined to painting. I sketch when I want to, resulting in my short attention span. I compose songs whenever I want to shout out my feelings but I can't. I'm already contented with my latest crush, because he's plainly gorgeous and charming and... I should stop. I'm a Taekwondoin, and I have medals to prove it. I hate it when my broadband goes "Local" on me. I love my Photoshop so much that I neglect GIMP now. Sorry, GIMP. I can sing pop, rock and even rap. Off-key when I have colds, off-key when I like it, but I don't do soprano, only up to mezzo soprano and alto. My senpai is Dei-senpai. They say I'm a good role player, but I still lack skill, or so I tell myself. I already claimed Gokudera Hayato, Hidan, Akasuna no Sasori, Uryuu Ishida, Syusuke Fuji, Death the Kid, Fye D. Flowright/ Fai D. Fluorite, Sebastian Michaelis, Recca Hanabishi, Wolfram von Beielefeld, Colonello, Cloud Strife, Vincent Valentine, and Kadaj. If you have any problems with that, I'll strike you with their arsenal. I created a Twilight character with a low Mary-Sue score, compared with Edward Cullen or Bella Swann. I'm a proud Team Jacob. He has an awesome eight-pack abs. I laugh in the 'Net with "LOLFu", "Nyufufufu" or "Nyahaha". I'm going to a Halloween party as a zombie. |
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