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oo3. gokudera hayato || khr drabble set
Nicotine [Gokudera Hayato]
Victim # 3: Gokudera Hayato
Theme: Smut and crack... utter, utter crack.
Prompt: "The woman in heels either knew him or was about to." – Stella Bonasera. CSI: New York
The taste of the smoke and nicotine from the cigarette that
Gokudera was indulging on a while ago was mixing from Gokudera’s mouth to Sora’s
lips, as their tongues wrestled in an insatiable fight for dominance. The
hungry growls and the soft mewls resonated through the air as Gokudera dug one
hand on to the waist of the smaller person he was now looming over as they
squelched themselves in a dark closet, effectively bruising the girl’s skin.
The slight pain was adding to the pleasure that Sora was drowning in right now,
sending her into a frenzy of various sensations and distracting her from the
fight for the dominance. Gokudera’s tongue explored every inch and corner
before he pulled back for a moment.
“Still not satisfied.”
His lips moved from the girl’s and started biting down her
jawline and further down to her neck , where he started nibbling, sucking and
forcefully biting every piece of skin as he clumsily hunted down that one spot
where he could effectively make her knees go weak.
“Nnaaaah~♥ ‘D-‘D-‘Deraaaah~♥”
Yep, that was it. That spot where her pulse was at its
strongest. He continuously nibbled, sucked and licked on the bleeding bite
mark, assaulting it with much roughness that only drove Sora into a frenzy of
pleasure. His hands fumbled on the fabric of clothing that stood between his
exposed torso and her own, as he immediately zipped down the hoodie that she
wore for the night, and almost tearing out every button of her white blouse in
raging frustration.
When his goal was achieved, he began playing with the
hooks of her tangerine bra (painting the girl’s cheeks with a bright Storm
color), as her hands wandered from the hot chest she’s been ravishing with her
hands to the smooth and silky silvery hair that was always the target of jibes
from her and Ryohei.
Mentally, Gokudera knew that seven minutes were going
to wrap up any moment, and he hesitated on pulling away. Sora sensed this
apprehension from the man who just made his mark (literally) on her. She pulled
a few strands of his hair to annoy him a bit and pecked his frowning lips. “We’ll
just have to continue this a little later, baka tako~”
The door of the closet swung open, and Tsuna’s head
poked inside. He could vaguely see an almost-blinded Sora, who covered her eyes
from the sudden bright light, and a scowling Gokudera. Apart from their facial
reactions, everything seems to be in order.
“Wah, Tsuna, could you tone down the lights a bit? It’s
really blinding.”
“Don’t order Juudaime around, stupid woman!”
The two stepped out of the closet in a fairly normal
fashion, Gokudera proceeding to light another cigarette and Sora adjusting the
hoodie that was cupping the rest of her hair. As she lifted her hair, the bite
marks and hickeys he left all over her skin revealed themselves to their maker.
Gokudera sighed, a slight pink tinting down his lips. He withdrew the cigarette
from his lips and forcefully shoved them through Sora’s smiling lips.
“Just to get you accustomed to the taste, woman.”
“HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!? YOU WANT BOSS TO
BE ADICCTED TO CIGARETTES?!?”
Though Arashi completely missed the hint by a mile,
Sora inwardly smiled.
“I think I might need to be familiarized with it,
though~♥”
And the silent looks that they shot each other meant
only one thing.
We'll be continuing where we left off, got it?
a;sldjha;sdlf I continued my drabble set after a long time QAQ
The prompt really had no connection to the drabble; I just felt like writing
a smut drabble when I saw that~
Anyway, it's my first time writing something as... detailed as that. Tche.
Blame the Seven Minutes In Heaven I've been reading so much about. :P
Anyways, I know that Target 3 should've been Yamamoto, but up to
now, I still have no clue as to what prompt I'm gonna
use for him QAQ
Labels: addiction, cigarettes, crack, CSI, drabble, FUUUUUUUUU- I'M SUCH A PERVERT, hayato gokudera, KHR, nicotine, scintilla, smut, Sora Midori, too long, utter failure, WTF IS THIS SHIT I DON'T EVEN
On Saturday, September 1, 2012 at 9:30 PM
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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