This is a Katekyoushi Hitman REBORN! RolePlay 1x1.

 

Nobody is allowed to post in this thread besides me or Zexion/Ienzo, but please feel free to read to your liking! Please enjoy the RolePlay, and if you don't favor the following pairings, then please don't bother reading.

 

PAIRINGS:

 

Fon x Mammon

Squalo x Bel

Dino x Hibari

Jil x Fran

Spanner x Byakuran

 

 

Zexion/Ienzo, TAKE IT AWAY!

(Ne?I'll edit it later ^^')

 

Leo blushed, attempting to cover up his...problem.

"Ah, my apologies, sir!" He flushed a deep shade of red, remembering his dream...and the thing in his uniform...you know, 'that'.

Byakuran looked concerned. "Are you okay, Leo-kun? Your face is all red..." He poked at his cheek gently.

Leo backed up to the other end of the sofa, shaking his head and avoiding Byakuran's gaze.

"I'm...I'm fine, Byakuran-sama! Please don't concern yourself!" Mukuro chuckled before flicking his wrist, causing a shiver of pleasure to go down Leo's spine, making him arch just barely, hardly noticable. He bit back a moan. Damn the illusionist! He was supposed to restrain himself from Byakuran...not give in to his selfish needs...

"Are you sure? You seem kinda put back." He said, noticing something strange about him. And then it hit him.

 

"Ohhhhh I get it~"

(GTG bedtime, as always...)

 

Leo gulped, shaking his head in denial.

"Get what?! I'm fine I tell you!"

"I'd never imagine that you of all people would have dreams like that, Leo-kun~"

 

(Awwww! D; )

"N-No! You got it all wrong, sir!" He panicked, waving his hands in front of him. "I would never have dreams like that about you!"

 

....

......

.........

 

Leo....no one ever said it was about Byakuran. You stupid, stupid child.

 

()

Byakuran smirked deviantly. "About ME, Leo-kun?" He snickered, bringing himself into his lap. "You could've just asked~"

Leo could've died, his face flooding with more color, as Byakuran crawled onto his lap.

"Wha-N-no! Byakuran-sama I would never...I mean...th-that is..." Oh how he was embarrased aanf in disbelief. His boss, the one of the Millefiore, was sitting-on-his-lap!

"Pleeeaase, Leo-kun? I'll be good~" He insisted, resting his head on Leo's shoulder and nuzzling his neck lovingly.

Leo shivered, he was always sensitive to even the lightest of touches...especially the lghtest touches.

"B-Be good...sir? I-I....I.."

"Kufufufu, you're quite pathetic..." Leo mentally scowled.

"Leo-kun~O-ne-gaiii~?" He teased, pouting cutely. (I'd be like, "o-okay...")

(Er...what does that mean again? I fail at life ^^')

(simple word is simple. Means please.)

(Lolz, okay ^^)

 

Leo gulped before leaning forward hesitantly.

"M-maybe..." He murmered against Byakuran's lips, itching to kiss him as he tapped his fingers on the couch.

He was the one to close the space between them, kissing Leo tenderly. (No fair! I wanna kiss Leo tenderly! ;o; )

( But remember, that's like kissing MUKURO tenderly Dx)

 

Leo felt some of his control slip as he kissed back, moving his lips against Byakuran's. Surprise, surprise, he tasted much like the sweets he enjoyed. He could feel his normally loose uniform suffocating him, but from what he couldn't understand.

 

(Here's a question, can you imagine having sex with Leo, looking up, seeing him, looking down. Then, looking up again and staring into a shitload oif Mukuro )

(Noooo, mah Leo-kun is cuter! Well Mukkun is cute, but his personality and mannerisms kill it for me. = u =)

 

Byakuran pulled away. "How about now~" He asked, cocking his head to the side curiously.

Taking advantage if Byakuran's position, he reached his hand up to the high collar on the male's uniform, pulling down the zipper to expose the pale flesh, which was odd for Byakuran was Italian. Most Italians had dark skin (NO OFFENSE INTENDED!) Leaning forward, he ghosted his lips on the skin, nibbling on the crook of his neck.

"Mm, what do you think Byakuran-sama?"

 

(I agree. Grr, I found a cute pic of Byakuran and Leo but it's on photobucket, which doesn't work on my dsi Dx)

"Leo-kun..." He sighed, blushing at the contact.

 

(Pm tiem. owo; )

Squalo sighed, leaning back into the couch. His hair was pulled ino a low ponytail, for once, and he was wearing glasses. In his hand was a clipboard which he was scribbling on. Squalo's face looked very grim.

Bel looked boredly down at the files he was given and tossed it to the ground. "BOSSU." He got his ass up and went to go complain. He wasn't about to dress in drag and seduce someone he didn't know.

Squalo looked up, slightly irked, as Bel's smooth voice rang throughout the mansion. It was so irritating to hear, especially after hearing their mission. This shit was firetrucked up.

~~~

Xanxus tossed his multiple cups of scotch at Bel.

"What trsh?!"

Bel huffed angrily. "I am NOT wearing a dress! Why the HELL did you make me wear THIS?!" He held up the purple and black dress. (Like the one I have him in hanging up on my wall.)

Xanxus raised an eyebrow, sipping his vodka.

"Would you rather Squalo wore it?"

 

(Me: O_O n-no...NO!!!

Skull: Get the Wand of Sanity!

Colonnello: *Hands metal bat*)