Third time is the charm. Holy shit.

I'm deeply sorry for taking so long. But, as the above implied, this is the third time I've rewritten it.

Warning: Male to Male buttsecks. Poor use of tense. Unbeta'd.

I don't own KHR.

=doy=

Tsuna groaned, asking the gods (if there were any) why, oh why in all of the billions of people that populates the Earth is he the one forced to endure such suffering? Punishment? Humiliation?

A cold and calloused hand tracing its way from the back of his knees until the end of the short skirt snapped him out of his reverie, making him shudder and squeak. Tsuna bites his lower lip, choking down any sounds that are trying to erupt from his lips. No need to really embarrass himself further.

The hand slides back down, stops just above his knees, and slides back up again until just below his buttocks, lifting the skirt in process and revealing the demure white panties. Ah, the humiliation, Tsuna thinks, bowing his head as he bites deeper on his lower lip. Any further and it may draw blood.

He can feel the cold air caress his legs and lightly covered bottom. He gulps as he anticipates what will happen next, not really liking his current position of not seeing his… punisher as he's currently bending over the desk in a girl's uniform. A Namimori girl's uniform. With a carnivore behind you.

A hungry carnivore who's been eyeing you hungrily for the past few minutes and has a hand resting on your bum. Hiiii!

And then something hard and cold prods between the cleft of his ass, making him squeak yet again and stutter out a, "H-Hiba-" before he's cut off by a hard smack on his left buttock, which makes him cry out in pain and put his hand on his mouth to prevent any other sounds. The trembling and hiccups he's unable to suppress though, but that's just the way Hibari likes it. It makes the brunette look… more desirable, fuckable.

Cuter, an annoying part of his mind tells, and he bites it to death mentally, because it is annoying. Especially last week, nagging and teasing Hibari that he feels something for the weak herbivore in front of him now.

Lightly shaking his head, he then proceeds to bunch up the skirt on Tsuna's waist and tuck it so that it stays there and lets him enjoy the view of that pert bottom clothed in demure white panties with a heart in the middle. Tsuna raises his head to look at him, caramel eyes watery and pleading. Hibari raises an eyebrow at him, a hand tracing the cleft of his ass through the white cloth down to his balls, pulling forth a choked mewl. He prods at that part for a moment before sliding further and cupping Tsuna's obvious erection.

"A-Ahn!"

The young brunette shivers violently as Hibari continued to press and stroke and squeeze his manhood, making the brunette wet the pristine white panties he still has on. From his mouth spilled many sounds, compensating for the ones he held back earlier. After a few more seconds, they stop and Hibari is quite disappointed because what he heard was like a cherub's song to his ear and dick.

But, back to the business in hand.

Pulling his quite moist hand away, he then hooks a finger on the waistband of the now-wet underwear and begins to pull it downwards, alerting the younger male and making him bristle and call out his name in panic.

Wrong move, Hibari thinks, because that only makes him hornier than he already is. Growling, he abandons the pulling down of the wet panties (leaving them on Tsuna's knees), proceeds to unbutton and unzip his pants, and free his rock-hard manhood. His hands then grasps the butt cheeks presented to him and pulls them apart from each other to expose that hole he's been dying to go in for the past seven days.

He thinks of just shoving in with one fluid movement, but he's not that heartless, even if this is for detention. Still, the temptation is too much and Hibari growls and slaps Tsuna's butt hard because… just because. He hears a surprised squeak though, and he smirks before spitting on his hand and coating his finger with his saliva. Without any warning, he presses a finger inside til the knuckle, relishing in the sharp intake of breath and his name being choked out combined with "No"s and "Please"s and "Stop"s.

He pays no heed though, because this is supposed to be detention, and it should hurt, but he's being nice and doing something to make the hurt lessen. Shoving in another finger, he groans in time to another of Tsuna's cry of pain. The sweet tight heat sucking his fingers in is crushing his control into smithereens. Quickly inserting the third finger, he scissors them for a bit before pulling out, grips the slim hips and positions the weeping head of his cock to Tsuna's entrance.

"Tsunayoshi," he whispers, and then pushes forward fast, burying himself balls-deep. Tsuna wails at that, back arching almost too painfully to be possible. Tears fall from the corner of his eyes, and Hibari leans at that to whisper and kiss at the back of his ears and nape. He pulls out though, and slides back in, a hand going down to Tsuna's half-hard cock to stroke it, the other hand sliding under the uniform up to the brunette's chest to play at one nipple.

It does little to distract Tsuna from the pain though, as he sobs because it hurts and Hibari should not be moving but he is.

Then, in a flash, he suddenly finds himself lying on the desk, facing a very menacing-looking Hibari. Doe-like eyes looks up at the grey ones above. They have something in them but before Tsuna could decipher it, Hibari's already kissing him senseless, tongue probing and tracing every part of his mouth. Too occupied is he with the kiss that he barely noticed Hibari sheathing himself again inside him.

In and out, in and out. A nip, a suck, a lick.

Hibari's kisses are a great distraction and is highly addicting, Tsuna says to himself as he wraps his arms around the other teen's neck and pulls him downward. He feels Hibari's smirk in their kiss, and suddenly he breaks it because the prefect just slammed really hard and fast and he just hit that spot.

"Tsunayoshi," Hibari says, voice thick and low with lust. The grip he has on Tsuna's hips tightens and he begins to pound on the smaller one's body.

Tsuna's response consists of a mewl, a broken and gasped out "H-Hibari" and hands grasping at his shirt to pull him down for another kiss. Tsuna may not know it, but him pulling Hibari down is more a stimulation, in Hibari's opinion, than a direct stroke in the cock.

Sliding his hand to wrap his around on the weeping cock of the brunette, he pumps it hard and fast and feels hot liquid spill on his hand. Tsuna's inner walls clamp down on him, and he buries himself as far as he could before growling on Tsuna's lips and spilling his seed deep inside.

Tsuna whimpers, slumping down at the desk and hands going lax from around Hibari's shoulders. His eyes are half-lidded when he looks up at Hibari, small mouth slightly open. Hibari kisses it, nips at the lower lip and smirks, making the one underneath blush despite his tiredness.

They stay like that for a few moments, calming their breaths.

Tsuna's near on sleeping when Hibari's voice cut through the silence like a knife.

"I expect you to be here at the same time in the next 7 days." His eyes harden. "With the required uniform."

Tsuna sobs.

=doy=

Omake:

Hibari pulls back, taking in the sight with a smirk. He's not a sadist… well, not that much. And, suddenly, he finds himself engulfed with smoke.

It catches Tsuna's attention, making him lift himself from the table by his elbows.

The gods really hate him.

Because where Hibari Kyoya should be, stands a taller man in a kimono with the same eyes but sharper features. His cold eyes rake over his exposed form, and Tsuna immediately wants to cover himself up but finds that he couldn't because-

"Being naughty, Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

Tsuna gulps, apprehension flooding in. It heightens when the faintest of smirks and a flash of something appears on the older man's eyes.

"It seems you need to be disciplined… I think I need to bite you to death."

=doy=

*falls over*

Happy 2010.