A mist covered sky-(Mukuro and Tsuna. COMPLETE)

Dream a little dream with me...

It was a dream that started it all. A very detailed, realistic dream...

He was in one now.

Soft, moist lips kissed a path down his spine, lovingly tracing each vertebra. He was kneeling before the one who teased him skillfully, his head bowed down until the top of his head touched the silk-covered bed, and his back arched to shamelessly ground his ass back against the hardness that was trapped behind leather pants. His loud panting was the only sound to be heard; that, and his moans. He felt as though he was on fire burning up alive.

His face flushed and a gurgled gasp escaped his swollen lips as a moist warmth snaked a trail down the base of his spine, before teeth playfully nipped at one of his cheeks. He let out a sharp hiss at the small pain, wanting to touch the one who had him so wild. But he couldn't move. He was trapped; a prey waiting to be devoured by the vicious, sadistic predator.

In these dreams, he is but a body taken by the one controlling this realm. Always, he is covered in invisible chains, strapped down on an alter to please the one who controlled him here.

He is just a body, and the one who ruled this realm made him accept that.

A moan escaped his pink, parted lips as that moist warmth slipped down to flick at his entrance for only one second, before sliding away. A wicked laugh echoed around the room, taunting and seductive. The sound of it made him shiver.

Suddenly, he felt hands slide through his hair. They gripped the soft tresses and yanked his head forcibly back. He gasped out in pain, the angle of his neck uncomfortable. The small sound was swallowed down as harsh lips crashed onto his lips, taking his breath and his thoughts away.

A tongue forced itself into his parted lips, sweeping in and claiming him. Possessing him. It slid over his teeth and gums, before mischievously messaging the roof of his mouth. When he tried to pull away automatically, that tongue turned serious, plunging in so deep that it hit the back of his throat and made him gag. Panicking, he tryed to pull his head back, but that seemed to make the one who was doing this angry.

With a hard yank on his hair, he was warmed to stay still and be obedient.

He submitted, even as tears blurred his vision.

The hands in his hair gentled when he went limp. They even gave him a pat on the head, as though he were a dog obeying its master.

He didn't trust that gentleness. Not at all. He knew it could change as fast as a speeding bullet.

The tongue in his mouth became teasing once more. It pulled back to dance around his own tongue, trying to coax him into playing.

At first, he didn't respond. But when he felt the hands in his hair tighten in warning, he began to tentatively move his tongue along with the other's.

This world was so vivd that he could taste the other perfectly; like sinfully dark chocolate-covered cherries. It was delicious. Almost addictive. With a soft groan signalling his surrender, he arched his neck back to get even more of the taste, his tongue moving into the others mouth almost frantically.

With a dark wicked laugh, the other allowed Tsuna to taste as much as he wanted.

Tsuna felt strange. His skin was sensitive and itchy, his stomach felt as though it was tightening with delicious tension that made his lower abdomen spasm without stop and he had the urge to writhe just so he could have the friction he needed.

He knew what it was. After all, this wasn't the first time he was taken into this world.

He hissed as one of the hands in his hair slowly glided downward. A long, graceful, leather-covered finger lovingly traced down his closed eye's, collecting the tears that had escaped without him knowing. That finger-now damp with his tears-went down the bridge of his nose, before lingering on small, soft, pink-swollen lips. Tsuna parted them and the finger didn't hesitate in dipping in before sliding out and away, leaving Tsuna with an image of that finger dipping in another opening.