Enma is the 10th boss of the Simon Famiglia. He is a kind-hearted boy who deeply cares for his family and friends. Enma is a strong-willed individual, and he is willing to do anything in order to protect his family, despite his dislike of war.
Someone flirting with Tsuna, Enma and Xanxus in front of their pregnant s/o because there's no way they are interested in her?
“Why don’t you just go?”
Tsuna blinked down at you and raised his
eyebrows at the sight of the anger in your eyes.
He watched you shake in anger and
depression as she reacted quite explosively to his clueless question. “I said,
WHY DON’T YOU JUST GO AND HUMP HER OVER A TABLE, YOU BASTARD!”
The woman you were pointing at smirked and
gave Tsuna another come hither glance, recrossing her legs for the umpteenth
time since sitting in your husband’s direct line of sight.
It took a moment before Tsuna realized what
this was all about. It would have amused him in other circumstances but this
was just plain overboard.
The woman had been hovering and bending
over in front of your husband every single chance she got! And although Tsuna
looked on disinterestedly the woman’s slim waist, long legs and creamy mocha
colored skin was enough to turn any man’s head around!
Tsuna had to shake his head at the utter
ridiculousness of some people and wondered if he really did have this bad of a reputation.
He sighed, reached out for your cheek and
placed a tender, loving kiss on your lips that made your toes curl. Discreetly
his other hand waved a pair of men in suits behind him who took the beautiful, protesting
woman away so by the time you managed to open your eyes she was gone.
“Darling, I’m sorry,” he told you with that
smile of his that you fell in love with. “It won’t happen again.
“Come on, darling~. I’m sure you need some
relief with your wife looking like that.”
Enma stared at her in complete and utter
scandalized shock and you in absolute, vengeful fury.
Here he was just treating his wife to a
quiet night out of town when a woman suddenly sat on his lap the moment you had
gone in the ladies room and started seducing him. And no matter what Enma did
the woman was like a bad stain. She just wouldn’t come off.
Your growl froze Enma’s blood as he looked
up and saw you there looking like a demon who just climbed out of hell.
“Honey, I’m sorry, I can explain―”
“There’s really no need to explain, baby~”
the woman cooed, shooing you away with a be ringed hand. “She should just stay
home with that big fat ass of hers while you and I go have fun.”
And that was what broke the camel’s back.
Fury made your eyes see red and before you
knew it you were pulling the woman away from Enma by her fake colored hair with
a strength no one would have expected from a six month pregnant woman.
you mother fucking slut! That is the
father of my child! You go whore
yourself on someone else and not on my property or I swear to God I will rip
your face off!”
When the woman tried to retaliate Enma rose
and firmly placed a boot over the woman’s hand which had attempted to retaliate
by scratching your eyes out. He stared coldly down at the woman as he held you
close in his arms, rubbing your back to calm you down.
“I think you should go,” he told the woman
on the floor. “If you hurt my wife I’ll have no choice but to kill you.”
“Well, well look what the cat dragged in~”
You watched as an extremely beautiful woman
came over to your husband while he sat with you, waiting for Squalo to tell
them the chopper was ready for their trip home. The Boss meeting dragged on too
long and was much too exhausting. You just wanted to lie down and put your feet
up instead of waddling all over the place with Xanxus showing you off like a
prized pony. Apparently this was the kind of party Mafia Bosses went to so they
could show each other the people they held dear and was under their protection.
A silent warning to all that if the people brought here were harmed, heaven and
hell won’t save them from each other’s wraths. You wonder why you didn’t see her at the party.
Xanxus eyed the unfamiliar woman indifferently
even as she wrapped her smooth, slim hands around him. “What do you want?”
“Oh is that a way to talk to an ‘old friend’?
You’ve never been rude to any of your lovers before past and present.” She replied
with a saccharine smile.
“Go away.” Xanxus replied, making you feel
“You don’t mean that.” The woman asserted
with a laugh. “I know you too well.”
“Xanxus?” you stood up now, not being able
to take it. You were stronger than this, not really much of a crybaby normally.
But damn your hormones they’ve turned you into a big blob of blubbering mush. “Maybe
we should go wait outside―”
“You on ahead and wait, honey,” the woman
actually had the audacity to wave you
away like you were a servant. “Xanxus
and I here just have a little catching up to do~”
And that did it.
Before you could stop it your tears started
flowing and you started sobbing like a broken dam as you turn around to leave
the room. But you’ve barely taken three steps when you suddenly hear a gunshot
and a thump from behind you.
Whirling around so fast you almost fell on
the floor, you saw the woman lying bloody and dead on the carpet while Xanxus,
now covered in blood was putting his gun away in irritation.
“There,” he said gruffly, kicking at the
woman’s dead body carelessly as he spoke. “Are you happy now?”
You gaped at him for a moment before you
turned red in anger and started screaming. “OF COURSE NOT! WHO DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO CLEAN THAT UP, YOU INCONSIDERATE JERK?!!!”
Xanxus sighed as you burst into tears. Pregnancy hormones was a bitch.
Tsuna, Enma and Reborn seducing a maid they fell in love with
“Master? I brought you tea.”
Tsuna felt his heart skip a
beat at the sight of you as you rolled the tea cart in. He closed the book he
was reading and gave you a smile. “Thanks.”
You love it when he smiled
like that. True to his nature he made you feel warm inside whenever he did so.
And even though you did not smile often you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling
You served the tea on the
small table, too busy to notice when Tsuna walked up behind you. You almost
jumped out of your skin when his hand grazed your bare arm oh so lightly as he
reached for a pastry you had just laid on down. It had been so subtle, so light
and yet so incredibly warm your breathe backed up in your throat and your heart
started beating crazily.
You turned around to face
him in a rush, almost toppling backward when you found him just barely a step
away from you. Only his arm quickly snaking itself around your waist saved you
from falling over the tea set.
“Are you alright?” he
Heat crawled up your neck
as you stared back at warm, caramel eyes so full of concern stared right back
at your shocked ones. The heat of his finely muscled body as he pressed you
against it tightly made your mouth dry and your lips tremble even as your mind
whirled with confusion. Moving his leg a little you felt the fabric of his
trousers rub delicately over the inside of your naked thigh and you had to bite
back the moan the dribbled up your throat at the sensation.
What… What was going on?
What are you doing to the Master?! Stop daydreaming! It’s not like this was the
first time he’s done that, you should be used to it by now! He’s doing this
because he’s nice! He has been ever since he picked you as his personal maid! Capo
di tuti capi or not, no matter how many people he killed he was different when
it came to you. He was different when you’re near! Because this was just his
nature, is it not? Because you were part of the Famiglia he had been working
hard to protect?
So why were you disgracing
yourself in front of him like this?!
You push back and bow
apologetically, struggling to fight your blush down. The hopelessness of your
feelings pricking your eyes with tears. “I- I’m sorry, Master! I was just
“Gee be careful will you?”
you almost gasped as he reached out and pulled your face up, forcing you out of
your bow. And again you were treated by that warm, kind smile. “Can’t have my
personal maid getting hurt. What would I do without you?”
Blushing harder than ever
and trying to stop yourself from falling further for the impossible you bow your
head again once in apology and left the room.
As soon as you left Tsuna
smirked sadly as he bit into the pastry he had used as another excuse to touch
“Just a little more,” he
muttered to himself as he stared at the hand that had wrapped itself around
you. “Just a little bit more and I won’t be alone hopelessly loving you like
“Master Enma? You called?”
“Yes. Please come in.”
You opened the door
carefully to see him standing beside his bed, already removing his tie. His
exhausted face made something in your chest ache in sympathy and already you
were fighting the urge to offer comfort.
You had heard he had come
home from a long, tiresome meeting and when you had caught a glimpse of him
from the hallway as he passed by you had noticed his shoulders were a little
slumped. His tread heavy with exhaustion as he walked. You had thought he would
have given an order for the servants not to disturb him but yet again he had
called for you. Like he always had since that evening when he noticed you would
sometimes be the only one to greet him when he came back home. It had become so
bad that the other servants were now deferring to you when they need to give or
let Master Enma know anything. It was like you had become his personal maid but…
he never called you anything like that.
“Master?” you called out, a
little surprised when he started taking off his suit and shirt.
“Good you’re here,” he
sounded relief and your mouth almost dropped open when he undressed to reveal
the rippling muscles hidden underneath. You blushed bright and red, grateful
for the dim light of the table lamp beside his bed when he turned to you in all
his half naked glory. “I need a back rub. It’s been a long day.”
You swallowed hard but you
knew you had no way of refusing. Especially since he lay on the bed as though
sacrificing his body for your leisure. He raised a brow at you expectantly, and
silently questioning your slowness.
You shake your head quickly,
trying to get rid of the impure thoughts running through your head as he lay
there on his back waiting for you. Swallowing hard you step forward until you
were at his bedside.
“Start with my chest,” he
commanded as he sighed and crossed his forearms over his eyes. “Then you can do
my back. Use that massage oil Shitt P gave me for Christmas.”
Willing your fingers not to
tremble you picked up the bottle of lavender oil from the dresser and started
warming your hands with it.
Come on why is your heart
beating faster? It’s not like this was the first time he’s asked you to do
this! So what if you’ll never get used to the feel of his skin under your
hands? So what if your breath comes out faster each time you run your fingers
over a firm muscle? This was your Master you were talking about here! There is
absolutely no sense harboring feelings for him like this!
“Umm…” he moaned as you
pressed on a particularly stubborn knot on his shoulder and you blushed and
swallowed hard again even as your mouth turned dry at his pleased moan. “Do
You were a slave to his
words. A prisoner to his pleasure. Even as he turned on his back demanding you
work on the exhaustion knotting there as well you had to bite your lip to keep
from kissing the back of his neck as he settled down to relax.
You left his room when you were
done and he was quiet and asleep. For a minute you had to lean against his
bedroom door as soon as you closed it from the outside, trying to get your
bearings, trying to get your sanity back.
Back in the room Enma
smiled into his pillow.
Next time… next time you’ll
be ready for him.
Reborn smirked as he saw
you in the empty hallway on your toes and rubbing insistently at a stubborn
stain on the window. He checked out how your skirt pulled up as you stretched
your arm up. His eyes softened when he saw the stray hairs that had escaped
your tight bun as you rubbed furiously.
A scheme made him smirk
again. He knew you would get mad but it was just too hard to resist.
He silently walked up to
you from behind and snaked his long arms around your waist even as his lips
found the stray hairs on your nape and kissed them one by one.
“AH!” you practically jumped
out of your skin even as you moaned at the sensation of his lips. “W-wha―
“Shhh!” he hushed you as he
backed into an empty room with you still held tight in his arms.
You tried to struggle even
as you blushed wildly at the mix of desire and anger at his boldness. “Wh- what
are you doing?! M- master Reborn?!”
“Has anyone touched you
here yet?” he whispered before delicately biting the edge of your ear and has
hand digging low touching you between the legs. Forcing your skirt up with the
“Wait. No!” you struggled
and the only reason you were able to get free was because he laughingly let you
go. You glared at him, your face furiously red, your chest heaving heavily as
you tried to get your breath back. “Pervert! Master Reborn, why do you keep doing this
each and every time?!”
You wanted to wipe that
happy smirk on his face as he brought the fingers that touched you up to his
nose and licked it slowly. “What’s wrong with checking up on what’s mine?”
You swallowed hard and
blushed even harder at his actions but you rallied yourself with righteous
indignation. “Stop kidding! I’m a freaking maid
here! I do not want to be kicked out
just because you’re bored and want to have fun! What you’re doing is
He pressed you bodily
against the wall, his face serious as he looked into your now wide eyes. “Did
anyone say I do the same to all the maids?”
You scowled but you were
forced to answer truthfully. “No.”
“Have I ever been bothered
by the fact that you’re a maid?”
“Not really.” You replied
“Have I ever made you feel
less than a person when I’m around you?”
“…No, you don’t.”
His smirk came back and he
pulled his fedora down over his eyes as he stepped back from you. “Then doesn’t
that mean you’re special?”
“Stop joking.” you told him
tiredly. “You have a reputation to take care of. What would people say if they
find out you’re after a mere maid?”
“Since when have I ever
cared what anyone else says?”
Even so you looked away
from him. How can you believe that it was possible for a man like Reborn could
want you? It’s just not right. It’s just not possible.
“It’s alright, I know
you’re not ready yet but you’re getting there. I’m a patient man.” He broke the
silence between you as he leaned back against the still closed door. But as you
look up at him you blinked at the sharp obsidian eyes that had suddenly seemed
to be warning you, making your blood run hot and cold at the same time. “Just
don’t ever let anyone else touch you. I’m not above getting rid of my competition.”