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Jun. 7th, 2010 11:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8chaThe tattoo wasn't just on Dino's arm. Hibari had realized this ages ago during his first fight with Dino when he saw the stretch of inked flesh up Dino's shoulder, the graceful blue flames that lined Dino's side. Dino's tattoo was similar but different from the elaborate tattoos that decorated the body of the yakuza. Hibari had always liked the brilliant swirls of color and intricate designs that stretched over broad or skinny shoulders, he had seen quite a few in his life spying on his father's business meetings.
Still, Dino's tattoo was different. It was looser, for one thing, not a work of art that filled each square inch of skin with color and pictures. Parts of it were… inelegant, the needlework possessing the gauche uncouth style of foreign work and not the talented artistry required of a Japanese inker. Dino's tattoo was also some sort of sign that he was the Cavallone head, from the bucking horse to the Cavallone crest. Even the flames that disappeared into his waistband stood for something.
Hibari never bothered to ask what. He didn't want to know… or at least that was what he wanted Dino to think.
"Kyou-" Dino was gripping Hibari's hair hard and bucking ineffectually under the younger man. "-ya, Kyou…" Dino's protests were broken by a moan. Hibari smirked and stroked his tongue over that particular swirl of blue stained flesh. "K- Nnn…"
Hibari pushed down Dino's pants and followed the path of the Cavallone tattoo with his tongue and hands, sliding one underneath Dino's ass and the other over Dino's inner thigh.
"Kyouya!"
Still, Dino's tattoo was different. It was looser, for one thing, not a work of art that filled each square inch of skin with color and pictures. Parts of it were… inelegant, the needlework possessing the gauche uncouth style of foreign work and not the talented artistry required of a Japanese inker. Dino's tattoo was also some sort of sign that he was the Cavallone head, from the bucking horse to the Cavallone crest. Even the flames that disappeared into his waistband stood for something.
Hibari never bothered to ask what. He didn't want to know… or at least that was what he wanted Dino to think.
"Kyou-" Dino was gripping Hibari's hair hard and bucking ineffectually under the younger man. "-ya, Kyou…" Dino's protests were broken by a moan. Hibari smirked and stroked his tongue over that particular swirl of blue stained flesh. "K- Nnn…"
Hibari pushed down Dino's pants and followed the path of the Cavallone tattoo with his tongue and hands, sliding one underneath Dino's ass and the other over Dino's inner thigh.
"Kyouya!"
