Authoress Notes: Hello! This is my first time posting on this site, and I just wanted to let you know that I have never written anything even vaguely porn-like before so if this suck's just tell me, and I'll try my hardest to fix it! I just want to learn to write better :)

Also this Fic is going to turn into Gokudera/Fran/Bel so you have been warned!!

-----Chapter One-----

Hours ago Bel let a lazy feel encompass him as he made his way slowly down the 'dangerous' back alleys in Namimori. Any lower assassin would be on high alert, however he saw no need to avoid the thugs patrolling the area. No low life criminal and their clumsy blows could defeat the refined supremacy of a prince, and that was that.

Hours later however, as Bel was slammed into a dingy wall, he silently cursed himself for his arrogance, cringing as probing hands slid under his baggy striped shirt.

He had, quite simply, been jumped by three men with features obscured by the black hoods of their sweatshirts. Normally the attack would not have fazed him; they were after all just the graceless slobs he imagined would inhabit the alleyways. The problem was they were graceless slobs with drugs. One syringe slammed into the side of his neck was all it had taken for his limbs to feel heavy, and give his attackers an easy target.

"I love new toys," The man who had him pinned purred into his ear, "So much fun to break~."

Calloused hands pinched hard on his nipples eliciting a whimper from the barely struggling blonde boy, and Bel heard the three men laugh. Inwardly he felt humiliated at being into such a hopeless situation but outwardly he could do nothing to stop the shudders and gasps as strong hands ghosted down his stomach to the clasp of his belt.

The 26 year old tried hard to ignore the pain, not all physical, as one searching hand grabbed his member forcefully, kneading and rolling fingers until sensations took over will and Bel was hard.

"See now, I knew you would enjoy this." a new deeper voice cooed gently, almost tenderly, as teeth grazed his earlobe.

Slowly, mockingly, his pants were dragged beneath his ankles, and a fistful of blonde locks were being used to shove his head down until he was almost bent double, and when the first man entered it took everything within his power not to scream out. The ruthless thrusts were tearing skin, and Bel could feel blood dribbling down his thighs. He was almost relived as he felt the stinging of the other mans come burning his insides, but the relief was short lived as the second man grabbed his hips with a bruising force.

The thrusting ensued and soon his attacker was ramming a spot inside of him that had the blonde trembling with uncontrollable pleasure. Bel was in a daze and hardly realized the third man had approached him until he felt the others member pressed against his lips.

"Suck whore." The third man commanded. "Suck or I'll kill you."

Reluctantly the prince opened his mouth, gagging as the other man pushed his entire length to the back of his throat. He licked and sucked, trying hard to ignore the moans of his tormentors.

Soon Bel had brought the two men to orgasm, unwilling climaxing himself in the dirty alleyway. The man behind him pulled out letting him drop into a puddle of his blood and cum.

The last thing he heard before blacking out was the retreating footsteps and laughs of his attackers.

-----Chapter One END-----

Authoress Notes: Okay I won't add another chapter if nobody reviews saying they want me too!! Tell me if this was… Corny? Over Dramatic? Sounded like I was trying to hard? I won't get offended!! Now I'm gonna go try some of my brothers demon cookies (THEY ARE ORANGE!! COOKIES SHOULD NOT BE ORANGE!!) *skips off to kitchen*

P.S- If anyone is interested I included a small preview for chapter two, just in case anyone does end up wanting me to continue!

-----Chapter Two Preview-----

Fran was becoming vaguely annoyed. Actually that was an understatement, he was exceedingly annoyed. His stupid sempi had agreed to meet him almost two hours before, yet here he was, alone, searching through dimly lit, dingy alleys trying to find the idiotic man.