"Oh, Bel-chan, look~ at~ you~!" Lussuria couldn't help but gush at the result of his handiwork, squeezing his cheeks as he squealed in delight. He wriggled his rear as he stepped closer, admiring every inch of the boy sitting on his bed; he had long-since wanted to dress the Storm Guardian up like this, but Bel had often refused due to feeling embarrassed at the thought of what the others would say – now, he had simply stared at Lussuria when asked if the man could put a dress on him. "You are too~ cute~!"
Bel blinked beneath long bangs before he looked down at the dress the Sun Guardian had put on him. He tugged at it slowly before looking back up at the flamboyant man, his head cocked to the side; he didn't mind wearing a dress, but he didn't like being cooed over like this. "…"
"C'mon, hon, let's go show everyone~" Lussuria reached out, taking the smaller hand in his so that he could tug the boy along behind him. "Let's see what they say~"
Blinking again, it took a moment for the blond to understand what was being said, but once he realised, he reached out, picking up his Varia uniform that lay folded neatly by his side. It took a few attempts for him to successfully grab it instead of the vibrant orange comforter, but once he had it, he held it tight to him, blocking the view of the baby blue frill dress he was wearing instead. He stood up, looking at the roman sandals he decided he liked wearing, smiling softly as he became more comfortable with his new attire; he had always liked dresses, but not owning his own, he had never worn one until now.
"Ooh, hold on, hon~" Reaching into his pocket, Lussuria surfaced with a handful of hair ties. "Let's do your hair, too~"
Bel was placid as he allowed the man to put his hair in pigtails, accepting the blue hairband the older male retrieved from his personal bathroom. He played with the necklace that soon hung from his neck, allowing a bit of makeup to be put on his cheeks, and then finally, he was led out of the other's room.
The blond looked all around him as they walked towards the stairwell, Lussuria patiently moving slow with him so that the boy would stay upright; the Sun Guardian was the only one apart from Mammon who accepted what had happened and were more tolerant than usual with him, knowing it wasn't his fault this had happened.
"Do you need some help with the stairs, Bel-chan?" Lussuria stopped at the first step, knowing that if someone didn't help their youngest member, Bel would fall down the stairs again, his motor skills greatly damaged.
Shaking his head, Bel was as prideful as ever; he didn't want this kind of help, not when it was something he could do perfectly fine by himself. However, just because he had once been able to do it without problems didn't mean he still could; the boy plummeted with just one step, about to tumble forward if Lussuria hadn't grabbed him.
"Give me your hand, hon." Lussuria clasped the boy's hand tight in his, ignoring the way the younger whined and tried to pull away; he simply moved closer so that Bel was leaning against him, helping him down onto the first stair slowly.
It felt as if it had taken an eternity to get onto the ground floor since Bel didn't want to be picked up, but when they were standing on a flat surface once again, they went straight to the kitchen, knowing that most of the other core Varia members should be there already.
"Morning~" Stepping past the threshold, Lussuria was as cheerful as ever as he took notice of Squalo, Levi and Mammon seated at the dining table, the long-haired man devouring his breakfast while the other two ate in a more dignified manner. "You shouldn't eat so fast, Squ-chan; it's bad for your health."
"Shut the fuck up, fag! I need to leave for a fucking mission in ten minutes!" Taking notice of the boy standing behind Lussuria, Squalo's eyes widened in surprise as he choked on his meal. After coughing it up, he scowled, pointing to the blond with an accusing finger. "Voi! The fuck did you do to him, faggot?! Don't fucking convert the rest of us to your sick fucking ways!"
As calm as ever, Lussuria put a strong hand on the boy's shoulder before saying, "Bel-chan is welcome to like whatever gender he naturally does; we can't influence him, and even if we could, I'm sure he would turn out to like girls if that were the case."
"Voi! I don't even want to think about that little shit with a fucking girl; that's disgusting!" Scrunching his face up in distaste, Squalo glanced at Levi as the other agreed with him. "You shut it, too, goat-fucker!"
"So you really like men if you think girls are disgusting?" A smirk crept onto Lussuria's face as he absentmindedly wrapped his arms around the Storm Guardian who was moving closer to him, seemingly distressed by something or other.
"Voi! Fuck no! But him with anyone is fucking foul!"
"Bel-chan is a teenager; he will want to be with someone one day, and even if you won't, I will support him in whoever he chooses to have his first time with, male or female. Bel-chan has just as much right to have sex as the rest of us."
Mammon, who had stayed so quiet during this conversation, floated over to the boy. She sat on top of his head like she was accustomed to doing, as relaxed as ever. "You two are the only ones treating this like a problem. Grow up. Bel can't help who he's attracted to; don't make him feel bad for something he has no control over, or I'll fine you for more money than you can afford."
"What the fuck's going on in here?"
All eyes turned at Xanxus' voice, finding the man stomping into the room with an agitated look on his face.
"Trying to fucking sleep and all I can hear is you lot yakking." Moving towards his second-in-command, Xanxus gripped long hair and slammed the younger male's face into the table. "Shut the fuck up, loudmouth shark."
A small sound escaped Bel's lips at the sight of Xanxus. He pulled away from Lussuria in order to head to the stronger man's side, reaching out to tug on the other's sleeve and grab his boss' attention.
Xanxus turned around with a growl, his mouth open to say something, only to stop at the sight of the boy with his arms in the air, wanting to be picked up. He couldn't help but find the younger's attire arousing, having never considered the blond in a dress before - to his shock, it looked good on him.
"..." Xanxus circled around the boy like a predatory animal, licking his lips as he drank in the other's appearance. He cared nothing for the other members watching him, knowing that if they had a problem with his actions, he could just shoot them and be done with it. Reaching down, he pressed his palm flat against the youngest's rear.
"What the fuck?!" Squalo slammed his hands on the table as he got to his feet, his face paling in disgust. "Voi! You shitty boss, get your fucking hands off him! Go grope a fucking woman or something; anything but that thing!"
Xanxus shot his Rain Guardian a filthy glare, reaching down to grab one of his guns. He pointed it at the long-haired man, his finger on the trigger as his red eyes conveyed nothing but anger. "Tell me my fucking business again and I will pull the fucking trigger, scum."
Squalo gulped as he backed down, knowing to pick fights with anyone but his boss. "..."
Xanxus turned his attention back to the boy, squeezing the yielding flesh roughly. He smirked as he drew a soft gasp from Bel, kneeling down in order to get a closer look. Lifting the hem of the dress, the man licked his lips as he eyed off the small bulge in the blond's underwear.
"You are mine, trash," Xanxus hissed, bringing his hand forward in order to grab the flaccid shaft before him. He gripped it in a rough manner that bordered on painful, a burning look crossing his eyes. "You belong to me; you were mine the second you became my subordinate, and I have priority to your body whenever I want it. Your body is my property and I can use it however I want."
Bel's mouth drew a straight line, his hazy mind not quite understanding what had been said to him; he just wrapped his arms around the other, resting his head against the man's strong shoulder. He didn't know what to make of the hand touching him in places, in ways he had never touched himself before, but he found he didn't mind the contact; it was slightly pleasurable to him, sending sensations he had never experienced down his spine.
Xanxus said nothing about the Storm Guardian embracing him; he simply picked the boy up and threw him over his shoulder, taking him out of the kitchen and up to his bedroom. He didn't hesitate to toss the blond onto his luxurious bed the second they entered the room, and it aroused him to no end to be the one ripping the dress off the scrawny body and forcing himself into it without care.
The screams of pain Bel made at the unprepared intrusion were music to the man's ears, and though he wasn't usually one to care for his bed-partner's pleasure, he eventually found his frenzied act of intercourse slowing into a calm manner when Bel's cries turned into pleasured murmurs and quiet moans. That silky voice made Xanxus harder than anything else ever had, the flushed, sweaty face of the teenager more attractive than anyone else he had been with, and when he came, he came hard.
Was it because of reasons purely physical? Or was it because all of these things were somewhat soothing to the man in ways he didn't understand? It was as if the blond's presence was enough to calm the rage he was usually in, but why had this never happened until now? Was it because he had never slept with his Storm Guardian before?
Whatever the reason, Xanxus refused to think too much on it and locked it away in the back of his mind.
Bel's chest rose and fell harshly as he came down from his own high, his head turned so that he could stare at Xanxus. His expression was unreadable, but whatever was going through his mind must have been something pleasant as he soon dragged himself closer to his boss, cuddling in against the strong chest.
"Xan...xus..." Bel yawned as he dropped his head against Xanxus' ribcage, listening to the steady beating of the other's heart. His thin fingers played with the sheets beneath their bodies, his eyes too heavy to hold open any longer; allowing them to slip closed, Bel was ready to fall asleep. "Xan...xus..."
Xanxus growled as he pushed the other away, about to open his mouth to tell the other to piss off, but he quietened himself as Bel whimpered and closed the distance between them again; the dark-haired man was a cold, uncaring lover, and never before had he allowed others to snuggle against him like this, but he had just stolen the younger's virginity when the blond probably didn't even know what was happening, and yet... Bel still wanted his attention. He was used to his lovers fawning over him, trying to give him attention when it wasn't wanted, and it had always pissed the man off more than anything. But Bel...
Bel was simply content listening to his heartbeat while he drifted off into sleep. Bel wasn't asking for anything more other than a place for him to rest his head. He didn't require any false declarations of love like so many other women the man had been with requested; all he needed was to recover from his first time having sex.
Folding his hands behind his head, Xanxus decided he would grant the boy his wish, allowing the oblivion to wash over him as well. He found that, for once in his life, a lover's presence wasn't bothering him in the least.
Instead, it was... almost relaxing. What were these new feelings Bel was invoking in him? Xanxus wasn't sure, but he knew not to let himself get too caught up in them; the boy was nothing but his tool, and there needn't be any emotional attachments to any of his subordinates, especially not one like Bel.