SMUT! ;)


"My ass hurts," Bel groaned and Fran smirked.

He sat back to wipe away any remaining tears from his eyes. "Take a hot bath. That's what I usually like to do."

"Mmm," Bel hummed. "Take one with me."

"O-Okay."

They got out of bed, Bel still naked from the night before. Fran went to the bathroom to start the water. Bel stretched and winced. He followed Fran in and helped him out of his boxers. Bel placed his crown on the counter and they got into the hot bath. Bel groaned.

"Turn around, Senpai," Fran said. "I'll give you a massage."

Bel turned around eagerly and Fran started rubbing his back. Bel pulled his knees up and rested his forehead on them. Fran focused on Bel's sore lower back and he could feel him shutter under his touch.

"Who knew you were good at this?" He muttered, slightly panting.

Fran could feel himself smiling. He wrapped his arms around Bel's shoulders and rested his chin on him.

"Are you feeling any better?" He asked.

Bel nodded. Fran rubbed his chest gently and nibbled on his neck. Bel made a purring sound and Fran could feel his own cheeks turning red.

"Are you trying to get me turned on?" Bel asked him, turning around to catch his chin in his hand.

Fran's cheeks blushed darker and he looked away. "S-Sorry."

Bel growled and kissed him. "I think we should make up for last night," he said.

Fran nodded, shyly.

Bel snickered. He turned Fran around and pulled him into his lap. He started placing kisses along his shoulder.

"Ahh, w-wait," Fran shivered. "In here? I was thinking in your bed- ahh."

"It's warm in here," Bel said and reached around to play with Fran's nipples.

Fran arched into his touch, the action making his butt grind into Bel's crotch. Bel groaned and bit his shoulder. He reached lower to rub Fran's stomach and then down his thighs. Fran whimpered and squirmed. His cock was already hard.

"Mmm," Bel hummed again. "You're so turned on already. How naughty~"

"S-Shut up."

Bel chuckled and stroked Fran's cock. Fran cried out and bit his knuckles to keep quiet. Bel tugged his hand away from his mouth and started rubbing a finger against his twitching hole.

"Ahh! Fuck," he moaned.

Bel pressed his finger inside and Fran gripped the side of the tub for support. He could feel Bel chuckle against his neck. The finger moving in and out of him made him feel hot all over. He hated that Bel could get him going so easily. It was embarrassing. He whimpered as a second finger was pushed inside him. He gritted his teeth, trying to keep any more girly sounds from escaping him. He couldn't help but gasp as Bel started stroking his cock again and he felt the familiar coiling feeling in his stomach.

"B-Bel, don't," he panted.

Bel snickered. "I love when your ass squeezes my fingers, Froggy," he said and pressed a third one in. "It means you're so close," he hissed in his ear.

Fran jolted against him as his cock was gripped tighter. He was too lost in pleasure to reply. Bel rubbed his sensitive tip firmly and he couldn't hold it any longer. His cum spilled out over Bel's hand and he cringed as his loud cry echoed in the bathroom. He fell limp against Bel and his head lolled back to rest on his chest. Bel was snickering again, but he was too dazed to shut him up.

"How was that, Froggy? It's better when I do it, huh?"

Fran nodded and Bel was laughing again. Fran turned to glare at him. "Quit laughing at me, fake prince."

"Che, brat," he said.

He lifted Fran so he could press his hard cock at his entrance. He eased Fran down onto himself. Fran gasped and dug his nails into Bel's arms.

"Relax," Bel told him.

"We've never done it like this," Fran whined.

"I know," Bel said. "You'll be okay, I promise."

Fran frowned. He felt like he had no control and there was nothing for him to hold on to. Bel allowed him time to adjust before moving him up and then back down on his cock. Fran bit his lip as Bel repeated the movement. Fran started to relax as he continued to move him. He pulled him up and let him drop back down harder, his cock going deeper inside. Fran threw his head back with a loud moan as his prostate was bumped.

"Ahh. Did I find it?" Bel asked, sounding pleased.

"Y-Yes," Fran panted. "Please, more."

Bel grinned and continued. He started thrusting up as he dropped Fran down so that he could hit his prostate harder. Fran cried out and water splashed out of the tub.

"Ahh-hah- ah! Fuck, Bel!" He gasped.

He dropped his head back again and reached his hand up to tangle his fingers in the back of Bel's hair. Bel sucked on his neck. He bit down as he came inside him and Fran came soon after, spilling over his lap. Bel wrapped his arms tightly around him and buried his face in the other's shoulder as they tried to slow their breathing. The floor was now soaking wet. When they were calmer Bel lifted Fran up from his softening cock. He unplugged the drain and helped them stand up. Fran's legs were shaky and he had to lean against the shower wall for support. Bel turned on the overhead shower so that they could clean themselves properly.

"I'm hungry," Bel said as they dried off and he picked up his crown.

"Me too," Fran said.

He returned to his own room so that he could dress and met Squalo on his way back to Bel's room.

"I sent Lussuria out for a while," he said.

"Oh, thanks," Fran said.

"I didn't do it for you," he snapped. "I did it so you two wouldn't kill that idiot."

"Ushishishi," Bel giggled as he appeared in the hall with knives. "You only delayed his death, Squ-Senpai."

Fran smiled.

"Voii, whatever," he said weakly. "I don't care anymore."

"Come on, Froggy," Bel said. He took a hold of Fran's hand and led him down to the kitchen.

Squalo rolled his eyes and spotted Xanxus watching him from his doorway. He was leaning against it with his arms crossed.

"What are you smirking at?" He grumbled, moving over to him.

Xanxus chuckled and shook his head. "You can't save that trash."

Squalo sighed. "I guess not," he said.

Xanxus pulled him close and kissed him. Squalo's eyes widened slightly at the sudden affection. He could feel his cheeks flush.

"Get in here," Xanxus ordered and pushed Squalo into his room.

"Yeah, yeah," Squalo muttered.

Xanxus closed the door and locked it behind him. "Strip," he commanded.

Squalo glared at him. "Make me."

Xanxus glared back and advanced on him. He shoved Squalo down on the bed and pinned him there with his strong body.

"You asked for it," he growled.


I had a request for Xanxus and Squalo, so it's up next!