Apologies for the late update; not only has our internet been down, we're going through a severe heatwave which knocked me off my feet for a while. Since I still don't feel one-hundred per cent, updates may be a tad delayed until the weather cools down.
I am in the process of moving lemons across to my adultfanfiction account.
Just when Fran was starting to get good at versing Bel in video games, he had to drop his controller in favor of answering Mukuro's call. Bel shrugged when the younger asked for a few minutes, busying himself with stroking Mink's silk fur.
"City Morgue." Fran was emotionless as he waited for the blue-haired man to reply to him.
"Very funny, little one." Mukuro didn't sound amused.
"Master, what's the news?" Fran traced random patterns on his khaki shorts, remembering back to how bad Rasiel had looked this morning.
"His concussion is worse than the first one." Mukuro muttered something to someone in the background before he spoke again to Fran. "The doctor said he needs quiet and to rest for the day. He's going to stay at our house for the night so I can keep an eye on him."
"What am I doing with Bel-senpai?" The teal-haired boy glanced at the man beside him, wondering if the blond would try and slit his throat in his sleep without Rasiel there to stop him.
"Rasiel said to go out and buy dinner, and in the morning just give him a bowl of cereal. It will keep him content."
"Okay, Master." The boy wasn't entirely sure of how he was supposed to pull this off - he couldn't drive himself into town, and he was sure that if he tried to walk, Bel would just lock him out of the house.
"Call me back if anything happens." The blue-haired man ended the call, leaving Fran to do the same.
Bel turned to look at Fran, seemingly emotionless. "Did my brother die?"
Fran shook his head. "He's staying with Master for the night."
The blond licked his lips at these words, throwing the controller away as he reached out to grab teal hair. He yanked Fran closer to him, pulling the boy onto his lap.
"So then I can make the frog croak loudly again." Bel's mouth sucked against Fran's neck, moving down so that it eventually rested between the crook of the younger's neck and shoulder. He bit down viciously, drawing streams of blood which he lapped up greedily.
Fran moaned, feeling the familiar stirring in his groin. He reached down between their bodies, unzipping his shorts so that his arousal had room to breathe.
"You... would have fucked me regardless... if Rasiel-senpai was here..." Fran nibbled at Bel's earlobe, his hands moving back up to grip at the strong man's shoulders.
"Jill is an asshole," Bel muttered, searching for a new place to draw blood from. He felt Mink jump from his shoulders, but he didn't stop the animal. "He'd make me do it in my room if he were here... Fucking prude is uncomfortable around me and my lovers..."
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"Fuck..." Bel raised a hand to wipe at his sweaty face, leaning against the couch as Fran rested against him, panting. "Shit..."
Fran closed his eyes as he tried to catch his breath. "...Bel...senpai..."
Bel, who hated after-sex cuddling, pushed the boy off his body and onto the floor. He shivered when he felt Fran curl up beside him, the younger resting his head on Bel's thigh, feeling extremely uncomfortable with it.
"Bel-senpai...?" Fran, who was exhausted by now, found the strength to ask the man something that had been bothering him. "Why didn't you tell me why you didn't like it when I moved my hand to your ass?"
Bel shrugged before a crazed grin crossed his face. "You want to know, little frog? You really want to know?"
"Mmhmm..."
"I had an argument with one of my ex-boyfriends. Ushishishi~ He tried to make me go down on him, so I bit him. He hit me and tried to rape me - tried, being the keyword, frog - so I stabbed him~ I stabbed him over and over again until Jill came in and tried to take my knife~ So I stabbed Jill, too~ There was so much blood~ Ushishishi~"
Bel looked down, finding that Fran hadn't moved since he had last spoken. He caressed teal hair almost mockingly before he asked, "Does this scare you, little frog?"
"No." Fran was truthful as he spoke. "It doesn't scare me."
"Then what does it make you feel?" Bel's grin was gone, as if he had expected his story to scare the younger away for good.
Fran just shrugged. "I don't know. But it doesn't scare me."
"What if I tried to stab you, frog?" There was a darkness in Bel's voice that Fran hadn't heard before, but again, he wasn't scared. "Would you be scared, then?"
"No. I'm not scared of you, Bel-senpai."
"Why?" Bel demanded. "Why aren't you scared of me? Jill's scared of me - everyone else is scared of me! Why aren't you scared of me?"
"Because you're not scary to me, Bel-senpai." As if to emphasise his point, Fran curled up further against the man. "My Master is scarier than you when he's mad."
Bel humphed before he pushed Fran away. He didn't know why it made him uncomfortable to think that Fran didn't fear him - he was so used to others treating him as if he'd stab them for no reason - which in truth, he was capable of doing - he didn't think he'd ever find someone who wasn't scared of him.
"...The prince doesn't know what the stupid frog is playing at, but he hates your game!"
Fran watched as Bel stormed out of the room. Game? I'm not playing anything, senpai. I'm not scared of you. ...The truth is... I think I'm actually starting to love you... I've never... loved someone like that before, so I don't know if what I'm feeling is lust for what we do together, or something more... But I just can't find it in myself to fear you, Bel-senpai... You're just someone who needs a friend, and someone to love and be loved by...
I can't fear someone who's scared of himself, Bel-senpai.
~~XX~~
Mukuro had been standing in the kitchen putting together lunch when his phone started ringing on the counter behind him. He turned around, checking the caller ID to find Fran's name.
"Hello, little one." Mukuro abandoned the pizza he had been decorating in favor of sitting at the table, wondering if something had happened to Fran.
"Master, I have a question for you." Fran sounded as emotionless as ever on the other end of the line. "How do I know if I love someone?"
"Hmm?" Mukuro blinked, surprised by these words. "Pardon?"
"How do I know if I love someone?" the younger repeated. "Bel-senpai and I were having sex, and I found out that one of his ex-lovers almost raped him. He told me he stabbed Jill and that other guy when it happened and then acted as if I was supposed to be scared of him and his story."
Well, that's... quite a surprising thing to hear... Mukuro was silent for a few seconds, still trying to take in what he had been told. "...Does it scare you, little one?"
"No, Master." The blue-haired man knew when Fran was lying, and right now the boy was telling the truth. "I don't know how it makes me feel. I kind of feel bad for Bel-senpai, and that's all I know."
"When you think about what he told you, do you feel different than usual?" Mukuro, the one who had raised Fran since the boy was seven, knew him better than Fran knew himself.
"Yes, Master. It's hard to explain. It's kind of like I want to help, but I don't know if I can. Does that make sense?"
"I understand. Have you kissed him?"
"No. He doesn't like any of that stuff. He doesn't even let me touch him after sex. I think he's scared."
"I think he is, too." Mukuro sighed, knowing the situation was delicate. "Do you want to touch him after sex? Or kiss him?"
"Mmm..." Fran made a thinking noise for a few seconds before he replied. "I want to touch him all the time and be close to him, Master. I don't know if I want to kiss him or not, though. Part of me does."
"What does your other part tell you?"
"That Bel-senpai would throw a bitch fit if I tried."
Mukuro laughed. "Kufufu~ Perhaps you need to think more on your feelings by yourself, little one. It sounds like you care deeply about him to me, but you're still unsure about your true feelings."
"Master, if I love him, how do I tell him?"
"Kufufu~ You're asking me how to tell him about your feelings? You just blurt everything out into the open without embarrassment, little one. Why is this different?"
"Because I might hurt Bel-senpai if I be myself." Fran - for the first time in years - sounded uncertain. "I don't want to hurt him, Master."
"Well, as much as I wish I could help you, little one, I'm not sure I'm the right person to go to." Mukuro hated being unable to help Fran when the boy came to him for advice, but he would never forgive himself if he made things worse. "I think you'll know what to do better than me."
"Okay, Master. Thank you."
"It's okay, little one." Mukuro ended the call. He washed his hands in the basin to get rid of any germs he may have picked up from his phone before returning back to the pizza he was preparing for lunch.
"Mukuro...?" Rasiel called weakly from the living room.
The younger male left the kitchen to check on his guest, noticing that Rasiel was smiling weakly at him, despite the pain he was in.
"Was that Fran...?" the blond asked.
"Yes, it was." Mukuro reached out, caressing the older male's check gently. It had been a while since he had come across someone who made his heart speed up and his fingers itch to touch, exactly what was happening now. "I think your brother has an admirer."
Rasiel laughed weakly, lifting his hand to touch Mukuro's. He had never been touched by anyone but Bel before, but even his brother was cruel in his touches, making it more painful than gentle. The younger man made him shiver, the touch lingering on his over-sensitive nerves - he liked being touched by this man, and for the first time since he was a hormonal teenager, he found himself craving the touch of another, wondering what it would be like to have someone touch him sensually, in the way his twin was so accustomed to.
For the first time in years, Rasiel felt the need for sexual touch, whether it be by his hand or another's.