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Bel7 - Belphegor X Nana
There was just something about seeing Nana in such fear, seeing droplets of her blood splatter against the snow-white floorboard...it really excited him.
"Please...please stop...I'm begging you...what is it that you want from me?"
The woman's words were garbled by her own sobs. She had been scratching at the wall behind her so hard, so desperately, that her fingernails were starting to fall off. Belphegor took a step towards her; he reveled in her fear. She continued to plead for mercy, but all it did was get on the prince's nerves. He drew the jagged, red tip of the knife close to her face, and like always, it shut her up. Bel smiled that wide, maniacal smile of his.
"You're pretty."
"...Eee..."
"You're really pretty. I always believed a woman's physical beauty goes downhill after giving birth and all, but that didn't seem to happen to you, you perky little bitch..."
He touched her left cheek ever so gently with the knife. Then, without warning, he began to drag the blade's sharpened edge along her soft, pale skin, drawing blood in the process. Tears were leaking from Nana's eyes, pouring steadily down her face and onto her sweater. More and more blood continued to pour. Belphegor began to cackle with glee. Nana's lips, trembling, mouthed out her desire for him to stop, and he did, just as the knife had reached her earlobe of course. With a thin, clean cut going across one side of her face, Nana was bleeding profusely, and she looked like she might lose consciousness soon. Still, that wasn't enough for Bel.
He wanted to cut her more, make her bleed more, cry more...suffer more. The very thought of seeing her mutilated and bloody made him want to tear off all her clothes and fuck her like an animal, but he didn't. He wasn't that kind of guy. He loved Nana, but in a very special way...the way that only showed itself when he was feeling merciful enough to give her food or water. The rest of the time, he was just crazy to make her bleed. Unlike his many past victims, Nana's blood was pure, sweet and simple.
He didn't have much time to play around, though; Vongola Tenth would find him soon. Bel had to finish things quickly...