"Kaerin, you look so sleepy today~" Lussuria teased. He set a cup of coffee in front of her, which she immediately pushed away. The man frowned and took it back. "Cinnamon tea then?"
"If…you put anything in it…I'll kill you." Kaere was sitting slouched at the table, poking at her breakfast. The apple-cinnamon pancakes had been a kind gesture on Lussuria's part, but she had no appetite. That nightmare last night…it felt so real. No. Not even really a nightmare; it was a memory. She had dreamed of being set on fire, thrashing in chains as it seared her flesh and muscle. Kaere ran fingers through her hair and pushed the plate toward Belphegor, who was more than happy to take her food. "Lussuria…did Levi come back yet?"
"Not yet. Oh! You haven't met Levi yet, have you?"
"I don't want to…" Her mind went to the lab downstairs. More specifically to the wonderful assortment of disease and virus strains that Reborn had so thoughtfully supplied her with. There were vaccinations to go with them of course, but she doubted she would give Levi any of those. What's the worst thing I could infect him with?
"Bel-sempai, you're going to choke," Fran pointed out.
"Shishishi~ The frog peasant should mind his own business."
"Has anyone seen Bossu? His door was unlocked, but he wasn't in there this morning."
Kaere slouched further. "Yeah…he's still asleep…"
All eyes turned to her now. "You slept with Bossu last night~?"
"N-not like that!" She blushed red and scowled. "Look…I-I'm going to…ugh." Her eyes had shifted down to her hands. They were still coated in Squalo's blood from the night before. Wait. Is he alright? I haven't checked on him and he's not here with us. Kaere shook her head. "I'm…g-going upstairs…don't bother me…" She heard a shout as she was going upstairs, shortly after a loud thud, and knew that Squalo was alive and well. In her room, Xanxus was still sleeping. She quietly gathered a set of clean clothes and searched for the bathroom.
The door was locked behind her and Kaere turned on the shower. We don't even have a bathtub. That would have been nice. A glance down at her hands reminded her of the blood. Ugh. Never mind. I wouldn't want to sit in bloody water. She undressed and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, looking at her stomach. I don't…feel any different. Not really. But…what if…? Kaere shook her head. No. I can't think about things like that. I'll just…be careful. I'll try not to get stabbed. Or set on fire. Or drowned. Or electrocuted. She shivered and got into the water, determined to relax and stop worrying.
It had been a few minutes. The blood was scrubbed away, her hair was washed with the cinnamon-scented shampoo, and Kaere looked down at her stomach again. A hand wandered to it, her pale and scarred fingers tracing over it. But what if Squalo did…? What would I do? If Xanxus found out…what would he do…? How would he react? Would he…kill all of us…? She heard the bathroom door open and close. The locked clicked. Her muscles tensed. I locked that door. I know I did. Who…? Her mouth turned down at the corners. "X-Xanxus…?"
"You left me alone." It was said in a growl and his silhouette moved. There was a quiet rustling of cloth heard before he drew the shower curtain aside.
She felt her face turning pink. I know he's seen it before, but…it's still embarrassing. All of these scars…and…To her surprise, he lifted her so her legs went around his waist and pushed her back against the shower wall. The tiles were cold, even against her chilled flesh. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling against his warm skin. "Xanxus…I-I'm sorry…"
"Quiet. You'll make it up to me." He smirked and thrust into her as hard as he could. She threw her head back, a quiet moan escaping her pale lips. Xanxus latched his mouth onto her neck, sucking and biting until a satisfying bruise began to take form. His hips rocked back and forth into her at a gentle pace, his fingertips wandering along her scar-riddled back as he pulled his face away to look at her. The girl's eyes were half-closed, giving him a lusty sort of stare that made him want to go harder. He had a plan though and he would not let her ruin this one. She had managed to ruin all of his previous plans, but this one would work. He was determined. Feeling her nails dig into him, he knew she was getting close to climax. Her muscles tightened around him and he groaned lowly as she did, reveling in the warm dampness that gripped him. He loved this feeling. He loved this and feeling her cold skin against his, but he could not allow himself release just yet.
Kaere went limp against his chest for a moment and latched onto his neck, biting and kissing. She tasted his blood after a while and smirked. "Xanxus~"
He smirked back down at her. "You're not dominating me today, woman."
Her body was carried out of the shower and set on the floor on her hands and knees. She frowned at the position, but shifted her hips enticingly. "What…? If you really want to…be in control…you can't lose it so quickly~" she teased, seeing him struggle. She could see it in his eyes. He wanted to finish, but he wanted to draw this out. Why, she was unsure. All she knew was that he was already starting to come undone. The man gripped her hips tightly with both hands and she felt the warm head of his member slip into her. She bit her lip to keep from making a sound of pleasure and arched her back when he pushed in, slowly and gently. What is he doing? He's never this gentle. Not for this long anyway.
He rocked his hips into the back of hers, watching he pale body shift with each push. When he saw her biting her lip, he felt a surge of desire. He wanted to draw those sounds from her. The sounds he loved to hear. He didn't even care if anyone else heard her. That thought made him scowl. It was not entirely true, he realized. He did not want them to hear her moans. He wanted those sounds to be just between him and Kaere. An arm wrapped around her waist as he thrust in and out of her warm core, reveling in the wet sounds that it made. His pace quickened and he heard a soft yelp of alarm from her. There was no more drawing this out. He knew he couldn't handle it. "Kaere," he groaned.
Hearing her name in a heated tone made her bite her lip harder. Her heart was racing, her face pink with a blush, and she still tasted his blood on her lips. When she finally managed to work up the strength to speak without moaning, she looked at him over her shoulder. "X-Xanxus…you're…being so gentle…"
His red eyes shone with many emotions, but what stood out most was a strange sort of love. It was so intense that the girl's heart skipped a beat. "I fucking love you," he hissed. "And when we do this, we're going to do it right."
"Wh-what?" Kaere felt his hand on her lower stomach and her golden eyes widened. "What…are you talking about?"
"Our child." His pace grew faster and he felt her muscles clench tightly around his member. It sent him over the edge and he allowed it, releasing into her with a low groan. Her body went limp in his hold and he sat back, letting her rest against his chest as she sat in his lap. He traced over her lower stomach with his fingertips and smirked. "We're having one. I already decided. If it didn't work this time, we can try again and again until you have one, trash."
Kaere's eyes narrowed. "L-look…if we're going to get married…and have a child…you have to call me by my name…"
"Kaere." Xanxus saw her face go red and she looked away. He smirked. "Come to my office later. Don't make me look for you."
She waited for him to leave before she washed away the sweat. When she stepped out of the bathroom, her brown hair fluffy as it dried, Kaere frowned. Okay…that was…weird. She spotted Fran sitting across from the room and felt her cheeks heating up. "Um…Fran…?"
He tilted his head. "Your moans are nice," he remarked with a straight face.
Are you serious?! Why were you just sitting out here listening to me and Xanxus…have…sex…? Why would you do that? It's so creepy! Rather than deal with this new embarrassment, Kaere turned and started for the staircase. She heard footsteps behind her and sighed quietly. "You…shouldn't have done that…what if he caught you listening?" Her bedroom was vacant, the door connecting her room to her fiancée's room was closed and locked again. She located her long black coat and slipped into it before putting on her black boots. As she turned to leave, a hand grabbed her arm.
Fran looked at her, his cheeks faintly pink with a blush. "I want to hear you moan my name. I think it would sound better than his."
She pulled away quickly and tugged her goggles down over her eyes. "I-I don't…want to talk about that right now…" Kaere continued out of the room and down the stairs. She went outside and approached the gate, frowning. A crunch of footsteps in the snow told her that Fran had followed. "I…want to find a way out…" she murmured to him.
He frowned with her now and stared at the gate. "You hate it here?"
"I-I just…don't like feeling trapped."
"It's not just feeling. You are trapped. Lussuria said it's for your own safety. We know better though. He doesn't want anyone to try to take you from him and he doesn't want you to run away again." Fran tilted his head as he watched her poke at the lock. It singed her fingertip and her flesh started to immediately heal itself. He was always amazed by how quickly she healed. He had heard about what happened to her, how Squalo and Xanxus had found her. The girl's throat and wrists had been slashed, she was covered in blood. Now here she was, standing in front of him. He wanted to reach out and hold her hand. He wanted to just hold her against him really. There were eyes on them at all times though. Even now, he could feel someone watching them.
Kaere scowled and stepped back from the lock. It was electronic and that was not her strong suit. I can perform a heart transplant, but I can't hack a lock. What kind of genius am I? This thought gave her an idea, but she was reluctant to try it. "…does Belphegor know how to pick locks…?"
"I don't know." Fran heard footsteps in the snow behind them and winced. "You can ask him yourself."
"Ushishishi~ Is the princess playing in the snow with this ugly peasant?" the blonde taunted. He saw her examining the lock and grinned. "Kaere wants out?"
"She doesn't like feeling trapped."
"But the princess is trapped."
"That's what I told her." The two stood for a moment, watching her try again to poke at the lock. It burned her fingertip again and she grimaced. "You can't get out. Not until he says you can. Just wait a while. The more you try to escape, the longer he'll probably keep you locked in," Fran pointed out. He saw a figure coming down the sidewalk and pulled Kaere away from the gate. "Levi is back." He felt her tense and decided that it was time to go back inside. "I think Lussuria made cookies again. It's cold out here."
