When Mukuro awoke the next morning, he was far too comfortable where he was to bother opening his eyes; he was surrounded by warmth, and it was soothing.
The weight that rested against the man's front was easily identified as Fran, the teal-haired boy curled up with his head resting beneath Mukuro's chin. Tiny hands gripped the man's pyjama shirt tightly, steady breathing showing how relaxed the boy was.
However, once Mukuro's mind started to form coherent thoughts, he quickly recalled that his boyfriend was long gone, and there was no one else that should be wrapped around him from the behind.
Turning to look over his shoulder, the blue-haired male's tense body relaxed as he caught sight of familiar shaggy blond locks.
"What are you doing, Belphegor?" Mukuro wasn't uncomfortable enough with the proximity to pull away, instead just pulling Fran closer to him.
Bel moaned as he moved his head, having buried his face into the small of his friend's back. He shook his head, whispering, "Head hurts..."
"You should not have drank so much, Belphegor," the younger male scolded. "Go drink some water and take some painkillers."
"Can you do it for me...?" Bel sounded pitiful, but he didn't care; his head was throbbing like a bitch.
"You want me to drink water and swallow painkillers for you?" Mukuro's playful smile widened at his own words. "I don't think that would help you very much."
"Fuck you..." Bel muttered. "You know what I mean..."
"Kufufu~" Mukuro shook his head, pulling away from his friend. "I'm afraid you'll have to do it yourself; it's not my fault you're hung-over."
"Asshole..." Bel climbed off the bed and left the room, grimacing as he held his head.
Fran started stirring at the blond's voice, a frown crossing his face as he moved closer to Mukuro. "Mommy..."
It broke Mukuro's heart to hear the boy call out for his mother – he could never be jealous of the boy wanting his natural parents; it was simply devastating to know that Fran was probably lonely and missing the family he could never get back.
"Shh..." Mukuro rubbed Fran's back, trying to calm him down. "It's okay, little one. It's okay."
Fran cracked an eye open, looking up at the man's face. He slid closer so that he rested against the other tightly, letting both his eyes fall open. He didn't say anything further about his parents, he merely just laid there quietly.
"Belphegor and I need to run into town today," Mukuro said softly, distracting his charge from the younger's thoughts. "After that, we'll go to your school and change your details around so that I'm listed as your guardian. Do you want to go back to school tomorrow or next week?"
Fran hummed before he replied. "Next week, Master."
"Alright. Go and get dressed, okay? We'll have breakfast once you're ready."
Fran nodded. "Okay, Master." The boy untangled himself from Mukuro and climbed off the bed, heading back to his own room. He passed Bel on the way, and he felt much better around him now that the blond wasn't acting the way he had the previous night.
"Oi, frog."
Fran stopped and turned around, facing the blond. "Yes, senpai?"
"Where are you going?" Bel's head was pounding, and he was willing to do whatever it took to get rid of it.
"Getting dressed." Fran assumed the conversation was over and started returning to his own room.
Bel licked his lips, his groin twitching in interest. He waited for the boy to have walked back into his room before he followed, stopping by the now-closed door. As carefully as he could, he grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, pushing the door open just enough for him to see in.
Shit... Bel swallowed heavily as he found Fran standing in the room by the closet, the green pyjama shirt the younger had worn to bed the first thing to come off. The blond let his hand slide into his pants, grasping himself as he watched with eager eyes. Oh, fuck... It's been so long since I've seen a kid like this...
Obscured eyes drank in the sight greedily as ears listened carefully for any hint that Mukuro was leaving the bedroom. Bel squeezed himself tight as he pumped his engorged member, his hangover all but forgotten.
Fran's body was small – very small. He was a very scrawny boy, his limbs as thin as a stick. He was slightly underweight, but nothing serious, and Bel couldn't help but want to ravage that frail body and make the boy scream his name.
Fran removed his pyjama pants next, and much to Bel's enjoyment, the younger wasn't wearing anything beneath them. The teal-haired male's member was small and flaccid, but Bel felt a wave of desire crash over him at the thought that he could be the first person to touch that shaft and see just how proud it could stand.
The blond bit back a moan as he pleasured himself, not wanting his presence to be known – he wouldn't normally give a fuck if anyone knew he was watching them or not, but if Fran went to Mukuro about it, the younger male was going to flip.
Fran was oblivious as he slipped a white, sleeveless shirt and khaki shorts onto his body, completely unaware that he was being used to fulfil someone's fantasies.
Bel could feel his self-control slipping second-by-second until he was tempted to walk into the room and fuck the boy senseless – the only thing that stopped him was hearing footsteps coming from Mukuro's bedroom.
Jumping away from the boy's bedroom, Bel ran to intercept Mukuro before he got too far, playing his arousal off smoothly.
"M-mukuro..." Bel forced out a moan as he pinned the taller man to the wall, grinding their hips together. He pulled on a frown, acting as if he hadn't seconds before been perving on a child and was instead plagued by an incurable hangover. "Mukuro, I-I need an orgasm...! My head hurts so fucking much...!"
Mukuro wasn't surprised his friend had come to him; when they were younger, they had held a sort of friends-with-benefits relationship – contrary to popular belief, it wasn't Mukuro's previous boyfriend who had received his virginity, but in fact Belphegor.
"Belphegor, I do not want to have sex with you." Mukuro was calm as he pushed his friend away. "I'm not in the mood."
"At least suck me off!" Bel pleaded. "Fuck, anything will work!"
"Then you wouldn't mind using your hand?"
Bel just scowled as his friend started walking away – while he had in fact been covering his actions, he did want some sort of sexual gratification from his friend. "I'm going to come all over your fucking room, Mukuro."
"It's not the first time I've cleaned you up." Mukuro shrugged, never bothering to look back at the blond; he just headed straight for the kitchen, intent on cooking breakfast for everyone.
Bel just glared after the younger before he moved into Mukuro's bedroom, making sure to be as loud as he possibly could and make as big a mess as possible on the man's bed.
~~XX~~
If there was one thing Mukuro had noticed during his trip into town with Bel and Fran, it was that the blond watched the boy a lot. Mukuro knew his friend well enough to know that, though Bel was a whore, he wouldn't do anything to a child – he simply put this unexpected occurrence down to the smaller man's curious nature.
The three had stopped at the mall, Mukuro requiring the pharmacy so he could refill his prescription medication. While they waited for the medicine to be made, they looked around at some of the neighbouring stores, Mukuro having not wanted Fran to become bored.
"This is pretty fucking boring." Belphegor was still suffering the side effects of his hangover, and he was in a grumpier mood than usual. He kicked absentmindedly at one of the shelves they stood next to, knocking over merchandise.
"You can go home if you wish, Belphegor." Mukuro knelt down, fixing what his childish friend had knocked.
"Yeah, but then I'm just going to get bored there, as well." Bel shrugged. "At least here I can piss people off."
Mukuro just rolled his eyes, having wondered where Fran had wandered off to. "Fran?"
"Over here, Master..." Something in Fran's tone sounded sad, and it concerned Mukuro.
The two older males moved to the next aisle, finding Fran standing by a bin-set of stuffed teddies, hugging a dark green frog with a frown on his face.
Mukuro leant down by the boy's side, his expression soft, as Bel just observed lazily. "What's the matter, little one?"
"...My grandma got me this teddy for my birthday when I was little..." Tears welled up in teal eyes at the memory. "It was my favourite one, but... I never got to take it with me after... after grandma died... They didn't let me take anything..."
"Oh, little one..." Mukuro reached out, wrapping an arm around the boy's shoulders. "I'm really sorry..."
"Can I have it, please?" Fran reached up, wiping at his wet eyes.
Mukuro frowned as he glanced at the ticket, finding that the cost of just one would amount to the same price his medication would – and all he had on him for the rest of the week until he got paid was the thirty dollars he needed for the medicine.
Looking up at Bel, Mukuro found the older male was going to be no help. He didn't want to say no to the boy, but his medicine was important – but then again, Fran was important, too.
Nodding, Mukuro offered a smile. "Alright. Let's go pay for it, okay?"
A small smile graced Fran's lips as he nodded, hugging the frog teddy close to him. "Thank you very much, Master."
"It's no problem." Mukuro glanced behind him at Bel, noticing the other was wearing an unreadable expression. He knew his friend was probably confused about the strong emotions Fran held towards his family – Bel himself had been abused by his family, eventually fostered by a same-sex couple after witnessing the murder of his parents and older twin brother; Bel had resented his family for the things they had put him through, and it had become hard for him to grasp the idea that not all families were like that.
Mukuro had always wondered that if Bel had at least not witnessed such horrific deaths, would he have turned out the way he had? Or would the abuse he suffered have made things even worse for him if it continued?
"Are you okay, Belphegor?" Mukuro regarded his friend with soft eyes, knowing not to push for answers when he merely received a shrug in reply.
~~XX~~
"I'd like to list myself as Fran's legal guardian, thank you." Mukuro was standing at the reception counter, talking to the woman while Fran played in the corridor behind him. Bel was lazing about on the couch, obscured eyes following the boy's every move.
"I'll give you a checklist of the paperwork you'll need, and you may double-check to make sure you have it all." The blond woman smiled as she handed over a sheet, giving Mukuro time to read it and confirm he had everything he needed.
Mukuro nodded as he gave a vanilla folder to the woman, everything he needed already with him. While the receptionist read over it all, she spoke softly.
"It's sad that he lost all of his family in such a short time." A frown crossed the woman's face. "He was such a happy kid. When his parents passed, he was never the same – he started to withdraw, and it was as if he just couldn't smile anymore."
"I've noticed that." Mukuro turned to glance at the boy, noticing that Bel had moved across the couch in order to listen in to the conversation better. "He seems to miss them very much."
Before the other could reply, a loud thud caught everyone's attention. Turning around, Mukuro found the boy sprawled out on the ground, his frog teddy a few feet away from where he had fallen.
Mukuro was quick to pick the teddy up and return it to its owner as he helped Fran into his arms. The boy sniffled as he wrapped his arms around Mukuro's neck, but he didn't cry.
"Apologies." Mukuro turned back to the receptionist with Fran in his arms, shifting the boy ever so slightly so that he could sign off paperwork as they went.
Bel couldn't help but frown, unable to understand why anyone would miss their family – not a second had passed when he had missed his.
What I do know is that someone had better do something about this fucking hard-on before I take care of it myself right here... Bel scowled as he looked up at Fran, imagining a tight little mouth snuggled firmly around his shaft – only to have to quickly disguise an audible moan as a cough.
Though he couldn't be sure, Bel felt as if Mukuro knew he was horny.