After struggling for what seemed like hours against the knives and the wall, Fran sighed. He was supposed to be watching over the headquarters for any intruders, but Belphegor seemed to have different plans for him.

"Shishishi." Fran turned his head toward the laugh and frowned. Belphegor was approaching him from the right, a box of pocky in his hand. "Franny Frog, you haven't gotten lose yet? How pathetic." He laughed again, louder this time, and stood beside Fran, his back leaning against the wall.

"We had a few intruders, but I took care of them." Fran hissed quietly at the words. Xanxus would be pissed if he found out that Fran had been sitting still while Belphegor had been fighting the enemy, even if Belphegor had tied him to a wall.

"Are you going to let me go anytime soon?" Fran sighed, irritated. His jumper had already been ruined enough, and the knives were ripping even bigger holes in it. And not only that, but who knew when Xanxus was going to come back.

"If you do something for me." Belphegor turned towards Fran, a large grin on his lips.

"Like what?" Fran winced, just thinking about all of the possibilities that Belphegor might ask him to do.

"Kiss me."

Fran froze against the wall, shocked by the words. He was thinking about Bel asking him to do his laundry, or clean up around the headquarters... let Belphegor use him as target practice for a week... It was so unexpected, and strange. Why would Belphegor even ask him something like that?

And, looking through his own eyes, he saw Belphegor, standing right in front of him, the grin faded from his lips. He seemed to be waiting for some kind of reaction, anything. His hands were out, his palms pressed against the wall on either side of Fran's head. And his lips were so close.. they were almost touching against Fran's own.

Fran took a deep breath, thinking. Belphegor had always been horrible to him. Stabbing him, laughing at him, making him do stupid things. And now, he was asking for a kiss? If he was that desperate, why didn't he just go ask Lussuria? The stupid sun guardian seemed well enough, and would probably love a kiss from the prince.

But, here he was, standing in front of Fran and waiting for him to lean forward just the few inches that separated them.

And that's exactly what Fran did. He leaned forward, just slightly, until his lips pressed against Belphegor's.

Belphegor smiled and leaned against Fran, pushing him flat against the wall. His hands quickly got the knives out of Fran's jumper and dropped them to the floor. He wrapped his arms tightly around Fran's neck, holding him close.

Fran felt Bel's tongue against his lips, licking at the seam of his lips, but he was too stunned by the actions of the other male to even pay attention to what he was doing anymore.

A sharp pain against his lower lip brought him back to his senses. Belphegor had bitten his lower lip to get his lips open, and he could now taste the metallic blood on his tongue. Fran struggled against Belphegor's hold, but that only made Bel's right arm go lower, to Fran's waist, and drag him tightly against him, making all of his struggles pointless.

Belphegor's tongue moved through Fran's mouth and tangled with his tongue, like it was some sort of fun game.

Fran's cheeks flushed, but he did nothing to stop Bel. The illusionist was starting to enjoy the touches the prince was trailing over his body.

The hand that was holding his waist moved lower, causing a startled squeak to escape past Fran's lips. Small shivers went through his body, which amused Belphegor even more.

Fran's arms moved up to wrap around Bel's neck, trying to stabilize him. Belphegor found that annoying, and pushed the arms away, his left hand grabbing the two wrists in his hand and held them above Fran's head.

Fran whimpered quietly, struggling against the hold for a minute, but Belphegor was much stronger than him physically, even though he looked like he hadn't worked out a day in his life.

"B-bel-senpai." He managed to get the words out as Belphegor moved his lips away from Fran's, trailing them down his right cheek to his neck.

"Shishishi." Teeth dug into the skin of Fran's neck, forcing a startled yelp out of Fran's soft lips. Blood ran down Fran's neck, which the prince quickly licked up.

Then, the scene changed. Lussuria stood in front of the two, hands on his hips. Belphegor didn't seem to notice him at all, but the small illusionists gaze immediately went to the blond sun guardian.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Already after the new one, I see." Lussuria sighed quietly and shook his head while Bel's teeth nipped at Fran's skin.

Fran's face was flushed as he tried to get out from Belphegor's hold again, but the prince wouldn't budge at all. His hand tightened around the two wrists almost painfully as he held them tighter against the wall.

"Bel-senpai! They're b-back.." Groaning quietly, Fran managed to lift his legs off of the floor and struggled harder than before, ignoring the blood that ran down his wrists from Bel's nails digging into his skin.

Finally, Belphegor seemed to notice the presence of Lussuria and stopped his assault on Fran. He stood up straight and Fran could have sworn that under that mass of blond hair, he had seen two blue eyes looking at him intently.

And then the prince left.

Fran fell to the ground, no longer having someone supporting his weight. His cheeks were still flushed, blood dripping from both his neck and his wrists.

Lussuria shook his head once more and walked off in the opposite direction of Belphegor, leaving Fran all alone in the hallway.