Story: Prisoner

Scene One: Brain Wash

Disclaimer: I don't own KHR

Author: Urge2Kill

Beta: kikyokyoyahibari

Tsuna slowly walked back and forth in front of the cell, trying not to pay attention to the other party's comments. His shift would be over in two hours, he kept repeating in his mind. And he would walk home, back to his shabby apartment, drink a glass of milk warmed up in microwave and go to sleep. Ughhh…

After two hours… to be tortured by nightmares filled with blood and sex… and that person. The very same person that crept him out to no end every day at work. The person he was tortured by every single day. Rokudo Mukuro. A dangerous criminal and terrorist who killed over three hundred people in total. Mukuro was kept in a separate block with the only cell in there. He had to be guarded 24/7. And Tsuna, as a loyal officer, was assigned to the day shift of the patrol.

Needless to say Tsuna had it hard.

His job setting consisted of a small corridor with two doors: the cell door and the exit from this special block. Basically, Mukuro did nothing to him. He only lied or sat in his cell, constantly trying to strike a conversation with him. Unfortunately, only that was enough to drive anyone insane. Maybe Tsuna would be ok with it if they'd talked about something normal but Mukuro enjoyed torturing him telling the stories about his murders never missing even a single horrifying detail. It wasn't the only entertainment. The other topic that the prisoner brought up was sex. The sexual fantasies that came from Mukuro's sick mind. Needless to say, Tsuna was starring in all those bed tales.

"Kufufu... Tsunayoshi-kun~, you know, I had a very pleasant dream last night~."

'Not again…' Tsuna mentally whined and cursed.

"It was nightmare at first, but then it got really good. Can you imagine it? I saw you having sex with a girl. Such nonsense! Like you could ever be attracted to the disgusting woman's body! Of course I had to get rid of her."

"Stop it, Mukuro-san," Tsuna said in monotonous voice. He'd better not show any signs of fear. He was used to something like that; his eye twitched nevertheless.

"Actually I made her swallow the blade. Just to make her die slowly with lots of blood dripping from her mouth. I thought then that her agony would help you to see the true colors of women nature. No one is allowed to touch my Tsunayoshi-kun, right?"

"Mukuro, please, don't start it again," Tsuna almost pleaded.

"Kufufu~ You just read my mind, Tsunayoshi-kun. You did exactly the same in my dream. You begged me in the same voice and you were wearing just the same expression. You begged me to take you."

Tsuna pressed his palms to his ears.

"STOP!" He yelled, not wanting to hear the other's smooth half-whispering voice. The rich voice that made shivers run down his spine, the tenor that made his insides freeze in horror and his heart ache.

The watch on the opposite wall said it was seven in the evening. It was only an hour left to tolerate with the other. But the most difficult part was just about to start.

"I'll go get your dinner, Mukuro-san," Tsuna said while heading to the exit.

"Please, make it back soon, Tsunayoshi-kun, you don't want me to miss you too much, right?"

Tsuna only sighed and went out.

When he came back he found Mukuro shirtless and with his pants undone too. 'WTF?' Tsuna panicked and almost dropped the tray with the food.

"M-Mukuro-san! W-what are you doing?" He yelled in surprise.

"I'm missing you, Tsunayoshi-kun~ I prefer to miss you with pleasure." Mukuro brought his hand to his mouth and started to lick his fingers in the most seductive way. Pink tongue traced long fingers up and down, lips closed around one digit then around the other. Mukuro seemed so into it like Tsuna wasn't even there. The smaller male couldn't help but close his eyes but he blushed nonetheless once the wet sucking sound reached his ears.

Tsuna knew he had to enter the cell and use his weapons to calm and handcuff the prisoner. And he was sincerely about to fulfill his duty. The problem was that he had to open his eyes. After mere seconds, he just blushed furiously watching the tongue to pop out and coat the fingers with saliva one by one. At the back of his mind, Tsuna wondered how Mukuro managed to smirk while licking his hand, but his attention was fully captivated by those mismatched eyes. Red and blue were intriguing him only to lure him into submission.

"Tsunayoshi-kun~," Mukuro whispered, trailing his wet hand to his chest and drawing circles around his nipple when his other hand closed around his erected member. Suddenly he started stroking his cock at a frantic pace, pinching his nipple at the same amazing speed. Tsuna just stood there, unable to tear his gaze from the scene. Unknown to him his own pants tightened. He must have broken his common sense while spending most of his time with that sex and blood addict. Mukuro increased his speed even more growling after touching the tip of his precum dripping cock. Rough and erratic movements mesmerized Tsuna, dragging his mind along to nowhere in particular. When Mukuro screamed Tsuna's name in a husky voice, spilling his cum in his hand and onto the floor, Tsuna let out a breath he never remembered holding.

"Kufufu, Tsunayoshi-kun~," Mukuro spoke panting lightly, "come here and feed me."

Tsunayoshi realized he was still holding a tray. The awareness of his situation brought him out of daze a bit but the red and blue didn't let him go that easily. So Tsuna took hesitant steps towards the cell door, not realizing what he was doing like a mindless doll.

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