AN: Alright, this is a bit early but I suppose I'll leave you with some smutt to keep you satiated as I finish up the next few chapters. Enjoy. (I had a hell of a time writing this, jesus fksdjfskl;afj)

Proposition and Trial

Tsuna settled onto the ebony seat, the wall length windows scattering mid evening light, casting red shadows across the room. His opponent was across from him in a comfortable office chair, his legs crossed with an expression of enjoyment upon his face.
"Byakuran..."
"Yes, Tsunayoshi?" His smile did not waver.
"I have come to negotiate the terms of the Varia's release." Xanxus would have his head if Hibari didn't take it first. That is... If this dilemma could even be solved. Byakuran was unpredictable when it came to these matters and Tsuna's silence would only make it worse; he had to try.
"I am aware~" Byakuran hummed. "But you'll be happy to know I have a proposition."
"And what would that be?"
"You can do nothing for the men who are trapped under my Mare ring commander. Your ranks are trapped, soiled and with any more pressure decimated." Byakuran's eyes were filled with amusement. "Which leaves the choice in your hands whether you would like to help them or not." Tsuna watched on with a guarded expression. "After all I've become quite bored with these peace meetings you insist on." He hissed lightly.
"What do you want Byakuran." Tsuna's voice went low.
"Your virginity." The Vongola's face convoluted into a grimace.
"And what if I'am not a virgin?" He tested, staring down the other.
"Oh, you don't have to play dumb with me. I know you are." 'I've taken it before', Byakuran's eyes glimmered. The Decimo frowned. "The Varia is only a joint family after all. I suppose they are not as important as your guardians." Byakuran hummed, squishing a marshmallow teasingly between his fingers.
"They are also an important part of our family." Tsuna glowered at the boss from his seat.
"You say that even after they tried to kill you time and time again?"
"They are our friends."Tsuna spoke smoothly yet his eyes had a fierce glint.
"I see, then it would not be in your interest to decline my generous offer." The Millefiore's eyes shone dangerously. Tsuna kept his sight trained on Byakuran, not moving an inch.
"No. It would not."
"So you agree, Tsunayoshi?" The Vongola's eyes flashed before he nodded stiffly, Byakuran noticing the nervousness just under his glare. He popped the marshmallow into his mouth motioning for Tsuna to move closer.
"Come here." He smiled swallowing the bite. Tsuna rose, taking firm steps towards the other pausing in front of the white haired man. "Oh don't be like that Tsunayoshi." His eyes twinkled with amusement as he patted his lap. The Decimo grimaced, straddling the man's thighs resting his hands on the Millefiore's shoulders. Byakuran smiled, cupping Tsuna's chin gently, pulling him down for a kiss. The Vongola reluctantly opened his mouth when Byakuran's tongue traced his bottom lip. Byakuran moved his tongue skilfully around Tsuna's inner cheeks, nuzzling the Vongola's tongue in a teasing manner. Tsuna's arms wound around the back of the Millefiore's neck deepening the kiss, finally accepting the gesture. They began a battle of dominance, Tsuna slipping slightly, Byakuran seemingly unaffected from the lack of air. After a moment Tsuna broke free gasping heavily as the opposing boss immediately went for the junction of his neck, nipping and sucking a love bite, his arms pulling the Decimo in for added support. Tsuna shivered as Byakuran made his way up, nibbling at the Tenth's ear.

"So sensitive Vongola" Byakuran whispered, Tsunayoshi's lips turning into a thin line at the comment. "And so proud." He murmured, slipping his fingers under Tsuna's belt, undoing his pants in a swift motion. He grasped the back of Byakuran's jacket in anticipation, the slender fingers wrapping around his hardening cock. Byakuran trailed his fingers up its length, thumb swirling lightly at the tip, giving it a few ghosting touches. Tsuna bit his lower lip in an attempt to not arch into the Millefiore's warm hand. Suddenly Byakuran gripped it tightly causing the brunette to hiss.

"I hope you haven't forgotten. This is about me too." Tsuna nodded the best he could, bringing a hand down to cup the growing bulge in Byakuran's pants. He undid the top, pulling down the zipper and underwear with it, Byakuran's member already almost at full height. Tsuna touched it lightly, grasping it from the base while pulling the foreskin up in a slow motion. Byakuran's breathing grew quicker, as he began to jerk the Tenth off in time with the others hand. Tsuna bit back a moan, shuffling forward until their members where pressed together, and took Byakuran's hand off of his own cock, replacing his on the two of them.

"How bold of you Tsunayoshi" Byakuran murmured breathily as Tsuna began to pump them together shuddering at the friction. The Decimo started to rut in time with his strokes, His face growing concentrated with the movement. Byakuran watched his scrunched face for a moment before capturing Tsuna's lips again, rutting as well. Tsuna let out a moan, face deepening in shades by the second. Byakuran moved back to Tsuna's neck, biting hard enough to make the Vongola yelp.
"B-byakuran" He shuddered, feeling the pressure increase in both his lower abdomen and shoulder. "Nnn" He gasped, not being able to take much more of the torment of pleasure and pain. Byakuran drew blood, using his other hand to squeeze Tsuna's member tightly, the heat of their cocks beading pre-cum at their tips.
"Ask me for it" Byakuran said darkly, a thick smile perching upon his lips.

"P-please" Tsuna's eyes watered slightly at the onslaught, his fingers winding tightly into Byakuran's coat. The Millefiore leant in taking another forceful kiss, rutting against the Decimo in an obscene fashion.
"Ahh" Tsuna shivered out a moan bucking in time with the rough advance, Byakuran still stroking him. The traction being too much for him to handle the Vongola cried out coming in rough spurts of thick semen into Byakuran's open hand, his eyes dancing with delight compared to the Vongola's concerned expression. The Millefiore boss made Tsuna shuffle forward more, raising his hips best he could on his lap, pulling Tsuna's pants down to his thighs. The Vongola watched warily on as Byakuran coated his fingers in the white substance, pushing an offending digit into his entrance.

"H-hey" The Vongola moved uncomfortably away from the finger only to have a second join in in his defiance.
"Hush now" Byakuran warned, pushing them in slowly, being gentle with his receiver Tsuna withered awkwardly at the burning sensation in his rear, feeling as they stretched and pushed. Byakuran noticed the Decimo's discomfort and lent forward bringing him into a kiss. Tsuna bit back whimpers when a third finger was added thrusting incessantly around until curling into a certain spot. He squirmed at the obvious pleasure, the Millefiore boss noticing immediately, breaking the kiss.

"Oh? Is it there?" He smiled teasingly, prodding the space around it, brushing it every second nudge. The Vongola gasped, biting his lip as it was hit full on with four intruding appendages. Byakuran's cock still strained painfully against Tsuna's re-hardening member, bringing stimulation for the both of them. It has too hot, too rough, small streams of blood running from his shoulder to join their cum stained fronts, a multicoloured mess of sex stinging the air around them.

Tsuna could hardly take it as one of Byakuran's moans made his heart beat faster. The fingers were removed quickly, hands pulling Tsuna up by the hips positioning him over the Millefiore's weeping cock. It prodded at his entrance as Byakuran slowly lowered him down, hissing at the surprising tightness. The Decimo groaned at the intrusion, not enjoying the feeling of the blunt appendage press into him so heavily. Byakuran gave a secret smile letting gravity do it's work, Tsuna grasping the Millefiore's coat in pain.

"Shhh, its Alright to cry Vongola as Its only natural when I am your opponent." He said slyly, hiding his own discomfort at the tight pressure. He moved the Decimo's legs farther apart, removing what little support Tsuna had against the semen covered member. A tear slid carelessly off the Vongola's cheek and Byakuran had to pause for a moment to admire the sight he had been given. A teary eyed, beet faced Mafioso was on his lap, impaled on his cock, withering in the most delicious way, oh how he wished he had a camera. Tsuna's shirt was ruffled, collar turned up and buttoned down, his suit threatening to fall completely as the Vongola strained to accommodate the girth in his backside.

"You're so beautiful Tsunayoshi" He muttered, running a hand down the Decimo's cheek.
"nnghh" He groaned in pain, eyes opening to give Byakuran a watery stare.
"Shhh" He coaxed, running a hand over Tsuna's waning cock, pulling some life into it with a few skilful strokes.
"Byakuran..." He gasped wispily, shuddering as the Millefiore boss bucked up regaining some control.
"nngghh, It's s-so.. deep." Tsuna breathed, making Byakuran's mouth quirk dryly. He put his hands behind his neck bringing Tsuna's hands to press down on his chest.

"Time for you to get to work." The Millefiore's eyes glinted as he nodded for Tsuna to move up and down on his own accord. Tsuna trembled, trying to get some leverage with his weak knees, but only got a few centimetres before falling uselessly back down.
"Now, now, what about your Varia friends?" Byakuran smirked as Tsuna pushed up with more resolve getting a little higher each time until a rhythm was finally created. Byakuran huffed quietly, finally placing his hands on Tsuna's sides when he couldn't bear it any longer, helping the other rise and fall quicker. Tsuna held back more moans as he found the spot that made him tighten with pleasure. Byakuran angled himself until he hit it properly bucking into the Vongola while pumping him with his hand.

"Call out my name" Byakuran pressed, his pace speeding up.
"By-Byakuran" Tsuna cried being stimulated both inside and out, his mind growing dull with the feeling, his hands now grasping the Millefiore's shirt. Byakuran moaned, thrusting harder and harder until the room around them blurred into a tangle of limbs and pressure. The heat bore way to Tsuna's cries as he tightened and released for the second time in Byakuran's hand. The man continued to thrust in and out at a hefty pace finally a heated sensation spreading in Tsuna's rear, making him shudder as the Millefiore rode out his orgasm in trembling spurts. They both caught their breath, Tsuna feeling the substance leak out the sides of his entrance, Byakuran's softening cock becoming more uncomfortable. As soon as he could the Vongola slipped off the member, almost falling on his weak legs.

"Where do you think you're going?" The Millefiore asked breathily arm shooting out to catch Tsuna by his bleeding shoulder.
"Home." Tsuna replied immediately his whole body begging to simply lay down and get some rest.
Byakuran moved his hand down holding Tsuna's wrist tightly. "And what if I won't let you?" The Vongola boss frowned slightly, leaning away from the other.
"That wasn't part of the deal."
"I am tired, spend the night with me. I'll let you go in the morning." Tsuna hesitated, eyes flicking over to his wrist and back to the pleading eyes, still too dark for their own good.
"For the Varia." He spoke lowly, sliding back onto Byakuran's spent lap.
"Of course." He smiled in return, wrapping his arms around the Vongola gently nuzzling into the crook of Tsuna's abused neck. The brunette sighed leaning into the other boss, closing his eyes to his troubles. Tsuna settled into the warmth listening to the soft tune of their hearts beating softly. He could barely think of the repercussions of his involvement before he slipped into a dreamless sleep. Perhaps he would have better luck tomorrow.

The morning brought an empty chair, the Vongola resting on a black couch with a thin blanket accompanying him. He shifted to a sitting position, wincing at the soreness from his backside. The door was cracked open, and he was fully dressed, the sun peaking in through closed blinds, the room now shrouded in a dull shade. The Vongola's first thought brimmed; 'I wonder how mad Hibari is going to be when I get back?' he sighed at this not wanting to return to that, yet he stood up, brushing the wrinkles from his suit. He brought out a cell phone from his breast pocket dialling for the car groaning quietly to himself as he walked out the open door.

"Yes, and the Varia?"
"They were suddenly set free! We have no idea what happened! They seemed to be gonners for sure, those loose bastards-" Gokudera chattered on probably assuming Tsuna had spent the night in a hotel. 'If only that was the case', Tsuna wished.
"I see... Yes send a car. Thank you. See you soon. Yes." The phone closed with a snap and he straightened his back.
"Not staying for coffee?" A light voice called over to him. Tsuna glanced down the hall to see Byakuran two mugs in his hands. A part of Tsuna was touched, yet a deeper part felt this was the last person he had wanted to see.

"I apologise."
"So formal" Byakuran's smile quirked at the corners. Tsuna stood awkwardly for a moment then moved towards the Millefiore boss, grabbing a cup from his hand.
"Walk me down?" He offered taking a small sip. The coffee was of the utmost quality to his dismay, it seemed it was hard to find faults in Byakuran. Well, other than the frequent threatening of key Mafia families and his ambition to take over the world. Byakuran was charming, and beautiful but Tsuna couldn't get past the ferocity behind the man's eyes, that pierced and almost devoured you alive at a glance. Constantly the Vongola family was at his mercy and whether Tsuna liked it or not, he had to appease the Millefiore in some way... Well, he would do anything if it was for his family... And Byakuran had the audacity to act on that.

"I would love to. Sorry for leaving but early morning meetings and such." Byakuran waved his free hand languidly clumping his morning together. Tsuna didn't believe for one second that he wasn't up to something, but let the notion slide.
"Thank you for releasing the Varia." Tsuna mumbled, walking towards the elevator.
"A deal is a deal, Tsunayoshi." Tsuna nodded quietly at this, leaning against the cool elevator wall. He relaxed a little still not wanting to let the Millefiore boss in yet but he felt after that night, maybe a little familiarity was needed.
"There's gonna be so much paper work waiting for me when I get back." He spoke lightly with an air of tiredness, testing the waters with his complaint.
Byakuran quirked an eye brow and smiled.

"You work so hard for a boss, I wouldn't be able to keep up if I did as much as you." He hummed ruffling a hand through Tsuna's hair. Tsuna not knowing if it was a success relaxed a bit more and smiled taking another sip. It was odd how he could slip something like that into a conversation with his proverbial arch nemesis. Tsuna choked at the thought, hiding his chuckle by wiping his chin with the back of his hand. Byakuran eyed him curiously moving closer to the Decimo.
"Not very boss like, Tsunayoshi~" He grasped Tsuna's chin lightly trailing his tongue up, pushing on his bottom lip gently. Tsuna opened his mouth in acceptance of the kiss, his body being pressed to the frigid wall behind him. Tsuna withered as a knee was placed under his groin pressing up seductively. Tsuna separated with a gasp, a thick blush dusting his features.

Byakuran chuckled "You're so cute in the mornings, Tsunayoshi." Tsuna grumbled a bit, masking his uneasiness by taking another sip. The Vongola knew he was playing with fire, staying with this dangerous man, having his friends and subordinates in constant danger. Even in the recesses of his mind he somehow knew, that perhaps this power struggle was going to end in his defeat. If only he was stronger, he could protect everyone from this horrifying man. Byakuran studied him quietly, his face twitching in evident amusement. The elevator stopped and Tsuna left first, placing his cup on a waiting tray.

"Until we meet again, Vongola." Tsuna stiffened, the formality crawling into him again. He really hoped they would never have the need. Without taking a glance back he walked through the lobby, Byakuran still smiling pleasantly from behind.
Gokudera greeted him cheerfully, an air of maturity soaking the gesture. Tsuna wondered when they had all gotten so old... So strong... Not strong enough.
He smiled back at Gokudera. If only he had ten years more of training.