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Behind Closed Doors	By : stephfarrow94 Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 2010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Behind Closed Doors
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A few nights later, Bel found himself lying back on his bed with textbooks scattered around him, his pen abandoned by his side as he flipped through his notes from his health class. He curled his toes as his phone beeped from his lap, not minding the distraction since he hated homework, but knowing he needed to at least do some revision as he had a test tomorrow morning.
Leaving his phone where it was, Bel flipped the page, obscured eyes drinking in his neat handwriting. He was at peace for the moment, having spent some time pleasuring himself and then finding that he was in pleasant silence, no one whispering or screaming away at him, telling him things he didn’t want to hear.
“You shouldn’t be doing homework on your bed, Belphegor.”
Bel growled as the serenity was broken by the voice he hated most. Turning to glare at his brother, the younger twin instinctively moved away, not wanting the other anywhere near him. “Fuck off! I’m busy!”
“Squalo’s not home, you know.” Rasiel closed the distance between them until he was standing by the edge of the bed, a sneer on his face. “Neither is Xanxus; they went out drinking with Lussuria.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Snarling when he felt the older male’s hand on his shoulder, Bel felt his temper getting the better of him. “Don’t fucking touch me!”
The stronger twin ignored this as he instead reached out, grabbing all of the homework and textbooks he could. He threw them to the ground as he smirked at the younger’s complaints, lastly grabbing the notes Bel was reading. He tore them in half before tossing them carelessly behind him, effortlessly blocking the punch that was swung at him.
“I hate you!” Bel screamed, trying to attack his brother, only to have the other climb onto the bed and pin him down easily. “I hate you so fucking much! I’m going to kill you!”
“Shh, brother. Shesheshe~” Gliding his fingers down the slightly smaller body, Rasiel soon slipped them beneath the school shirt, touching the soft skin of his brother’s stomach. “You’re making me so hard, Belphegor.”
“Get the fuck off!” Writhing beneath Rasiel, Bel tried his hardest to dislodge the stronger male, only to have both of his wrists grabbed and held above his head.
“Shh…” In a mock-soothing manner, the older male caressed the boy’s cheek for a few seconds before he leant down, crushing their lips together. He felt Bel freeze beneath him, and it only made him kiss harder; Belphegor probably had no idea just how appealing he was making himself in this moment.
Bel snarled and struggled as best he could when he felt spidery fingers unbuckling his belt, but nothing he could do was enough to stop warm fingers from closing around his flaccid shaft. He screamed furiously as those same digits travelled lower, poking and prodding at the younger’s entrance.
“I’ll fucking kill you!” Bel screamed, thrashing harder than ever as he felt a hard shaft rubbing against him. He was blinded by rage, deafened by the laughter and taunting that came from both his brother and his delusions, but when a pain he had never felt before overwhelmed him, the boy’s shouts quickly turned to cries of pain, whimpers for the other to stop. Tears slipped down pale cheeks, landing on the pillow beneath Bel’s head, but there was nothing he could do; the pain was too much, and Rasiel wasn’t going to stop – not even after climaxing three separate times, both inside and on his brother’s body.
~~XX~~
“Master…” Fran moaned at the feeling of Mukuro’s finger caressing his inner walls, having never felt such a strange sensation before. His hips arched into the teenager’s touch, unable to get enough of it; ever since Belphegor and Mukuro had touched him, it was something he craved. “Master… Mmm…”
Mukuro smiled, squeezing the erection seated comfortably in his palm. “I will not use another finger until you are used to this feeling, Fran. When Belphegor has his way with you, he will want to be very rough; I will be gentle to you until you are confident you can handle a harder pace.”
“Master…!” Fran squeaked as he felt his climax wash over him. He blinked a few times to clear his hazy mind before he registered the feeling of Mukuro pulling his finger out of him. Pushing himself up onto shaking elbows, the boy questioned, “But what about you, Master? Will you be rough, too?”
Shaking his head, Mukuro leant down to draw his charge into a deep kiss. Their tongues danced together until Fran was out of breath, the teenager waiting patiently for his own turn at pleasure. “I want you to be able to pleasure Belphegor as best you can; he is more than deserving of it. I would only ever be slow and gentle with you, Fran, but Belphegor is not as patient as I am; he cares more for his own pleasure than that of his partner’s; that’s why we have to get you used to it so it’s not as painful and frightening for you.”
Fran nodded, knowing this was reasonable. Lying back down in the bed, the boy allowed a soft smile to cross his face as the other pulled the blankets over his thin body and tucked him in tight. Pressing into the hand that was now caressing his head, Fran uttered a soft, “Goodnight, Master.”
“Goodnight, Fran. I will lay with you until you fall asleep.” Making himself comfortable beside the younger, Mukuro watched his charge slowly drift into sleep.
Fran, who was on the verge of oblivion just a few minutes later, was quickly startled back into waking consciousness by the sound of Mukuro’s phone ringing. “Master…?”
“It’s okay, Fran,” Mukuro promised, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “It’s only Squalo calling; go back to sleep.”
Fran nodded, closing his eyes as he listened to the conversation.
“Good evening, Squalo.” Mukuro was as polite as ever as he addressed the older male, knowing the other only ever called him in regards to Belphegor; the man knew not to encroach on his kid’s relationship, so refrained from anything that could be deemed as too personal unless he had no other choice. “Is everything okay?”
“I can’t find Belphegor anywhere.” There was a hint of worry in the long-haired male’s voice, but it wasn’t surprising; Bel had a history of running away from home, after all. “Is he with you?”
“No, I haven’t seen him all day.” Mukuro himself became worried at this, knowing his boyfriend was too unstable to be left alone without supervision; it could lead to either himself or someone else getting badly injured otherwise.
“Voi, that fucking brat… I left him with Siel so Xanxus and Lussuria had a fucking designated driver and didn’t get themselves into shit, and I come home to Siel telling me Bel is gone. He hasn’t got his phone or anything; he’s left it on his bed.”
“Do you want me to go and see if I can find him? I know where he usually hides when he has run off.”
“I’ve already driven out and checked those spots, and he’s not there. Don’t leave your home; he might show up in an hour or two. I’m going down to the police station to make a report.”
Mukuro nodded, reaching out to ruffle Fran’s hair. “I will call you if he comes here.”
“Thanks, brat. I’ll let you know as soon as I hear something.”
“Goodnight, Squalo.”
“Night, brat…” With that said, the man ended the call.
“Master, what’s going on?” Emerald eyes had opened once again, confusion shining in them.
“It’s alright, Fran,” Mukuro soothed. “Squalo just doesn’t know where Belphegor is.”
“Is he okay?” The concern in Fran’s voice made his guardian smile.
“I am sure he will be; Belphegor can most certainly take care of himself.” Climbing off the bed, Mukuro stretched. “I will sleep out in the living room for tonight, just in case he shows up.”
“Okay, Master.” Snuggling back into his blankets, Fran closed his eyes, slipping back into oblivion.
Mukuro sighed as he left the room, heading to the couch. He sighed, wishing Belphegor wasn’t always so difficult; he knew not to blame the older male, but Belphegor just didn’t seem to care that he always put the ones who loved him through a lot of stress.
Hoping that his boyfriend would either be found or show up to his front door soon, Mukuro laid down and turned the TV on. It wasn’t easy being with someone like Belphegor, but he really did love the smaller male.
Hopefully one day Belphegor would get better and calm down, and return the love he was always given on a daily basis.
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