KHR Oneshot, Belphegor x Tsuna
Title: Sky On Fire
Author: Pain au Chocolat
Language: English
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters used in this fiction. Everything belongs to Akira Amano.
Rating & Warnings: M. AU since it’s a scene a few months after the Varia arc, but before the Future arc. OOCness since I’m yet to get used to these characters. Yaoi, badly written lime that doesn't get a proper ending etc. etc. Caution: shaking might cause explosions. Do not heat in the microwave. To be kept away from children. Might cause nausea.
Summary: It wasn’t as if he was, you know, kidnapped. He was in his room after all. What he wanted to know was, just... what the heck was Belphegor doing there!?
Pairing: Belphegor x Tsuna
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SKY ON FIRE
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Well, it wasn’t that he was kidnapped per se - he was in his room after all. Tsuna had caught a flu and was ordered to stay in bed for the day, and that’s what the tired, sleepy boy wanted to do. Truly. His throat was sore from coughing, and he felt dizzy because of the fever, and he needed to sleep. But he couldn’t.
It wasn’t his mother keeping him up; she was outside, shopping and meeting with her friends. And it wasn’t Reborn either - the sadistic tutor had left early in the morning with Bianci for some ‘business’, and Tsuna had the feeling that he really didn’t want to know any details. His friends were all at school, and the kids were somewhere outside too. So, basically, Tsuna should have been alone at home.
So why was Belphegor sitting on the floor, by his bed, face few inches away from his own?
And why Tsuna couldn’t move!? Well, that was probably because of the fear…
Was the blond here for revenge? Did he hold a grudge about the rings? Well, that was only natural, but still… What was he going to do? Where the hell was Reborn when he was actually needed!? Was Tsuna going to be killed?
“Ushishi… Not looking too good today, eh, Vongola?” the self-proclaimed genius snickered. Tsuna actually pondered for a second the possibilities of the ‘prince’ catching his cold if he was to sneeze right at the blond’s face… but then decided that he really wasn’t suicidal and he didn’t want to piss off the potentially insane killer.
“What are you doing here?” the brunet whimpered, not feeling nearly as brave as he hoped he sounded. And if the wide grin that morphed into a smug smirk was of any indication - the uninvited, unwanted, unexpected visitor wasn’t being fooled either.
“I’m a prince. I don’t need to explain myself to you.”
“But what do you want?” Tsuna dared to ask.
“You, of course.”
…
…
Right.
“You mean you want me dead.”
“No, not really.”
“…” Tsuna was reluctant to admit this, but he really Didn’t Understand. And he had a feeling that he didn’t want to, either. This wasn’t good at all. If he wasn’t going to get killed by this freak then… oh.
“You’re here to take me to your boss, who’ll kill me, right?”
“I could have taken you to Boss when you were unconscious. Nope. Neither of us will be leaving this room anytime soon,” the blond said with a wide grin, and Tsuna felt even more unsettled.
“We’re waiting for someone?”
“Nope.”
“Then what are you here for?”
“I told you already.” Tsuna noticed a trace of impatience in the older boy’s voice. “I’m here for you.”
“Why?”
“I’m a prince.”
“Yes?”
“And a prince needs a princess.”
“Er…” Well, that explained… nothing at all. Why was the crazy maniac here if he wanted a princess!? Tsuna was getting a headache already due to all this confusion.
“Well, good luck in finding a princess,” the brunet said, hoping for the blond take get the clue and leave.
“I found my princess already,” Belphegor said. “So yeah, let’s go.”
“What!?” Tsuna spluttered, not liking the indications of what the words meant. Or the fact that the blond had lifted him - blanket and all - up and was heading for the window - what was it with the window anyway!? Nobody who came to visit Tsuna used the door anymore. “Wait! Stop!” Tsuna would have protested more, had it not been for the coughing fit that left him weak and wheezing.
“It seems that I can’t take you anywhere yet,” Bel mused, before dropping the boy uncaringly on the bed.
“With what logic do you call me your princess!?” Tsuna shrieked, fear momentarily forgotten. One would think that if he was - though he wasn’t and it was a ridiculous idea and why was he even thinking about it? - Belphegor’s ‘princess’, he’d be a bit more caring regarding his wellbeing. Go figure. Or maybe better not. Just for the sake of his sanity.
“Because you are,” was the simple response.
“I’m a boy!” Tsuna protested, sitting up.
“Ushishishi. Yes. Definitely.”
‘What the hell was that supposed to mean?’ Tsuna though with evident panic, not liking at all the tone - or the implications - of the boy before him. And why was his hand resting on Tsuna’s thigh, now? What business did it have there? Belphegor observed his prey silently for a second - little Vongola the Tenth seemed to feel rather indecisive of whether to blush or pale, if the changing colours were anything to go by. Regardless, it was entertaining. And quite cute, too.
Moving his hand a bit further up caused frightened squeaks and even more blushing, proving to the prince what he already had figured; Tsunayoshi was a pure virgin, just like princesses should be.
“You’d look good in a dress,” Belphegor commented, and Tsuna felt dread surface clearly from the confusing mass of different emotions.
“I definitely would not!” he snapped with panic. “Boys don’t wear dresses!”
“What about - “
“Or skirts!” he shrieked in terror, afraid of what the maniac would make him do. What should he do? “Y-you know, I’m really, really not a p-princess. You can f-find someone else, right?”
“No,” Bel said simply. “Little Vongola the Tenth is perfect.”
And, for the record, Tsuna was not flattered.
At all.
...
Well, fine.
Maybe just a little bit.
But just because he was called perfect! Anyone would feel flattered! No one - but Gokudera, maybe - had ever called Tsuna perfect before. And, well, Gokudera would call him ‘God’ if he asked. Which he wouldn’t but…yeah.
“What are you doing!?” Tsuna exclaimed, feeling rather alarmed. His unexpected guest had advanced from the floor to the bed, and was rather too close for comfort.
“Ushishi. I’m consummating our relationship.”
“What’s there to consummate!?”
“Hmm-m.”
“Wait! What will your boss say if he knew about this!? What about the others??”
“They’ll get used to it.”
“A-aren’t princes supposed to marry royalty or something?” And why was he calling it now ‘marriage’ anyway?
“You’re Vongola royalty,” Belphegor stated, taking off his shirt. And Tsuna seriously wasn’t staring. And… just what did the blond do to get abs like that? “And you beat Boss. Which means you’re better.” Tsuna was about to say something, but the realization that weight of the other boy on top of him wasn’t really bad at all distracted him. Belphegor grinned, and saw it his duty to get rid of his princess’s pyjamas - he really didn’t need those now, did he? A trail of kisses left Tsuna shivering under his touch, and whoa did he love it. Bel grinned widely once again, knowing now that the blush his princess was sporting wasn’t because of a fever, but because of him.
“Are you hot, Tsunayoshi?” he purred against the other boy’s ear, and Tsuna could do little but gasp and wither due to the new sensations he was feeling.
"Wha..."
"Because you're making me hot." The brunet didn’t want to admit it at first, but when he’s being kissed like that, how can he resist? He was really, starting to enjoy this, and even the knowledge of who was doing these things to him wasn’t bothering at all.
Bel kissed the pale throat, before licking his lips and finally pressing them against Tsuna’s mouth, who welcomed it with a groan. The brunet’s taste was a mix of honey and mint - most probably some sort of tea he had just drunk - as well as a faint trace of something Bel didn’t recognize, but found delicious. And when the other timidly moved his tongue in response, Bel couldn’t have been able to deny his hard on, even if he had wanted to. Which he didn’t.
Tsuna hadn’t known that the blond smoked - but the taste was clear. It wasn’t unpleasant, if only a little weird. There was also the clearly recognizable taste of chocolate in the kiss, and for some reason the Vongola heir thought it suited the self-declared genius. And, oh, was that a tongue piercing he felt against his tongue? The round stubble gave Tsuna a funny feeling that made him almost giggle. But he would never do such a thing when an enemy - because he could never forget that Belphegor was from the Varia after all and had probably less than humane real motives behind this act - was doing highly inappropriate things to him.
“St… stop…” Tsuna groaned.
“But you don’t want me to,” Bel smirked against his ear, before licking it, making Tsuna shudder with something that most certainly wasn’t pleasure. The hands that had been trying to push the blond away, suddenly clung to him, almost desperately.
‘Golden,’ Tsuna though hazily as he saw the other boy’s eyes for the first time - for some reason he had thought that they’d be blue or brown or even green, but they were a darker shade of gold, like cat’s eyes. He didn’t know it, but the blush on his cheeks combined with the newly formed sweet smile made Belphegor’s heart beat faster.
“You make me…” the blond groaned. “Want you so, so much.” Skin on skin, friction causing so much pleasure, the prince didn’t know how long he’d last without doing something. However, princesses must remain virgins till the wedding night - that was an unwritten rule to Belphegor. He paused for a second, making Tsuna whimper with loss, before grinning widely, decision made. Hands roamed over the body beneath him, making it quiver with pleasure. Anticipation and desire made Bel’s hands shake, as he finally puts them on Tsuna’s hips, to hold him back if the need came.
“Aahh… p-please…” To have the future tenth boss of the Vongola beg him so sweetly did wonders to the blond’s lust. As if he hadn’t been turned on already.
“The name’s Bel,” he said, licking the other’s weeping member. “Scream it.”
“Bel,” Tsuna moaned, shifting his hips, looking for that something that would release him. “Bel, oh Bel!” A wet, warm tongue swirled around his navel, before descending lower and lower, finally touching his hardened member. A moment later moist heat surrounded it, making Tsuna lose all sense of coherency he still had left - which hadn’t been much anyway. Belphegor knew that after this, the other boy would most likely have no energy left. He didn’t mind, there was no need for him to come now - he’d wait till the wedding night for his pleasure. This was just to show his princess what was in store for him. To show Tsuna what passion was.
’Now this is a storm your weak bomber won’t be able to create,’ Bel thought gleefully.
He had set the Sky on fire, and boy did he like it.
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END CRAPPY ONESHOT
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*sob* The whole day I kept telling myself that really, there's no need to post yet again another oneshot... but it's almost midnight and I couldn't resist...
Author: Pain au Chocolat
Language: English
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters used in this fiction. Everything belongs to Akira Amano.
Rating & Warnings: M. AU since it’s a scene a few months after the Varia arc, but before the Future arc. OOCness since I’m yet to get used to these characters. Yaoi, badly written lime that doesn't get a proper ending etc. etc. Caution: shaking might cause explosions. Do not heat in the microwave. To be kept away from children. Might cause nausea.
Summary: It wasn’t as if he was, you know, kidnapped. He was in his room after all. What he wanted to know was, just... what the heck was Belphegor doing there!?
Pairing: Belphegor x Tsuna
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SKY ON FIRE
_____________________________________________________________________
Well, it wasn’t that he was kidnapped per se - he was in his room after all. Tsuna had caught a flu and was ordered to stay in bed for the day, and that’s what the tired, sleepy boy wanted to do. Truly. His throat was sore from coughing, and he felt dizzy because of the fever, and he needed to sleep. But he couldn’t.
It wasn’t his mother keeping him up; she was outside, shopping and meeting with her friends. And it wasn’t Reborn either - the sadistic tutor had left early in the morning with Bianci for some ‘business’, and Tsuna had the feeling that he really didn’t want to know any details. His friends were all at school, and the kids were somewhere outside too. So, basically, Tsuna should have been alone at home.
So why was Belphegor sitting on the floor, by his bed, face few inches away from his own?
And why Tsuna couldn’t move!? Well, that was probably because of the fear…
Was the blond here for revenge? Did he hold a grudge about the rings? Well, that was only natural, but still… What was he going to do? Where the hell was Reborn when he was actually needed!? Was Tsuna going to be killed?
“Ushishi… Not looking too good today, eh, Vongola?” the self-proclaimed genius snickered. Tsuna actually pondered for a second the possibilities of the ‘prince’ catching his cold if he was to sneeze right at the blond’s face… but then decided that he really wasn’t suicidal and he didn’t want to piss off the potentially insane killer.
“What are you doing here?” the brunet whimpered, not feeling nearly as brave as he hoped he sounded. And if the wide grin that morphed into a smug smirk was of any indication - the uninvited, unwanted, unexpected visitor wasn’t being fooled either.
“I’m a prince. I don’t need to explain myself to you.”
“But what do you want?” Tsuna dared to ask.
“You, of course.”
…
…
Right.
“You mean you want me dead.”
“No, not really.”
“…” Tsuna was reluctant to admit this, but he really Didn’t Understand. And he had a feeling that he didn’t want to, either. This wasn’t good at all. If he wasn’t going to get killed by this freak then… oh.
“You’re here to take me to your boss, who’ll kill me, right?”
“I could have taken you to Boss when you were unconscious. Nope. Neither of us will be leaving this room anytime soon,” the blond said with a wide grin, and Tsuna felt even more unsettled.
“We’re waiting for someone?”
“Nope.”
“Then what are you here for?”
“I told you already.” Tsuna noticed a trace of impatience in the older boy’s voice. “I’m here for you.”
“Why?”
“I’m a prince.”
“Yes?”
“And a prince needs a princess.”
“Er…” Well, that explained… nothing at all. Why was the crazy maniac here if he wanted a princess!? Tsuna was getting a headache already due to all this confusion.
“Well, good luck in finding a princess,” the brunet said, hoping for the blond take get the clue and leave.
“I found my princess already,” Belphegor said. “So yeah, let’s go.”
“What!?” Tsuna spluttered, not liking the indications of what the words meant. Or the fact that the blond had lifted him - blanket and all - up and was heading for the window - what was it with the window anyway!? Nobody who came to visit Tsuna used the door anymore. “Wait! Stop!” Tsuna would have protested more, had it not been for the coughing fit that left him weak and wheezing.
“It seems that I can’t take you anywhere yet,” Bel mused, before dropping the boy uncaringly on the bed.
“With what logic do you call me your princess!?” Tsuna shrieked, fear momentarily forgotten. One would think that if he was - though he wasn’t and it was a ridiculous idea and why was he even thinking about it? - Belphegor’s ‘princess’, he’d be a bit more caring regarding his wellbeing. Go figure. Or maybe better not. Just for the sake of his sanity.
“Because you are,” was the simple response.
“I’m a boy!” Tsuna protested, sitting up.
“Ushishishi. Yes. Definitely.”
‘What the hell was that supposed to mean?’ Tsuna though with evident panic, not liking at all the tone - or the implications - of the boy before him. And why was his hand resting on Tsuna’s thigh, now? What business did it have there? Belphegor observed his prey silently for a second - little Vongola the Tenth seemed to feel rather indecisive of whether to blush or pale, if the changing colours were anything to go by. Regardless, it was entertaining. And quite cute, too.
Moving his hand a bit further up caused frightened squeaks and even more blushing, proving to the prince what he already had figured; Tsunayoshi was a pure virgin, just like princesses should be.
“You’d look good in a dress,” Belphegor commented, and Tsuna felt dread surface clearly from the confusing mass of different emotions.
“I definitely would not!” he snapped with panic. “Boys don’t wear dresses!”
“What about - “
“Or skirts!” he shrieked in terror, afraid of what the maniac would make him do. What should he do? “Y-you know, I’m really, really not a p-princess. You can f-find someone else, right?”
“No,” Bel said simply. “Little Vongola the Tenth is perfect.”
And, for the record, Tsuna was not flattered.
At all.
...
Well, fine.
Maybe just a little bit.
But just because he was called perfect! Anyone would feel flattered! No one - but Gokudera, maybe - had ever called Tsuna perfect before. And, well, Gokudera would call him ‘God’ if he asked. Which he wouldn’t but…yeah.
“What are you doing!?” Tsuna exclaimed, feeling rather alarmed. His unexpected guest had advanced from the floor to the bed, and was rather too close for comfort.
“Ushishi. I’m consummating our relationship.”
“What’s there to consummate!?”
“Hmm-m.”
“Wait! What will your boss say if he knew about this!? What about the others??”
“They’ll get used to it.”
“A-aren’t princes supposed to marry royalty or something?” And why was he calling it now ‘marriage’ anyway?
“You’re Vongola royalty,” Belphegor stated, taking off his shirt. And Tsuna seriously wasn’t staring. And… just what did the blond do to get abs like that? “And you beat Boss. Which means you’re better.” Tsuna was about to say something, but the realization that weight of the other boy on top of him wasn’t really bad at all distracted him. Belphegor grinned, and saw it his duty to get rid of his princess’s pyjamas - he really didn’t need those now, did he? A trail of kisses left Tsuna shivering under his touch, and whoa did he love it. Bel grinned widely once again, knowing now that the blush his princess was sporting wasn’t because of a fever, but because of him.
“Are you hot, Tsunayoshi?” he purred against the other boy’s ear, and Tsuna could do little but gasp and wither due to the new sensations he was feeling.
"Wha..."
"Because you're making me hot." The brunet didn’t want to admit it at first, but when he’s being kissed like that, how can he resist? He was really, starting to enjoy this, and even the knowledge of who was doing these things to him wasn’t bothering at all.
Bel kissed the pale throat, before licking his lips and finally pressing them against Tsuna’s mouth, who welcomed it with a groan. The brunet’s taste was a mix of honey and mint - most probably some sort of tea he had just drunk - as well as a faint trace of something Bel didn’t recognize, but found delicious. And when the other timidly moved his tongue in response, Bel couldn’t have been able to deny his hard on, even if he had wanted to. Which he didn’t.
Tsuna hadn’t known that the blond smoked - but the taste was clear. It wasn’t unpleasant, if only a little weird. There was also the clearly recognizable taste of chocolate in the kiss, and for some reason the Vongola heir thought it suited the self-declared genius. And, oh, was that a tongue piercing he felt against his tongue? The round stubble gave Tsuna a funny feeling that made him almost giggle. But he would never do such a thing when an enemy - because he could never forget that Belphegor was from the Varia after all and had probably less than humane real motives behind this act - was doing highly inappropriate things to him.
“St… stop…” Tsuna groaned.
“But you don’t want me to,” Bel smirked against his ear, before licking it, making Tsuna shudder with something that most certainly wasn’t pleasure. The hands that had been trying to push the blond away, suddenly clung to him, almost desperately.
‘Golden,’ Tsuna though hazily as he saw the other boy’s eyes for the first time - for some reason he had thought that they’d be blue or brown or even green, but they were a darker shade of gold, like cat’s eyes. He didn’t know it, but the blush on his cheeks combined with the newly formed sweet smile made Belphegor’s heart beat faster.
“You make me…” the blond groaned. “Want you so, so much.” Skin on skin, friction causing so much pleasure, the prince didn’t know how long he’d last without doing something. However, princesses must remain virgins till the wedding night - that was an unwritten rule to Belphegor. He paused for a second, making Tsuna whimper with loss, before grinning widely, decision made. Hands roamed over the body beneath him, making it quiver with pleasure. Anticipation and desire made Bel’s hands shake, as he finally puts them on Tsuna’s hips, to hold him back if the need came.
“Aahh… p-please…” To have the future tenth boss of the Vongola beg him so sweetly did wonders to the blond’s lust. As if he hadn’t been turned on already.
“The name’s Bel,” he said, licking the other’s weeping member. “Scream it.”
“Bel,” Tsuna moaned, shifting his hips, looking for that something that would release him. “Bel, oh Bel!” A wet, warm tongue swirled around his navel, before descending lower and lower, finally touching his hardened member. A moment later moist heat surrounded it, making Tsuna lose all sense of coherency he still had left - which hadn’t been much anyway. Belphegor knew that after this, the other boy would most likely have no energy left. He didn’t mind, there was no need for him to come now - he’d wait till the wedding night for his pleasure. This was just to show his princess what was in store for him. To show Tsuna what passion was.
’Now this is a storm your weak bomber won’t be able to create,’ Bel thought gleefully.
He had set the Sky on fire, and boy did he like it.
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END CRAPPY ONESHOT
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*sob* The whole day I kept telling myself that really, there's no need to post yet again another oneshot... but it's almost midnight and I couldn't resist...