❃Just one Forbidden Touch❃Byakuran

[Name] woke up to find her body elevated: wrists, ankles and neck pulsing from the glistening wires that pressed her against the cold wall. She blinked repeatedly to get a clear view of a familiar room and began to squirm until she hopelessly sighed. Apparently she had done something wrong to be pinned up on a wall, which was stained by her blood from previous ‘punishments’, and with sharp wire slicing her skin open with any slight movement.

However, the number of ‘punishments’ seemed to be weirdly increasing (sometimes even twice a day) that some options ran through her crazed mind.

But Byakuran was no kind of man on tagging a relationship as ‘serious’ or ‘concrete’. Much more fun it was for him to call love a fragile game, considering how much blood and tears [Name] spilled; while he only amusingly laughed, playing with her nerves like a child entertained by its doll or plastic race car toy.

Suddenly a ray of light burns her eyes and squints to make out a familiar silhouette that swarmed butterflies at the pit of her belly, until it spoke up. “[Name]-chan~.”

Shit…
[Name] trembled at Byakuran’s husky calling as he approached her, an innocent smile spreading his lips; saying her name was just as pleasurable as touching her trembling and delicate body. She humbly yelped to the sharp at the instep of her ankle and shot Byakuran a piercing glare, terror filling her [E/C] irises.

“[Name]-chan, you know what you’re here, right?”

Was it because you simply love to see me stained in blood…?

His long fingers traced her messy hairline, down to caressing her flushed cheek (swirling his finger along the side of her face) and cupped her moist chin up for her cold gaze to lock into his teasing purple eyes. She flinched, a gasp swept her quivering lips as the wire at her neck tightened, coiling more beads of blood trail down her chest and panted for air.

“Byakuran-sama…” she weakly sighed out, letting her head drop as Byakuran licked the blood that tainted her skin. Biting back an itching moan, [Name] tightly bit down her lower lip, unknowingly slicing her skin open and let the unnoticed blood trickle down her chin only to capture her master’s attention.

“Oh? Looky here~”

Byakuran chuckles as his finger tilted her chin to watch the red liquid slowly slide down the side of her neck and thus formed that playful smirk that made [Name] swallow the lump in her throat.

His lips leaned in to whisper at her ear. “You seem to be hiding pleasure, [Name]-chan~”.

Not like you deserve it.

The wire at her throat sliced yet another skin layer and she screams in agony, panting out words of a beggar. Byakuran grabs the back of her head, pulling her in to roughly meet his lips and [Name] couldn’t do as much but to kiss back as his tongue forced through her lips, knowingly to be an automatic order.

[Name] had no idea that the more she bit back hints of pleasure, the more Byakuran tempted to tease.

His hands sneak under her shirt, smirking to hear her gasp as his hands reached her breasts and slowly pulls away smiling; chuckling to notice the thread of saliva running down the edge of her mouth, his hands grip at her hips (her face scrunched to hide the pleasure) and presses his body to hers (her expression scowled to the tingling feelings at her lower half).

She whimpered out at the sudden warm breath at her neck and twitched her hands only to whine from the sudden sharpening slicing pain at her wrists. Byakuran begins to feel this addicting teasing frenzy, smirking lips widened to the mixing emotions swelling on her face and begins to bite the skin of her neck this time, slowly trailing nipping down her goose bump textured chest.

It was then, [Name] had enough. The loss of blood was taking over her instincts that her mentality was losing control.

“Bya-Byakuran-sama…rele-release me…please…” her voice weakly croaks out (regret slapped the back of her mind to hear his poisoning laugh) and he grabs her chin, forcing her lips to purse out as he glared at her weak expression.

“My cute little [Name]-chan~ has she repented against her sin?”

Mental growl. I will regret this…

She weakly picks up her gaze and nods, a weak smile on her lips. “I regret… whatever I have done… to cause vengeance against me, Byakuran-sama…”

Though I have no fuckin’ idea what I did…

Slowly, her vision weakened and began to see hallucinations of multiple white haired tyrants leaning in and placed a gentle kiss on her lips before turning to the wired body parts.

After that, she felt her body slam the ground and wheezed out air to pant in air, coughing in the process. Her face is then picked up by a couple of cold hands to stare into multiple blurry purple hues, and her body reacts by sitting up on her knees.

“It seems [Name]-chan is tired, hmm?”

His voice echoed, like multiple tones bouncing against the walls and [Name] nods her head, [H/C] stray hairs falling in front of her face and swept away by his hand.

Her forehead is kissed by his lips before Byakuran pulls [Name] into his chest. “Well then, rest my beloved pet.”

It was then that [Name]’s attention was drawn with the utter feeling of drumming against her ear; the beating of a heart.

Is that…your heart?

Her eyes slightly parted opened as the drumming picked up its pace, beating faster once Byakuran tightened his grasp around her shoulders.

Impossible. Love’s nothing but a game to you.

Byakuran pressed his cheek against her head, a smile on his lips and whispered words at her ear once [Name] fell into a deep slumber.

“Silly [Name]-chan~”

Your punishment…

He strokes her swollen lips with the tip of his thumb. “Stupid, naïve and adorable child.”

was because…

He smiled at her sleeping expression (noticing the peaceful nature) and kissed her cheek before pulling her tighter to have her temple buried in his neck.

…I fell in love with you.

❤Strip Poker❤ {KHR!} Belphegor Lemon

Xanxus and Squalo were quite new to poker, so they weren't as good, but they knew the rules, even though Xanxus broke some of those rules to save his is pride. Their lack of clothes weren't bothering you in the slightest bit, you actually enjoyed the free view of the best looking members in Varia.

You had managed to talk most members into your game of poker. Viper wouldn’t play, he knew you to well. As the purple haired baby watched your game continue. Smirking to yourself, you looked at Bel. It was actually a challenge to read is motives, due to all the hair in his face, covering his eyes. That’s what had thrown you off…

Squalo began to yell out excuses, while Xanxus sat at the table glaring at Squalo, but with no avail, Squalo had yet to see the glare of his leader, earning a shot glass to be chucked at him with great force. You heard Xanxus mumble along the lines of ‘trash‘ and ‘scum‘ as he grabbed another card.

The game started to heat up as each of them slowly had the shed of some clothes, the end was nearing, and they all knew it.

You only had you bra and panties on. Bel was sure surprised to find himself in only his crown(Tiara XD) on and his boxers, but the rest of his daily clothes were discarded.

Much to your pleasure.

"Ushishi~, Yukai, you lost again, drop one of your garments~." Bel said though his laughter, inside his perverted mind; it was showing him the wonders of what might happen after the match…

You sighed, taking off your panties very quickly and crossing your legs so no one could see that 'area', much to Bel’s disappointment, but he wouldn't let that bother him, or show on the outside.

Like hell he’d give you the pleasure of knowing what you had turned him into.

Besides, there was no way you could win…he grinned maliciously causing the hair on the back of your neck to stand on end, while shivers went down your spine.

Bel didn't like all the distractions and went straight with it. He was already so close to winning, so he might as well win and get it over with.

~For a prince always wins~

"Ushishi, your hand?"

You looked at your cards; ten of hearts, ten of spades, ten of clubs, ten of diamonds, one queen of hearts…okay so, four of a kind, shit! You bet that Bel's hand was better, due to the large grin on his face.

Seeing his creepy smile caused you to have an involuntary eye twitch.

Bastard.

"Four of a kind?" Your voice was a little shaky, if he did win… You shook your head to rid yourself of those thoughts.

Bel smirked, "Royal Flush."

"Last garment off, Peasant. You lose, I win." Bel confirmed proudly, he had won again. He had never lost a game before, and that still continued to live that way.

Sure, even with his ‘Royal’ attitude, you couldn’t help but fall the Prince even if he was a royal pain in the ass.

Bel was smirking at you, knowing that made you furious, you wouldn't just back down without a fight. You still had one trick up your sleeve.

So you said in a seductive voice, "Sure, My prince…anything for you…" while pulling on of your bra straps slowly down your shoulder, and rubbing your neck and collar bone,

"But god, is it hot in here." Your voice was husky and moving the bra a little up and down, letting your breasts move up and down with them.

-Pov Switch.-

Bel knew what she was trying to do, this was unbelievable! All he could do was impatiently wait, he could keep his cool, right? Damn it, you were moving at such a slow pace. You knew what his weakness was and using it to its full advantage. Bel was never the type of guy to wait of things. Especially, what belonged to him.

In Yuaki’s mind, she was panicking a little, thinking that she wouldn't make it in time. If she didn't get Bel to lose control before she took off her bra, she knew what was in store for her, but looking at him, her eyes glazed with lust, she kept on hoping that she'd win.
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Yuaki was about to lose, almost unhooking the bra, when Bel finally snapped.

“Ushishi~ get out, before you 'witness' anything you do not wish to see~” His words sent shivers down your spine.

This was a punishment game, he could do anything to her.

Everyone immediately got the message and took leave, though Xanxus wasn’t happy about being ordered around, Yuaki was surprised that he actually left, not before he threw his empty bottle at Bel, who easily dogged it.

Bel closed the door and stalked towards Yuaki. She didn't mind, they both knew it was going to happen this way, and they both wanted it…badly. Bel grabbed her bridal style, dropping her softly on the bed as he took off his the rest of his clothes.

Yuaki’s’ breathing hitched at the sight of Bel so revealed. He crawled on top of her and straddled around her waist, she didn't mind, she was too busy running her fingers over his well toned abs. Every gentle touch that she gave him made his self control wear thinner.

Bel slammed his lips on hers, and she kissed back, intensely.
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Yuaki gasped in shock as she realized where he was headed, but soon switched that to moaning as he started massaging her body. His hand toyed with every inch of her body. His hands caressed the sides of her face, which she had blushed to.

He had never treated someone with such care before. His hands slid down her arms, interlacing his fingers with hers as he began to give her exposed neck his markings. Yuaki winced when she felt him bit down on her neck.

“Ushishi.”

Yuaki found herself moaning out his name, Bel could feel his want for her growing rapidly as the sound of his name that came off her lips. The feeling of Yuaki’s’ body twitching under a soft touch of his hand was…ecstatic.

Bel returned to her lips, forcefully he began to kiss her, Yuaki’s breaths were labored as she panted out his name once more. He was at his breaking point.

"Do you want me?" Bel huskily questioned her.

"Do I even need to answer?" She said, panting and still trying to catch her breath.

"Yes, you do."

"Then yes, Bel, I want you." Yuaki whispered seductively as she began to play with his hair. She had taken over, now on top of him. Yuaki bit her lip, as she realized that the blood from her neck was dripping onto Bel’s upper chest.

“Ushishi, you’ve made the prince dirty. Clean it.” Bel commanded seeing her face flush with embarrassment. Which had only amused him more.

"Tsk" She spat not wanting to take commands from him, dipping her head and making butterfly kisses down his nicely chiseled chest. Tasting the blood from her wound. Her lips had become stained a crimson red. She had not actually ‘cleaned’ the blood off of him, she had only smeared it. She gave off an enchanting giggle.

"Shishi, Do you enjoy torturing me?" Bel said with a smirk planted, clearly, on those lips of his.

Yuaki only giggled again, "Obviously, it lets me see THE Prince down on his knees.”

Yuaki knew what he wanted, she also knew that he would get it with or without her permission. She gave him a firm nod before he entered her, with a hard thrust of his hips, causing her to gasp in pain.

She closed her eyes, as she felt tears forming. Bel did the unthinkable and kissed her to ease the pain as small tears threatened to leak over her eyes. Since when did a Prince start caring for peasants?

Apparently now.

Mix of emotions were visible in Yuakis eyes, hate to love, want to need, pain to complete euphoria.

"God," She panted out heavily, "Go faster…"

Bel let out his famous laugh and obliged, thrusting his hips harder to meet his and Yuakis needs. Yuaki met his thrusts, rocking her body with his causing more pleasure to shoot through both of them.

Each thrust made her want him to go faster, and each time he went faster, just wasn't good enough yet.

Yuaki felt herself almost going over the edge.

She gave out a loud yelp as Bel hit a cretin spot, making her vision blurry as she threw her head back. Both panting bodies soon came to a stop. Taking in a few sharp breaths from the over exhaustion.

Yuaki smirked. “So,” she said, breathing still heavily, “I guess you lost once in your life, eh?”

"I'd gladly lose again, commoner..[1]" Bel whispered in her ear, to make shivers down her spine. Oh-no, the tone in his voice made her think that this night had just begun…

“Ushishi”


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[1] Woo! You’ve just been promoted! XD A Peasant to a Commoner.

Peasant - a member of a class of low social status that depends on either cottage industry or agricultural labor as a means of subsistence.

Commoner - A person who is neither poor nor wealthy. Having very little or no ranking of nobility. I don’t think Bel would can any girl a “princess”, but that’s just my pov. :D