Curiosity-(KHR fanfic/ Mukuro × Tsuna)

Chapter five

( Original = Normal

Italic = Dream

Bold / Italic = Thought / memory )

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~~Chapter five~~

~~Part Two~~

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"Tsunayoshi-kun is very cute, but I think Tsunayoshi-kun is more beautiful when he is covered in red." A light voice whispered in a breathless way as slight creaking could be heard in a room that was decorated in an abnormally cheerful way, seeming to make a mockery of what was happening in the middle of the bed.

Tsuna did not answer. What could he say to that? He could not speak, even if he had anything as an answer. His voice was long gone, thanks to the one who captured him and kept him prisoner. He closed his eyes and jerked his head aside when he felt a moist tongue prodding at his lips. Nausea curdled his stomach as the one above him laughed and gripped harder at the brunettes hips, his hips pounding against his in a punishing rythm.

"Ne, Tsunayoshi-kun? If our dear Mukuro-kun was here right now, if he was the one to do this to you-" a finger idly caressed Tsuna's limp member, flicking the tip of it with a small laugh, "-I wonder if you would be so unaffected as you are now? Or would you show our dear Mukuro-kun cute expressions and make lewd noises in your throat? Hmm? Ne, Tsunayoshi-kun?"

Fingers shot up to grip his chin, forcefully turning his face back to the one on top of him. "Tsunayoshi-kun? Open your eyes. Let me see your answer there."

It was morbid how that voice could sound so carefree and childish, to seem so innocent, when the person himself was the devil incarnate.

"Tsunayoshi-kun? Look at me…"

He squeezed his eyes closed. He did not want to see him. He did not want to see what he was doing to him.

'Why can he not just leave me alone?'

"Open your eyes." Gone was that carefree tone. Now it was cruel and pitiless.

To disobey would be idiotic.

But to obey would strip Tsuna of his tattered sanity.

Why? Why can he not just leave me alone? Why must he do this?

"Hmmm?" The voice came back, more amused than anything else. The body above him pinned Tsuna down to the bed, hands curling around his wrists, sharp nails biting into the flesh. Tsuna gasped as those nails dug in, slowly slicing into the flesh and making him bleed. "What a bad boy Tsunayoshi-kun is. Such a bad, bad boy…" the nails jerked down his wrist, slitting into his veins. Tsuna whimpered, tears leaking from his tightly squeezed eyes. His body shook as the one above him slowed his thrusts. Compared to before, it was soft-almost gentle. "Tsu-kun…" the one above him breathed against his ear, softly nibbling on the flesh there. "Oh, Tsu-kun…"

Stop. Tsuna silently begged, No, please. Stop…

"Tsu-kun…" lips gently pressed against Tsun's cheek. It burned his skin like a hot brand Iron. The slow rhythmic slide inside him began to make Tsuna shudder. To his horror, his skin broke out in chills as pleasure swept him in its traitorous grasp, overcoming the pain that tormented him.

Of course he would notice.

"Oh, Tsu-kun." He purred against the side of his neck. "What's this I feel against my stomach, hmm? Are you happy to see me then Tsu-kun?"