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Contrary to what the wider Mafia World might think, Reborn was actually quite fond of Skull. Especially now, when Skull was standing over his first victim.
Viper had picked the victim and Fon had been the one to capture him. Reborn would be the one walk Skull through the actual kill. He had won that right fair and square.
The man was on the older side. A father of four that had been quite abusive toward his family before running off with his much younger secretary, taking all of the families savings with him. It wasn't a hit that any of them would take, but a good first choice for their civilian. Just awful enough that Skull would be able to convince himself to go through with it.
Reborn would be here to deal with the fallout. He would take the shattered pieces and shape Skull into something far more fitting to the world he was now a part of.
The pawn of this little mission of theirs started twitching, then murmuring.
"Lackey." He called. The boy turned around and Reborn could see the apprehension in his face. "He is waking up. Prepare yourself."
"I can see that, Senpai." He would let him have the eye roll. As long as he continued to play along.
As expected, the victims eye lids started fluttering before he woke up with a start. At seeing Skull in front of him he nearly tipped backward on his chair.
Reborn had to suppress a snort. Skull, with his soft, pretty face and his wide, earnest eyes really was the furthest thing away from terrifying. And the man hadn't even noticed Reborn in his corner. Typical civilian.
"Wh- what do you wa-" Skull cut the man of with a hard jab to the solar plexus. He could see Lal more than Fon in the execution of the hit. Skull winced when the man tried to breath, loud and desperate. That would need to be corrected.
One of Skulls hands gripped the man by his throat and forced him to look into his eyes. "Don't say another word."
Reborn did not even try to hide his smirk at that little display. That action had clearly been picked up from him. Though he had to say, his hands looked far better on Skulls neck than his did on that pigs.
After getting a nod out of the pig, Skull let go and turned around and made his way toward Reborn. Immediately Skull looked for him. He didn't hide his approval at the violence.
As the cloud stepped up to the table Reborn stepped closer to lay a hand on his shoulder, sinking his Flames in deep for a moment. It was even more satisfying to feel how Skull leaned into the touch.
Skulls trust was a heady thing that settled something deep inside him, his Flames answering in what could almost be described as a purr.
On the table laid a gun, donated to this exercise by him, and an older issue army knife, donated by Lal or maybe Colonnello. Skulls hand hovered over the gun for a moment before it settled on the knife hesitantly. He turned towards Reborn again, like he was looking for his approval. If that did not prove just how deep he had his hooks in him by now, nothing would.
He gave an encouraging nod and hoped that his smirk didn't show too many teeth.
Skull turned around again. This time, Reborn walked with him up to their victim. His hand slipped further down to settle on Skulls back. The offered gun was slipped back into its holster.
At their approach the man started struggling again. Blabbering on and on, about money, connections and his bitch of a wife. And wow, Skull really did not like that one bit.
Ever the opportunist, Reborn decided to lean forward a bit to whisper into the clouds ear. "You know, you don't have to make it quick. This pig certainly doesn't deserve it."
"Yes, Senpai." Not even a shuddering breath. He was proud of his teaching skills. And his student of course.
"I'll guide you through it." He said, stepping closer to press a quick kiss to the wild purple hair. Then he stepped back and around their captive. With Skull at his front and Reborn at his back the man did not seem to know where he wanted to move less.
He looked toward the cloud again. Skull looked lost, knife in hand and standing in a dingy basement. None of his usual bluster to be found. He kept searching for Reborn to look to.
These looks would have to stop eventually, it made him look weak. But right now Reborn liked them too much to tell him to stop. Who cared if this nobody thought that Skull was dependant on him. It wasn't like he was getting out of this alive.
The first few cuts were clean and orderly. Thin lines of blood soaked the leftovers of the shirt the pig had been wearing before Skull had started cutting. He tried to curl up now, to protect himself from more damage, but only succeeded in putting more pressure on his wounds which caused more and more blood to flow.
All of that was accompanied by hissed threats, then pleas and then, when he realised that he wouldn't be granted any mercy and the cuts had become too numerous to keep count, low moans of pain, trailing of into sobbing.
He could see that it was getting to Skull a bit so he shut him up with a hand across his mouth. Seeing his cloud be so focused on the violence he was committing was a too appealing image to be ruined by a soon to be dead mans pleas.
And Reborn wanted his sole focus on his cloud. The image of Skull hesitantly presenting him the knife and waiting for his approval had been arousing. But Skull using said knife to kill a target of their choosing, going against many of the principals he had held only a couple months ago, that was something else entirely. Nobody could blame him for the effect that had on him. Nobody with sense that is.
Skull was getting more and more confident with his cuts. A bit too confident. Blood spurted. Pretty lines of flowing red ran down his arms, down to the hand still clutching the knife. He started shaking. Reborn thanked himself quickly for the foresight to make Skull wear a T-Shirt.
Now to distract the boy before he started to think.
"Look at what you did, Lackey." And if his voice was fond, well, Colonnello wasn't here to give him shit for it. "You're lucky this isn't an interrogation."
He let go of the mans head and walked back over to Skulls side. Ignoring the desperate pleas as he went. It wasn't the voice he wanted to hear beg anyway.
"C'mon, might as well end it now." But Skull did not move. He was still looking at his bloody hand. Still shaking.
"Lackey." He said, with a bit more bite in his voice.
He decided to press himself to Skulls back again, slinging one arm around his hips. The other wandered up his chest his throat where he dug his fingers into the sides of Skulls jaw, hard and looking to bruise. Skulls breath hitched at that, a sweet little sound.
To escape, Skull pressed himself back against Reborn, pushing his lower back against Reborns crotch. It was almost lucky that Skull was too out of it to notice that Reborn had been hard since Skull had first shown him the knife with that trusting look in his eyes.
Reborn dug his nails in for a bit before letting go. With his now free hand he gripped Skulls wrist getting blood on his own hand in the process. That seemed to get through to his cloud.
"Senpai I-" Skull whispered.
"Go on. I have plans today, you know." The longer he waited the shakier Skulls breath grew. He was almost sure that the boy was crying right now.
Such a good boy, remembering to do so silently.
It seemed he would need to speed up the process. He raised his hand and the wrist with it, putting the blade right up against the pigs jugular.
But he didn't press in. Skull would have to do that part himself.
As an encouragement, Reborn pressed himself tighter to Skulls back. This time fully making his Cloud feel the hard cock rubbing against him. The pressure felt heavenly and he didn't even try to fight the moan, confident that Skull would hear it very clearly with Reborns lips right against his ear. Another incentive for getting this done quick.
Another hitch of breath, this time for another reason. At least that's what Reborns ego told him. He let his clean hand wander from Skulls him to his lower stomach to pull up his shirt a bit. The revealed skin was soft and warm to the touch.
"Senpai." This was the voice he wanted to hear begging. A breathy whisper, so far away from what his cloud was outside of this room. A sound just for him.
"Come on now. Don't wait for him to bleed out. That's cruel, Skull."
Finally Skull lurched forward, uncontrolled, to cut right across the pigs throat. Far deeper than he needed to.
This cut wasn't clean either. More blood ran down their joined hands. The only thing left to hear in the room were Skulls choked off sobs and the steady drip of blood on the stone floor.
Reborn immediately pulled him close again and pressed small kisses into what he could reach of his face and neck. The knife slid out of Skulls hand, clattering against the floor while his hand fell back to his side. Still held by Reborn.
It took a particularly hard kiss, more of a nip, to the area under his ear for Skull to react for the first time since he stopped sobbing. "Whah- Senpai. Do we really need to do this now?"
"Does this not feel good, lackey?" He kept his tone deliberately innocent. The mafia was not a place for morals. And this would be a far more pleasurable way of getting over some of those than certain other strategies he could name.
"That's not it. But why here? Ah-" While Skull was talking, Reborn let his hand wander upwards and started to pull at pierced nipples. In tandem with that, he ground his hips forward again. Groaning before chuckling at the goose bumps he could see on his clouds neck.
"I don't think you want me to stop." He let go of Skulls nipples and ground the heel of his clean palm against his slowly hardening cock.
Skull tried to curl in on himself to escape the sensation but was stopped by Reborns arm across his stomach. It was impossible to miss Skull groan of disappointment that Reborn had to take his hand off of his cock to do so.
"See, that does not sound like you don't want this."
"Alright, alright. Please." The embarrassment was clear in his voice. More tears likely gathering in his eyes.
"Ask me properly, lackey."
"Please Senpai. I don't know what you want me to say. Just- Please. I need you." Skull sobbed, trying to grind back against him.
Reborn had an idea, a mean one, even he could recognize that. But Skull would look so pretty afterwards, all teary eyed and shivering, desperate for any sort of comfort. He always was when they pushed him just a bit too far over the edge. That was convincing enough for him.
So he let go of the bloody wrist and used the hand to pull down Skulls zipper to free his cock. The bloody fingerprints disappeared right into the dark fabric. Easy enough for his sweet cloud to ignore. What he couldn't ignore was Reborn putting his wet hand right on his cock, circling it with his fingers.
"Senpai what-" Confused, Skull looked down. "No, no, no, no. Don't- I don't. Can't you use your other hand?"
Reborn stayed calm in the face of his clouds panic, grabbing the flailing arms and pinned them to his side. He delivered a teasing stroke to the cock in his hand, smearing more red on it.
Interestingly, Skull hadn't softened at all, despite his panic.
"Always with your demands, lackey. It can't be that horrible if you're still hard." Circling his fingers around the tip of Skulls cock gave him another delightful shiver and a bitten back moan.
"That's a natural reaction. Ah- stop that. Senpai, please." Reborn did not, in fact, stop smearing the beads of pre across Skulls length. " I'll do whatever you want. Without arguing! Just, please, I don't want this."
"Without arguing? You're arguing quite a bit right now. And I do happen to want this. So stop complaining." It would not be the first time he forced Skull into what was best for him. He really was lucky that Reborn was ever so merciful.
Another rub around his tip had Skull throw his head back onto Reborns shoulder, baring his neck to greedy lips. He latched onto the offered skin immediately. Small bites soothed by a hot tongue had Skull whining with arousal and confusion.
"Come on." He nipped at Skulls ear. Another moan. "What's the hangup? You were so good for me before."
"Ngh- I was?"
"Of course. You can be such a good boy if you put in the effort. Why stop now?" He kept his voice low and soothing, using one hand to trace small circles over the sharp jut of Skulls hip bone. Nips and bites switched to open mouthed kisses.
"You aren't trying to make fun of me doing this?" Skulls voice was small. Reborn was barely able to hear it even with how close the two of them were pressed together.
"No, pretty boy. I'm not. Promise. Why don't you turn around for me?" He grabbed at Skulls hip to turn him when he hesitated.
The turn mostly got Reborn a face full of soft, purple hair. He used his bloody hand to grip Skulls chin, digging his nails into the soft skin again to pull his head upwards to get a look at his face.
Oh the tears in his eyes.
Tears weren't an unusual thing for Skull. But these weren't his usual dramatics, but actual tears. Silently gathering at the corners of his pretty eyes and cutting dark streaks across his pale cheeks as they fell. Reborn wanted to lick them of him. Would do it too, if it wouldn't get him a tongue full of make up. Honestly, Reborn hadn't done all that much and Skull looked ruined beyond believe. This felt like a victory.
He caught one of the tears with his thumb as it fell and rubbed it across his fingers, mixing it with the blood already on it. All watched by beautiful but wary eyes.
"How could I make fun of you? Did you not feel what you do to me?" Just to really drive his point home did he grab Skulls equally bloody hand and put it against the bulge in his own pants.
Skull looked up at him, baffled. Then he licked his lips with a quick, darting tongue.
He would be getting a kiss today. Reborn would make sure of it.
"You feel that?" Skull nodded dumbly and Reborn used the little break to grind against the heel of his palm. The pressure felt amazing. "This is because of you. I just want both of us to feel good, don't you?"
"Yes, Senpai. It's just- The blood-"
"Nobody needs to know. It can be our little secret."
A deep breath in. Then out. Skull seemed to have come to a decision. The right decision. "All right. If nobody will know."
"I promise, sweetheart." And oh, he liked having front row seats to Skulls bashfulness rearing it's head. His blush might not show on his face all that much, but his neck turned red even without all the pretty bruises he left already.
Deciding to have mercy for a little longer he used his own hands to pull his cock out. Then he took Skulls hand in his again. One last push. "We're going to need a bit more fluid than this. Think you could use your Flames?"
Skulls head shot up, "What the fuck?"
"What? We'll need lube. I don't have any with me, neither do you. Blood works as good as anything." Well, not quite. But that wasn't what this was about.
"Saliva exists, Senpai."
"How is that any less gross than blood?"
"Oh for- All right, be like that. But don't you dare use this against me later." Did Skull know that his glare was adorable? Likely not. And Reborn wouldn't tell him. It wouldn't do for him to stop doing it to be petty.
"Promise. Now hurry. This is getting uncomfortable."
Another glare and then Skulls Flames, which were always wavering in he space between them, a habit they hadn't managed to break yet, sharpened. The hitch in Reborns breath wasn't pleasure, at least not just. Then he felt more liquid drip between their locked fingers. Pretty, red lines running down their forearms and staining his shirt.
Cell propagation. The most dangerous thing a cloud could do. And his did it like it was as easy and as necessary as breathing.
"Amazing." He could not help himself. And it wasn't like Skull would understand what part he was praising exactly.
"Shut up. And continue. Blood dries quickly." He laughed again. His cloud was truly perfect.
Reborn pulled them close at the hip again, pressing their cocks together. Another deep groan, this time from him. Skull whined low in his throat. Then he moved their joined hands to their cocks, his larger hand halfway on top of Skulls smaller one.
He set for a quick but steady movement, done with waiting for his release. It did not take long for Skull to go weak in the knees. The only thing that held him up was the arm that Reborn had on his hip that pressed them even closer together.
Small moans and gasps spilled from Skulls lips. Reborn forced himself to be quite. He did not want to miss a single sound.
But Skull deserved to know that he was doing good, didn't he? So he started talking again. "Such a good boy. So sweet and obedient for me, right? You ah- did such a good job. I'm so proud."
At that Skull nuzzled his head into Reborns neck to hide tiny, chocking, sobbing breaths.
Reborn used the opportunity to grab at the soft strands of hair at the base of Skulls skull, pulling at them with sharp little motions that had Skull gasping and moaning louder than before. Reborns sharper bites had him writhing. Rolling his hips up into their joined fist in a way that rubbed against Reborns cock enough that he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Luckily Skull wasn't either, judging by his sounds.
He pulled at Skulls hair again. Higher up and harder to pull his head back. He had to see Skulls expression when coming. It might as well be his right to see.
Skulls make up was patchy in places. The dark colour from his eyes and lips smeared all over his face.
Reborn growled. "Look at you. So pretty, perfectly ruined. Just for me. My sweet, pretty little cloud."
He pulled again, dragging Skulls head back farther. "Ngh"
"Come on. Say it. You're mine. My sweet little cloud. You did so good today. Just give me this, then you can come."
He pressed his mouth to the junction of Skulls neck. Not biting at the muscle yet, but worrying the skin with his teeth.
He circled his fingers around both their tips. Skull wailed, louder than he should but oh well.
Then Skull started begging. "Yours. Yours, I promise. Please, please let me come. I need it, needs you. Please, pleaaah-"
At that, Reborn finally dug his teeth into the pale skin in front of him, not quite breaking skin. Skull didn't notice. Too busy shrieking and finally, finally coming all over their joined fingers.
Reborn pulled back quickly enough to see the tail end of his expression before his own gaze grew shaky and he released with a long exhale.
For a moment they just breathed. Faces close enough together that their noses touched. Neither of them cared. He couldn't resist pressing his lips against Skulls now.
Their kiss was a soft little thing. Reborns tongue flicked against Skulls lips but did not dart between them. A small, shared comfort.
In between more small kisses Reborn dressed them again. Quickly cleaning them as best he could before buttoning their pants again. Then he pulled Skulls shirt straight. Only somewhat hiding the result of that last, vicious bite.
Eventually Skull had settled back into his skin as well and the two fully separated. Only two of Reborns fingers around Skulls wrist remained.
"Was that so bad?" He could not stop himself from smirking.
"Shut up! You know it wasn't!" Skulls voice grew louder. Slowly settling back into his usual performance. Reborn did not have it in himself to hate Skull for it in this moment.
"Come on. Let's find a place to clean up. I saw a restaurant on the way here I've been wanting to try."
"As long as you don't make me pay for you." Skull grumbled.
"Not today."
As Skull walked out in front of him, he did not pay the cooling body of his first victim anymore mind. Perfect.