Squalo walked down the halls of the Varia Headquarters, moping and depressed. For the last three weeks, Belphegor had been on a mission in Russia; Fran was nowhere to be found (probably with that Rokudo guy); Lussuria and Levi were locked tight behind their door and the last thing the swordsmith wanted was to know what they were doing. He could always go see what Xanxus was up to, but… that would mean he'd have to disturb him and there was no way he was going to receive a glass of expensive bourbon on the head. Again! The baseball brat was all the way in Japon on a mission. So he could not train with him.

So here he was, bored out of his mind, wondering the halls. He tried watching television, but Keeping up with the Kardashian was SOOOO not his thing! He couldn't understand the concept of the show. He tried reading, but he already read every book in his library and the others… Well let's just say that Bel had very interesting use for his books (Really, who uses books to doodle male genitals inside). He tried cleaning around the mansion, but everything was already proper; the maids really did a good job.

Squalo, out of desperation, took three bottles of bourbon and a deck of cards, and walked towards Xanxus's study. He knocked and waited for a while. Receiving no answer, he opened the door and saw nobody. The silver hair man walked in and looked around to see a door opened leading to the bathroom. Sounds of moaning could be heard.

«Did the idiot slipped and hurt himself? That's what happens when you drink too much this early in the mourning!» though Squalo with a smirk on his lips.

The swordsman walked towards the moaning to help his boss, until he heard something else… his name. Xanxus was moaning HIS name. Did Flame Wrath holder knew his right hand man had come in and was calling him for help. Squalo walked faster, maybe it was serious.

Squalo creaked the door opened and his eyes almost jumped out of their sockets. Xanxus, his old friend, his boss and his daily tormenter was pleasuring himself while calling his name!

Blushing like a madman, Squalo backed away and put the bottles and the deck of cards on the desk. He tried to calm his beating heart and the blushing creeping up on him. His breath accelerated and his hands started to shake. Could it be that Xanxus was interested in him? Like he was in him?

Squalo had, over the years, fallen head over heels for his boss with anger management. His very, very good looks, his strong personality, his determination, his humor, his bad temper, his rudeness… Everything about him, good or bad, was making him crazy! He had spent the last three years dreaming of naughty scenarios in his mind at night. Could it be that Xanxus also had naughty dreams about him?

-What are you doing here, trash? Asked a gruff voice with arrogance.

-I… hum… stuttered Squalo as he spun around and looked at Xanxus who looked surprised and a bit frustrated.

After a better look, Squalo noticed that Xanxus's hair was uncombed, his cheeks a bit red and his pants had a little tent in them. It must have been hard for him to put his pants back on with his massive erection.

The swordsman simply stayed in place, gaping like a fish out of water. He was still shocked from the sight from two minutes ago. Xanxus smirk at his lieutenant's state and slowly, seductively walked towards the silver haired man.

Squalo, on the other hand, couldn't even breathe; his blush kept darkening and his heart was pounding so fast and hard, he was afraid Xanxus could hear it. He almost jumped out of his skin when the raven haired man gently placed his hand on his cheek and ran his thumb against his silk like skin.

-I love the smoothness of your skin, Squalo… purred Xanxus as he licked his lips.

-Xan… Xanxus… breathed out Squalo lost in his partner's red blood eyes; his heart was beating like a drum.

The sky flame holder slid his free hand behind his partner's back and pulled the swordsman roughly against his body. The heat and the closeness nearly drove Squalo insane; all he wanted was to taste his boss's lips. He wanted to feel Xanxus's skin under his hand; he wanted to taste the salty taste of the man's skin and the see the man in all his famous glory…

Knowing what the man in front of him wanted, Xanxus (finally) crashed his lips against Squalo's and smirked into the kiss when he heard the shark moan. It went straight to his very painfully constricted groin. Squalo finally broke out of his trance and slid his hands on Xanxus's broad and muscular shoulders and his smooth, dark hair.

Both men broke the kiss when air because none existent. Xanxus gently took the silver man's hand and dragged him towards his connecting bedroom. Words were useless in this situation; looks and actions spoked much more and were far more meaningful.

Before Squalo knew what was going on, he was on his back onto the bed. Xanxus on top of him and kissing, sucking, biting, teasing the very erogenous spot in Squalo's neck, right under his ear, all the while running his hands over the other man's body. Squalo moaned, sighed, squirmed under his lover's touch and lips.

-Xan… Xanxus… Oh God! Don't stop… Please… begged the shark, too far out in the pleasure given into him.

Xanxus smiled devilishly as Squalo begged for more. Oh! How he loved to hear this prideful man beg; it was so much better than hearing him yell his signature «Voi!». Xanxus pulled away his lover and took a good look at his work, and he liked it. Eyes glazed over; red swollen lips; hair spread all over the pillows; a light blush running across his cheeks and a labored breath… Truly, Squalo was too sexy for his own good.

-Patience, Squalo. I'll give you what you want, but first I need to take off these clothes that are obviously getting in the way for what I have in mind. Whispered Xanxus, before excruciatingly slowly unbuttoning every, single button of the silver man's coat.

Too excited to wait, Squalo took his coat and his shirt off, then proceeded to throw away Xanxus's coat off his shoulders and ripped open his shirt. Not wanting for the man on top of him to place a word, Squalo started to lick the smooth skin with a moan; which only made the man sighed in pure pleasure. Oh! How long Xanxus had waited for this to happen…

-A little impatient, aren't you? Asked Xanxus with a smirk.

-It's your fault… You're the one who put me in this situation! Now you have to pay the price for it! Whispered the swordsman with lust clouding his voice as he unbutton his partner's pants and took out his throbbing member.

Xanxus's breath hitched as the man in his bed started to gently move his hand up and down his member. Squalo ran his thumb against the taller man's slit and, acting on an impulse, he gave a tentative lick. Seeing as Xanxus bit his lips and as pre-cum leaked from the tip, Squalo thought that maybe it could be fun to see his boss lost in pleasure.

Squalo licked, sucked and hummed around his new lover's very smooth and beautiful member. There was no denying it, Squalo had a bit too much pride, but he did not believe this to be degrading or embarrassing. He saw his blowjob as a way to gain power on a man who controlled pretty much everything. He could push the mighty Xanxus into his last line of defense. It was empowering and he loved having some power.

-Ah… Oh… Ngn… Squ… Where… Where did you learn… t-to b-be so good… at this..? asked Xanxus as he held the blankets beneath him to keep a grip on reality. Not… with some… other trash… did you?

-My, my… Jealous, much? Rest assured, I would never do something like this for any other man! I… may have bought a book on how to… hum… pleasure a man… blushed Squalo.

-Well you learn… your… ahh… lessons…

Squalo took once more his lover's member and gently played with Xanxus's testacies, making him moans and pants. Feeling the member in his mouth twitch, Squalo knew the man over him was close. So to make things go faster, he sucked even harder and faster. Before, either any of them knew it; Xanxus came hard into his shark's mouth. Swallowing everything and moaned in pleasure.

Xanxus pushed Squalo on his back; took off his and his lover's clothes off and claimed his shark's lips. Slightly tasting himself, Xanxus groaned (he didn't mind tasting Squalo's semen. He actually dreamt about it. However, he didn't like any other). Squalo paid no mind as he melted into the kiss.

Their hands roaming each other's body; mouths tasting and leaving hickeys along their paths; moans, cries and pants filled the rooms. Xanxus presented three fingers to Squalo who took them in with pleasure. The swordsman loved the way his lover's eyes clouded over with lust as he sucked with sensuality.

-Squalo… Please… Stop being so… Sexy! If you keep this up, I may take you without any preparation! Said Xanxus in a very low and dark voice.

In response, Squalo only sucked harder and ran his tongue across the fingers. Feeling his resolve weakening, Xanxus took his fingers out and gently inserted one the Squalo's paradise entrance. The shark inhaled sharply and grabbed the sheet as hard as he could.

-Are you alright? Asked Xanxus, worried he had gone too fast.

-Yeah… Just a bit painful and really, really weird, but I'm alright! He answered with a blush spreading across his face.

Moving in and out only made things worse for the shark, so Xanxus took his finger out and grabbed a bottle of lotion for hands and coated his fingers with it. He reinserted his finger and brought shivers down his lover's spine. The movements were far less painful with proper lubrication and the smell of oranges from the lotion only made the shark's head spin in lust. Xanxus inserted a second finger, drawing out a moan of pain and discomfort from the other man. A few movements, a few scissoring later and Squalo was panting and moaning like a wanton whore; which brought a devilish smile of pleasure to the dark haired man.

Suddenly, Squalo cries out and his walls constricted against Xanxus's fingers. The man smirked and stabbed with a bit more force Squalo's prostate.

-Oh… Ngn… M-more… Ah… P-please… I… moaned Squalo as Xanxus entered a third finger.

The shark could not even have a thought run through his head as he was too lost in pleasure. Xanxus took out his fingers, which brought a moan of frustration to Squalo's lips, and positioned himself at his lover's entrance. A flash of doubt clouded the rain guardian which did not go unnoticed to the sky ring holder. Placing a gentle kiss on his lover's lips, Xanxus press into the heat waiting for him.

-Stop… Just… Go in one shot. Said Squalo, slightly trembling from anticipation.

-But… I…

-JUST GO ALREADY! VOI! I CAN TAKE IT! I'M NOT MADE OUT OF PORCELAIN! Yelled Squalo, frustrated.

Seeing as Xanxus would be a terrible lover if he did not grant his lover's wish; the dark haired man thrusted in one shot into his lover's thigh heat. Crying in out in pain, Squalo planted his nails into Xanxus derrière and bit his lower lips. Using every ounce of his self-control, Xanxus (somehow) managed to keep himself from cuming from the heat, the tightness and the nails scratching his ass.

He remained still, waiting for his partner to adjust; slowly masturbating Squalo's limp member back to life, in an effort to take his mind off the pain. Slowly and surely, the pain dulled away to become a mild inconvenience.

-It's ok… You can move. Whispered Squalo, holding his lover in his arms.

Not waiting to be told a second time, Xanxus moved gently in and out, trying to find Squalo's prostate. The man with silver hair started to moan and sighed gently until… Xanxus hit that little spot inside of him that made him crazy. Squalo scratched his lover's behind once more in utter pleasure, this time.

-Oh, hell! Baby, if you keep this up… I won't last very long! Said Xanxus as he pounded into his lover, drawing out a cry of bliss from Squalo.

The rhythm of Xanxus's accelerated; he pounded with precision and force. The sensation invaded Squalo.s every senses. His sight was occupied by his lover's face; by his lover's sharp nose, his red eyes darken by lust, by his red swollen lips from all the kisses. His earing only registering the sounds on their moans cries and sighed. Sounds only made by lovers, sounds only made by those who were making passionate love. His nose could not smell anything else but the smell of sweat, sex and Xanxus personal odor; a scent that drove the swordsman crazy. His sense of touch was centered only by his feel of Xanxus's smooth and hot skin. His sense of taste was overruled by the taste of Xanxus's taste, by the taste of blood (he had bitten his lips from the pain of being entered), by the taste of Xanxus's sweat and kisses.

The pleasure between the two master assassins grew and grew and grew, until it could not be contained anymore… Xanxus pulled out from the heat of his lover; bringing a frustrated moan from the man below.

-What the hell? I was so close! Yelled Squalo, red from anger.

Xanxus didn't listen to his lover's complaint; he turned Squalo on his stomach and lifted his behind in the air. Squalo blushed as red as a tomato, but said nothing. Xanxus waited for a second, to make his lover grow a bit more impatient, and then, when Squalo could not wait any longer, Xanxus slammed into the thigh heat and cried in surprised and pleasure. Squalo almost came at that very moment. The thrusts were far more powerful; which could only described as purely amazing.

-Han... Oh… Yes… More… Ngn… Xanxus, please… I… I'm almost there..! I… Ahh… cried Squalo as waves of pleasure came crashing down upon him.

Squalo came hard upon the white blankets; his body constricting the muscles; which brought the dark haired man to his completion as he came hard against his lover's prostate. The two men collapsed and neither of them said a thing. Xanxus slowly pulled out of his lover and took him in his arms. Squalo could not do anything else than to cuddle with his lover and fall into a deep slumber, soon followed by the man who had captured his heart.