Birthday

It's hard for me to say what's right
When all I wanna do is wrong

Prince - Get off


There was only one rule about Xanxus' birthdays: this one had to be better than previous.

Squalo wasn't sure how last year's midget circus could be topped, but Xanxus' answer seemed to be "with more booze". And the Varia leader didn't skimp with expenses, whiskey was Scotch and old and the glasses were Venetian and finest crystal. Rule was, once you finished drinking from it, the container was to be destroyed - and by the end of the night most of them were bleeding from broken glass scattered everywhere.

Squalo was happy Mammon wasn't projecting his illusions to everyone else anymore. One suggestion from Xanxus to use him as the ball for a nightly basketball game had been enough, and the arcobaleno had retreated to his own little world and was currently hovering upside-down somewhere near the ceiling humming to himself. Levi had had the sense to pass out on the sofa where Lussuria was unhurriedly undressing him, but the sun guardian was so intoxicated himself Squalo wasn't sure if he'd be able to get far - he kept stopping and fixing his glasses that he didn't have anymore after having been kicked in the face by Squalo earlier on.

But it was Belphegor that really pissed him off. The little prissy prince had gone mad when he had first started bleeding from crawling on the broken glass on the floor and hadn't stopped until Levi had sat on him and Xanxus has poured enough Scotch in him to make him vomit. After that the kid had become docile, more so than Squalo had ever seen him - but he also clung on to Xanxus' leg while the boss was sitting on his throne playing with his guns. Truth was, Bel was far closer to the crown jewels than Squalo was comfortable with, and it annoyed him that the boss was so nonchalant about it.

Suddenly the bottle in Squalo's hand exploded into million pieces with a loud bang. It took him a few confused moments to understand what had happened, and he cursed the dripping liqueur that was undoubtedly ruining his leather pants. Xanxus looked amused for a change and having gotten Squalo's attention he slowly and deliberately poked Bel's cheek with the barrel of his still smoking gun. The prince had been dozing off and now jerked upright - and as he lifted his chin as to peer at Xanxus from under his bangs Xanxus pushed the barrel between the boy's lips. Instinctively Bel tried to retreat but as soon as he realized what was happening the grin appeared on his face and with a lewd gesture Squalo was supposed to see he slid his tongue along the barrel and began to suck it in the most provocative manner.

Squalo scowled and let out an annoyed grunt but Xanxus grinned again and lifted his other gun and aimed it at Squalo's head. Squalo froze - Xanxus was in a dangerous mood and little inhibitions he normally had were totally gone, but Squalo didn't have time to think further than that before Xanxus had already pulled the trigger and bullet wheezed past his ear and burrowed to the back of his chair sending splinters flying all around his head. Squalo cursed and ducked wiping blood off his cheek, next bullet coming even closer and he dived to the floor amongst the broken glass bullets flying around him.

Then Xanxus laughed, and when there didn't appear to be any more shots Squalo lifted his head, his heart beating fast and his head spinning.

"Fucking trash," Xanxus said. "Come and suck my cock already!"

Squalo didn't need much encouragement having thought about nothing else for the most of the night. Broken glass under his feet crunched as he stumbled towards Xanxus who still had his gun pointed towards him. Squalo could smell the leather as he knelt between Xanxus' legs, shoving Bel further away - the boy was still sucking on Xanxus' other gun, and when the boss fingered the trigger Bel was positively shaking with excitement and slowly humping Xanxus' leg, obviously getting turned on by the apparent danger.

As Squalo fumbled to get Xanxus' cock out of his pants the Varia boss slowly brought the barrel of his gun to Squalo's temple. Squalo's heart skipped a beat and he wasn't quite sure what his boss had in mind, but the only thing he really cared about was the divine hard cock in front of him and he sank it into his mouth eliciting a slow groan from Xanxus. As he started sucking it Squalo was aware that Bel had stopped what he was doing and had turned to look at the real thing. Then the boy pressed close again, his excited breath wheezing at Squalo's ear as he licked the blood off Squalo's cheek.

"You should fuck me next," he exclaimed but Xanxus growled.
"You should not think you can give me orders, shithead..." he said as he pressed Squalo's head down almost making him gag.

Squalo tried to elbow Bel further away again but the little dickhead was persistent, trying to get to suck the boss' cock, licking at the shaft as Squalo's head bobbed on it. Xanxus didn't seem to mind a little competition, watching his two subordinates jostling for his cock - yet Squalo knew that if he'd lose the battle Xanxus would fuck the boy instead of him, just because he wouldn't tolerate any sign of weakness. Squalo wasn't disillusioned enough to think that he was the boss' favorite because of his sunny personality - he knew it was because he was the strongest, and it turned the boss on that much more to be able to fuck the sword emperor's ass.

Squalo wrapped his fingers around the base of Xanxus' cock, denying Bel any contact and for few moments Bel licked and nipped his fingers before giving an annoyed sigh. The boy slid under him and Xanxus spread his legs and slid down on his seat to give both of the men better access to himself, and Bel was now licking and sucking Xanxus' balls while Squalo was deepthroating his cock. Xanxus stared at him with his red eyes his eyelids heavy with lust and booze, his other hand in Squalo's hair, the other one still holding the gun dripping with Bel's saliva.

"Mhm... enough..." he said finally, and Squalo looked up at him letting the cock slide out of his mouth, waiting for the next command. "Ride me..."

Command was followed by the hand pulling him up by the hair, and Squalo scrambled to get out of his pants while kicking Bel down. Quickly he slid into Xanxus' lap, leaned his head on Xanxus' neck as he lifted is hips - Xanxus was holding his cock, helping Squalo to guide himself in position. When Squalo started slowly sinking down to Xanxus' cock he caught sight of Bel, watching them, now his face in a nasty grimace. Then Xanxus grabbed his hips impatient and just pushed him down all the way in one go.

Booze took away the edge of it, but the pain still made Squalo groan out loud. He sunk his teeth to Xanxus' shoulder, feeling the cock inside him pulse and Xanxus' nails digging into his hips as the man lifted him and slammed back in. Squalo bit him harder, tasting the blood and both men were groaning in pain and in lust, few more thrusts and Squalo couldn't delay his own pleasure anymore now taking hold of his own cock.

Suddenly Bel was back, licking on Xanxus' neck and smelling the blood he was grinning like crazy.

"Boss..." he whispered hoarsely. "Fuck me instead..."
"Shut up, fucker..." Xanxus groaned, but didn't make a move to drive the prince away.
"Boss..." Bel repeated again and his lips traveled up to Xanxus' jawline.

Squalo thought about pushing the boy away, but jerking his own cock felt far too good for him to let go of it, and he couldn't help thinking that maybe for once the boss should deal with the brat. If Bel tried kissing Xanxus the boss would probably kill the boy then and there, but even Bel wasn't that stupid.

"Bend over..." Xanxus finally growled and Bel was falling over himself obeying, bending over on the arm of the throne.

Xanxus let Squalo be for few moments and the rain guardian leaned lightly on Xanxus' shoulder slowly stroking himself, enjoying the hardness inside him. Xanxus took one of his guns again and slid the barrel down Bel's back and then abruptly between his cheeks - before Bel had time to fully realize what he was after Xanxus had pushed the barrel in and Bel let out a scream. Xanxus didn't care, he pushed the unforgiving steel even deeper inside the storm boy and Bel's breathing came in ragged pants as he was struggling to stay still.

"Move" Xanxus simply said, and Squalo wasn't sure who the command was meant for, but he started moving, as did Bel.

Xanxus' other hand was on his hip as he rose to his knees and then slowly came down again, relishing the almost painful sensation of being filled up so completely. At the same time he could see from the corner of his eye Bel starting to fuck himself into Xanxus' gun. Xanxus let Squalo set the slow speed for a moment before growing impatient again. He grabbed Squalo's hair hanging down on him like a curtain and pulled roughly.

"Faster, trash!" he grunted and Squalo had to use both of his hands leaning on Xanxus to get enough leverage to increase his speed.

Based on the low excited sounds Bel was making somewhere next to him it seemed like he had followed the command too, but Squalo couldn't concentrate on anything else than Xanxus. The man let go of his hair and wrapped his fingers around Squalo's cock, so rough but so good, and Squalo mewled and suckled on Xanxus' neck, his ear, but resisted the urge to go for his lips.

The hand stroking him felt so heavenly Squalo was ready to cum within seconds but he knew the rules - no one could cum before the boss so he clamped down on the cock inside him and bucked his hips. Xanxus was panting now too, his breathing heavy on Squalo's neck and Squalo pressed down again, deep, moaning as Xanxus' cock forced him open. One more time, slamming down and Xanxus started cumming, biting down on Squalo's shoulder and the pain and the hard squeeze from the boss' hand sent him over the edge too.

Squalo slumped exhausted on Xanxus' lap and when he closed his eyes the room started spinning again. He was brought out of it by Bel who was whining next to them - Xanxus had withdrawn his gun but the storm guardian was still sporting a hard-on that he was rubbing against Xanxus' side.

"Fucking take care of it yourself!" Squalo snapped and shoved Bel, but the prince didn't allow it, just glued himself even tighter to Xanxus' side.

"Boss..." he moaned and started furiously jerking himself off.

Xanxus ignored the boy, his face buried in Squalo's hair. Squalo suddenly felt something warm on his hand and Bel's little squeal confirmed that the shithead had just had the nerve to ejaculate on him.

"Ewww... what the fuck..." he breathed while wiping his hand on Bel's shirt, then giving him another sharp shove.

Suddenly Xanxus was moving, first lazily - then he pushed Squalo off his lap and Bel aside and rose shakily to his feet. Squalo cursed the broken glass on the floor, without his leather pants he had glass piercing his skin everywhere, but Xanxus who was lightly swaying on his feet tucked himself in and reached for his guns again. This time his target was the large white marble fireplace and the mirror above it - the shots woke up Lussuria who had indeed fallen asleep on Levi and even Mammon hovered closer.

"Come on trash!" Xanxus shouted as the pieces of marble flew all around them. "You're all in for another round of drinks, you fucking lightweights!"

As Squalo wiped broken glass of his thighs and pulled his pants back on, Xanxus was already taking out more bottles from yet another case.

It was going to be a long night.