Questionable Bonds (Private 18+)

[ZX-MetalMonster]

 

 

Full Name: Zachary Ellet

 

Age: 21

 

Personality: Though he's become less timid as he's grown, Zachary has a tendency to turn quiet and even shy when faced with brazen behavior that he doesn't know how else to counter. It's not uncommon for him to loose his patience but fortunately for whoever aggravates him, his outbursts are not severe and most often result in him storming out of the room and nothing more. It's a simple task to amuse him and he sometimes has trouble keeping a silly grin off his face or not bursting into laughter.

 

Appearance: Taller than most men his age, with pale skin and a defined, muscular build, Zachary is what one would define as handsome even despite his somewhat feminine features and habit to pout. While still a young child he was short and somewhat scrawny, his face and neck always covered in bruises, however this changed in his late teens when he developed a more masculine and sturdy structure. After he was spared of the continual beatings he'd once suffered only old scars were left on one side of his face and despite the markings being subtle he started to grow out his hair to hide the worst of them. His eyes are a chestnut brown and hair black with a burgundy tint.

 

Other: He has impressive pain tolerance; Has a license but is a bad driver; Tends to show up late to most events and has trouble dividing his time among his responsibilities; He is uncomfortable with being touched, as having someone's hands on his body would make him nervous and unsure of himself, while a touch to his face or neck would remind him of his scars

 

 

 

Evening fell on the city and Zach ventured out, his eyes darted along the streets and peered into dark allies in search of suspicious men but he convinced himself he wasn't looking for trouble and was only out for a stroll. He liked to think the city was full of people up to no good, be that minor crimes or large scale operations, and he only happened to sometimes be in a position to intervene. It was fortunate that only a few people knew he did these things because he was aware this explanation wasn't enough for anyone but himself.

 

The walk was convincingly leisurely at the beginning, he passed by popular locations along a route he'd become accustomed to when patrolling the area, however when the sun set and it became dark he drifted closer to places where he knew something was likely to happen. He'd heard rumor but had also been advised not to be nosy on this occasion, he'd meant to head the warning and did a good job of it for a few days but now his patience was running short.

 

Careful of his surroundings, Zach approached a warehouse, the only building in the area that was light and busy at that hour. The site was far away from houses and residential buildings or any shop or store, no one passed by and the only sound came from inside the warehouse itself.

 

For the time being, Zach was only interested in observing and deciphering what was going on in this place and to that end he climbed onto the roof of a near by construct. There was little he could see through the narrow windows but soon a group of men walked out and lingered by one of the doors. From a distance, Zach couldn't make out what they were talking about among themselves, but with light from inside illuminating them, he recognized their faces. His wide eyed expression gave away his panic when he put together why he had been banned from looking into this business and he realized who's men he was observing.

 

Running across the roof and scrambling back to the street bellow, Zach paid close to no attention to how his steps echoed in the quiet night, he was only eager to escape and put himself far away from the warehouse and it's owner as soon a possible. His noisy descent didn't go unnoticed however. As he hurried to leave he caught a glimpse of the men he had been watching and two set off after him while the third alerted the entire neighborhood of his presence with a loud yell.

[Snoopycake]

 

Name: Casey (Cas) Gualtieri

Age: 24

Nationality: Italian

Height: 5ft 6

Weight: 57kg

Hair: Short, messy black hair that's longer at the front than the back.

Eyes: Bright orange.

Physical Description: Looks weak and delicate, however, is much stronger than he appears to be; making before fear him. People that do not know him, often judge him but he tries to use it to his advantage.

Extra: High cheekbones; Clean, cut jawline; plush lips.

Personality: Likes to toy and play with people's emotions that he finds interesting, although most of the time he’s cold-hearted and stoic. Has a sweet centre.

Likes: Weapons, Having control if someone lives or dies, Cute sweets which no one questions and the colour yellow.

Dislikes: People who cry, people that complain about petty problems, not being allowed to finish a job and dogs.

Fears: The ocean and spiders.

Occupation: A mix of being an information broker, gang leader, interrogator, arms dealer.

Bio: Growing up with his father, Cas’ mother died during childbirth; or so he was told. His father was in the Sicilian Mafia and after a while, due to his fathers love for him, he moved to the USA once he was 12. Being brought up in a violent environment, Casey didn’t ‘grow’ out of the lifestyle like his father had hoped; instead, he joined the New York City Mafia after his father once he was 16. After a couple of years in the mafia, Cas decided to move onto the more gang side instead of the clean cut organisation his father was in; he preferred it to be dirtier. Still being close to his father, Casey quickly moved up the ladder until he became the leader of America’s most notorious and dangerous gangs; doing other work on the side.

 

 

 

Stretching out onto the large, cold metal chair presented at the back of the warehouse, the orange-eyed man rolled his head to the side bored whilst he ignored the sobbing man at his feet. Running his tongue across his top teeth, the black haired boy let out a sigh causing the crying man to stop his monologue shortly; straightening his back as he leaned over to rest his head on his hand.

 

“Signor Abatangelo. Il vostro shitty piccola storia è noioso me. Non posso darvi una proroga del termine. Tre giorni di tempo per pagare il debito o i vostri figli saranno tagliati. Si potrebbe iniziare con la vendita di inutili vetture sportive.”

 

His reply earned a growl from the grovelling man at his knees, the gorgeous man gave him a smile as one of his men grabbed the back of his neck and slammed him into concrete on the floor of the warehouse.

 

“Di nuovo.”

 

“ … Vi ringrazio tanto master.”

 

“Buona cucciolo. Lasciare.”

 

Viewing the old man be lifted off the floor and thrown out of the building, kicking and screaming, Casey found himself flipping through and signing off documents; standing up from the uncomfortable chair to stretch his limbs.

 

Glancing up from his papers to look up toward the large man that quickly entered the room, the brightly coloured eyed man frowned causing the man to quickly justify himself.

 

“Spy.”

 

“Bring him to me immediately.”

 

“Yes, sir.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

With the two men right behind him and more soon to join the pursuit, Zach ran until he was out of breath and stuck, surrounded by building with no escape route left. The men were not kind when they caught up with him, with a few hits he was forced down on his knees despite not resisting and then searched for hidden weapons. He hadn't planned to do anything else than observe the location that night and even when expecting trouble he never carried lethal weapons. The only thing his captors found was a pocket knife and even that was pocketed.

 

Zack cursed at himself quietly when he was hauled up, angry with himself both for being careless enough to be caught and for coming to investigate the location after he'd been strictly forbidden from doing just that. The warning made perfect sense now that he knew who he would be forced to face, though he wished he'd been told the truth form the beginning.

 

He recognized many of the criminals gathered in the warehouse while being led to the back but he doubted any of them had even caught a glimpse of him before. The men pulling him along were careful to keep as much of the ongoing work out of his sight but by then Zach had already lost interest in knowing what they were up to and was only desperate to get out and run far away.

 

The two thugs halted and Zack stopped as well a step after, knowing he'd been delivered where he was wanted. His gaze was steady on the ground and head lowered in a desperate attempt to put off having to deal with the man he had avoided for years.

[Snoopycake]

Handing over the signed documents to the large man towards his right, the feminine looking man pulled on his jacket due to the cold breezes that flooded through the cracks in the warehouse. Pulling the pack of Malbro Reds out of the warm jackets pocket along with an engraved lighter, the brightly coloured eyed man placed the cigarette into his mouth; pausing and deciding not to light it.

 

Glancing towards the entrance as he voices and noises coming closer, the gorgeous mans facial expression visibly darkened whilst it fell across the not so foreign man being pulled towards him; a smirk sliding across his face.

 

Sitting back down in his metal seat, the small man waited patiently until his guest was placed on his knees at his feet; staring at the much larger mans submissive look about him whilst he stared at the floor.

 

Using the tip of his foot, the beautiful man lifted the brown eyed mans chin to meet his eyes; smiling brightly at the other man.

 

"Did you miss me? Or do you enjoy stalking me in your spare time?"

 

Taking the unlit cigarette out of his mouth, the gorgeous looking man forcefully opened the black haired mans mouth enough to place the fag in his mouth; using his right hand to light the cigarette.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Even when forced to his knees again in front of the familiar man Zach refused to move his gaze from the ground, fearing the sight of the male more than anything that could be done to him as punishment for appearing there. As his chin was forced up he resisted but only for a moment before relaxing, allowing the other to move him about as he liked. His eyes still drifted to the side and would study the blank space between them, never tempted to wonder to the man in front of him. He managed not to as much as catch a glimpse of the man's features that were well known to him.

 

At the words though, and the voice that carried them, Zach flinched and finally stepped out of the lifeless, submissive role he'd hoped to stay faithful to. It was plain to see the questions were meant to provoke him but he failed to realize it and his expression briefly gave away panic but also anger. He parted his lips to speak but had enough common sense to stop himself and rather than say anything only let out a small, almost painful sound.

 

When the other decided to pry his lips apart, Zach leaned back, moving away from the touch but ultimately stopped resisting this as well and played along with what was being done to him, seeing that it was the quickest way to have the man move his hands away. It occurred to him that the cigarette was an indirect kiss but he felt stupid for thinking about that when the point of this was most likely to ridicule him or something else unpleasant. He was thankful at least that he was accustomed enough to the taste not to cough, though he still disliked it.

[Snoopycake]

Smiling sweetly at the brown eyed man’s willingness to accept the cigarette, the feminine looking boy put the lighter away in his jacket pocket; using his now free hands to run his fingers through the other man’s hair. After a while of keeping the fag inside the other man’s mouth, the beautiful man carefully pulling the cigarette out; placing it into his own mouth.

 

Breathing in the dark grey smoke, the orange eyed man indicated to his men to pull the younger man forward; leaning in close whilst forcefully opening up his mouth again to directly blow the smoke into his mouth.

 

Pulling away from the almost kiss, the black haired man rested his forehead on the larger mans own; grinning slyly as he pulled the gun out from his pocket.

 

“Where is my thank you?”

 

Instantly bringing the gun up as swiftly slapping the brown eyed across the face with the hilt of the gun, the delicate looking man continued to smile; using the gun to turn his face towards him again before pressing it to his neck.

 

“After everything I had done for you? You disappear? I could have you killed for a little stunt like that.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Even though he was still hoping for his captor to stop toying with him, Zach was in small increments becoming less bothered by the hands that were coordinating his actions. He willed himself to be compliant and allowed his lips to be pried apart again without a struggle but as soon as the other man leaned in close his breathing hitched. Unintentionally, he took in the smoke and his eyes watered while he tried and failed not to cough. The smoke bothered him more than the gun that impacted with his skull right after but his breathing picked up from both. He was sure the hit would leave a mark and that he would still feel it a few days later even though it didn't hurt badly.

 

The man smacking him around and now holding him at gun point was a known criminal, one who Zach had kept a careful enough track of that he could list every illegal activity he'd been involved in. However, even with the knowledge of how dangerous this person was and with evidence that he could be badly hurt right in front of his eyes, Zach was convinced the older male wouldn't shoot him. He didn't even try to make sense of it but he wasn't afraid of the gun but only of the familiar presence that was so close after being far away for years.

 

-"I'm..." Zach started, voice quiet and hoarse from the coughing but paused and finally forced himself to stop glancing to the side and in stead meat the other man's gaze. "I'm sorry." Sorry that he'd sought this man out years ago, that he'd allowed them to be close, had been careless enough to have to face him again but not sorry that he'd run and staid hidden.

[Snoopycake]

Staring at the much larger man blankly whilst watching his reaction from his actions, the orange eyed man took another long drag from his cigarette before dropping it on the ground; putting out the ashes with his foot. Smiling sweetly down at the brown eyed man, the feminine looking boy continued to run his fingers through his hair; placing gun on the side of the table near him.

 

“What an interesting expression, hm?’

 

Leering towards the handsome man on his knees in front of him, the black haired beauty pressed their foreheads against his roughly; staring into the other mans eyes without blinking.

 

“Now. Whilst the apology was very cute, you now understand that you are mine, correct? That is how your going to pay off that large debt of yours to me, hm?”

 

Swiftly removing the flip knife from his back pocket, the delicate looking boy skilfully sliced a long cut along his left jaw; smirking as he watched the pure crimson liquid carefully roll down his chin and onto his knees below him.

 

“Red suits you.”

 

Ducking his head down to the brown eyed mans level, the beautiful looking man ran his tongue along the long cut; licking away at the wound like a feral cat.

 

“All mine, hm? What do you think of that, puppy?”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Zach again stiffened at the proximity and crude touch when the smaller man leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. After having found the man's bright eyes it was equally hard to look away and he watched him in stead while he talked. The dread of having been found hadn't yet dissipated though and with a blade brought to his face it was made worse.

 

The sting from sharpened steel moving across his skin could have been overcome but Zach made a grimace, looking outright pained and angry when he'd tried all along to be expressionless and passive. The knife had already started to leave its mark before he'd had a chance to move or turn away and he could only make a silent effort to calm himself and not think of how another scar had just been added to his face. He wouldn't have cared if the man had branded him in any other way and anywhere else, no mater how much more painfully and damaging it could had been.

 

Even furious at the cut, it didn't occur to Zach to hurt the smaller man. Feeling him clean away the blood made a bigger mess of his mind but in the end it all added up to him kneeling frozen in place, failing to even try to scramble away and he felt ashamed of himself.

-"Why do you want me? You know I won't be able to do anything bad for you." Zach made the observation and the defeat was easy to observe in his tone of voice. Slowly and reluctantly he turned his head to catch a glimpse of the other man's expression but it looked and felt more like he'd leaned into him.

[Snoopycake]

Feeling his smirk widen at the handsome mans new expression in front of him, the orange eyed man ran his finger carefully along the clean cut on his jaw; letting his other fingers dance along to the older decoration on his skin. After he searched the rest of his face, Casey allowed his fingers to reach his lips; pulling at the bottom part for effect.

 

“Now that’s an attractive expression. I wish you would display it more.”

 

Waving his hand ever so slightly at his men holding him down, the beautiful man watched them pull him away from his original position continuing to hold as usual.

 

Elegantly standing up from his uncomfortable metal chair, the delicate looking man carefully moved over to a large pot the other side of the industrial room where a small but violent fire was kept; wrapping his hands around the chosen long metal stick that was placed in the pot.

 

Pulling out the rod from the flames, the black haired beauty examined the marking at the end of the blacksmith marker; staring at his symbol.

 

Walking back over to his unwilling capture, the fragile looking man gently tapped at his own collarbone; examining as the men quickly ripped the brown eyed mans shirt enough so that the part of the body he wanted was exposed.

 

“Now puppy. Normally, you would be marked with the gangs symbol. The problem with that is that you belong to ME. Not the gang. So instead you will bare my symbol. Understand?”

 

Slowly hovering the blacksmith rod just below his collar bone, the brightly coloured eyed man quickly pushed the burning hot metal into the skin with a blank expression; holding it long enough that a vivid scar would occur.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Though annoyed at having the old scars disturbed by the young man's fingers, Zach caught himself interested in the teasing touch. A part of him was beginning to welcome it the more the other man insisted on keeping close. The contact proved to be short lived however and Zach struggled when he was prompted to scramble up to his feet, his body stiff after staying on his knees for so long. He still played along and allowed himself to be moved however the smaller man commanded but then the fire caught his attention and his mind caught up, worked out what would happen next.

 

Even with his track record of silently enduring plenty of beatings and much more than that, Zach started to panic at the idea of what the other had planned for him. His expression gave away disbelief and he tried to back away, struggling against the two men keeping him in place when their hold became an obstacle. There was no opportunity for him to escape though and the hot metal found it's way to its intended place on his chest. Zack cried out but quickly grit his teeth and shut himself up, groaning quietly through the pain in stead. His eyes closed and features set into a grimace but he had enough composure left to keep his head down and hide the expression.

 

When the brand parted from his skin he was greeted with the sigh of badly burnt flesh and he knew it would soon look worse if left untreated. He took deep breaths, his chest rising and falling without a sound but his eyes staid fixed on the symbol and he struggled with the fact that it was as permanent as the scars carved into his face.

-"What... what are you even doing?" He asked, voice barely audible but now harsh and outright angry as he was no longer willing to be as passive as before. He couldn't understand the other man's logic and wondered if he really expected him to become an obedient criminal just because of a mark that was forcefully placed on him. Before ever receiving an answer, Zach stepped forward and when he was tugged back tried to force his way ahead, now eager to just stand and speak to the smaller man unrestrained.

[Snoopycake]

Examining the various expressions that where displayed on the much larger man, the orange eyed man found a large smile form across his face; leaning in closer to watch the expression in more detail.

 

“Don’t struggle or complain. It will only get worse for you my sweet.”

 

Smiling at the brown eyed man being held in front of him, the gorgeous boy returned back to running his fingers along the other man’s scarred face; digging his nail a little into one of the oldest scares. Glancing up into the younger man’s eyes whilst he spoke, the feminine looking boy noticed his struggle; waving his hand a little to indicate his men to let go of the large man.

 

Running his fingers down his jawline towards his neck before reaching the angry mark on his collarbone, the black haired Italian rubbed his finger on the mark; practically purring at the symbol permanently. Bringing the access blood on his fingers from the bleeding mark to his lips, the delicate looking boy licked of the crimson liquid off whilst staring at the mark.

 

“Now puppy. Are you gonna be good and let me put a bag over your head or are we going to have to knock you out and drag you to the car.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Zach was losing his patience despite no longer being restrained, irked that all of his questions were being brushed aside. He failed to gather any hints as to what the other man ultimately wanted from him, and while he initially had faith that he wouldn't be killed or seriously hurt, that was no longer the case. It seemed the other had changed much more than he'd believed, or perhaps Zach had simply never known him well to begin with.

 

 

With the fire close by and weapons within reach if he could simply overpower one of the two guards, the best way to escape would had been to grab a hold of the smaller man and threaten him. Zach wasn't a criminal though, he wasn't capable of doing something as gruesome as torturing someone with fire and holding a gun to a persons head would had been an obviously empty threat coming from him. No matter how badly things turned out for him, he wouldn't be able to retaliate, especially not when he still cared for the man who was putting him through all of this.

 

Zach was silent for a long moment and looked to he side while he considered his options. Defeating the two men and escaping the room would had been simple but he knew how many more were present in the building and had no false hope that he could force his way past all of them. However, if he was awake for the trip, he could try to figure out where he is being taken and react and defend himself if things were to go south again.

Without raising his gaze to meet the beautiful man's eyes again, he breathed a deep sigh, stepped closer and lightly nodded his head, agreeing not to give him any trouble.

[Snoopycake]

Feeling his grin stretch as the brown haired man silently agreed to his proposition, the feminine looking took a step back from the other man as his men quickly pulled a bag around his head; using rope to secure it around his neck. With the air hole for the handsome man to breath out of being positioned so he couldn’t see, the orange eyed man walked off; out of the room and the warehouse towards the slick black vehicle.

 

Once positioned in the car, the pretty man took it upon himself to study the much larger man cluelessly positioned next to him; smirking as he leaned back in the leather seats.

 

Upon arriving to the desired destination, the gorgeous man made his way up to his penthouse; smiling as his men hide the kidnapped man from plain sight of the apartment employees.

 

It was only once the apartment door was locked shut that the bag was ripped off the scarred man’s head. Casey walked deeper into his luxury apartment; shrugging off his coat and jacket whilst passing it to one of his men.

 

Knowing that his men was pulling the captive man along behind him, the beautiful man paused at his living room bar to pour himself a whiskey from it’s crystal container; glancing over at the much larger man as he brought the glass to his lips.

 

“Let’s discuss your earlier question puppy. What do you want ME to do to you?”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

The moment his head was covered and he could no longer see, Zach tensed and grew deathly still until he was prompted to move. He frowned at being held and led crudely through the building again but that was to be expected, as was being placed in a car once outside. What he didn't know was where he was being taken and no matter how carefully he listened he failed to hear anything significant or pick up any clues. The drive was dull and passed without words being exchanged around him or anyone questioning him. He assumed the other man wouldn't have left him in someone else's care and assumed he was close by but couldn't confirm even that.

 

 

Directed indoors again, Zach inhaled a sharp breath at the distinct sound of a door being locked behind them but before panic could set in the bag was taken off and he was free to look for danger and found none. He was confused to discover he hadn't been taken to another shady facility but a much more welcoming place.

 

-"I want you to let me leave... but I doubt you'll do that." Zach muttered the last bit and lightly struggled against the men holding him in place simply to bring attention to his displeasure with still being restrained and dragged about. "Can they let go of me and back off already? I won't try anything."

[Snoopycake]

Laughing at the suggestion of letting him go, the feminine looking boy moved over to the plush love seat sofa; sitting down whilst crossing his legs. Continuing to sip at the dark brown liquid, the orange eyed man pondered the suggestion of letting him become unrestrained; glancing over at his men whilst waving a hand at them, signalling them to leave the room.

 

Waiting for the group of men to leave the large living room, the gorgeous looking man gently tapped the seating beside him; wanting the handsome man to be seated next to him on the small sofa.

 

“You want to leave? Has my kind hospitality not been enough?”

 

Finishing the small glass of whiskey, the beautiful man placed the crystal glass on the black marble coffee table beside him; staring at the brown-eyed man.

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Some of the tension bled out of Zach but his lips were still set in a miniature frown while he made his way across the room and seated himself beside the other man, again obedient because for the moment he saw no point in going against his wishes. After having dreaded meeting the small male again for so long it seemed wrong to voluntarily approach him but most of Zach's reluctance had been chipped away by then.

 

-"You haven't been very kind." He pointed out despite knowing he was only being played with. "Are you going to keep me here then? I thought you would want me to pay off the... favour from all those years ago? I don't see how I can do that here." It went without saying that Zach would likely refuse to carry out whatever job the other man could request as payment, but if he'd been sent out with a task it would have at least made sense, unlike the situation he found himself in instead. "Please, just tell me what you want from me... this isn't... funny? Interesting? Whatever you think it is."

[Snoopycake]

Smirking as the handsome man sat obediently beside him, the feminine looking boy slowly moved closest; ending up sliding across to position himself onto his lap comfortably. Tracing his fingers long the scars that where decorating a large portion of his face, the orange eyes glanced back the angry symbol freshly placed on his collar bone; leaning down to lick up any of the remaining blood that had not been dried off the wound.

 

“Mhm. That’s true, I cannot get you to do any jobs like that for now. However, I did have a small job in mind for you.”

 

Moving back up to play with the much larger man’s face, the beautiful man gently ran his long fingers through his hair before they moved towards his lips; his thumbs playing with the bottom one and pulling it down.

 

“It requires you to never leave the house unless I decide to take you on rare walks. Like a good puppy. This is because you belong to me. I did a big thing for you. And now I get to do what I want, when I want and where I want.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

With the beautiful young man positioned on his lap Zach felt awkward and insecure like a boy and not someone who would easily overpower the other if he tried. Unsure of what to do with his hands he kept them resting on either side of where he was seated and leaned back as much as the furniture allowed. The other man was too close for comfort and Zach doubted he would be able to get a single word out if he met his gaze so he looked to the side again, a blush obvious on his pale skin.

 

-"I don't like it when you do that." He muttered quietly and turned away from the hand that insisted on studying the scars that covered his face. "You... know why." He managed before hissing at the sensation of lips on his chest where the other man's symbol was still a fresh wound. The pain, though not severe, annoyed and caught him off guard but the way the small man cleaned away the blood excited him and in the end he was confused and unsure what he was feeling.

 

Any hope of gathering his thoughts was lost when the other man returned to exploring and started to toy with his lips. With him so close, the touch felt like the prelude to a kiss but Zach lacked the courage to lean even closer and make sure of it. He met the young man's gaze in stead and gave him a look that was almost pleading despite having just been declared his pet.

[Snoopycake]

Taking notes of the various reactions he received from the handsome man, the feminine looking boy licked his lips a little; practically purring at the almost pleading expression.

 

“You don’t like me touching your scares? Well I do. A lot.”

 

Leaning forward enough that his lips barely brushed against his cheek, the orange eyed man brought out his tonuge to replace the movement of his fingers; licking along the pattern of the scars.

 

After a few minutes of allowing himself to play with the scars that littered his face, the beautiful boy slowly pulled away; staring into the other man’s brown eyes.

 

Smirking a little as he gently pressed their foreheads together, the pretty boy didn’t break their eye contact; leaning in a little closer as if to kiss him.

 

“Kiss me.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

Zach's heart was pounding and though he made sure to stay quiet, his breathing was shaky and for a moment when the other man licked his lips he forgot about oxygen altogether. He didn't have enough coherent thought left to protest when the small male's tongue repeated the motions his fingers had previously performed. There was little for him to complain about in the first place though as the touch brought to mind things entirely different than past abuse and ugly scars.

 

His hand soon rested on the young man's body and moved slowly along his side until his fingers started to tangle in the fabric of his clothes. By then, Zach was only thinking how he must be insane to want this so badly even after everything that had happened both years ago and earlier that day but while he looked into the other man's eyes even that thought melted away and he obeyed easily when invited to kiss him.

 

Nervous, Zach nodded lightly and leaned into the smaller man, pressing their lips together firmly even though he was unsure if he was doing anything right.

[Snoopycake]

Practically purring as the younger man closed the space in between them, the beautiful looking man tilted his head a little to deepen the kiss; his long fingers slowly lifted to run along the column of his neck. Fluttering his eyes closed, the orange eyed man decided to lead the man into the kiss; tilting his head again to give him more access.

 

After a couple of moments, the pretty man slowly pulled away; licking at his lips as he did so. Blinking up at the brown-eyes man after opening his eyes, the gorgeous man found himself smirking; moving his fingers down to grip at his shoulders.

 

“You liked that reward puppy?”

 

Slipping off the innocent mans lap, the feminine looking boy walked over to his living room bar with the empty crystal glass in his hand; pouring himself another drink from the expensive glass.

 

“Would you do me a favour puppy? Ask the guard standing outside of the door to phone William and ask him to come to my room.”

[ZX-MetalMonster]

No longer thinking from the moment his lips met the other man's, Zach soon gripped the attractive body seated on top of him more firmly and gravitated closer. He knew he was being lead through the interaction but gladly followed the instructions, doing whatever he believed the other man wanted, eager to please him once the issues existing between them were swept aside for a moment.

 

When the other man broke the kiss it seemed too soon, however Zach allowed him to pull away and didn't demand more. He met his gaze again but rather than say anything or even smile, he waited in silence, expecting the other man to finally be straight forward, as opposed to toying with him, and make sense of everything that had happened. That was not what he received though and he couldn't help being disappointed.

 

Zach didn't question what the 'reward' was for, entirely uninterested and in stead frowned at the nickname that only now sounded insulting as opposed to playful.

When tasked with speaking to the guards his first thought was to point out he was only a prisoner and had no business delivering orders, however it then occurred to him how carrying out the task might turn out beneficial. If he spoke in place of their boss now, they would believe him more easily later in case he had to lie to escape the place.

 

With another obedient nod, he got up from his seat and headed out into the hallway where he repeated the smaller man's words in a monotone voice, returning a minute later only to linger by the door, now keeping his distance again.

[Snoopycake]

Feeling a smirk spread across his lips as he watched his new toy obey his request, the beautiful man sipped at the crystal glass; his eyes not leaving the door until the brown haired man returned. Carefully placing the delicate glassware back onto the bar counter, the feminine looking boy slowly walked over to the marked man; pressing his long fingers against his jaw once he was in reach. Studying the larger man for a little while, the black haired Italian pulled his fingers away; turning around as if it was an indication to follow.

 

“Let me show you to your room puppy.”

 

Making his way through the luxurious penthouse, the gorgeous man arrived at a large bedroom which contained a writing desk, bathroom, large windows and a wide screen television.

 

“Will this satisfy you my sweet? Any alterations and requests can be made. Of course the windows are impossible to open if you were interested at all.”

 

Moving to sit on top of the large memory foam mattress neatly made on the bed, the orange eyed man gently tapped at the space next to him; indicating again for him to sit next to him.

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Zach didn't know what he'd been hoping for. The older man wouldn't let him leave, he would keep him as a prisoner, just as he'd said. Guards were close by so Zach followed the other man but fell a few steps behind and kept his distance. The room he was led to was bigger than either the one he'd grown up in or what he could afford as an adult, however he wasn't impressed and didn't bother to even look around. No matter how spacious or luxurious, he expected this place was all he would see for days and he had nothing to look forward to there.

 

Rather than come closer and sit beside the beautiful young man, Zach staid by the door and after a moment sat down right there with his back against the wall. It might have looked silly but he felt defeated and wasn't up for dealing with more of the other man's confusing behavior.

 

-"I..." He faltered, unsure if he had enough will power left for the conversation he was going to bring up. "I didn't ask you to... do anything for me. If you think I need to repay you... or if it insulted you when I left, I will find a way to make it up to you. Just..." He paused and only now looked up at the person he was speaking to. "This is stupid, you're going to mess around with my head for a few days and then grow bored of me..."