Your Majesty

Your Majesty

Mago stood there waiting for Mickey to finally pull the sweater off but that didn’t come making the younger to groan in annoyance and scratch at his itchy skin once again. He was busy when all of a sudden the light went out leaving him in the dark room with only moonlight shining through the windows.

Two arms wrapped around his fluffy waist making him wince at the touch. The boy tried to turn around at the sudden touch but couldn’t see who it was.

“it s..so hot Mickey,” the boy said thinking it was his friend who was behind him giving him a back hug as he struggled to get free, but to his demise, he was groped more tightly. His body was turning red due to the temperature rise, the clothes were suffocating and that jerk behind him was adding more to his misery.

“We should get rid of your clothes then” he heard and although Mago was drunk, that voice seemed a little off to him. he tried to jerk away only to be held more tightly.

By now it was confirmed that whoever it was, it was not his friend. Mago has suffered such kinds of scenarios in his life before. He was sure that the person behind him had bad intentions. Keeping that in mind, the boy struggled more aggressively.

“w..who the fuck are you!?” the boy shouted awarded with a devilish cackle in return.

“let’s not ruin the suspense now shall we,” the man said as his hand groped the thick ass of the boy. Mago smashed his heavy boots on the man’s feet successfully detaching him from his own body as he screamed loudly.

“no, you fucker, get away from me” Mago reprimanded angrily while he tried to balance himself on the ground. It was really hard for him to stand with his condition.

“oh you are a feisty bitch aren’t you,” the man said wiping at his salivating mouth.

“I guess I have to treat you as one” the older completed and pushed swaying Mago on the bed on his back. before the boy could struggle, the man hovered over Mago and held onto his waist in a tight grip. The younger squirmed to be left alone but his efforts went in vain.

Leaning down, the man stuffed his face in the younger’s baby neck inhaling the intoxicating scent and moaned disgustingly right over his ear. Mago was drugged but he was conscious enough to know that something was severely wrong with the man above him.

The man has started to kiss his neck sloppily, nuzzling his nose in the column of his neck and biting it softly in the hope to get a moan out of the boy. But oh boy was he wrong.

You see, the main thing about all this was that the drugged boy was not any regular boy. He was Edward Mago who wouldn’t hesitate to show you your place if need be.

And that’s what he did.

Mago sighed heavily, focused on opening his eyes and then stretching his hand out to the nearby sitting lamp. As soon as he grasped the object, the next thing he did was smashed the lamp right over the man’s head making him scream in pain and scrambling away.

The man was lucky the glass didn’t shatter over his head otherwise he was done for.

Once the weight was lifted, Mago rushed to his feet and out of the room at the speed of light. He rushed out only to meet with the hard chest of his boyfriend.

Before King could ask anything, Mago slipped his hands under his sweater and ripped it apart from the centre earning a shocked look from the three of them standing there.

King, Charlton and Mickey

“this f..fucker was b..biting me all night l..long” Mago stuttered furiously as he threw the garment right across the corridor.

King pushed Mago so he slipped in his friend's hold who busied himself in scanning the younger, and both him and Charlton entered the room. There was no one in there. The lights were on and the room was empty.

Charlton started to look around but King didn’t move. The anger he felt was bubbling inside his throat. He was fuming in anger as soon as that familiar cologne touched his nostrils making them flare in rage.

He stepped out of the room with a face that screamed murder. King was ready to kill but his plan changed when his eyes met with the new scene in front of him.

Mickey was wiping a fairly bloody tissue over Mago’s face, a closer look will tell that the boy was having a nose bleed due to the rise of temperature in his body. Mago was half-naked and Mickey was nonchalant in his deeds.

“go home” Mickey heard King and soon he found his baby lifted over King’s shoulder with a giggly whine and making a peace sign at him being upside down. mickey chuckled thinking that Mago is now in good hands and left the place to go for his own.

Charlton didn’t follow King this time

……

King entered the room and straight away took the boy to the bathroom. He didn’t utter a word all the way to the room and was now in the bathroom. Once inside, he dropped the boy to his feet and started to unbuckle his tight pants. the pants were way too tight on Mago that King wondered how the hell the boy even got in them.

King squatted down to help the boy out of them carefully without scratching his skin. He wanted to divert his attention from the murderous thoughts swimming in his brain and the younger was the perfect option for that.

The smaller held onto the king’s shoulder in order to stay steady but his breath hitched when the king dragged the pants harshly across his skin revealing the stretched face of sponge bob on Mago’s bubble butt. The boy yelped in pain and delivered a tight slap over King’s shoulder.

“That hurts you pig,” Mago sounded better than before. He was still drugged and to the point where he couldn’t stand without help but still, he was well aware of his surroundings.

King didn’t reply though, he pushed the boy towards the shower cabin after releasing him from his chunky boots. Mago blabbed about something ridiculous as he was being directed to take a shower.

“go on take a shower now” he instructed only to get a glare from the younger.

Why was looking offended?

Mago placed his hand over the wrong button on the selection panel and started to push it violently. He wasn’t even looking at the panel but looked at the shower ceiling with furrowed brows. King watched him unamused and rolled his eyes before entering the cabin as well.

Mago gasped loudly when the cold water made contact with his burning skin. As much as it was a relief to his burning body, the cold shower was still a cold shower.

With the sudden move, he grasped the front of King in his tiny fist and gaped like a fish, eyes closed shut and nose breathing softly.

“what the….” King looked at his wetting three-piece and then directed his glare at the younger who was oblivious of what he did. Mago shuddered as his cute body trembled under the cold, icy water. It was already minus degrees outside and now he was standing under the cold shower wasn’t helping any better.

“i.its c..cold” Mago mumbled with a stutter. King sighed as he tried to control his smile and moved closer.

Circling his big hand around the younger, he also stood under the chilled water. The younger took this as a chance and pressed his trembling self into the king’s clothed chest.

They stood there not moving. The older was drenched in his clothes from head to toe and the younger was hiding his face in his chest, nuzzling closer. It was great, to be honest, but it wasn’t the best. They could get seriously sick if they stood there more.

Shutting the water off, King placed his finger under Mago’s chin and raised his head a little. He inspected the boy and was relieved to find the dark rashes of irritated skin were lessening and the nose bleed has stopped.

But what about his drunk state?

Well…..it was quite entertaining

“come on” King muttered but Mago didn’t move. He was standing still, attached to the king like a sticker. King tsked and picked the boy up before carrying him to the dressing room.

“change your boxers, those are wet” King stated the obvious, the boy listened to the order but only complied with the half. He dropped his already sticky SpongeBob boxers to the ground and stood butt naked in front of King.

“h..help me pleasey” Mago whispered adorably with his teeth chattering. He was back to being a brat. The older glared at him and turned around to get his own robe and boxers.

After he was done with his own clothes, he went to change the younger. sighing loudly so the boy know that the crime lord wasn’t liking any bit of it, King started to help the younger in wearing his boxers.

He trained his eyes on the ground so he doesn’t get a glimpse of the cuteness Younger was adorned with. Alas! He was forced to see when the boy stumbled a little forward and the king went to hold him in place.

He was so cute down there

“stand still” he grumbled and Mago pouted. The mafia boss dragged a baby blue boxer across the thick butt of the younger and secured it on his sexy hips before he draped a robe over his small frame. Mago smiled triumphantly at him, thanking him without words.

“anything else your majesty” King sassed earning the cutest giggle from the young boy. Mago nodded his head mischievously and was rewarded with a playful glare.

“my skin is itchy” the boy whined pointing at his thick thighs. King gulped down the desires in his mind and stared at the younger for a few minutes. Mago noticed him and shook him lightly gaining back his boyfriend.

“uhh…..huh?....yeah, I have some soothing lotion that can help” King said composing himself before he smiled fakely at the boy, Mago giggling at his expressions.

“Now If you don’t mind, will my majesty be happy if I take him to his bed now” the crime lord acted through his gritted teeth. Mago nodded his head quickly and jumped on the older who caught him on instinct.

“yes!! Carry me to my chambers my slave so I can slip in my silk sheets and welcome the dreamland that has been waiting for my arrival” the younger chirped and the king laughed a little. The anger from before vanished in the cute giggles of his tiny boyfriend.

“let’s gO!!!!” Mago cheered throwing his head back like a dead body.

King carried him outside and placed the boy on the bed carefully. He went inside the dressing room again and retreated back with a small bottle of lotion.

Mago was sprawled across the bed in a starfish position looking all good, resembling a meal with his pale thighs and cute butt, that King would want to try.

The older settled on the bed and pulled the boy so he was in his range. But Mago helped himself in the king’s lap, straddling him by placing both his legs along the king’s sides. His robe riding all the way to his waist, almost naked chest rising and falling and cold and wet body ready to adjust.

The boy placed his small hands on the other’s shoulder and nuzzled his neck until he was set in his desired position.

“Mmmm,” Mago mumbled like a baby on his shoulder melting the crime lord like a candle.

Controlling the urge to touch the boy, King popped open the bottle and squirted some cream on his palm before applying it on the milky thighs of the younger. His hands daring to go to the prohibited territory just for an honest caress but he tensed and pulled back to the thighs when Mago sighed near his ear.

“you know, I was wondering if we are twins……..since we have the same birthdays” he mumbled against King’s ear who was busy applying the cream over his skin. The older perked at his question and smiled.

“that’s not how it works boy. We have to be born from the same mother and we have to be the same age to be twins.” He clarified making the younger to pull back and look at him.

King watched in awe at how beautiful Mago looked. With his red nose, flushed cheeks, wet hair and soft features. He was a totally innocent baby boy with a shotgun.

He wanted to eat him alive

“how old are you?” Mago asked out of nowhere

“twenty-eight,” King said briefly. Mago narrowed his eyes at him. That boyfriend of his was ten years older than him.

“you are so old” he commented earning a glare and a spank on his thighs. Mago filched when his balance shifted and gripped at the collar of the crime lord.

“but I guess I can work with it since you are my boyfriend” Mago slurred unaware of the feeling he had induced in King’s chest. The man heard those possessive words taking their direct effect to his core, getting all excited.

“kiss your boyfriend then, make me happy, make me feel good” King said totally aroused with the softest boy sitting on his lap with a tongue that could excite him any time.

Will it be wrong if he takes advantage of the boy who isn’t in his senses?

“don’t get ahead of yourself Mr king. A kiss, only because I like you a little” Mago fired back making King look at him in amazement.

“I think I can work with just that” That being said, the older smashed his lips on the younger and changed their positions swiftly by holding the boy with his tiny waist. Now that the boy was under him, King took in the opportunity to suck on his lower lip with wild abandon.

Mago moaned in his throat sending shocks to the older’s dick. The man pretended to avoid his hardening length and savoured the moment he was awarded with.

The boy underneath him was squirming in pleasure, his robe ridding upwards leaving his bare thighs and cute boxers to king’s hungry eyes.

When Mago started to breathe irregularly, King left his lips to trail down the kisses to his neck. When Mago tried to push him away, King held his wrist together and pinned them above his head. when Mago thrashed his legs, the king seized them between his. when Mago cursed, the king swallowed them with a smirk dancing on his sexy features.

“I will never let you do that again…….never will let you k..kiss me” Mago promised with a stutter when king nipped at his jaw, but there was no bite behind his words. king merely chuckled at his words before continuing his ministration until he heard the soft snores of the boy he was treating.

“Happy birthday to me” King mumbled still holding the smaller one in his arms.

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authors note

Phew!.......My life is being a witch, casting a spell on me. Sorry for the late update