Inappropriate Convincing

Inappropriate Convincing

“I asked you something Kangsu, who is Wren Christopher?” King broke the silence as he glared at the old man intensely.

The meeting room was as silent as a funeral chapel, all of the people sitting there fixed their eyes on that old nervous man who was standing right in front of the king with his mouth closed shut. Beads of sweat lingered over his shiny forehead as he tried to avert his eyes from someone who wasn’t glaring at him.

The silence was getting longer and the patience around was getting thin.

“I---I don’t know what you are talking about” Kangsu muttered, slowly gathering his things with the intention to fly out of the room without having to answer anything.

“oh, you know exactly what I am talking about” King announced gesturing to Charlton who slammed a few photographs and some papers, with figures and evidence, on the table in a way that others around the table were able to have a look as well.

People followed the evidence with their curious eyes and then continued staring back at Kangsu.

As for Kangsu, he was wide-eyed as he watched in horror how he was exposed to just not only to king but his fellow members of the mafia too. A surge of anger passed behind his pupils and he fixated his eyes to the crime lord who was already staring at him, waiting for him.

“who did this for you?” Kangsu muttered with a flared nose and angry breathing.

King chuckled with a serious gaze, unamused.

“you don’t ask questions Kangsu, I do…” King glowered lowly, the rest watching with interest.

“…..and if you want that proudy head of yours intact on your shoulders, you better answer me clearly.” Kangsu glared back at King with a similar emotion of hatred.

“don’t test my patience” The old man’s gaze faltered when the king warned him loud and clear. The crime lord wasn’t the man to play with his stupid ass and Kangsu knew it better with the amount of experience he had with Mr Xavier in the past.

King was no less cruel than his father.

The mafia boss straightened himself on his chair and Kangsu took a step back involuntarily.

That coward.

“I know him” he blurted out seeing King’s gaze getting dark.

“I know that” King spitted in irritation.

That old pumpkin was wasting his precious time.

“I mean, that I have been helping him to get a hold of your boy toy” Kangsu didn’t register what he just said until he was rewarded with the outcome of his nonsense.

In two long strides, King towered over Kangsu and in the next moment a loud slap resounded inside the deadly silent meeting room.

The old man had his face turned to his right as a painful sting spread its effect over his reddening cheek with a bead of blood making its way down his chin.

“dare say one more nasty thing about my boy and you will see what your fate will be …..am I clear?” King threatened in his deep voice, his finger raised in warning.

Kangsu gulped hard and nodded shakily.

“AM I CLEAR!!!!!” King roared and Kangsu trembled where he was.

“y-yes king…..” he stuttered.

The crime lord glared daggers at him before retreating to his previous position on his leather seat and picking up his glass of sparkling wine.

“So, now that you have admitted to your bad deeds, what should we do with you?” King asked taking a satisfying sip from his drink like he didn’t just humiliate an old man in his meeting room.

Kangsu knew what that question meant, he knew what was going to happen to him and so he did what he was best at. The old man rushed to sit beside King on the ground and held onto his knees, bowing his head.

“Mercy king, have mercy on me. I apologize for what my intentions were, but please give me another chance” he rambled and King ignored the pleading at his foot.

“I don’t think he deserves any mercy king” Another man, who was watching that drama, decided to intervene.

King raised his brow in question, a little smile stretching on his handsome features.

Kangsu turned to glare at the man’s direction.

“he decided to go behind your back, tried to hurt the empire by stealing and has intentions of hurting that little boy in god knows what ways, he deserves no mercy” the man continued and others nodded their heads.

King’s smile widened.

“please King, I am really sorry. I will not do this again ever” Kangsu pleaded but got ignored again.

“he deserves punishment King” a chant of sorts originated in the meeting room as every person turned their backs on that old pumpkin.

Charlton and King shared a look, both seemingly enjoying the show. The meeting room was turning into a chaotic mess, loud claims to punish Kangsu echoed until it got to the point where nothing was decipherable.

king raised his hand in the air suddenly, to stop the commotion his men were creating, and silence fell over the audience.

The room went quiet just like it was before.

“I will give you a last chance Kangsu” King started with a smirk, going against all the suggestions of punishing the old man.

“Anything king, I will do anything” Kangsu rambled wanting to be given a single chance to save his shaggy ass.

The crime lord smiled.

“Tell me, who is the ‘boss’?” King saw how Kangsu’s face turned white when he heard that word. The old man stood on his feet as he got away from the king.

“tell me and I will forgive you” King offered knowing very well what Kangsu would say.

“I don’t know who he is” Just like the king had expected, Kangsu refused to tell and that proved to be the final nail in the coffin of his career in the mafia.

Kangsu ruined himself.

“very well then………” King started with an annoyed sigh “You were given many chances Kangsu but you chose to betray my empire” Everyone listened carefully, some of them already happy to see the doom of their so-called friend.

“Since you are not worthy of your important position in the mafia and not worthy of my time, I revoke all the privileges that were provided to you for being a member of this mafia family and dismiss you from your position. You no longer belong to my syndicate and will be treated as an enemy” King announced his final words and Kangsu stood where he was with anger bubbling inside his chest.

He was enraged.

“you can’t do this to me!!!! I have served this empire my whole fucking life!!!!” Kangsu yelled at the top of his lungs making many of them flinch. King looked at him with a bored expression.

“and I don’t fucking care, instead I should have done this a long time ago. Just like my baby said, I shouldn’t be feeding snakes like you, now get lost” King roared back and gestured to Charlton.

The right-hand man ordered two bodyguards outside the meeting room to fetch Kangsu and throw him out.

The meeting was over with a fat ass rat thrown out of the way.

………….

Mago was lying on the bed, on his stomach, scrolling through his phone. He was cladded in a baggy, midnight purple shirt with no type of underpants whatsoever. The boy was busy scrolling through cat video when the room door opened with a bang.

The boy perked up and turned to look at the angry king entering the room.

“what you did today was absolutely inappropriate” the older mentioned as he tossed his phone and wallet on the chair nearby before darting his gaze to his boyfriend of his.

As soon as his eyes fell over the boy’s attire, King heaved a sigh to control himself. He needs to be angry right now and that boy was a danger to his composed emotions.

“what do you mean inappropriate, I did what that bitch deserved” the boy retorted sitting on the bed on his knees as if he was waiting to fight King the moment the older will enter.

“I know that. But there are certain ways to do things, baby, you can’t just do anything you like” the older grumbled opening his shirt button while his eyes racked over Mago’s tiny self sitting on his knees.

A pretty sight.

“fuck your ways, he needed to see his fucking place and that’s what I did, thank you very much” the younger cursed while checking his nail like a diva.

Mago defended himself calmly. He has done a favour for the empire and the king should be obliged for this.

The older neared the younger and stood closer to the bed, he dropped his shirt on the floor with a strict, composed glare focused on Mago.

The younger couldn’t help but ogle at the sculpted planes of his boyfriend’s impressive build, not really paying attention to what the older was saying.

“you call that help? you were full-on attacking him baby” King grits his teeth, struggling between Mago’s eyes gawking at his naked upper half making him want to howl in pride and his own uncontrolled lower half which was getting harder with each passing second.

“well that’s how I help, so suck it up” the boy shrugs travelling his eyes from the king’s chest to his face a then his eyes.

“you--..” King started but Mago shushed him rudely.

“Enough now……” the boy hooked his small fingers in King's waistband and pulled him closer as he himself got near too.

A happy surprise bloomed inside the king’s tummy making his insides go all tingly as he stared at the boy with dark eyes.

The younger noticed his effect over the older and seized the chance to avoid getting scolded for his bad behaviour.

Quickly, Mago circled King’s large hands around his dainty waist and placed his small paws over King’s chest getting closer if that was possible. king sighed exasperatedly with an urgent need to kiss the boy nonstop as he gripped around Mago’s waist with desire.

“stop talking about that asshole……. it's getting boring” the boy mumbled in a small voice, acting cute, knowing it would affect King in some specific regions.

King raised his brow challengingly.

“Are you telling your king what to do?” King asked in a husky voice, teasing the boy trapped in his arms.

“no, my dumb king……..I am convincing you” Mago mimicked King with the same tone earning a tiny spank on his bubble butt.

“don’t try to be cute if you are convincing……..” the older grumbled playfully and Mago giggled like a brat.

“Why, is it working?” he asked smiling. The boy leaned in to peck the older on his lips for a mere second before pulling away.

“I don’t think convincing works like this” King stated, hands roaming up and down feeling Mago until they reached to cup the younger’s ass.

Oh no!

The plan backfired almost instantly making Mago look around nervously.

He was just trying to save his ass but that seemed kind of funny now.

“Can we not go there” he whispered arching into King with a whine when the older squeezed his ass cheeks.

“of course my prince……..but then I will be talking about how inappropriate, ill-mannered and unsophisticated you have behaved in the meeting you weren’t invited to in the first place.” King played off coolly not really giving Mago any options to choose from.

The boy thought for a second and the older cooed seeing Mago contemplating the option with a hundred per cent concentration as if it was a matter of life and death.

Well…….it was his ass on stake and not king’s so he won’t get it.

“ugh fine…….come here” the boy whined pulling King closer by his nape and placing his soft lips against King’s.

King returned the favour with passion. He sucked and nibbled the lower lip of Mago between his teeth producing a lewd moan out of his small lover. The moans and whimpers of need going straight towards his own manhood.

The baby boy effect.

Mago moaned parting his lips, allowing King inside, when King squeezed his ass. They both fell over the bed with Mago staring up at his boyfriend and king hovering over his alluring baby boy.

Removing the midnight purple shirt from the younger’s body, King manhandled Mago impatiently before starting to kiss him again. The younger weaved his hesitant fingers through the king’s dark locks as the older savoured the hot cavern of his lover.

“let me…l-let me b-breath” Mago muttered, pulling away, with heavy breathing and King proceeded with sucking hickeys over that long, beautiful neck. The older marked Mago’s skin so beautifully, placing claims of his possession on his boy’s beautiful body.

The make-out escalated quickly.

The ravenous king barely reigned himself from devouring Mago after the boy had practically given him consent. He sucked on his inner thighs and his flat stomach making Mago writhe under king with his body burning in need.

Mago moaned the king’s praises while curling his tiny fist around the pillow when the king touched his sensitive parts intimately. The boy squirmed in nervousness and ecstasy not really used to being touched like that.

King on the other hand took his time. He explored every part of Mago’s sensitive body and took mental notes whenever the boy moaned in pure pleasure.

He would definitely start with those points the next time he is lucky.

That night Mago regretted his decision of convincing King the way he did when his ass protested after getting pounded into the mattress. At the same time, King littered his body with beautiful marks and bites to show who Mago belonged to.

But if you ask King, he has worshipped his baby boy in every right way possible.

With the way Mago has sung his praises while pulling him closer with each powerful thrust, King is fucking proud of it.

………..

Toodles~~~

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