Funeral and fries

King watched as his little hands trembled over his terrified face, a small form shaking and a beautiful face hidden behind his tiny hands. The older wanted nothing else but to protect the boy…

..but the said boy has a tongue and it is sharp as hell.

Mago’s smaller shaky frame compared to King’s big and bulky built made King think for a moment. A sudden wicked thought in his playful mind erupted before he smiled, he fucking smiled lowering his fist from hitting Mago.

Making a quick decision he calmed down, taking a deep breath through his nose. He wasn’t going to hurt the boy, no never, he can’t be this cruel….. instead he wants to play with him.

Mago listened around quietly, waiting to get hit by the older but it never happened. Being skeptical of some kind of surprise, he allowed himself some moments before he peeled his hands slowly from his face and peeked at the king.

The man towering over him smirked with a devilish glint in his eyes. Raising his manly hands, King grabbed the collar of the younger’s shirt and pulled him closer to his face, taking the breath straight out of his lungs.

He gasped!

With a height difference that adorable, Mago had to stand on his tiptoes while looking into the eye of the King. His dainty hands rested on the king’s chest, erupting butterflies in his heart.

The younger had a scared look on his face, his eyes wide, his breath short and his figure cowered, giving the ultimate satisfaction to the king.

Oh, how he would love to see that insolent boy at his mercy, scared and trapped, just like now.

“let’s do this your way pretty boy……” he whispered, breath fanning over his lips making Mago shiver at his dominating deep voice. He tried shaking his head, telling the king to just chill out, that he was just joking but he couldn’t even move a muscle.

“you want me to be your boyfriend right?......so from now on I am your boyfriend” he announced smirking while staring sharply at the younger, making his gulp.

“I..i ..j.just want ..you …to pretend” his shaky voice betraying him, Mago slipped and stuttered, trying to tell his concern about the deal.

“I don’t do pretend baby boy…….this deal is a reality for me……and I will make it real for you,” King said in a promising way, pushing Mago away who stumbled and heaved a long breath he was holding for so long.

“c.can we negotiate……” he asked timidly, not wanting to offend the dominant man staring at him.

“There is nothing to negotiate darling…….you should have thought this through,” he said satisfied by how Mago was mentally troubled.

“pretty please……at least give me some time to think” the younger pleased, batting his lashes to convince the arrogant man. The insides of the king melted at the cute effort but still, he didn’t budge.

“Time is money sweetheart……making me wait can cost you……. and you definitely cannot afford the price……” he said looking up and down Mago’s frame. The smaller one felt a little degraded in a sense of status so he glared back with the same hatred he had previously.

“but since I am a generous man…. tell me how much time you want to think it over?” the king asked, staring at the cute boy who scrunched his nose in distaste and made a thinking face.

“umm….give me like three years and I will be right back here” he blurted out with a toothy smile vanishing all the traces of amusement from the king’s face. His patience was getting thin, minute by minute. Several other more important matters were in line waiting for the king’s attention but here he was dealing with an immature.

“you have until tomorrow…..get your family informed and pick your stuff up……..I want my boyfriend with me by the end of tomorrow” he said with his gritted teeth and an evil smile plastered on his face, though his voice was serious.

“you can’t do that!?” Mago shouted at the older when he couldn’t see any way out, he felt trapped. Whenever, wherever, or whatever, he is the one who has to have a backlash of things. Why him and not Petty or better Mr. Chris, they all deserve this shit not him.

King rolled his eyes ignoring Mago completely. The boy has dug his own grave by engaging himself with the wrong people. The king had power over the whole city, he can disappear anything or anyone in a blink of an eye and the little boy thought that he can’t do that.

HA! Fucking HA!

He can

“then watch me do it….” He challenged the furious boy with a raised brow.

“and one more thing…….don’t try anything stupid if you still have a memory of who you are dealing with,” King said walking away from the living room coolly, Charlton following him. Mago stood there alone contemplating for how deep he was in this shit.

He looked around desperately for some help but the guards only stared at his tired form without saying anything. Mago placed both hands over his mouth and screamed in them, letting muffled sounds not to alarm the king or some more twists would be added in his already messy life.

The King reached upstairs and into the corridor where his office and his father was waiting, he stopped and turned towards the man following him.

“prepare for father’s stay for tonight….he will leave tomorrow early so make sure that he is relaxed until then……” he instructed Charlton who had his head bowed and listened carefully.

“also about that boy……” the king started again, thinking hard.

“do me a favor Charlton,” he said with a serious face and Charlton stood at attention ready to take orders, his features unable to stop the smirk on its way.

That pretty boy was in danger.

…….  

Mago was sent home with Charlton who left him at his doorstep with a warning to not try anything that can cost him beyond his ability.

As soon as Mago entered the house he was bombarded with a bunch of questions. Mr. Chris and Jana being assertive in knowing what the actual deal with the King and Mago was.

But Mago was tired, he was exhausted after a long day. Sighing with slumped shoulders he went towards the staircase telling them that he won’t entertain them for now and they should let him rest.

Surprisingly Mr. Chris didn’t say anything further and the younger felt relieved but he stopped himself from taking another step when he heard something spilling out of Petty’s mouth.

“where else he would be dad?....other than whoring around, spreading his pretty legs…….. You know he has pocketed the richest and most powerful man in the country. No wonder he would be pleasing him by sucking his di….”

Petty was cut off from her accusation with Mago pouncing on her like a roaring cub, both tumbling onto the floor in the living room.

She screamed loudly when he slapped and scratched her face with his baby-like hands, holding her down on the tiled floor while Mago was seated on her tiny torso.

Both Mr. Chris and Jana tried to separate them but Mago wasn’t having anything. He already told them he was tired and still, that bitch pulled up something like this?

Now she has to get what she deserves

Mago bunched his fists full with her nest-like hair and pulled them until her mouth was open in a shriek. Sitting over her and pulling her hair in his strong grip, Mago opened his mouth and reached down to bite her nose but Jana was able to hold his waist and pull him away from his sister.

Mr. Chris rushed for his daughter and held her too into his embrace. She looked terrified and in pain. Eyeing the younger thrashing in Jana’s arm, she thanked the power above that she was saved from the wrath of that crazy item.

“LET GO!!!!.... I WILL TEACH YOU WHO IS A WHORE YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!!!… LET GO JANA….LET ME GO YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!...... I WILL KILL YOU, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!!!….. LET GO!!” Mago was escorted towards the older’s room and carried over his shoulder.

The minute they entered the room, Jana released the boy and Mago rushed back towards the door to get Petty. The raging boy was captured again but this time in a back hug. Jana held him to his chest trying to calm the raging boy.

 “shh…shhh….calm down baby…it’s okay….she didn’t mean that….. Calm down” he coaxed the younger to subside his anger but Mago twisted his neck back and looked at Jana with an angry confused look.

“what do you mean she didn’t mean what she said!…….she called me a fucking whore!…….what fucking else can she mean by that?!” Mago asked shaking in anger, his red button nose flared and cheeks pink.

He was so cute; Jana might gobble him up.

“watch it, baby…..or I am gonna have to spank you real hard” Jana said turning the boy towards himself by holding his waist, he pulled him closer until their breath mingled.

“oh sure!.....but let me spank the shit out of her butt first!” Mago said pushing Jana away and rushing towards the door to open and reach his foster sister.

Jana reached out quickly and pulled Mago back, before Mago could speak his lips were sealed with a fierce kiss Jana was dominating on him.

He kissed him lovingly but with a bit of force, squeezing younger’s waist and making him gasp. Jana didn’t waste a second before diving in and pushing Mago onto the bed, hovering above him.

The older one didn’t let Mago breathe and later was having a hard time by now. He struggled to push Jana away but to his demise, his hands were pinned above his head.

He squirmed hard trying to get a wisp of air when all of a sudden his mouth was left alone. Mago heaved a long breath trying to get his lungs working again and looked up to see Jana looking at the door, His breathing was also heavy, and his eyes serious.

The younger traveled his eyes to look at what Jana was seeing and to his surprise, Mickey was standing there with his mouth wide.

“why are you eating him!!!?” he shrieked with horror. Obviously, he knew what they were doing but to make things embarrassing for others Mickey had his own way to deal

“I wasn’t eating him stupid…just kissing,” Jana said pulling away from Mago who just lay there lifeless.

“you sure look like a wild animal when you kiss…..or are you a one…that I don’t know about?” he asked sassily making Jana groan and leave the room with glaring eyes.

It was impossible to argue with Mickey anyway

Mickey closed the door and looked back at Mago. Going towards the closet in the corner and he pulled out a pair of boxers and a loose top before he marched back to the tired boy.

“you know I was prepared to arrange your funeral…..” he said pulling at Mago’s legs till he was laying straight.

“yeah?” Mago asked closing his eyes and listening to his belt buckle being opened by Mickey, a calm environment settling inside the room. Mago needed it so badly after today.

“yup…already decided everything…..” he said slowly pulling the younger’s pants down, leaving his milky legs bare.

“How kind of you Mickey” Mago commented and shifted when Mickey started to pull his shirt over his head, the other remained nonchalant doing his work.

“I also planned to shower your grave with some mayo-dipped fried and sweet and sour nuggets,” Mickey said pulling the boy into a sitting position and making him wear the loose shirt. He dragged each of his arms through the sleeve like a baby and then left him to drop back on the bed.

“no fair…..I want spicy wings too” Mago pouted resulting in a tight slap over his thighs before his boxers were torn off his body.

“I got you…..your spirit won’t have any complaints,” he said making Mago’s small feet go inside the legs of the boxers before he raised them till his waist.

“wow….I fucking love you…..You know that” the younger chuckled at his friend and tackled him onto his bed with him, adjusting to lay beside him.

Mickey rested Mago’s head over his chest and hummed a little before he started with the much-needed discussion.

“so tell me how deep in the shit you are baby,” he asked running his fingers through younger’s silky hair. Mago smiled closing his eyes, taking in the warmth and the sweet fruity scent of his friend.

“so deep” he sighed.

LOVE YOU ALL AND HAPPY READING