I'm out for him, I just changed which person I like the most. I'm still a close second but priorities change.
What do you want from me to leave him unharmed? I can give you anything you want. A golden opportunity here, handsome. I'm literally on my knees begging you here.
You're lucky I like you, Axel, or I'd have broken all of his fingers by now and sent you a nice video. I might still send you another one if I get bored waiting. How good is he at sucking cock?
I'm sorry. I'll be better. You know what a good boy I can be for you.
What I owe and I have an extra two hundred and some shit that can be pawned for more. I can get more but right now, all my contacts have gone dark and I need more time to get more but I can.
Good enough. If it had been under two hundred extra, I'd have fucked pretty boy in front of you. But I get the feeling you don't like to share, so I'll be nice.
And there was Axel, out of breath, coming in as fast as he could and holding in his hands the savings tin he'd stole from James and the envelope with his own owed money crammed in. "I'm here, I got everything. That's all I have and like I said, anything else you want you can have. Just not him."
Hartley had been beaten up pretty badly from the looks of it, he was limping when he was shoved at Axel. However, he simply turned back around with a glare, even as he back up enough to lean against his boyfriend, staying there as if he could just somehow protect him from everything.
Meanwhile the leader was simply counting the money, finally looking up to smile at Axel. "Why don't you give your boy a kiss?"
Axel held Hartley tightly, pulling him close, not wanting to lose him again. He didn't know if they could outrun these guys, probably not and even if they could, he'd find them. Axel knew that the best thing to do was to just do what he always did. Obey the rules and try not to get his ass kicked.
He didn't even ask Hartley, he gripped the other's chin and tilted his head manually, pulling him into a kiss that was clearly for show. He was here to entertain, that was all he needed to do. "How that?" Axel turned his head to the leader, trying to keep the smile on his face. "You know I could give you a better one, I save my best for the best."
"No." Hartley hadn't protested the kiss, because even with the audience and the catcalling and the overall unpleasantness of the situation, it was still Axel and he was here, he'd come and he wanted to be as close to him as possible. But watch him whore himself out to that fucked up asshole that already took all of Axel's savings? The hell with that. "No, you won't."
"He won't? Pretty boy's in charge of you now, Axel?"
"No, he's just scared. Like I said, he's a good kid. I'm not, we all know I'm not. I'll do whatever you tell me, you're in charge. Like I said, I'll do anything for you." He gave Hartley a warning look before turning his head back to the leader and licking his lips. Subtle but it tended to work. He couldn't afford to argue with Hartley right now, he was trying to save their asses, not screw them over. "Is the money okay? Is it all good? You can have my next five pays too, like I said."
"I'm not fucking scared." By the sounds of it, he was mostly angry. Apparently the leader was already used to that, so he just rolled his eyes and focused his attention on Axel.
"It's all good. But you should smack some manners into your bitch there or next time I'm unhappy with you, he won't be this lucky."
"If it's all good, we're leaving." Hartley reached for Axel's hand, glaring at anyone who'd look their way. "Let's go, Axel."
Axel moved his hand away from Hartley swiftly and watched the leader instead because he would go when he said and only when he said. He was not risking this. Hartley was such a good kid, he was going to be a scientist and do all kinds of amazing things and Axel refused to let this place drag him down. He didn't need to find Hartley beaten to a pulp, raped and left for dead one day because he had walked out on the boss man. He'd rather have Hartley mad at him than in trouble.
"Can we leave?" Axel looked at the leader. "Please."
"Seems as if you have some issues to work out. Sure, Axel. You can leave. I'll see you after work." He leered at Hartley very obviously. "I can't stand you, but I really hope I get reason to see you again soon too. I've ideas."
Hartley flipped the guy off and added something in Spanish, because he figured few others would tell that guy that he had to stop compensating for his small dick. The leader blinked, frankly just stunned at that, then shook his head and finally shrugged.
"I can see why you like him, Axel, but he's trouble. Now fuck off, both of you."
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Please, God, don't hurt him. I'm on my way, I'll give you everything I owe. I swear.
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I noticed his arms are unmarked. No wonder you're trying to get clean.
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Don't shoot him up. Come on, please? I won't go clean if that's what the issue is If you need my money, I'll keep on paying.
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You used to be smart.
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I was never smart. Like ever. If I was smart, I wouldn't be a whore and oweing you this much money.
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Go back to the begging, that's working better for you than playing tough.
He really hurt some of my men. What do you make of that?
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What do you want from me to leave him unharmed? I can give you anything you want. A golden opportunity here, handsome. I'm literally on my knees begging you here.
He's scared and defending himself.
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You're lucky I like you, Axel, or I'd have broken all of his fingers by now and sent you a nice video. I might still send you another one if I get bored waiting. How good is he at sucking cock?
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I'm glad you like me then. You're so good to me. And he's not as good as me. You know that no one is. Why settle when you can have the best?
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Fair enough. How much money are you bringing?
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What I owe and I have an extra two hundred and some shit that can be pawned for more. I can get more but right now, all my contacts have gone dark and I need more time to get more but I can.
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Are you in the usual place?
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Your boyfriend's sassy. I haven't decided if it's cute or if I should break his jaw.
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I'm close now.
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Good. Getting bored of this.
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And there was Axel, out of breath, coming in as fast as he could and holding in his hands the savings tin he'd stole from James and the envelope with his own owed money crammed in. "I'm here, I got everything. That's all I have and like I said, anything else you want you can have. Just not him."
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Meanwhile the leader was simply counting the money, finally looking up to smile at Axel. "Why don't you give your boy a kiss?"
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He didn't even ask Hartley, he gripped the other's chin and tilted his head manually, pulling him into a kiss that was clearly for show. He was here to entertain, that was all he needed to do. "How that?" Axel turned his head to the leader, trying to keep the smile on his face. "You know I could give you a better one, I save my best for the best."
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"He won't? Pretty boy's in charge of you now, Axel?"
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"It's all good. But you should smack some manners into your bitch there or next time I'm unhappy with you, he won't be this lucky."
"If it's all good, we're leaving." Hartley reached for Axel's hand, glaring at anyone who'd look their way. "Let's go, Axel."
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"Can we leave?" Axel looked at the leader. "Please."
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Hartley flipped the guy off and added something in Spanish, because he figured few others would tell that guy that he had to stop compensating for his small dick. The leader blinked, frankly just stunned at that, then shook his head and finally shrugged.
"I can see why you like him, Axel, but he's trouble. Now fuck off, both of you."
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