Everyone knew not to look and definitely not to touch the beautiful man named Michael Clifford. He was the precious baby of the notorious Calum Hood after all. But (un)fortunately for Luke Hemmings and Ashton Irwin, they simply didn't listen.
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24 - I Don't Share What's Mine
Calum had always been a busy man, but now his schedule seemed even more jam packed than usual. He spent all his days trying to figure out what was going on and who it was who risked the beauty's safety.
Contacting all his underground connections and forming new alliances in order to get information was what the brunette male was concerned with, but he still had nothing. And it was slowly driving him insane.
However, a knock at his office door cut Calum off from his researching.
"Come in."
He looked at his door once it opened to see who it would be. His eyes widened in confusion and anger when no other than Ashton Irwin stepped through and closed it behind him.
"What are you doing here?" He easily asked, but him grabbing his gun he always had taped underneath his desk proved that he wasn't as calm as he tried to act like he was.
"Came to speak business as usual." Ashton smirked when he refused to make eye contact and only started to look around the spacious office, "Have you ever fucked the beautiful one in here?"
"And how in the hell is that business?"
"It's a simple question, Calum. Never heard of small talk?"
"I wouldn't call that small talk either."
"What would you call it then?" Ashton asked when he finally approached the brunette man's desk and looked down at the sat and glaring man.
"I would call it an invasion of privacy."
"How cute." Ashton chuckled, looking up and down Calum's figure with interest, "Because what I have in store for him I'm willing to share."
"I don't share what's mine." Calum glared even harder at the man.
"But why not? Believe it or not, but I don't actually want to kill you. You're good for Michael. You're a nice safety net. You're all that he's known for a while now. And he's all that you've known."
"I know that I'm good for Michael. That's why we're in love and are together. This conversation is pointless."
"It's not pointless. I'm trying to convince you that putting aside this war and working together would benefit us all."
"You mean it would benefit you? Because it would stop me from killing you."
"Please." Ashton scoffed before grabbing the file Calum was looking at and scanning over it himself, "If you were actually going to kill me then you would have tried and failed already."
"Don't test me." Calum said when he slowly stood up from his seat and pointed the gun towards Ashton's head.
Ashton smirked from the sudden action, but he wasn't bothered to look up from the files. He only started to walk backwards into the middle of the office before heading towards the glass windows.
"Hmm Aaron Skins...you think it might be him who attacked us?"
"Give me my shit back." Calum growled out and stormed over to the gangster, pulling the files out of his hands and attempting to go back to his desk. But Ashton didn't appreciate the disrespect.
He quickly grabbed Calum's gun held hand and twisted it behind his back, pushing Calum's front against the glass window. Ashton pressed himself against Calum in order to cockily stand behind the businessman. All while, he kept held of Calum's arm while he grabbed the gun out of his hand.
Calum groaned in annoyance, trying to get out of his grip. But Ashton was strong and he was caught in a moment of weakness. He didn't think or ever suspect that Ashton could ever get him down so quickly.
Ashton slowly tucked the gun into Calum's waistband, making the businessman take in a sharper breath of air that he couldn't control.
Ashton placed his mouth against the businessman's before saying, "Dare I say...you're enjoying this?"
"Fuck you."
"I would love to fuck you, Calum. But are you really ready for that? I know that I am. I can imagine taking you right here against the glass. You'd be a whimpering mess getting your ass fondled with by a gangster like me."
Calum couldn't say anything. He refused to say anything regarding all of this nonsense. His breathe was stuck in his throat and he could only focus on Ashton's body being pressed against his own.
"I think it's fair to say the beautiful one has never fucked you. He's too precious to do that type of work. So the real question is: before Michael, has anyone had the honors to play around with you the way I want to?"
"No!" Calum growled out when he snapped out of his pathetic, lustful zone, "I fuck. I don't get fucked."
He tried to fight out of the grip once again, but by doing so he accidentally grinded down onto Ashton's crotch with his ass.
He instantly stopped when he realized what he did, making Ashton chuckle darkly and move even closer to him.
"Don't stop now that you've started."
"You're a prick, Ashton." Calum seethed out, "Try stealing Michael's heart with that cockiness you have and see how far that gets you."
"Adorable. Truly." Ashton hummed, "I promise you that one day you and the others will see where I'm coming from. I can't wait to get my hands on a willing and begging you and to fuck that attitude right out."
And with that, Ashton hastily let go of him and backed away from the businessman. Calum turned around like Ashton had planned, putting the gangster back into action by pressing his chest against his own.
Ashton smirked at the glaring and slightly blushing man, "Sound like a plan?"
"In your dreams." Calum pushed at Ashton's chest, moving away from the glass window when he managed to move the gangster away.
"I'll see you soon." Ashton promised before heading towards the door, "And I'm looking forward to it."
