Oneshots | woosang

The cute gun dealer

Mafia AU
+18

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Yeosang was always told not to hang out with certain people, not to meet their gaze, and much less to think about doing business with them. Yeosang was always warned that his attitude would not be accepted with them and that one wrong step would make his head roll down some street.

Yeah, Yeosang didn't really care what they said to him. Making that deal with those people was like making deals with the devil and Yeosang was not afraid of the devil.

"So tell me, how much cargo are you expecting?" A smile appeared on his face when a list was placed on his table, he looked through it and then sighed, "I have everything but the latest, I will need extra money to bring them."

"We won't pay more, if you can't get us that then we'll find another supplier."

"And do you really think someone else would charge less?" He laughed before throwing the paper back at them, he leaned back in his chair and looked at them playfully, "You can go and try to find someone else to give you what you want, but no one will give you the prices I offer."

"Not that you were so special."

"Have fun searching the streets!" He waved his hand at them even though those men didn't even bother to look at him before they left, Yeosang rolled his eyes before pouring himself a glass of rum, "There are so many idiots around these areas lately."

Yeosang reviewed the latest contracts he had made with a couple of gang members, orders that had already been fulfilled, and then moved on to a recent contract. That was something important and that soon the merchandise would be in his facility.

He sighed again, he finished his drink and went for his jacket, lately he felt observed, something that was stressing him. He had in mind who they could be, for him it was to be expected that they would distrust a gun dealer with a bitchy attitude. That's why in those moments he needed more than a rum, so he drove his car to the bar of his preference where he went straight to order his drinks.

He drank silently, his gaze wandering among those present without much interest, not even caring about the person who took the seat next to him. He only looked at the individual when he spoke to him.

"Long time no see, you have not come here recently" the man looked at his drink, "How long has it been? Two weeks? One month?"

"I've been busy and I haven't had time for myself" he smiled, "Do you frequent this place Wooyoungie?"

"Just to find you but you have disappointed me lately" he took Yeosang's shot to drink it and then went to sit on the other's lap, "Not an effort to look for me, that hurts my feelings Sangie."

Yeosang smiled and didn't wait any longer to bring his lips together. Wooyoung's hands anchored on the other's neck as his tongues touched, his mouths like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together. The black-haired's hands squeezed Wooyoung's butt, sticking it closer to him, while they ate their mouths without shame of being seen by the bartender.

Wooyoung moved his hips making sure his crotch brushed against the other's, movements in circles that more encouraged the black-haired man to follow. When they parted, a small thread of saliva kept joining them.

"Your place or mine?"

"Yours and you better fuck me hard" His playful smile appeared on his face and he made sure to press himself against the other's covered cock, "I've missed you."

"I'm sure you missed something else."

They both got out and got into the older's car, Wooyoung along the way made sure to keep stimulating Yeosang. Squeezing one of the other's thighs, kisses on the neck, biting and touching himself, achieving a growl from the other.