Mafia AU: Prisoner

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[Ennard x Michael [warning] NSFW word!]

-EC-

Michael gripped the iron bars tightly, no matter how white his knuckles were from the force he gripped. The young Afton gritted his teeth in annoyance, especially at the red-haired guard who was casually sitting in front of the small prison drinking coffee.

"Damn it!" Michael cursed loudly, this time kicking the iron bars vigorously—the violent vibrations from the bars caused the table beside the guard to fall.

"Ah, my coffee." The guard, Ennard—from what Michael heard—looked at his now spilled coffee. "You'll have to pay for my coffee someday."

"I don't give a fuck!" Michael replied. "Get me out of here!"

Ennard chuckled, rolling his eyes lazily. "That's so classic of you. Logically I wouldn't be so generous in releasing a hostage," he said nonchalantly, also holding back a small snort as if scornfully.

For a moment, Michael was silent. Just a moment. Because after that Michael smiled and from behind the gaps in the cell Michael put his hands out to hug Ennard, and pulled Ennard until the back of the man with the bicolored eyes touched the cell. "You want an offer, then?" Michael whispered softly. "What about ... a handjob?"

"Add all your money in the offer then I'll agree."

"You blackmailed me?"

"And you bribed me."

Michael sighed. "I shouldn't be here." Michael finally let go of the hug and flung himself onto the prison bed—he regretted it a little because it felt harder than rock.

"Your own recklessness entered the territory of your enemy group, Afton," Ennard replied boredly, took a lighter and fiddled with it.

An annoyed groan was heard. "I was just passing through, and your boss just ordered his servants to kidnap me. What will the old man do? Threatening my father to give him his authority? Hah! Very funny! My father would rather have me die than give him his authority."

"Pathetic," replied Ennard amusedly. "Victor will probably just use you as a weapon to get your father to cooperate with Morgan. Sometimes combining two parties will get a bigger advantage. At least for that bastard."

Michael raised his eyebrows up, he seemed interested, finally back to Ennard. "You seem to hate your boss," Michael said carefully, but he could see the corner of Ennard's eyes twitch slightly from the side. A thin grin began to form on Michael's face. "Then ..." Michael paused to take a look at the situation; there are only the two of them. "... why not just cooperate with us, hm? Join SpringTrap, Ennard." Once again, Michael wrapped his arms around Ennard's neck, this time in a more spoiled manner and he lightly licked the back of the red-haired man's ear. "How is it?" Michael whispered, his voice seductive.

There was no response from Ennard even a few minutes later. Michael was still waiting, the grin still plastered on his sweet face. Until finally when he moved his hand down, touching the chest of the person in charge of guarding him, only then did Ennard turn his head with a serious look. "What do I get if I accept your offer, Afton?"

Michael thought. "You'll get ... freedom from the sleazy people in this place, a proper job title, and ...." Michael hung up on his sentence, his grin widening as their eyes met as he licked his upper lip. "Myself."

With a small grunt, Ennard stood up and pulled Michael closer. The only thing that hinders their bodies from colliding is the iron bars. Michael smiled at him, and he whispered back.

"In that case, we agree."

-EC-

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