BL Compilation

Collared: Nan x Mac

Nan wrapped the chain around his wrist with a smirk. This was going to be fun.

"I'm not going."

Nan turned away from his reflection in the mirror with a laugh. He stalked toward a stubborn Mac. Mac's dark eyes pierced him through, but Nan didn't stop. 

He held Mac's chin in his grip firmly. "You will shut up and be there. Nice and pretty like a trophy wife." He patted Mac's face condescendingly. Mac slapped his hand away.

Nan went back to look at himself in the mirror unfazed by Mac's tantrum. His black shirt emphasized his muscles, and his shock of black hair complemented his flawless skin. Dark jeans and boots completed his outfit and made him look like a dark angel. It should be a crime for assholes like this to be this handsome, Mac thought.

Nan grinned at Mac when he caught him staring through the mirror. "Stop looking at me and get dressed."

Mac got up to head to the bathroom. His jaw set in anger. "I'm not going," he repeated.

Nan hauled him by his arm and slammed him against the wall. Mac grunted in pain from the impact, his arm automatically coming up to block the blow. Nan took hold of his arms and wrestled them behind his back with one hand. His body was crushed against Mac's from hip to thigh, his other hand coming up to grip Mac's neck threateningly.

"Don't fuck with me today. You will go and you will not make a fuss." Mac tried to squirm away from him, but Nan was too strong. The usual humiliating feeling of being overpowered nearly drowned out Nan's menacing tone.

Mac stared at a point beyond Nan's shoulder, trying to block him out. "Why do you even want me to go to Day's party? Haven't you done enough?"

Nan felt heat spread to his face in anger. "Why don't you want to be seen with me? Do you still like Itt, huh?"

Mac gave Nan a defeated look. "Does it matter who I like? I'm here with you anyway and you'll never let me go."

Nan turned away from Mac with a frown. He didn't know why, but it mattered. Mac was his and not because P' Day handed him over one day. Mac needed to get it through his head. There was absolutely no hope between him and Itt. He was Nan's until Nan decided he didn't want him anymore. He didn't think too deeply about when that would be.

"Go shower. I'll put your outfit on the bed," he said with his back to Mac.

The bathroom door slammed behind him. Nan turned back to the mirror with a calm expression. He stared at the new accessory wrapped around his wrist. He couldn't wait to use it tonight.

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"Nice bracelet," Nick yelled in the club. "What does it say? Nan and..." He trailed off when he recognized the second name.

Nan smirked. "Yes, I have a special guest today." He snapped his fingers and the club parted like the red sea to reveal an angry Mac. Even his frowning face couldn't detract from how beautiful he was. His white suit revealed enough of his chest to be suggestive and his skin held a healthy glow under the bright lights of the club. Fitted white slacks molded perfectly to toned legs and his suit jacket lent him an elegant air that was purely Mac. Sexy, fuckable, but always posh.There was no one in this club more fucking sexy than him and he belonged to Nan.

Nan smiled down at him as he took off his red mask. Part of him wanted to just take him away from all the prying eyes and fuck him senseless, but there would be plenty of time for that.

Nan unwrapped the chain from his wrist and tied it around Mac's neck. Mac stood there obediently. Nan had already told him what would happen if he acted out.