BL ONESHOTS NO.4

¹⁰¹⁰🥵Nan x Mac

Nan was a small-time criminal, trying to make a name for himself in the streets. He had heard of Mac, the infamous mafia leader who controlled the entire city. Nan was intrigued by Mac's power and his reputation for being ruthless. He wanted to meet him and possibly earn his respect.One night, Nan's wish came true. He was in a bar, minding his own business when a group of men surrounded him. He knew these men were Mac's henchmen and he braced himself for a fight. To his surprise, they led him to a private back room where Mac was waiting for him.

Mac was a tall, muscular man with sharp features and piercing blue eyes. He exuded power and authority. As soon as Nan entered the room, he could feel Mac's intense gaze on him. "So, you're Nan," Mac said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
Nan swallowed nervously and replied, "Yes, sir. I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Mac." Mac chuckled. "I'm sure you have. What brings you here?"

Nan straightened his back and tried to sound confident. "I want to work for you, Mr. Mac. I have skills that could be useful to your organization." Mac raised an eyebrow and circled Nan, eyeing him up and down. "You're a bold one, aren't you? I admire that. But what makes you think you have what it takes to work for me?" Nan took a deep breath and replied, "I'm a quick learner, and I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. I'll do whatever it takes to prove myself to you."

Mac stopped in front of Nan and leaned in close. "I like your attitude. But there's one more thing I need to know. Are you willing to do anything for me?" Nan's heart started racing at the implication of Mac's words. He had heard rumors about Mac's sexual preferences, but he never thought it would come to this. But he was desperate for this opportunity, so he replied, "Yes, sir. Anything."

Mac smirked and whispered in Nan's ear, "Good. Because I'm not interested in hiring just another lackey. I need someone who is dedicated and loyal to me in every aspect, including in the bedroom." Nan's cheeks flushed, but he managed to keep his composure. "I understand, sir." "Call me Mac," he said, pulling away with a wicked glint in his eye. "Now, let's see what you're made of."

Mac wasted no time and pressed his lips against Nan's, claiming his mouth in a searing kiss. Nan responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in Mac's dark hair. Their tongues danced in a fiery dance as their bodies pressed against each other.
"You taste even better than I imagined," Mac growled, trailing kisses down Nan's neck. Nan arched his back, moaning at the sensation of Mac's lips on his skin. He had never been with a man before, but Mac made him feel things he never thought possible.

Mac pushed Nan against the wall, his hands roaming over his body. Nan could feel his arousal growing with each touch, and he knew Mac could feel it too. "You have no idea how long I've wanted you," Mac said, his voice husky with desire. "I've been watching you for a while now, waiting for the perfect opportunity to make you mine." Nan couldn't believe what he was hearing. He had no idea that Mac had been interested in him for so long. But now, all he could think about was giving himself completely to this man.

Mac quickly undressed Nan, taking in every inch of his body with hungry eyes. Nan was aching for Mac's touch, and when it finally came, it was even better than he had imagined. They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces. As they reached their climax, Nan cried out Mac's name, and he knew that he had found exactly where he belonged. Afterward, they laid in bed, tangled in each other's arms, and Nan couldn't help but smile. "I'm yours, Mac," he said, looking into his lover's eyes.

"And you always will be," Mac replied, before claiming Nan's lips in another passionate kiss. From that moment on, Nan belonged to Mac, in every sense of the word. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

[No.122. Bye now.]