AMBROSIANO || MxM 18+

PART FIVE

Enzo's eyes opened in an haze and madness. Being left in middle of a kiss surely made him mad and unsatisfied but all of them were gone when he found himself a hot bowl of rice along with some side dishes.

The drugs were making him sleep for days just like this days he woke up at 6 in the evening while he slept through all day. His lean body could only feast on the rice and the meat.

Enzo knew his days were going better but he also knew it can go straight from heaven to hell in split of seconds. His life has always played him like this but just in case if he is getting to enjoy some good meal. It makes sense to him.

He knew there was someone looking out for him each day, providing him goods for another week until it stopped one day.

Enzo felt quite disappointed that day. There was no fruits neither milk for him on he counter. He was just back from his work when he noticed the difference. Oh.... So it finally stopped. That's all he could think of.

The thoughts were cloudy for him not until they turned into some overthinking. Could there something be wrong with the man that was providing him good? But once again, Enzo realized that most probably Marcelo just stopped caring for him.

"Who broke you heart, boy?" The old man in the shop asked once noticing Enzo signing.

Enzo couldn't reply because there was nothing he could explain. Not the kidnappings part neither the parts where a man fed him for almost two months then disappeared out of nowhere? Not to mention he is running out of foods again. He hasn't witnessed his fruits and milk for past two weeks. It makes him upset. Upset in a very weird way.

The very comfortable explain he could give himself was that he is being needy for Marcelo actually caring for him. An attention he could ask for which was absent right now.

Once he was done closing the shop and walked back to his apartment, his heart stopped for a second. There was a man in his apartment. No... Not one. There were few men in his apartment in boots. They were rushing inside out of the place while a limousine was parked right in front of his door.

Enzo didn't know what was happening but the little hope in him rushed inside of his apartment, stopping all the males doing their jobs. Specially the male in a black shirt, cutting several kind of fruits on the counter top.

Marcelo's eyes met Enzo's, holding eye contact for few solid seconds. Enzo could notice the bruised knuckles on Marcelo, veins popping out from the sleeves he had folded on while his hair color has changed to blonde.

"Moyr. Out." Marcelo ordered. Enzo noticed all the males executing his apartment in plenty of seconds, leaving the storage and fridge half filled.

"I think my men were late to your shop." Marcelo said, continuing to cut the dragon fruit he had in his hand.

Enzo's little steps grew closer to the older, slowly and sheepishly he found himself walking to the man he has been looking for. A man he would ask for more.

"What happened to your hand?" Enzo asked, pointing towards the bruised knuckles.

"I punched the sand bag." Marcelo casually replied, finally being done with the fruit he was cutting.

He took a cube of the dragon fruit he just cut, walking in front of the later who looked up to hold his eye contact with him. Once he put the cube on Enzo's mouth, his thumb ran across his bottom lip with the smear red color of the fruit. He looked juicy, luscious to Marcelo, running his blood wild for a second.

"Take a shower. You stink of food." Marcelo remarked.

Enzo told still for few seconds. His mind was hazy again, all because of the taller male who made his heart race like crazy everytime. His eyes became slowly teary but to hide his emotions, he snuggled himself against Marcelo.

It took a second for the Mafia to breath, his last breath shucked against his throat when he couldn't wrap his hands around Enzo. Unlike the shorter male who tried to wrap both of his hand all over Marcelo, nuzzling against his hard chest.

"Cut it out, Enzo." Marcelo deeply spoke. Not like it helped his bulge neither his wanting to throw the younger male on bed and do very very nasty things to him. Marcelo simply decided to be rude.

"It's hot!" Marcelo once again rudely spoke but till then Enzo has discovered the bulge he was wanting to hide.

"Are you hard?" Enzo asked, being confused over the tight pants.

"What else do you think poking you?"

Enzo brushed his hand over the bulge he could notice, rubbing unintentionally and sensually. Which caused Marcelo's blood running faster than before.

"It's so big!" Enzo complimented.

"Fuck it, Enzo!"

Marcelo knew he shouldn't be fucking the boy tonight. It wasn't like he didn't want to but more like he wanted to devour the kid very often after he fucks him once.

Marcelo held Enzo tightly by his arms, pulling him up so that he can carry him to the bed. The little boy didn't speak rather he followed what Marcelo was doing to him. It wasn't as smooth as Marcelo threw him on the bed, making his eyes wonder all around him.

"I should take a shower?" Enzo insisted. He didn't care what could happen next but him smelling like food made him anxious after the realization hit him.

"Stay put!" Marcelo ordered.

The boy remained silent but soon he became a lot more impatient. Marcelo, the older male softly removed the top clothing of Enzo, leaving him raw naked in front of him. A rosey blush ran across Enzo's cheek while he couldn't hold his eye contact with the taller male who now has placed himself on his knees on the bed.

Marcelo leaned down to connect his rough lips with the very softer ones, slowly and sweetly he collided his fingers all over Enzo's cheeks. Rubbing and caressing while their lips started to move, leaving the younger melting against it but all Marcelo could taste was the sweetness of the boy.

In plenty of seconds, Marcelo parted his lips away from the boy. He had to take a look at him until he could kiss him again. Enzo was a bit paranoid by the older's action but he decided to stay silent and let the other do everything.

"Open your mouth." Marcelo ordered.

Enzo parted his lips in a 'O' shape, realizing the older's thumb getting inside of his mouth, touching his warm tongue. The older slowly pulled Enzo's tongue out from his mouth while their eye locked with each other. The fuzziness of the heated moment made Enzo horny yet soft for the moment but the next thing he could feel was a warm tongue brushed against his. Licking his tongue like a candy. The mix of strong alcohol and warm big tongue tasting his saliva like It's nothing and also making him go more paranoid.

"Never let another man touch you. Or an woman. Eat and sleep."