Your son for Mine

chapter 5

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" Mario stood up quickly and grabbed Lucas's arm. "lucas stop."

Lucas blew his bangs up and out of his eyes. "I have plans you know lots of Stuff to do."

Mario stood back and crossed his arms over his chest. "Oh, like the pressing matter you had this afternoon. The pressing matter that caused you to missed the meeting with your parents?"

"Ha ha ha!" Lucas threw his head back and sniggered.

"Mom has such a way of putting things. Though I suppose she did tell the truth even if she didn't know it. There was a pressing matter. It was my face. It was pressed into the desk while my professor fucked me from behind." He held his hand out, looked down at his nails, and deadpanned, "I'm getting an A in that class." as you know some of my classes are hard.

Was this kid for real? Mario opened his mouth and shut it. He had no idea what to say. He shook his head and looked down at the floor.

How the fuck do I get through to the brat? Mario took a deep breath and lifted his head. Lucas was gone. The door was left wide open. Fuck.

Mario raced out the door, slamming it behind him. He rounded the corner and caught a glimpse of Lucas's foot as he stepped into the elevator.

Adrenaline pumping, he took off like a shot and reached the elevator only to watch the doors seal shut. He let out a loud curse and banged on the elevator doors before he turned and headed down the stairwell.

Seven flights later, he banged open the door into the parking structure. Lucas was strutting down the middle of the ramp. Mario could see the Audi at the end. He sprinted off, his breath labored until he finally was able to put himself between Lucas and the Audi that was still thirty feet away.

"Stop!" He held up a hand to emphasize. "Where do you think you're going?" His breathing was still strained, but he didn't have time to catch it. He'd rest when he got Lucas back up to the apartment. He'd carry the brat if he had to.

"I have plans. I'm heading up to the South Shore to meet some friends." He rolled his eyes and waved his hand in the air, in some exasperated motion. His voice seemed to reach soprano and there was that singsong quality to it, which wore on Mario's nerves like nails on a chalkboard.

"Just a small get-together at a friend's apartment. Let's call it a study session, shall we?

"No, we shall not. What we shall do is go back upstairs and have a little heart-to-heart about what it means to have your life threatened by some unknown psycho." Mario's face was getting angry. He had better things to do than stand in the middle of a parking garage arguing with some twink. Especially since said twink was the one he was supposed to be protecting, and the parking garage was not exactly the most secure of locations.

Lucas let out a long sigh, looking down at the key fob he was holding in his hand. "If I can't live my life, if I can't do what I want to do when I want to do it, unknown psycho guy wins." Thankfully, Lucas's voice had come down a few octaves. He looked back up at Mario, cocked his head, and wrinkled his forehead. His eyes looked as if he were begging Mario to understand him. Mario didn't buy it though.

Mario stared at him, his muscles tense. He'd heard this rationale before. "No, unknown psycho guy wins when you're dead. I am getting paid to make sure that doesn't happen. I am here to keep your ass safe. Keep you safe from whoever is threatening you, and if necessary keep you safe from yourself.

Lucas took a step towards Mario, his head tilted down, still looking at the keys. Slowly, he looked up through his dark bangs. Mario saw the green and brown swirling in those blue eyes. He held Lucas's gaze and wondered what he was thinking. Lucas reached out with his right hand, and his fingers slowly walked up the buttons of Mario's shirt. Mario's breath caught.

"Aw, sugar. That's sweet, but who's going to keep my ass safe from you?" To punctuate the statement, Lucas stretched his neck and pressed his lips so very softly against Mario's own. Then he took the tip of his tongue and ran it over Mario's upper lips.