the mark

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Type and tharn were laying in bed after a heated round.
Tharn laid himself on type, they both wrapped there arms around each other, breathing heavily.
"Mmmm 70 more." Type chuckled.
"Why you counting?"
"You started it first last night."
Tharn rubbed his cheek side to side on his chest.
"I love you type."
Type ran his fingers through his hair.
"You have my body, heart and soul. I love you too tharn."
Tharn leaned his head up to have type looked at him suspically.
"You don't want to be able to walk straight tomorrow, do you?"
Type shrugged with a smile.
Then tharn leaned down giving him a passionate kiss.
The next morning type woke up on his stomach, head leaned to the side, patting for tharn.
He opened his eyes and he wasent there.
"Mmm"
Then type shifted over to put his legs over the edge.
He yawned.
Looking to the clock it was 10.
Type took 2 weeks off work after they got back together so he could sleep in with all the activity they would be doing.
Taking a breathe in he got up to go to there dresser.
Getting dressed he put on his holster with his unloaded gun.
Some things never change.
Feeling his stomach growl he left to go to the kitchen.
Maybe tharn was there.
Walking down the stairs he rounded the corner to the living room just to then quickly lean his body to the wall.
His eyes opened wide.
Why is tharns father here? Why is tharn talking to him?
Type decided to stay hidden to listen.
"I really think you should come work for my company."
Tharn looked to him with arms folded over his chest to look at him with narrowed eyes. They sat on opposite couches, glaring at each other.
"No. I have no desire to work for or with you."
Bi narrowed his eyes.
"Well, i can protect you."
Tharn scoffed.
"Protect me from what?"
Then bi leaned forward.
"I know of your relationship tharn."
Tharn gritted his teeth.
Type flinched.
"And? What does that have to do with you?"
"I am in a high profitable company and i don't want my only son to be a faggot."
Type narrowed his eyes in anger, he shook his head to then reveal himself.
Tharn turned his head slightly to hear the foot steps but he kept his eyes on his father.
Type stopped behind the couch.
Bi leaned his back to the couch, eyes narrowed.
"You have no right to say anything like that to tharn."
Tharn smiled.
"For better or worse i am this childs father. You dear boy have no right to be in this conversation."
Then he motioned with his chin for him to leave.
Tharn then got up to stand by type putting his arm around his shoulder.
"He has every right father."
Tharn said through gritted teeth.
Bi shook his head.
"What you two have is disgusting. This is nothing but."
His sentance hung while type took out his gun to point it at bi.
"You have no right to say shit! You left your wife to die alone and you didn't give two shits about your son. This is my house too and i want you to leave."
Bi looked to tharn. Tharn cocked his head to the side to look at him with narrowed eyes.
"Its best if you leave. I can't always control my boyfriend here."
Bi shook his head.
"If you go down this road i will cut you off and do everything in my power to ruin you."
"I don't need anything from you. Never have. Take your money you left me from the bank. Never touched it anyway. Also don't be so sure you can ruin me. Please leave!"
Bi stood up and took a big inhale.
"Let's just see son. Let's just see."
Then he hung his head leaving.
Type followed him with his eyes.
Tharn took a big breathe.
"You know he's going to try and make one of us leave..."
His eyes went wide then he looked to type who put his gun under his chin.
They both glared at each other.
"Don't say the leave word again."
Tharn smiled.
Then type put his gun in his holster.
Type then took his hands to the back of the couch gripping hard,looking down.
"Always hated your father."
"Your not the only one."
Then tharn turned his body to types to put his hand under his chin making him face tharn.
"Thank you for that. You didn't have to pull a gun though."
Type shurgged.
"He needed to know my seriousness for you. For us."
Tharn smiled.
"You know this isn't the end."
Type brought up one hand to put it to tharns wrist.
"Just don't..."
Type didn't want to say the word.
"Mmm i won't. You are mine type."
Type smiled.
Then they locked in a passionate kiss.
Types stomach growled. He leaned his head back.
"Mmm I'm hungry."
Tharn then quickly moved there bodies to place type on the wall on the other side,he wrapped his legs around tharns waist. Then he put his arms around his neck.
Tharn took his hands to put them on types waist. They glared at each other.
"Tharn!" Type whined.
"I really am hungry."
"Mmm let me eat you first then ill fill you up." He winked with a devious smile.
Type rolled his eyes.