Mercenary

Chapter 7.

Gulf is busy looking through his papers with Mew by his side. He looks up at the guy on the other side of the table with a smile. "The paper work seems good. You can go now." Gulf says, dismissing the guy.

When the guy left Gulf's office, he leans back and stretches his arm to the sky. "It's going to be a long day." He comments as he looks at the pile of files on his desk. "Not to mention the dog problem."

"Do need a drink? I can get some for you." Mew asks.

Gulf shakes his head. "No thanks. What I need is a break."

Mew walks behind Gulf and leans down as he lays his hands on Gulf's shoulder, squeezing and massaging it gently. He could feel the tenseness on his shoulder. "You've been working so hard that your shoulders are all stiff." Mew says as he applies a little more pressure.

Gulf relaxes himself into Mew's hands and he feels himself slumping into the chair. Mew pushes his thumb in a circle into the back of Gulf's shoulder and Gulf lets out a small moan of pleasure. "That's the spot." Gulf says as he closes his eyes and let Mew handle his body.

Mew leans down into his ear. "It's been a while since I hear you let out a moan like that."

Gulf turns his head and glares at the older boy before going back to enjoy one of Mew's massage. Mew turn the chair around and slides his leg between Gulf's legs, he pushes them open and grins at the younger boy. "I can make you feel better."

Mew leans down and pecks a kiss on Gulf's cheeks. Gulf closes his eyes as Mew's lips on his skin feels like a weight of stress being lifted off him. He tilts his head to the side, giving Mew permission to kiss his neck.

Mew takes the invitation and sucks on Gulf's neck softly. The taste of his salty skin from all the sweat that has dried up from his hard word makes Mew a little pent up. Mew continues to press his lips against his neck as he reaches for the top button on his shirt.

Mew slowly unbuttons Gulf's shirt, teasing the younger boy with his lips. Gulf reaches his hand for the back of Mew's head, gripping a fistful of hair. Gulf lets out a soft moan as the soft lip from Mew violates his skin.

It was already two buttons undone and Mew slowly makes his lips towards his chest. Gulf tilts his head back as he gets teased even more. Gulf grips onto Mew's hair a little tighter as he goes lower. Gulf is trying his best to not let out soft moans out from his lips.

Just before Mew could go any lower, the knock on the door causes them to pull away from each other in panic. Mew quickly stands at attention by Gulf's side while the boy turn his chair around, buttoning his clothes.

"Sir Gulf? You have an appointment with Bright?" His assistant asks through the door.

Gulf quickly tidies up his attire and turns around. "Bring them in." Gulf looks at Mew from the side of his eye and Mew was looking back.

"Gulf. Boner." Mew says softly. Gulf looks down at his pants to show his raging boner that was making a tent in his pants. He slides himself into the table, hiding the bottom half his body before Bright could come in. He looks at Mew, wondering if he has a boner but nothing seems to be popping out.

The door opens, revealing Bright and Jimmy as they enter. Gulf didn't expect the two slaves following him from behind. "So what are you here for?" Gulf asks with a lifted brow.

Jimmy scrunches his brows together. "What do you mean what we are here for? Aren't you the one who hired us to kill that monster dog creature thing?" Jimmy asks.

"Right. Right." Gulf's head is still in a haze with the short session he has with Mew. It was hard for him to keep his head straight. "Then what about the two behind you? I don't recall hiring them." Gulf looks at Tommy and Win.