James & Alessandro END

Alessandro's POV

The room got filled with the soft, even breathing that escaped James' plump lips. His chest heaved up as he breathed and the content smile on his face made the corner of my own lips curl up. Bringing my hand up that was resting on James' waist, I brushed with the back of my hand his cheek before placing a kiss on it. Retracting my lips from the soft skin as to not wake him up, I rested the side of my head on my hand while propping my elbow on the pillow, gazing at the innocent expression of the man who had seized my heart.

Wriggling in his sleep James faced away from me and the blanket that was wrapped around him draped off enough to reveal his scarred back that, though was slightly faded, glared angrily at me and deep vertical lines appeared between my brows as my lips were set in a thin line.

Closing my eyes, I breathed in through my nose, filling the lungs with air only to breathe it out again as I had to calm the errant blood that was coursing through my veins, and while I did that flashes of images of that faithful night played behind my eyelids.

Face void of any expression except for boredom, my eyes were aimed down at the two men groveling at my feet. My right ankle rested on my left knee and my arms were stretched across the couch as my back was perched against it.

The air in the office that belonged to one of the middle-aged men that had their forehead glued to the ground was stale, and not because the air-conditioning was switched on, but because I wasn't in a peppy mood.

"Mr. Valentino, s-sir. I promise I will pay what I ow this week, so please forgive this old man this one time." The middle-aged man begged in a tremulous voice, haltingly raising his head up from the ground and eyed up at me. His tear coated eyes vocalizing their desire to live another day.

Piero and Antonio stood on each side of the door, blocking the two men's escape route. Piero wore a giddy smile, as if he was a kid on a school field. He kept moving back and forth from his heels to his toes like a seesaw, getting impatient for some action. While Antonio turned his head to the side to let out a yawn, before grumbling teary-eyed how he was working overtime again with his arms crossed over his chest.

I clicked with my tongue and spoke, "I find that truly hard to believe when you were playing poker with your friend over here, betting with the money that you ow me. I must seem like a big joke to you, hmm?"

The man shook his head vehemently, where even his mustache whipped in different directions. Shock of tremors went through the man's body and he brought his hand together, rubbing them against each other vertically. "H-how could I ever make a fool out of you, sir?"

"I'm also wondering about that."

"M-Mr. V-Valentino." A wobbly voice interjected in the conversation, and my eyes darted to the other man, who had his eyes slightly raised from the ground. His pupils shook when they met my sharp look and bobbed his Adam's apple as he gulped his saliva nervously down before parting his lips.

"I have nothing to do with this man, so could I please l-leave?"

Hearing this, my eyes shaped into a pair of crescent as I gave the man a wide perfunctory smile, revealing to him my set row of teeth. "Sure you can."

The man sighed, relieved, and was about to excuse himself. But I was far from being done. "If you pay the rest of the money that your buddy owes me."

The man's face became white like a sheet of paper and his broaden eyes quivered in despair. "W-What?"

"I am sure that today hasn't been the first time that you guys were betting, so you must have saved quite some money, hmm?"

"T-That, the m-money I don't-"

"You don't have it? No problem, your organs will make up for it." I stood up from the couch and made my way to the door, but before I exited the room, the smile on my face fell and I glanced at Piero and Antonio. "You know what to do. I'll be outside and Piero," I called out to my little brother.

"Hmm." He tilted his head to the side, giving me his dubious smile.

"The organs have to be intact."

"Yes, sir!"

I exasperated, knowing that he won't listen, and asked Antonio to make sure that Piero won't go crazy before leaving the office to enter the bar. The pungent smell of cigarettes and alcohol wafted in the air. People who were on the dance floor grind against each other intoxicated while the other people at the tables chattered boisterously over the foghorn music. No one knew that the owner of this place was getting killed and his organs stolen from him.

About to retch from the suffocating air, I was about to make my way out until the sour face of a guy sitting alone at the bar caught my attention, stopping me mid-track. His golden locks that spiraled at the end lustered under the cut-rate rackety lamps of the bar, and his caramel skin that emphasized his piercing green eyes had my heart skipping a beat.

The young man's face contoured in displeasure, glancing around the room while holding a drink. He then turned around, only to look over his shoulders again in search of something. Every time he did that, his mood damped until it became pitch black.

An unexpected chuckle escaped my lips, not getting enough of his animated expressions. Drawn to him like a moth to the flame, my legs brought me to where he was and before I knew the words rolled over my tongue.

"Is this seat free?" He glanced over to look at me and I sucked in a sharp breath at how he was even more enticing up close. The scowl on his face smoothened and his eyes broaden in shock as he gave me a quick one over. He didn't hold back the lust in his voice as he smiled at me mischievously. "Sure go ahead." A sharp stab went to my groin, and I groaned at the tent forming in my slacks as I took a place next to him, smiling to hide away the dark desire that had been growing in me from the moment my eyes laid their sight on him. God, his voice was sweet like honey and it directly lured me in his pace.

The few words exchanged between us were pleasantly rousing, as he didn't shy away from verbalizing out his intentions, causing the tension between us to become dense. I had to will myself from not looking at those delectable lips as I kept wondering to myself how they would feel wrapped around my member. But when he slung his taunting words at me, all inhabitations came undone and a growl rippled through my throat as I dove to taste those divine lips.

I became a starved man, wanting to quench my thirst and Bambino was my never ending Nile river. I couldn't stop myself from sucking and biting on those lips until they became tender and blistered before taking him away from the bar to my hotel.

I messaged Antonio that I will go back to my hotel and that I wished not to be disturbed. Meaning, keep Piero away from my damn bedroom.

My mind got filled with Bambino's delicious moans as I worked on his body on the bed. Our clothes ripped from each other's body and strewn on the ground like garbage, making sure that where ever my fingers trailed that something would ignite in him. I latched my mouth onto his neck, nibbling and sucking on it to leave a mark, earning a delightful sigh from Bambino that only further stirred my arousal. My hand ventured down from his chest to hold his rigid length and hear a sharp hiss as if I had burned him and before I could move my hand up and down his hand took a hold of my wrist as he gaped at me with a horrified expression.

"What are you doing?"

I cocked a brow at him, not understanding why he was so alarmed. "I am prepping you."

"In that case, just take some lube to stretch my hole a little and fuck me already."

My brows furrowed affront. "That's not prepping. That's me hurting you while I take care of myself. We aren't fucking animals. For your information I want to pleasure my partners." Saying that, I went back to stroking his member, that was twitching for attention only to be interrupted again.

"W-Wait!" His voice came out half exploded, and I saw the fear hovering in his eyes that only brought my brows closer to each other. "You really don't have to do that. Instead, I can do that for you."

"Bambino don't tell me I am the first person to do something like this?" The cheeks that turned red as the emerald globes diverted themselves from me in shame and the silence that came after it was enough of an answer to let my blood boil in silence. I took a mental note to start a manhunt on those who dared to lay a hand on him, but first I need to ease the adorable creature in front of me.

My lips descended back on his, silencing the words that wanted to argue with me, turning it in a moan. Disconnecting the kiss, I whispered against his lips in an assuring tone, "Let me do this for you. If you still feel any discomfort I will stop, okay?"

Biting down on his bottom lip, the doubt that swirled in his eyes shimmered down, and the hand that held my wrist reluctantly loosened its hold, extricating me. At the subtle move of submission, my lips twitched. My hand moved up and down against the length, while my mouth busied itself by swirling its tongue around the small bud on Bambino's chest. Sigh and moans escaped from Bambino's lips and I gave his member a slight squeeze while having his bud puckered between my teeth.

"Ah…!" Bambino gasped at the action. The movement of my hand soon turned faster and the amount of pre-cum that leaked from his tip heightened, letting me know he was getting close. My eyes darkened at the unfocussed eyes of Bambino, knowing that I was the root cause of it. He looked absolutely amorous.

Unlatching my lips around his nip, I brought my head up to capture his lips ones more, and Bambino moaned in the kiss, and with one more pump of my hand he came undone. The thick white consistency coating the palm of my hand. His chest heaved while his eyes were closed after detaching our lips.

While he was catching his breath, his eyes flew open when he felt me kneading his tights apart with one hand. Settling between it, I used Bambino's body fluid that coated my hand as lube. My finger probing at his entrance before pushing through, earning a gasp from Bambino. In the course of my fingers thrusting in and out of him, Bambino was pushed over the edge again, releasing a keening cry before spraying his fluids over his stomach.

I took a condom from one of the nightstand drawers and placed it over my length before I settled between Bambino's limp body. "My name is Alessandro. What's your name?" I questioned as I lowered my member, rubbing against the lubed entrance while keeping my eyes fixed on him. And bambino's hands that were on the surface of the bed, gripped and crumbled the sheets when it felt me pushing my rigid length in him.

"We will not see each other again after this anyway, so why bother exchanging each other's names?" He answered between heavy breaths that were contoured with arousal. Though his eyes were hooded, the defying twinkle in them tickled my sadistic heart and I surged forward, snapping my hips against his, filling him to the base.

"Ah…!" Bambino cried out and threw his head back as his eyes rolled back and his back arched.

"Let's see how long you will keep up that attitude." I smiled sinisterly, my words holding a promise that he won't leave the room until he had given me his name.

But this endearing, headstrong fool never gave me his name. No matter in which position I took him, no matter how many times I pushed him to the brink, he kept his identity to himself and before we knew it, dawn had arrived.

James laid on his stomach, his arms and legs splayed on the bed as his energy was depleted. That's when my eyes caught the scars on his back that weren't visible at the beginning, as we were drunk in each other's presence. Those scars were obviously scars born out of abuse and I felt myself marinate in anger. I was brimming with hostility for whoever had done that to my man.

That's when I realized that I was going to make this man mine, but when I arrived back from taking a shower, he was gone. I used everything to find him, gathered every information on him and found out his true identity. Every time I got to the place where he was last seen, he was gone before I got to him.

That was around the time when Mark asked me for a favor, which was more of a threat, and by faith, I found Bambino again.

But knowing how quick he was in escaping, my grasp immediately brought forth a plan to shut down his every escape route. The first thing that I did was destroying the organization that he was affiliated with and the rest is now a beautiful history.

Coming back from my memory lane, my eyes fixated themselves on James' sleeping body.

"And now," I placed a soft kiss on his back. "You're finally mine."

END