Shady bar

@minpha ()Hmmmm, if you want to

@godfrey gao // GG let's drop this mess & skip to GG's next meeting with Minpha
How about it's a more or less "official" party, where Minpa also comes out as the real head of 'The Black Hand' ?
With a party, I mean like a diplomatic congregation of all the noteworthy people in Shangri-La

@godfrey gao "Heh. Just because you are well-endowed, don't think I'll let you my Minpha.", Koichi hmphed and snapped his fingers. In a flash his two bodyguards appeared. One of them held a still and unconscious Minpha up. The other gathered his belongings and handed them to Koichi, who began to dress his younger brother in his clothes. One bodyguard also gave him a wet tissue, with which the Japanese began to lovingly clean up his brother's make-up. As all this happened, Godfrey was completely ignored. To Koichi, a gang that only operated in one tiny city was a complete joke. He didn't get why Minpha was wasting his time here either, when they had a lovely yakuza clan they could take care of back home. Well... As long as he was having fun playing around with 'The Black Hand' or whatever. No though. Koichi would do his utmost to stop him from going back to his frivolous past. "Don't get close to my brother again, Godfrey.", he snarled, glaring at the man and then proceeded to waltz out of the apartment carrying Minpha like a princess.

He didn't know what his 'innocent' warning had caused. By outing himself as the youngers brother, he was revealing that the man claiming to be the head of 'The Black Hand' as well as Minpha's sibling, was not. As usual, his thoughtless behaviour was going to make Minpha's life difficult.

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@koichi Where did he go wrong in inviting Minpha back to his home? As of now, Godfrey was certain it was in the moment they met at the bar. He should have never brought the kid back to his place. Still, the tall male sat, in all his glory, glaring at the complete stranger from his spot on the bed. Sometime in the commotion he'd reached over to the nightstand for his pistol. "What?" The words that spilled from the man's lips made him entirely confused. Never in a million years did he think something this ed up would be the reason for someone hopping off of his . "Why the hell are you here? The alarm didn't go off..." Or maybe it did. He was infatuated in Minpha's body previously, so it was possible. However, he'd have to go get another, more powerful system installed. He didn't want to risk coming face to face with lunatics like this on a daily basis. "Look.." Godfrey threw his legs over the side of the bed, making his way over to the dresser to find some sweats to slip into. "I don't really know what your talking about, but if it's you seek, maybe try being less... Creepy? Ehh.." He paused, a bit creeped out himself as he slid his legs into the clothing. "I mean, before you knocked your friend over there out... He seemed pretty unhappy with your behavior." Half hard, and slightly pissed off, Godfrey lit a cigarette. This prick was lucky he was taking his medicine today. Otherwise, he wouldn't have spared even a moment in putting a bullet between the others eyes. "I do know one thing. I was having a good and you were the piece of who ran up in here, knocking all of that out! if anything, I should kill you where you stand." His voice was calm despite the comment. "Do you have any idea who it is your dealing with?" It was a card he pulled often, especially on days where his temper got the better of him. With therapy, he hoped he would get better, but alas, medication wasn't something he was fond of and he tended not to use it when directed to. God, could he really use a cigarette right now.

"You know what? It doesn't matter. Just get out of my apartment." Godfrey pointed to the opened bedroom door, clearly able to see the mess in the front room, from where the door had swung open.

@minpha @godfrey gao Koichi didn't have a special reason for not wanting Minpha to keep ing Godfrey. He just didn't like it. He was jealous of the both of them and he had decided that there was no way that Minpha was doing this voluntarily. He had clearly been forced. After his ding-dong and bells had disappeared, his bff didn't event want to have after all. Right? It was sad, Koichi lamented it too, but that's how it was! No way was he going to let someone else have a go at Minpha when he couldn't. Hmph. Despite the smaller being 'forced' to himself on Godfrey... he was resisting his saviour rather strongly. Koichi found himself yelping in pain more than once as the head of 'The Black Hand' punching, kicked, bit, even spat, and clawed at him. It got to a point where he wasn't holding the other anymore, he was just defending himself from Minpha's attacks. And then, in a crucial lapse of attention, the younger tried to escape back onto the bed, his eyes glaring like a starved lion. Screaming out in a panic, Koichi threw himself on top of the other and grabbed onto his legs with one arm. With the other he felt around for something to knock out the younger with, his hands finally grasping a lamp that had fallen to the ground during their little squabble. Raising it up high, he brought it crashing down onto Minpha's head with as much strength as he could muster and smiled in satisfaction when the teen (?) below him lost all strength in his body. He had passed out.

With a victorious grin, Koichi wiped the sweat off of his forehead and rose to his feet. "Hi. I'm Koichi, his best friend forever.", he greeted in a manner that was uncharacteristically polite for him. Then, he pointed a finger accusingly at the Godfrey, his eyes eating up the sight before him. He drooled a little. "You! How did you get him like that! Tell me all your secrets!"

@koichi @godfrey gao -- before Koichi ruined the party --

"Haaah~ Ah.. Ah.. G-good.. so good.. you feel s-so good", Minpha did not hold it, completely agreeing with Godfrey's more or less rhetorical question, disregarding how narcissistic it was. His words were broken up by soft pants and moans as he started to get into the rhythm of things, moving his slender hips faster and faster. Small beads of sweat started to form on his back and legs, his movements turning more and more into instinct, rather than conscious actions. "Now shut up.", he panted, signalling that anything else Godfrey said from this point onward was not going to be processed. He should just stay still and hard, like a good toy. Minpha's version of 'leading' was rather self-centred, but who could blame him.. it had been a long time. Furthermor, he wasn't even fond of his partner. Well, at least he looked hot. Angling his hips expertly, the pink-haired teen (?) guided little Godfrey right to the golden gate. He couldn't help himself, crying out in pleasure as he kept abusing that precious spot in his body. Of course, biologically speaking, he shouldn't feel that much from stimulating his prostate anymore. Everything he felt at this moment was in his mind, not real, but what did it matter? Butterflies still formed in his lower abdomen, and bolts of electricity still shot through his spine every single time. Several minutes had passed now and the Japanese was not even close to getting tired, his movements instead growing more vigorous. He was already close, gnawing on his lower lip to keep the noise down. Minpha was not just on the noisy side, he was also quite fast to .. but he also got hard again really quickly. Well, now there was nothing to 'get hard', so let's say he got back in the mood extremely quickly. Clenching and un-clenching his walls, his body now hot both inside and out, the cross-dresser cruelly dug his nails into the man's abdomen as yet another - of a series of many - cries escaped him. He was close. He didn't want to yet. His whole body was tense as he tried to hold himself back, his eyes wet from excessive stimulation. ".", he cursed rather unprettily, about to lose himself for the first of many times.....

[ "Minpha! No! Down!" ]

The Japanese who had NOT just arrived flinched in surprise as a very familiar and unpleasantly shrill voice assaulted his ears. Not able to react quickly due to his double-intoxicated state, alcohol and , he couldn't do anything as a pair of skinny arms grabbed him and pulled him away from Godfrey. Minpha wailed in despair as a terrible, terrible feeling of emptiness flooded his lower body. His blood ran cold, all excitement from moments ago vanishing with the wind. Now his eyes weren't just moist, tears flooded down his cheeks. Nothing was worse than -blocking. Absolutely nothing. Even in hindsight, Minpha would say that his tears at that moment had been entirely appropriate. Boiling with rage, he thrashed around wildly in Koichi's 'tender embrace', scratching and clawing at the other to free himself and get back to that lovely piece of meat. Eventually, the one guilty of -blocking did let him go under his heavy assault.. but just as the smaller Japanese was about to scramble back onto the bed, Koichi had grabbed his legs and was pulling him back down. And the next moment something hard hit his head and the lights went out.

@godfrey gao // to commemorate the creation of my 3rd character.. I'm going to have him crash this party cause yh. i want to. //

Koichi was growling at the display of his phone as he struggled to get the leather hotpants over his . "Damnit!", he cursed out loud, falling over onto his back with a groan. Even as he squirmed on the floor like a dying worm, his eyes were still glued to his phone and that nasty red dot that was blinking in a location it was not supposed to blink! Yes, that nasty red dot was Minpha. And Minpha was supposed to be home. Not wherever he was blinking now. He was in mortal danger. His parents were always in mortal danger whenever they went off the maps without their bodyguards, or so they said, so obviously this must be the case as well. As Minpha's one and only best friend forever - the poor girly-boy was a total loner, so he had no other friends - Koichi was going to rescue him. How far did they go back? Years! As the older, it was his duty to protect weak, fragile little Minpha. The Japanese screamed in pain as the zipper of his pants got caught in something they should most definitely not get caught in, his eyes brimming with tears.. but he it up.. for Minpha and stumbled out the door, sobbing. He wasn't wearing much of anything, as he had just woken up.. just the leather hotpants, leather over-knee boots with no heel, a studded choker and fingerless leather gloves, also adorned with studs. His black-pink hair was messily flying behind him as he stored out of the secured building where Minpha lived. Yes, he had forgotten his top and while his s were a bit chilly, he hadn't noticed yet.

Two of his own lackeys behind him, looking super serious, Koichi jumped into an armoured vehicle and they sped towards the red dot. Not much later, they arrived at a rather inconspicuous building. It didn't look like anything much. (lol) "Here it is! Here it is!", he screamed excitedly, looking forward to adventure. "Break the door down!", he commanded his two dogs, who proceeded to pick the lock instead of breaking down the door. A few minutes of suspicious, yet quiet click-click sounds later, the door was open and Koichi the brave stormed inside proclaiming that he had come to save the fair maiden. The scene he saw made him first pale in shock and then turn red in anger. "Minpha! No! Down!", he yelled angrily, storming onto the bed as he dragged the smaller off of Godfrey's . How did he know the y af man was called Godfrey? Well, Minpha had beat him up till he learned all the faces and names of the moderately important people in Shangri-La. Godfrey's name had been especially easy to learn. Uehehehehehehehehe.

@godfrey gao // RUDE

@minpha ()Coulda fooled meeee ;) *Dies on concussion*

@godfrey gao // *smacks you with a cast iron pan* minpha ain't no from the streets. Hmph! //

@minpha He knew what he was doing. Not bringing home from the street was a promise he'd made to his son years ago, but seeing as he was a hopeless addict stuck in his ways and that the boy wasn't there at the time being, he figured it was alright just this once. After all, good was indeed good . He was in no place to judge or discriminate, why not enjoy it for what it was? Good fun. Godfrey watched as the other worshipped his , feeling somewhat proud of the way he twitched against the others lips. Unlike other men, the crime lord had a size he could be proud of. It wasn't 'I'm-going-to-split-you-in-to' big, but it was bigger than what people were probably used to seeing. Not only that, his was pretty. The skin was the same shade as the rest of his body, he wasn't too veiny. All in all, he felt he resembled that of a star. Perhaps that would have been a better occupation, though such an occupation wouldn't give him the wealth he desired. In the long run, his lifestyle had become much, much more extravagant and expensive. Between spoiling himself and spoiling his son, it was entirely obvious that doing wasn't going to cut it. He already knew the boy was going to dislike coming home to a ually intoxicated father. That simply made him a bit on edge.

The man allowed the teen in front of him to do as he pleased. Seeing how the boy lacked the necessary parts to feel the same desires he did, Godfrey didn't want to have a try at making him feel uncomfortable or rushed, despite the urge he often felt to do the opposite. In fact, it wasn't until the other was stretched around his throbbing that the man spoke again. "I thought you'd never ing do it-" His impatience probably wasn't as prominent now, but upon feeling the slow pace of the other on top of him, he couldn't help but feel just a bit antsy. "It's nice right?" He just wanted compliments to feed his oversized ego. If there was one thing to be the fault of Godfrey Gao, it was his larger than life ego. All his unwavering confidence has ever gotten him was a body full of scars and bullet wounds. He was pretty insane after all. Once his adrenaline was pumping, there was absolutely no telling where his stupid temper would take him.

@godfrey gao Seeing as the other was giving his consent, Minpha focused his entire attention on little Godfrey. Seeing the others member standing tall and erect, twitching and oozing beneath his hand.. he could not help but his lips hungrily. He wanted to every last drop out of the man and relish the salty sweetness. Before he knew it he was already kissing the throbbing vein, salivating as his long lashes brushed against the sensitive little Godfrey. The Japanese mentally scolded himself and pulled away, instead crawling over the man so that the pink tip was brushing against his moist entrance. 'Eating' was nice, but if he kept giving s he would never get around to actually ing. Raising his hips, his back hollowed so that his chest dipped down, his erect s brushed against Godfrey's lean torso as nimble fingers grasped the others toned shoulders. Minpha's breathing was unstable, a soft moan escaping him just when he rubbed himself against the man's downstairs friend. The tip of the head kept slipping in, and the pink-haired teen (?) continued to self like so until his body was tingling, and aching from desire. His face was nestled in the nook of Godfrey's neck, his soft, wet lips brushing against bronzed skin.

Suddenly, without any warning, the pink-haired male raised his body up. He was kneeling over the man's , one hand guiding the member, the other flat against Godfrey's abdomen to support himself. Minpha slowly, steadily lowered himself and almost immediately an expression of pain and pleasure clouded his face, his lashes fluttering unsteadily. He could not help but moan in satisfaction, his eyes finally closing so that he completely indulge in his sense of touch. This feeling.. of being stretched, of having a warm, living thing rub against his walls... how long had it been? Amongst little moans, soft whimpers slipped out of him as his walls started to stretch past their limit. The cross-dresser was taking his time, for he still wanted to be able to walk out the door when he was done.

@kim jonghyun Mino followed the male, his brain managing to react almost as well as he usually did when he was checking on dangers. As they entered the apartment, he looked around to be sure it was safe, and then sat down in the couch rather relaxed. "It's alright. It's nice." He answered, looking at the other and bite his own lower lip just slightly.

@kim jonghyun Mino rarely got this drunk that he couldn't controle himself, but he was still able to be clear enough in his head to think rational. "Sure, let's get out of here." He spoke and got himself up on his feet, feeling more drunk by standing up than by just sitting. "Thank you. You didn't have to." He spoke to him with buying the drinks. "I don't know right now... But we could go back to your place and figure it out?" He suggested and went outside the bar, letting the other follow him. He leaned up against him, just a bit since he was feeling unsure on his feet, but quickly managed to find his balance so he didn't have to stand against him. It was rare that he got this drunk, he liked to be able to controle himself and not be an easy target, but with this guy, having fun, he hadn't been able to controle himself.

@kim jonghyun Mino nodded as the other told him about his story, feeling that the other had more of a choice to be here, and that he hadn't been hurt by coming. But he knew that those people excisted too, since many of them were people he killed. He managed to get hung up on the drinking side, so he got drunk as well, after a short time since they just poured down drink after drink.
Mino looked at him with a smirk. "You would like to know that huh? Well, I don't have much to tell. I just go by living." He answered, he couldn't really tell someone he knew nothing of, that he was a contract killer with daily jobs.

@kim jonghyun Mino raised a brow with a smirk, and grinned. "That wouldn't happen." He teased and chuckled a bit. Hearing his real name, made him nod. "Hello Jonghyun. I am Mino." He answered and drank from his drink. Seeing the other pour down his drink and raised a brow as he figured the other were more drunk than he had first thought. Taking some sips of his drink while the other looks around. Seeing him turn back his attention to him, he smiled a bit as the other asked him the queston. "I was kidnapped here. Made a living and stayed here." He spoke and put an elbow to the counter and his head in his hand. "You?" He asked, curious as the other seemed to be about him. He could tell he was drunk, but he never say no to something that this felt like.

@kim jonghyun Mino had used the late night to get some things done, well, not any good things really. He was done for tonight, and he really needed break from being a murderer and tone it down to just be him. After a bit, he found himself outside a bar, looking at the sign which was lit as it said the bar was still open. He was impressed that they was open still, so he walked inside and looked around. Not seeing any kind of danger to him, he went to the bar and sat down. Somehow, after very short time, a guy came to sit next to him, which made him look a little surprised. Hearing the male call him handsome, he knew exactly where this was heading. "Just out for a walk, saw the bar was still open, and here I am." He answered with a slight chuckle. Raising a brow as the other ordered something for him to drink, and just let it slide from being weird, since he was usually the one ordering drinks to guys. "Thank you. And what do I call you?" He asked and put on a smile for him. Taking the drink and tasted it.

@minpha Minpha, the type to want to take charge. It was a pretty easy connection to put together. Even if they had only met a handful of times, it was apparent in the way he carried himself. And though it was entirely against his nature to let another person have control of him, especially in the bed setting, he figured he could live with it. Even if it were for simply one month. Most would probably find Minpha appalling, even as they watched him strip, but to the man sitting before him tonight, Godfrey had nothing but love for the usual disfigurement. Unusual things brought him just as much pleasure as usual things did.. if not more. The people who possessed these unique qualities were almost always the most pleasing to be inside. As the other walked closer to the bed, his dark brown eyes followed lustfully, counting the steps it took for the other to reach his place on the bed and biting into his lower lip as he saw the others fingernail press into . A shaky breath released from in between his lips. Relax Godfrey, lay back and let him do a little on his own. This was something he had to continue repeating to himself, just to remember not roll the two of them over and take control.

"Minpha is so pretty.." His hand travelled up the others arm, tucking the strands on pink hair behind his ear. Perhaps he was just egging the other on, but in all honesty, the man did find the boy pretty in a certain way. He was ready to see the way his face contorted and the moans that would pour from his lips, he was ready to see the other indulge with all of his little body. That was the side of the brat he had yet to see and just the thought of it made his mouth water.

@godfrey gao Once again, Minpha simply laughed in response, flashing the other a mysterious smile. He had no interest in delving into a deep conversation with Godfrey - drunk or sober. He was pleasantly surprised by his reaction though, there were always those who couldn't handle it and withered like an un-watered plant when they found out. In hindsight, he really should have expected this though.. it was no secret that the man ed anything that moved. The others positive reaction 'below', too, had the cross-dresser anticipating what was to come. Minpha bit his lip, moving back with the intent of impaling himself with Godfrey's little friend. "...-" Instead, he was locking into the real Godfrey's embrace and given a peck on the cheek. Confusion. Why all this non-ual affection..? He couldn't help but scoff at the man's question, flashing him a disdainful look. "Look whose talking", he retorted for the first time since they'd started, but wrapped his arms around Godfrey when he was lifted up. 'Hmm.. I guess he prefers the bed.', he thought to himself as they moved. Indeed, they ended up on the bed. While he was being carried, the man had said something or other about toys, but Minpha didn't bother with that piece of information at the moment. He was getting impatient. He didn't appreciate his role as the lead being snatched away, but you can be sure that he was going to get it back.

The pink-haired teen (?) smirked at the others beckoning call. Instead of moving towards him, he slipped off of the bed and turned away from the man. With a coquettish glance, he began to undo the side of his skirt, letting it drop to the floor. Daintily, one shapely leg after the other, he stepped out of the circle of fabric and slowly turned around. His eyes flashed as he finally presented himself to Godfrey completely bare. "Such a nice you have~", he mused and wet his lips. "This Minpha will take good care of you", he continued, clearly teasing. "Why don't you just lean back and enjoy?" His words were slow, and his tone not as high-pitched as it normally was. There was a hunger within him that needed to be expressed. If Godfrey wasn't going to cooperate, he would find a way to subdue the man and get his way. The cross-dresser was on the bed now, kneeling before the other with his legs spread wide. He was leaning forward to facilitate the hand that had found its way home- to Godfrey's erect , and was currently teasing the slit with the nail of his index finger. This was the last string of his patience. If the man said anything more that was not "let's " or something along the lines, Minpha was going to take over.

@minpha "Woah... What the ?" He'd seen his fair share of ed up, but even now, Seeing Minpha with such a y disfigurement made his twitch. "Why the didn't you tell me, huh?" It was incredibly hot. "Though, I would've preferred a ." Any man would have preferred a so that didn't matter much. Godfrey stood up, wrapping his arms around Minpha's tiny frame as he allowed his lips to press against his cheek. If Asa knew about this, he would be angry. The little boy, by no means, liked it when his father brought home people to have with. was only something he was allowed to do with him, at least that was what he had expressed many times. Godfrey spoiled him, possibly a little too much, but the boy was his only love after all. But what he didn't know wasn't going to hurt him, or the man in his arms for that matter. It was a good thing Minpha didn't know of his son however, such a thing was dangerous information. "Are you going to ride me with this pretty of yours or are you going to keep yourself waiting even longer?" His lips ghosted over the others, one finger tilting his head up in order to look at him.

Godfrey picked up the tiny man, carrying him back towards his lavish bed. He cursed under his breath having stepped on one of the many toys Asa had left lying around his room and made a mental note to punish him later. "Ignore the toys... I told him to put them away before I left... Sometimes he can be quite forgetful." He sat on the bed, leaning back against the palms of his hands and his lips. "Come here, baby. Sit in my lap for a little while." He grinned proudly as his stood high in the air, making sure to get a good look at Minpha's little frame. Asa was going to be angry with him indeed. He somehow always found out when his father brought someone home, especially while he wasn't here. It made him feel bad to know that his little boy wouldn't allow a single person to touch his frame and yet Godfrey lusted after every creature he saw. He was trying to get better at it and to some extent, he was, just not quite as quickly as he had hoped.

@godfrey gao Minpha didn't bother giving a snarky remark as the other questioned the ability of his nimble fingers. He just smiled and kept doing what he was doing, working his way along Godfrey's . Watching the other coat his own fingers, his legs subconsciously spread a little wider and his rose a little higher in the air. He quirked a brow when his hand was yanked away, but who was he kidding... his ring of muscles was twitching needily as a warm, slimy finger slipped past. With his mouth too preoccupied to give instructions, he pushed his out, forcing the single digit to slide further in. Minpha had pretty good aim, whether that be with guns, or with positioning things that went into his , so Godfrey was immediately introduced to his trusted friend, the prostate. For a brief moment the shot of pleasure coursing his veins had him too distracted to anything, instead a lusty pant escaping him. Phantom pleasure or not, his brain was doing a great job of making him feel tingly all over. Good job, brain.

Satisfied by what Godfrey was doing in the back, he directed his attention to the man's front. Minpha smirked at the man's question and finally released the man's , giving it a before deciding to respond. He laughed lightly, his eyes flashing, looking right at him as he spoke: "Nothing to , Godfrey~" He paused for a moment to give the man's a little kiss before shifting closer. "Want Minpha to show you~?", he cooed softly, bringing up one hand to trace the crime lord's jawline. Minpha was smiling a smile that mixed desire and mischievousness. "It's not that pretty though", he chuckled once more, now whispering into the man's ear. The cross-dresser had pressed his body up against the others, raising his hips so that Godfrey's erect rubbed against the area where his s should be. It was a fairly smooth, but heavily scarred surface with a tiny whole only large enough for the necessary liquids to leave his body. Whenever Minpha examined himself in the mirror, he sort of felt like someone had just edited everything away to make him genderless. He didn't mind if Godfrey wanted to see, he'd long grown past feeling self-conscious about himself. In fact, he rather liked it, visually speaking. He hadn't worn underwear for years now, and it didn't matter because nothing was ever going to show.

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@minpha The other was already at work. stretching himself and greedily lapping at Godfrey's semi-hard . As of now, it had probably been at least 24 hours since the last time he had . Though it was with an enemy, this was long overdue by his terms. And God was Minpha good at it. He was so good at swallowing every inch and still managed to look pretty doing it. Not all es held this skill even. A few low moans sprang from his lips as he watched the others tiny mouth stretch around his throbbing length. "Your fingers are so small, I'm not sure I understand how they could please you." Compared to his thick fingers at least. Godfrey his index and middle finger, placing them in his mouth to lubricate them and prep them to finger Minpha's greedy little hole. "Move these.." He tore the other's tiny fingers away, easily slipping in his index finger as a replacement. When it came to , Godfrey loved many things, but he would have to say he loved the most. "Ahh... keep ing ..." The boy gripped him between his cheeks, so greedily taking everything he gave without any regret or hesitation. Minpha was a no doubt... or perhaps it was his drunken state that made him like this, it didn't really matter to him.

"Are you going to let me give you a too? Or are we not sharing?" Unable to see the others at this point, he wondered if his for the night even had one at all. Was this not as exciting to him as it was to Godfrey? Maybe the other was one of the trans kids. The ones with different parts and stuff. He didn't judge, though, he also didn't feel a . He knew from a mile away. Now that he actually said it out loud, he felt a little embarrassed. Minpha clearly didn't have any and with no begged the question, did the kid even have a ? .

@godfrey gao Minpha chuckled, enjoying the others reaction to his teasing. Poking at sensitive, prideful alpha males was always a joy. He nipped at the man's earlobe once more, then at his neck, as if he was barely restraining himself from sinking his teeth into the others toned flesh. He hid his smirk. "So impatient~", he hummed, moving back slightly so that the man could rid himself of the unnecessary clothing. Minpha didn't need any further 'shedding'.. he hadn't been wearing underwear in the first place, so he just watched. The slightly dazed cross-dresser brought up two fingers to on, leisurely dragging his tongue along their length, making sure to coat them in a thick layer of saliva. Not only was it a tolerable replacement for lubricant.. it also happened to help him get into things. He nearly choked at the man's next words, but managed to suppress it and simply slid the two fingers behind him to poke at his entrance. The cross-dresser laughed, his heartbeat steadily increasing as his anticipation rose. "Oh Godfrey.. you know far too little about me", he laughed and gave the man a patronizing look. Balls or not balls, testosterone or no testosterone, Minpha's was certainly producing the right chemicals in this moment. A tiny smile danced on his lips as the man exposed his little friend.. big friend..? whatever. "Let's wake this guy up~~", he cooed more or less to himself, excitement evident in his voice as he scooted backwards and got into position. What position you ask? One hand at Godfrey's base, his head at his crotch and the other hand was playing with his own hole.

Right. Time to get to business. Minpha's eyes flashed as a very familiar sensation coursed through his body. He subconsciously his lips, his lashes fluttering as he dragged his tongue from the hilt, to the very tip. How exciting. Gently, the tip of his tongue pierced the man's slit before he plunged down, his lips firmly wrapped around little Godfrey's girth. Aaaaaaah.. he missed this. A faint blush crept onto his cheeks, his quivering as he plunged two fingers inside and began to stretch. Minpha peered up at the man cheekily, bobbing up and down to provide the man with friction. Occasionally, his lower back twitched as a tiny little flame was rekindled in his abdomen. The real ing hadn't even started yet, but he was already enjoying himself far too much...~ Minpha didn't mind playing a passive role during , but he much preferred to have the freedom to lead.. to do whatever the hell he wanted to satisfy his own selfish desires. The cross-dresser paused for a moment, only Godfrey's head in his mouth. He was panting slightly. The pink-haired teen (?) moaned softly, his back hollowing as he dug his fingers inside himself. Pressing his warm, wet tongue against the man's , his cheeks hollowed and he gave the man a thorough .

@minpha "I , you ing prick-" If it hadn't been for the other nibbling on his earlobe, he would've lost his temper again. However, the words that came from his lips were surprising indeed. Godfrey always led. It was one of the only perks of being a control freak and yet, the idea sparked a bit of curiosity inside of him. Just how good did feel to have someone else take the lead? To be worshipped like some king. "What are you waiting for then..." The crime lord loved that idea. A king should never have to lift finger, not for a little bit of . "I don't want any of that stupid teasing stuff. I just want to ." He figured being honest would give the other a bit of direction to go in, not that Godfrey doubted or a second the others abilities. A bit young perhaps, but he probably knew a thing or two having come from a family of child trafficking. His hand took the one Minpha had rested upon the hem of his pants, lifting it for a moment as he insisted on undoing his own jeans. "I hope you're not too inexperienced, Minpha. I'm not as little as what your normal used too." His wasn't enormous, but it wasn't below the national average either. It certainly came as a shock to most who saw it for the first time, that was for sure.

@godfrey gao A cheery little laugh escaped him as he was pulled closer, automatically spreading his legs to.. be more.. comfortable. Minpha had stopped thinking about his actions a long time ago. Mess around with the head of the Crimson Field? Not the smartest thing to do, but seeing as he probably wasn't going to get shot.. not a terrible idea either. Besides, he had reached the penultimate stage of his drunken evolution. It went like this: noisy, naughty, , and finally, sleeping. His body quivered as the man's hands traced his soft skin and his nimble fingers began to slowly undo his buttons.. one by one. "I'm very, very drunk", he agreed with the crime lord, tilting his head to the side as he leaned forward to graze his teeth against Godfrey's neck. Many years ago, Minpha had been an abnormally ual person. Until jealousy, and in general just bad luck, left him mutilated. Without the hormones for ual desire being produced, Minpha is just a shadow of his former self. But especially when drunk he can relive his former glory, ..although what he feels is just phantom pleasure and his brain playing tricks on him. The cross-dresser wasn't particularly self-conscious about the missing things "below", he missed his libido sometimes though. Originally, he had preferred sober. That didn't do much of anything for him anymore.

"Godfrey~", he hummed, his warm breath tickling the man's neck as he popped upon the last button of his shirt. He began to slide his hands up towards the crime lord's shoulders, pushing the fabric off of his body. "I always thought you were kinda hot." Minpha chuckled. "Too bad you're such a ..", he continued, mumbling to himself, but loud enough for the other to hear. He moved closer, a smirk on his lips. He was dragging a fingernail down the man's front, lingering just above the hemline of his pants. "How do you like it?", he breathed against Godfrey's neck, playfully nipping at his earlobe. "Would you like me to lead?" Perhaps this was a stupid question, but it was a question Minpha asked out of habit.. and because he knew from experience that big boys sometime weren't as big as they seemed.

@minpha The response was like none other he had seen. 99.98% of every instance he had ever held his gun against another person's temple, that person cowered before him, begging for his forgiveness, though, most days he shot without that useless step. Hearing people plead him for their useless lives was just a pathetic waste of time. And no ones life was worth as much as his own did. Just feeling the tiny hand of Minpha beneath his clothes made him shutter. Godfrey never considered himself to be weak when it came to murdering someone, in fact, when it came down to do the deed, he had most people beat. But right now, with that mischievous look in the others eyes and the y expression on his face, he realized that there was one thing he loved more than killing: . There was no session he could pass up and being teased like this, though embarrassing, sealed his fate. As Minpha pushed the gun away, he allowed him to do so, dropping it down onto the floor. "We.. wouldn't want that..." Perhaps the man's biggest flaw was the vain view he possessed of himself. In his psychotic mind, he deserved what ever he wanted. He was tall, handsome, and rich. People with all those things deserved what they wanted. "Minpha is so pretty..." Godfrey cursed under his breath, angry with himself for giving into the younger male so easily. "But I should... I should kill you now....Not later..." His hands gripped the others waist, pulling him closer as the boy rubbed beneath his white, button up shirt. "You're drunk anyway... I-It couldn't be fun and-" He decided to simply shut his mouth at this point. The way his hands slid down the others body wasn't fooling anyone and it surely wasn't fooling Minpha.

@godfrey gao Minpha was making himself very comfortable, one hand clutching at godfrey's shirt, while the other travelled downwards, sneaking under the thin fabric to trace across a firm abdomen. He flashed a drunken smile and his own lips, mimicking the others behaviour. "How rude~~", he cooed softly and laughed once again. "Minpha isn't rat.. rats are disgusting. Minpha is faar more beautiful than the prettiest rat you'll ever find..~!" Clearly the young teen wasn't taking this conversation very seriously, nor did he pay particular attention to the barrel pressed against his head. Ara~ just little slip of Godfrey's finger and his brains would be splattered all over him. How ugly. Minpha retracted his hand from within the man's clothes and gently pushed the gun aside. "You'll get your shirt dirty", he scolded the other softly. Now that the man's gun was out of the way, he slid both of his hands up his (clean) shirt, letting his warm fingers travel. Minpha was practically leaning over Godfrey now, his pink [[hair colour changed!!!!!!!!]] hair cascading over his shoulders. "Kill me laterr", he lulled, a faint red tinge on his cheeks from all the alcohol. His eyes were glazed over, his lips dry. The cross-dresser shuddered slightly as a cold draft washed over his pearly white skin.

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