"Yeah but I said tits, moron. Didn't you hear me? You ain't go those, do you? Or a pussy. So why bother? I ain't got no pussy either." So he wasn't about to get fucked, he couldn't. He was a guy. Guys weren't supposed to do that. "I'm not gay. You're just pushing it cause you want it."
He moved his head away from the pet and he wanted to go for scary and angry but the expression came out more pouty and annoyed. "Stop touching my dick, salary man." Especially the way he was touching. Not quite there. Not enough to get anything good. Or to escape it, of course.
Jonathan ended up laughing, softly and not for long, but unmistakably. He kept amusing him, this weird wannabe gangster. "Change your career," he recommended, "And consider your sexuality."
That said he leaned forward and he kissed him. It was a soft kiss, but he deepened it. His eyes closed and he allowed himself to linger just a little, before he pulled back. He got off the bed smoothly, reaching for his shirt so he could start getting dressed. "If you can't get loose, they'll find you in the morning. Room service."
Woah. His first kiss. And it was with this dangerous pervert. It was a pretty good kiss, he tasted like whiskey. It was a nice taste, actually. Then he was pulling away and getting changed and things started to get panicked. "Hey! You can't leave me like this!"
He huffed and struggled, trying to reach the knot but he couldn't quite get there. He growled and snapped angrily at the salary man. "Oi! Give me my phone back!" Maybe he could call for help. Actually, no, horrible idea. "And at least give me my knife back too!"
"I'll leave your luxury phone on the nightstand, puppy. Relax. No need to yap." He put on his suit jacket and then, since Xinjia had brought it up, he bent down to pick up the knife. He closed and then opened it again with a practised move, reading the engraving. Engraved flip knife. Adorable.
He smiled to himself and then shook his head. "I'll keep this. After all, you get to keep the tie. A fair exchange."
Of sorts, anyway. "It's too bad you are not into men. We could have had some real fun."
"Yeah, well, I'm not and I don't want to have fun with you." He watched Jonathan take his knife and knew he would have to get it back. It was special. It had his name on it and everything. A gangster's first knife was special! That's what his older brothers said when they talked about gang stuff. It's about the first knife. The first kill. That was how someone made a statement.
"When I get out of here, I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna get you, salary man."
Jonathan closed the knife and put it into his inside pocket. Then he picked his glasses up off the nightstand and put them on. After adjusting them, he bowed politely, like a proper salary man. "I wish you luck with your endeavour."
He would most definitely need it. "See you around, Wang Xinjia. I'll be waiting."
He watched Jonathan bow and then leave, hearing the door shut and then trying to get himself free. It was impossible. He let his head hit the pillow in frustration. What an asshole.
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He moved his head away from the pet and he wanted to go for scary and angry but the expression came out more pouty and annoyed. "Stop touching my dick, salary man." Especially the way he was touching. Not quite there. Not enough to get anything good. Or to escape it, of course.
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That said he leaned forward and he kissed him. It was a soft kiss, but he deepened it. His eyes closed and he allowed himself to linger just a little, before he pulled back. He got off the bed smoothly, reaching for his shirt so he could start getting dressed. "If you can't get loose, they'll find you in the morning. Room service."
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He huffed and struggled, trying to reach the knot but he couldn't quite get there. He growled and snapped angrily at the salary man. "Oi! Give me my phone back!" Maybe he could call for help. Actually, no, horrible idea. "And at least give me my knife back too!"
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He smiled to himself and then shook his head. "I'll keep this. After all, you get to keep the tie. A fair exchange."
Of sorts, anyway. "It's too bad you are not into men. We could have had some real fun."
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"When I get out of here, I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna get you, salary man."
Or, at least, he would try anyway.
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He would most definitely need it. "See you around, Wang Xinjia. I'll be waiting."
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He watched Jonathan bow and then leave, hearing the door shut and then trying to get himself free. It was impossible. He let his head hit the pillow in frustration. What an asshole.