Boom

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

“The sweetest,” Toy replied with a smile, eyes tracking the motion of Gavin’s finger under the waistband of his cropped linen pants. They were light, airy, easy to remove. He’d thought it out, imagined exactly this, calloused fingers brushing the skin of his hip.

Gavin was kind, too kind. Kinder than Toy ever expected to be treated. “I’m not. But I’m learning to be okay with that.” Perfection wasn’t an attainable goal. He had to be enough without it. Toy chuckled, a shiver running up his spine at the thought of being over Gavin’s knee. “You don’t need an excuse. As long as you cuddle me after.” He ran his fingers through Gavin’s hair, giving the soft touches he craved.

[gavinxlang]

God, he really was. The sweetest. Toy's skin was so soft under his fingers. He could stay like this for hours, drifting kisses over his skin and staring up at the submissive with something very close to adoration in his eyes.

Toy was right, of course, perfection wasn't a goal anyone should have. But it was hard to not think of the other as anything other than perfect when he was splayed beneath him so sweetly, so tempting. "Mmm, noted. Definitely something to be explored." His cock throbbed at the mere idea of throwing Toy over his knee. "For now, I just want to watch you fall apart. "Raise your hips," he muttered, fingers hooking in his waist band to pull down those airy pants.

[zayn-saelau]

Zayn grinned as Gavin accepted his hand and started leading them through the building. "Don't worry. Just buy me a strong drink and I promise I'll take care of the rest. Won't remember a thing in the morning."

He took the shortest path with the least amount of security cameras. The dark corners he brought men to. Within minutes, they reached a door labeled as an emergency exit. "Alarm's been broken for years," he said, pushing it open. "After you." He followed Gavin outside into the night air. "There's a bar nearby that is so dark, I could give you a BJ right out in the open and nobody would even notice. And they don't water their drinks down. A perfect place to forget a name."

[gavinxlang]

This kid was ridiculous. It was amazing that he'd survived so long in an establishment owned by the syndicate. Or maybe he'd survived this long due to his personality. Who knew? "Safety first," he snarked at the mention of the broken emergency alarm.

Gavin was pretty sure he didn't actually breathe until they were out in the open. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text that he was out. Hopefully they wouldn't question what happened quite yet. "Good, let's go there. The way this night has gone, I really need that drink." Might even need that BJ even though he'd probably pass. He sucked in a deep breath and motioned for Zayn to lead.

[zayn-saelau]

"Right? Like if I'm going to end up in a dumpster, at least let it be one that doesn't have other half rotted bodies in it." Zayn chuckled and found himself a little relieved that the stranger agreed to leave with him, agreed not to do whatever he was here to do. Zayn, for once, had judged a situation correctly. Stupidly. Accidentally. But correctly.

"Clearly," Zayn nearly purred, stepping into Gavin's space. "You know there are cameras in here, right? And pretty much everywhere else in this building. Except...a few spots." He reached up to brush a few strands of hair out of the stranger's face. To make it look like they were there together. Purposefully. Zayn could deal with whatever trouble he got in with his boss later. If they even called him on it. "We'll just make it look like you're my side trick, hmm?" Taking Gavin's hand, he started leading him through the quieter halls, the places where he knew the cameras could not find them. "I'm Zayn," he said, looking over his shoulder with a grin.

[gavinxlang]

The dancer was brazen. He would chalk it up to good acting but he had a feeling this was not really an act. He blinked as the other brushed his hair from his eyes. Gavin hated feeling so out of control but he had no choice but to follow the other's lead. "Side trick, huh?" He could do that. He followed a long, grip tight on the other's hand. "Gavin," he replied. He'd probably regret giving Zayn his real name but whatever. This night had gone too sideways for him to really care. "Try not to remember it."

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy smiled as Gavin kissed him again and let his fingers brush through Gavin’s hair as the dominant made his way down his body. “I like red. But I’m a child of Summer, so I’m afraid I never totally lose my glow.” Born in in the Summer and raised in the tropical heat of Thailand. The summer glow was his birthright.

“Hmm….it depends,” he said. “Most of the time…I want to be so good, so pretty and perfect.” Perfect for his dom. “But it’s good to test boundaries sometimes…isn’t it?”

[gavinxlang]

"Ah. A sweet summer child," Gavin hummed pausing at Toy's waist and slipping a finger under his waist band. "We should have done something about this already."

"You are always perfect. Always so good." Gavin propped his chin on one hand as he stared up at Toy. "Makes me wonder what it would be like to watch you test the rope. See if you can push back a bit." His eyes glinted a bit evilly. "Or maybe I just want an excuse to put you over my knee.

[zayn-saelau]

Zayn chuckled. "It'd be a self report if I did. They'd know I was here when I wasn't supposed to be. I'd be in as deep shit as you probably. I may dance at one of their clubs, but I don't exactly dream of ending up in one of the Syndicate's dumpsters." Though, it had on many occasions been prophesized that his life might end in such a way.

"Whatever you were going to do is probably more exciting than getting a drink with a stripper, but I promise I'm a fun time." It was easy to put on the charm, even in moments like this. Now that he didn't have Seo protecting him, he didn't have a choice. But it was easy. He did it for a living, no matter where a hand wandered, no matter who the hand was attached to.

[gavinxlang]

Gavin didn't doubt the dancer was a fun time. But he did doubt the other man would want to be anywhere near him if he knew what he was about to do. "That we have in common. I have no desire to end up in a Syndicate dumpster either."

More exciting? Debatable. More dangerous? No doubt. "Alright, c'mon then. Lead the way out of here. You clearly know the place better than me." Once he was outside, he'd send a quick text and call off this part of the plan. There was no way to be successful now.

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy shivered, lips brushing against Gavin’s hair. He could have stayed there for an eternity, Gavin’s mouth on his skin, his hands in the dominant’s hair, both of them holding each other. But he also was happy to wrap his legs around Gavin, clinging to him as he was carried to the bed, breathless and smiling as he landed on the mattress, legs open for Gavin to slide between.

He smiled into the kiss before letting himself fall back on the mattress, arms over his head as if Gavin were really tying him up. “I’d like that,” he said. “What color should the rope be? Black? Red? Gold?” He could imagine it, hours of being at Gavin’s mercy, hours of nothing but the two of them together.

[gavinxlang]

Gavin stared down at the vision of Toy spread out beneath him, his mind racing with the possibilities even while his blood steadily flowed south. "Hmm." He started with another kiss to Toy's lips before he let himself leisurely work his way down, stalling his answer. Toy's skin was like silk. Marking it would be so satisfying. "Red, I think. Red for passion. Maybe black after you lose your summer glow." Gavin paused and gazed up again to catch Toy's eyes. "Do you like to test the ropes? See if they are truly holding you? Or do you like being tied-up so pretty, not moving a muscle?"

[zayn-saelau]

"Are you curiosity? Am I the cat?" Zayn asked. What did he really care at this point? His life was a mess anyway. "I don't know. There are a lot of choices. Infinite possibilities." He wondered about this guy though. Zayn didn't exactly have survival instincts, and he didn't have a gauge of who he should or shouldn't be around. He tended to throw himself at the most dangerous people in any given room, laughing and fucking all the while, surviving like any common scum. But this guy could have already attacked him, already hurt him. And Zayn would be an easy target. But he hadn't. "You know, whatever it is that you're here to do...you can come with me out the back entrance instead, and we can just leave. Nobody will be the wiser. I was heading out anyway." He tilted his head to the side. "What do you think? You don't seem like the kind of person who wants to hurt anyone and well...you don't know who else is in the building if you didn't even know I was here. Come get a drink with me instead."

[gavinxlang]

Who was this guy? It was like the other man had no self preservation skills at all. It was sort of amazing to to Gavin that he survived at all in this place. And god forbid, he really didn't want to have to make sure the dancer couldn't nail him for anything else. He was right, Gavin didn't want to hurt anyone but he would. He had.

"If we do this, if I leave with you, how do I know you aren't going to tell someone you saw me here, huh?" Then again, maybe it would be a good thing to have an in with someone who worked at the 86. Gavin thought maybe he wouldn't be a hard guy to get information out of. He wouldn't even have to threaten him, probably.

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy’s eyes made a similar journey when Gavin removed his shirt, seeing him like this for the first time. He let Gavin pull him into his arms, into his lap, smiling as he let his hands travel over Gavin’s chest. “You are too,” he said, feeling butterflies to hear himself be called beautiful, to feel beautiful. He wondered if anyone actually ever thought he was beautiful before, or if he’d just been useful. It made him chuckle out loud to think about it before he felt Gavin’s tongue against his nipple, moaning at the sensation. His fingers went immediately into Gavin’s hair, brushing against against his scalp as he leaned in to press a kiss to the dominant’s temple.

[gavinxlang]

Gavin felt drunk from Toy's moan. It fueled his desire for more. More of that sound. More of Toy. His lips closed around his nipple and sucked, teeth worrying it to a hardened peak as his hands traveled over his skin. "Legs around my waist." He mumbled the words as he pulled back and waited, deftly lifting Toy and carrying him to the bed.

Gavin sat the other down and just looked at him for a moment. "You really are gorgeous. Makes me wonder what you would look like in rope." He smiled devilishly, coming closer to claim another kiss. "Tell me, would you like that? To be tied up for me? I could play with you like that for hours."

[zayn-saelau]

"Okay but like...if someone else walked in here, they'd at least recognize me. Can't say the same for you, can I?" This guy didn't look like any of the bouncers or bartenders. Zayn was pretty well acquainted with the others who worked in the club. But what if this guy worked for the Syndicate? Last thing he needed was to be on their radar. "Not a side hustle. Just getting some extra credit from teacher," he replied with a smirk. "Soooo...what are you doing? Not here to peep on dancers in the dressing room if you knew we weren't supposed to be here."

[gavinxlang]

Jesus. He could be anyone and this guy was smirking at him. Did he have no sense of self-preservation? "You're just full of questions, huh? Curiosity killed the cat, you know." Obviously, smirky wasn't dangerous or he'd have already clocked him. "If I'm not peeping and you know I'm not supposed to be here, there aren't very many other choices are there?" He fingered the knife in his pocket contemplating showing it just for effect. He had no intentions of using it. Hopefully the dancer would come to the conclusion that he was doing something illegal and high tail it.

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy sucked in a quick breath at the nip to his earlobe. He tilted his head to give Gavin space to kiss down his neck, smiling at the comment. “I must have gotten dinner on me while cooking,” he teased, breath catching in his throat as Gavin left a mark on his skin. It had been a long time since he’d been marked by anyone, since he reveled in signs of another person on his skin. He slowly pulled his shirt up over his head, casting it aside easily without a care for where it landed. Eyeing Gavin’s shirt, Toy pressed a hand against his chest, over his heart. “I want to see you too,” he said.

[gavinxlang]

Gavin let his eyes roam over Toy's bare skin, taking in the sight of the bruise he'd left. He was slight but not without muscle. He licked his lips thinking of tracing the lines of Toy's body with his tongue. He smirked as he complied with Toy's request, pulling his own shirt off and flinging it just as carelessly. "C'mere," he demanded, reaching to pull Toy into his lap. "You're beautiful, you know," he whispered before he put his tongue back to use, dipping his head and flicking the tip against Toy's nipple.

[zayn-saelau]

It wasn't the best choice Zayn had ever made to stay at the 86 after everyone was sent home. Really, even he knew better than to be there when he wasn't supposed to. Choice was a strong word for it though. It was really just Zayn's delightful little brand of negligence, his talent for carelessness. And really, what would giving a private dance one client in the backrooms hurt? He needed the money, needed any money he could get his hands on.

He'd made it a game for the client. A quiet little secret between the two of them, used it to create that pretend intimacy between them. Zayn was positive half of the clients erection was due to the fact that they weren't supposed to be there. And it got Zayn an extra hundred in tips when he finally managed to push the gentleman out one of the emergency exits, the one with the alarm that had been broken for the better half of a year.

Zayn just needed to change, grab his stuff, and then he'd be out that same emergency door and nobody would be the wiser. The rest of the night, he could have phone sex with with a few freelance clients he found on onlyfans and watch their payments roll into his venmo.

When he passed through the hallway, heading towards the dressing room, however, he had a brief moment where he feared his plan was shattered. He'd been caught in the building after hours. He was going to lose his job. Except...the man pressed up against the wall wasn't someone Zayn recognized. "Uh...hi? It's none of my business but...are you supposed to be here?"

[gavinxlang]

"You're right, it's none of your business." Gavin sighed and kept to the dark space as much as possible, hoping that the other man wouldn't pay much attention to his face. "You're aren't supposed to be here either, yeah?" he questioned shifting the focus away from himself. No one was supposed to be here, that's why he was here. "You here working a side hustle or something?" Hopefully the guy was just trying to make bank on the side. He didn't look dangerous and Gavin wasn't interested in displaying the knife he had tucked into his pocket, more for wire cutting than self defense but it would do in a pinch. He could alert the two out front but he didn't think it was necessary, yet.

[gavinxlang]

@zayn-saelau

First task complete, Gavin made his way to the 86, moving quickly. He used a burner to contact a couple of members that would casually walk by the club to distract any guards there. Once everything was set, he'd signal them and wait an allotted time before detonation. Hopefully everyone would be well away by then.

Living on this side of the law had taught Gavin a lot about being invisible. It slipped around the building with relative ease. After that, it was pretty easy to get in the back door. In hindsight, he should have known it was going far too easily.

He moved silently through the back rooms of the club, looking for the boiler room. He was fairly certain there wasn't a basement and setting a charge in the main room wouldn't blow the place apart like he wanted.

The silence was suddenly broken by a door creaking open and Gavin cursed under his breath realizing there was really no where to go. He plastered himself against the wall and waited. Hopefully whoever was coming through that door wasn't armed.

[gavinxlang]

Boom Goes the Dynamite

Gavin truly had no qualms about blowing up an empty building. Even if Damien was proving to be more insane than he’d originally thought. When the leader had laid out what he wanted, it was easy to agree. Both buildings would be empty. The warehouse was filled with syndicate goods but was locked up tight. The only people around would be syndicate guards and he truly didn’t give a shit if he knocked out a couple of their goons. 

As for the 86, word on the street was it was being shuttered early. Something about the city coming through in the morning for an inspection. The staff was supposed to vacate after scrubbing the place from top to bottom.  If it had guards, well, they weren’t innocent.

In either case, Gavin was pleased for once, that Damien was almost ensuring no innocent lives would be lost. 

It was almost too easy to set the charges at the warehouse.  He was in and out in less than 20 minutes, the charges themselves set up with a remote detonation system powered by his cell phone. 

He was four blocks away when he made the call. 

Knowing that syndicate members would be rushing to the scene of that explosion, Gavin made his way to the 86. So far everything had gone off without a hitch. Hopefully, his luck would hold.

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy smiled and nodded his consent to this little guessing game. There was no losing for either one of them. Gavin couldn’t possibly find a place on his body that Toy wouldn’t want him to kiss. And Toy would enjoy the game all the way through. A true win for them both. His hands slid down to Gavin’s shoulders, head tilting naturally as Gavin kissed his jaw, right up near his ear. He shivered as he felt Gavin’s breath against his ear. “Traffic light colors,” he responded for the simple fact that they were easy English words he could remember no matter how clouded his head was with want.

[gavinxlang]

"Perfect." His teeth closed around Toy's ear lobe for a moment and tugged, his tongue darting out afterwards to soothe the sting. His assault continued down, kisses along the slope of Toy's neck, sun-kissed skin nearly glowing in the starlight coming in from the window. "You're delicious you know." His fingers hooked in Toy's collar and pulled it to the side to reveal his collarbone. He couldn't help leaving a mark there, something that the submissive might look at later and remember him. He moved slowly, teasingly slow, knowing that his control would snap eventually. "Shirt off, gorgeous."

[gavinxlang]

[toy-amnuai-suwannarat]

Toy hummed. He wondered if the changes were all for the better. “I think they are. Ultimately. I’m happy now.” He was happy, sitting here next to Gavin.

Safety was difficult to come by. Toy knew it was more immediately dangerous in neighborhoods other than the one he lived in. But some days it was like his own mind was not safe for him to inhabit. Flashbacks and nightmares still occasionally had their hold over him when he was at his worst.

He smiled at Gavin as the dominant expressed his desire to kiss him under the stars. He smiled as Gavin kissed him. He smiled at the promise for more. Bringing a hand to Gavin’s cheek, he brushed his thumb across the impressive cheekbone there. “There are lots of places I think I’d like you to kiss me.” His bed would be a fine start.

[gavinxlang]

"Are there?" Gavin hummed, smiling at the touch, his own hands moving to nearly circle Toy's small waist. "I tell you what...How about I guess a few. You can tell me if I'm on the right track." He waited a beat before trailing his lips across Toy's jaw, light and teasing. A nip as he reaches the place his jaw curls up to meet his ear. His fingers tighten a bit as he tugs Toy closer, his breath hot against Toy's ear. "A safeword, Toy. Now, before I lose my head."

[gavinxlang]