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Stripping down Love. (Assassination_nation - Happy-Faces-Me)

Maybe he should be less eager to hop in bed with a mobster, Belial had seen movies where girls got unlucky and died because their lover was in the mob, but Belial couldn’t help himself. To the blond, Vin’s promises were for more then just protection or money, his kisses were keys to the little parts of Belial that not even the stage revealed. He felt thoroughly confused as to how he should feel, but it didn’t matter when Vin was above him, making him feel all hot and bothered. “Vin…you know it wouldn’t have taken letting me get beat up to get me to be with you..” he joked softly, though at this point had no hard feelings about earlier.

Belial felt a groan escape from between their lips, from the back of his throat, and from then it was just down hill for Belial, who couldn’t help but completely burn at every single touch or movement that Vin made. He felt his loins stir when the man took his tongue, Belial’s chest rising and falling as his excitement grew. Soon he found himself unable to breathe, pulling away from Vin and panting hard. “S-Sorry….” he blushed, but then found himself gently sucking on the mans neck, even nibbling a bit, while his hands held his body up. After he was done giving attention to Vin’s skin, he went back to kissing his lips, parting once more after a while to softly whisper, “You know, I wouldn’t mind doing this all night, it feels good to me, but I thought you had something else in mind..” Not that he wasn’t completely content just kissing on Vin, but compared to Belial he must have a lot of experience, and he didn’t wanna seem like an inexperienced little thing.
 
Vin wouldn't let anything happen to the kid - not after what had already gone down. He would keep a watchful eye on him and that watchful eye would keep him safe enough if not more safe than if he were caged in bullet proof glass. But that was not what he was thinking of at the moment. He was thinking of the boy coiled and waiting under him, how the warm skin felt smoothly brushing along his own and those lips - he could taste them all night and never once get bored.

Once the boy pulled away from him the mobster would chuckle, eyebrows arching as he gave the man a soft smile. "You're alright..." He assured him, making sure he did not think he was upset about the interruption - especially when he felt those kisses on his neck. He would moan hotly against the boys cheek, head tilted down to allow the simple suction to his throat, brows pinching as he brushed his fingers soothingly over his rib cage. Kisses were returned when he found Belial ready to indulge him again and soon he was given a choice. He could push the boy into early sex, or he could make him hold out and wait for it, even crave it now that they had gotten to this point. "I'm one of those men who like to take my time, Belial..." He whispered against his lips before pressing down into it, eyes closing as he suckled sweetly on the mans bottom lip. "Are you insinuating that you want to skip me courting you and go right into sex?" He'd ask, eyebrows arched.
 
Perhaps there was a bit of shock, and even a little bit of confusion. Belial was used to men who, although they took it slow, whenever he mentioned sex actually going down, they jumped at it. By now his legs might have been opened, and he would be being ravished, but no, instead, he was still being kissed, and he couldn’t feel the mans hands anywhere that he usually felt hands. Belial’s heart was a flutter, and he even felt dizzy for a second, biting the inside of his cheek, the one not bruised. “Well I mean I just thought you wanted to…If you wanted to wait, that’s fine with me! …..So, h-how were you going to ‘court’ me..?” he asked almost bashfully, feeling the heat of a blush that had faded when he’d gotten comfortable with Vin, return to his pale cheeks.

It wasn’t something that the boy would expect, a mobster wanting to be all gentlemen like. Though, TV made everyone seem bad. It seemed crazy that Vinny was the most polite man he’d ever met, and also the most intimidating person he’d ever met. He made Belial wanna throw himself to his feet, while also wanting to see what taking it slow might be like. He felt at ease with Vin, felt more human although he was perhaps looked at as an item. He could see a future though, outside of the strip club, and that was something he’d never been able to see.
 
Vin grinned, those pearly whites being exposed as he watched the shock leak onto the mans face - how cute. "I do want to. But my mother raised me right. If you are interested in someone you got to know them...How they worked, how they ticked and then you could find out if you worked on the same wave length..." He purred as he lowered himself down a bit more, smoothing his hands out gently along the mans forehead to brush blond bangs back so he could kiss between his brows, down his nose and finally rest at his plush lips. "I have a few plans. If I told you I might as well just take you tonight - but I want to do something nice..." He would hum as he continued to gently gaze over the mans face, eyes half massed as he tried to memorize his features now that he had him this close.

"Don't worry...I'll make sure you like it." He'd smile as he rolled off him, now laying on his side so he could pull the boy back against him to spoon the man. Of course he was still hard, his sex pressed against the boys backside hard and strong but he didn't pin him and force him into copulations even when he gave him permission. Instead he settled his arm around his hip and his face was gently pressed into the mans neck, eyes half massed as he breathed in the boys scent. "Sleep. Tomorrow we will go get your things..."
 
It was a lot more interesting to Belial that Vin didn’t wanna just hop in bed with him and ravish him through the night. He was glad that he’d have a night where he’d spend in someone elses bed and not have sex. “Well that’s quite different, and I like it. I guess you can just keep them a secret from me for now, so it’ll be more fun when we actually get to doing it. I’m pretty excited…I’ll get to know you before I let you in my pants, or well, where my pants should be. “ he laughed, since he was the one moving them towards sex in the first place. But he was glad that Vin had some human dignity. He smiled softly, allowing the man to look him over. He too found himself continuing to stare at the male, his physical appearance almost as amazing as his inner self. Or the inner self that he showed Belial.

“I’m sure you will.” Belial grinned, sighing as the man removed himself from atop Belial’s form. He snuggled back against the man, feeling that mass against his flesh, gasping slightly although he didn’t make a move, or really feel all that uncomfortable. “Goodnight then, Vin…” he whispered softly, glancing back and smiling, before he made himself comfortable in the mans arms, comfortable enough to fall asleep, although it took him a while before his eyes stayed closed and his breathing slowed to a resting pace. It would be hours before he’d awake again, his senses returning to him as he slowly opened his eyes, the room looking much bright with the morning ahead of him. He looked at a clock on the wall, but couldn’t comprehend the time yet, closing his eyes again and allowing himself to rest a bit more. He didn’t want to wake up just yet, this soft bed still feeling like a dream to the young stripper.
 
Vin murmured against the back of the mans neck as they settled down to bed, eyes closing as he held the boy back against his chest tightly. "Goodnight." He whispered back gently as he brushed his hands up and down the mans stomach until he himself fell asleep.

Early in the morning the Italian man got himself out of bed, 5:30 am everyday no matter what unless it was a Saturday. On Sundays he normally went out with family after they went to church - he was not a church man. After all he had done he could not fakely walk into a house of god, get on his knee's and pretend to be a good and wonderful spiritual man. It was lieing to himself and the holy father - he knew what he was. So today he went to his study, letting the boy get more sleep should he want in because now all he was doing was signing off some papers. Scrawling down his signature was quick and easy, eyes half massed as he read over a few forms and documents and before he knew it it was a hour later. So up he went again to talk to the cook he hired and after a few sparse comments he went back upstairs to see if the man he brought home last night was awake.

So now he simply moved back to lay in bed, contented with curling a arm over the still resting boy as he pushed his face back into the back of his neck calmly, eyes closing. "Breakfast is going to be brought up soon, Belial..." He would tell him softly after feeling him move and squirm.
 
Now awake fully, Belial simply stayed in bed, not getting up because of how his body felt. Although he’d taken pain killers the night before he could still feel the ache in his gut where he’d been kicked, and while he wanted to get out of bed since he was alone at the moment, he decided laying about would be fine. He even slipped into a dream like sleeping state for a while, until he felt the bed shifting behind him, guessing it was Vin and staying still as the man wrapped around him, Belial finding himself nuzzling back against the male eagerly. “Mmm, ok…” he yawned and turned over, although he could have stayed with he man snuggled into the back of his neck forever. He met him face to face, smiling, his eyes half lidded. Leaning in, Belial placed a warm good morning kiss on the mans lips, giggling. “Good morning. That was easily the best sleep of my life..” he sighed softly and pulled close to Vin, taking his turn at resting in the crook of his neck.

The day would easily be filled with big changes and a few good byes, but mostly to his stripper pals and what not that were glad he’d be leaving so that they would have less competition for money. He felt calm though, and thoughts other then ones involving Vin were few and rare this morning. He didn’t have much to say, or well he had a lot to say but not right now. He’d hold it in for later, wanting to just feel the man next to him, feel a morning where he wasn’t still lingering on lust, a morning where there was someone next to him and no hand on his rear or something else vulgar. Although he might have preferred sex last night, because well who wouldn’t want a man like Vin to have their body, he could feel with a little struggle he’d get used to a cleaner life style, and the only thing he’d have to worry about now was that the man he’d be staying with was part of the mafia. Not that Belial actually cared at all.
 
Vin lifted his arm up slightly, allowing the man to move about against his chest and turn around - it was perfectly fine for him to shift about like that and he wouldn't impede him. The good morning kiss was returned warmly, eyes closing as he hugged the man closer to his built frame, hand moving to support his head as he drew his frame up. "I'm glad. This bed cost me a few thousand - I would hope it would suit you." He murmured as his hand smoothed down and over the others hair, stroking it and combing it with his fingers contently. His head would tilt down to allow the man to nuzzle into his neck, simply breathing and letting himself rest with this new man he had decided to keep around.

"Excuse me sir, but your food is ready." A older gentleman called from the door, dressed in a suit and tie and carrying several little trays on a small wooden bed desk. Vin would move to sit up, pulling pillows up to create a comfortable place to rest himself and Belial back as the butler placed the large tray over both of their legs so they could eat in bed. Juice, stuffed french toast with sweet cream cheese and blueberry were put before them along with bacon, eggs and sausage. Syrup was in a small metal pouring dispenser and off to the side was a newspaper that Vin took up in his hands quickly. "I plan on taking you to go talk to Alvin today. We might as well let him see your face. Take some more pain pills - they should be on your plate.." He glanced over and yes, he found a few pink pain pills for the boy.
 
Belial could have choked on the price of the bed, his own just being a small futon he’d bought after a few good nights at work. “I guess when you got the money, you gotta spend it.” he laughed softly, kissing gently on Vin’s neck as they lay there, happy to be enjoying the morning with him. He turned his head towards the man that had walked in, offering them breakfast in bed. Hell, if Belial wanted breakfast in bed he had to get up and fix breakfast, and if he still wanted to lay back down after that, he did it after eating. It was a lot different then home, but he liked it. So he’d sit up, still close to the male beside him, and waited as the food was set in front of him, the breakfast being one he’d see on him fancy hotel commercial. And oh it smelt way better then a television set and burnt bacon.

“Wow….Ha, you don’t see breakfasts like this very often. It looks amazing!” he grinned, glancing towards Vin and laughing. “Ok, that’s fine with me. I’m sure once he sees me he’ll tell me not to come back ‘til I’m well again. After that, what are we going to do? You mentioned courting me last night.” he giggled, squirming even closer, if that were possible. It still made him giddy to think he’d be going on an actual date before anything more then kissing happened. Reaching, he took the small pills from the tray and the juice in his free hand, quickly downing them in hopes to feel the affects soon. “I was feeling a bit ick, I’m glad you thought to have them bring me some. I wish I could return your nice gestures, but a strippers earnings only get you so far.” he laughed softly, waiting until it seemed right to begin eating.
 
Vin smirked as he looked over the man, arm soon coming out to curl around his shoulders as he relaxed. Juice was brought up to his lips and sipped upon as he listened to his chatter, head canted his way to show he was paying attention. "Your welcome. You don't have to buy me anything - I have everything I need." He told him as he took another drink of his orange juice, eyes closing as he tilted his head back and downed the rest of it. Empty glass was placed on the little table top before he sat up and went about eating.

"I was thinking we could go to the movies. But first I have to go to a meeting - you can come if you want. Jack is going to be there so Im not sure if you want to wait in the limo or not." He glanced towards him before reaching down to grab his chin and pull him up into a peck of a kiss, eyes closing as he gave the boy pleasant affection. "He wont hit on you anymore, hm? If he tries I'll shoot him in the dick.." A grin was given, obviously not joking but he soon went back to eating his food, bacon first and then a plate of those pancakes.
 
“I can tell.” Belial smirked, shaking his head a bit. He was comfortable next to Vin, it didn’t feel forced and he didn’t feel fake for enjoying his company. It was the most natural he’d felt in a while. He rested gently against Vin, though still mostly upright, and ate slowly, enjoying every bite of his food. It was the best breakfast he’d had in a while and he wished it would never go away. Belial was always one to melt at a good meal, but a good meal to him was more then just burnt bacon from a bad frying pan and scrambled eggs that tasted of burnt bacon. He probably should have bought a better pan to properly cook his food, but he was saving his money, having hoped to make it somewhere with what he could save up. Now that didn’t seem to matter.

Thinking about it, he’d be with Vin for a long time if he didn’t get on the guys bad side, so he might as well get to know a bit about his work life. “I haven’t been to the movies in a long time.” he laughed, “It sounds fun. And I’ll just go ahead and go to your meeting. I mean, I have you to protect me, and if were gonna be together I should get used to all of this, hm?” he grinning at the kiss and returning it happily. “I have no doubt in my mind that you will.” Belial chuckled and continued eating as well, finishing his eggs and tending to his bacon, along with some French toast now covered in syrup.
 
Vin smirked at the boy as he agree'd to go, his head dipping down to press a small kiss to the kids temple. "Then finish your breakfast while I get my cloths. We'll talk to your employer first, get your things and then go to the meeting." He told him warmly as he slid out from under the make shift table top and out of bed. He simply moved off to his closet where he plucked out a light blue shirt which he put on, gray suit pants and a jacket along with a white tie. Hair was slicked back as per normal, teeth brushed again and a small pin was placed on his suit coat with the letter 'v' in gold.

Once he was back the mobster went to his dresser and grabbed a gun from it, slipping it into a hidden holster under his arms which he clipped into place and easily put his jacket back over it. "Did you want to show up in a limo or my car?" He wondered as he turned around and eyed the boy with a small smirk.
 
Belial smiled brightly at the kiss to his skin, nodding his head gently. “Ok then, I’ll see you in a bit.” he laughed, going quickly to his food but not eating to fast as to get sick. He spent a while longer eating, finishing up all the good foods. He took longer because he savored everything as if it were a last meal, the different but familiar tastes being like sweet bliss on his tongue. After a while he moved the tray somewhere not so in the way and, out of habit, made the bed, thinking that perhaps Vin might have someone do that too and that Belial just did their job. He laughed a bit then went off to find Vin.

Of course Belial noticed the man putting the gun in its holster, but it meant nothing to him, even if he might indeed be using it soon. Belial nearly laughed aloud at the question though, one that had never even slipped his mind as a question that might be posed in his life time. “I’ve never been in a limo..” he murmured, blushing a bit. “Oh, and what do I wear? I don’t have anything so I can’t really get cleaned up.” he rubbed his arm, usually one to be prompt on self hygiene.
 
Vin looked over to the man as he spoke and he moved towards him, curling his arms out to pull him up to his chest so he could lean down and place a few kisses to his lips. "Mm. We will go to your home first then. I can loan you some silk pants that you can at least wear out of the house." And so inside his dresser he went and soon black sleep pants were produced, offering them out to the man as he smirked. "Come down to the front when you are done. I will have my driver and the limo ready when you are."

Out he went to go speak to his driver and once the man found his way to the outside he would be able to see the stretch limo Vin was leaning against, his eyes soon moving up to look over Belial with a smirk. "Lets go then. I already know where you live."
 
Belial happily returned the kisses, eager to show the man his love and affection. He was still kind of on the waiting list for being trusted, so he had to keep up his act. Not that he was faking, and not that he didn't absolutely enjoy their kissing. "Mkay. It'll take me a few minutes there to clean up then we can get going, I won't waste any time." he nodded, taking the pants happily and slipping them on over his frame and nodding as the man walked out. He took a second in the mirror to fumble with his hair, then hurried off to the front of the house.

He was met suddenly by the fanciest car he'd seen since that one time they'd had really rich customers at the club and everyone freaked out the whole time they were there, trying to get their money and what not. No one had succeeded, not even Belial. They paid the upfront fee, but none of the strippers seemed to catch their eyes. Belial shook out of his thoughts and smiled, walking over to Vin, and then getting into the car along with him. "I would think. Even if you didn't, it's not that hard to find." he shrugged, knowing he could probably find it from Vin's house, despite never having been here.
 
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