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Chapter 1: Mirage's POV
"Hello, Mr. Douglas. Got to say, your photo does not show how really hot you are..." Elliot muttered to himself on the roofs of Angel City. He aimed down sights on his sniper rifle, watching a gang leader and his crew, exiting their possibly stolen and expensive cars in a parking garage.
Elliot focuses his scope on the gang leader, Mr. Douglas, watching his every move...and his rear-end. Elliot checks for the time on his Ghost Suit; the second gang was late. He couldn't shoot his bullet until they were there.
Elliot flicks a switch on his rifle, turning on a microphone that could pick up Mr. Douglas and everyone else near him.
"This trade was a mistake. She couldn't even be here on time." Mr. Douglas spoke in Japanese, leaning his long legs against the hood of his car with his arms crossed. He turns to one of his men. "Once the trade is completed, take down three of her men."
A smaller man beside him nodded, pulling out his pistol to make sure he had enough bullets.
"Hot and speak Japanese?" Mirage grinned, checking out Mr. Douglas's bright yellow suit through the scope. "Turn on, Babe."
Suddenly, the engine of a sports car echoed in the garage, making everyone glance at the entrance. A pink car drove in with class as five other black cars followed in a single-file line from behind.
The group of cars finally parked before a man in a simple black suit stepped out of the driver's side of the pink car. They took a step back to the passenger's door and opened it, revealing a white skinned female. She steps out of the car and a second later, the other doors of the cars behind her opened as well. About fifteen men were standing behind the woman.
"Mr. Douglas." The woman smiles.
"Ms. Clay." Mr. Douglas replied.
"Show me, please." Ms. Clay continued, raising out her hand to him.
Mr. Douglas takes a moment to disrespectfully yawn at her, then does a quick wave over his head. Another one of his men stepped up, but with a pink briefcase in hand.
Ms. Clay gleamed.
"Perfect! You remembered! The last briefcase was disappointingly covered in blood." She explains while her own goon stepped up to the man.
"Where is your side of the deal?" Mr. Douglas questioned.
"Open the briefcase." Ms. Clay answered.
"Not until -"
Ms. Clay's men pulled out their guns and aimed it at Mr. Douglas and his crew. The gang leader didn't flinch as his own men aimed their guns back.
"Open the briefcase." Ms. Clay demanded.
Mr. Douglas's goon listens. The briefcase was filled with two million dollars, neatly tucked inside.
"You've seen my deal. Now my hard drive." Mr. Douglas says.
"Awe, Babe. Can't let you see that." Elliot mutters before pulling the trigger on his rifle.
The bullet broke through Mr. Douglas's skull, pushing him down into the cement ground. Everyone flinched, almost pulling their own tiggers. Ms. Clay hurried back into her car, yelling for her men to leave the scene. Mr. Douglas's, now ex-men, stood where they were in shock.
Elliot picked up his gun and hooked it into its holster on his back. He leans over the edge of the roof, checking the drop below. Elliot glanced at his wrist again and turned on his zero gravity shoes and ran down the side of the building.
From his view, Angel City was gorgeous. Tons of skyscrapers, beautiful bright lights, and sexy cars strolling down the streets. The sun was going down, forcing its last few rays through the city before sunset.
Elliot was halfway down the building when he turned right, running to another side, and into an alley. He jumps off the wall and lands on the ground. Elliot turns off his zero-g shoes before reaching back for his rifle. He peeks into the scope, sliding a finger across the side of it. Elliot was scrolling through pictures his gun had taken during the trade between Mr. Douglas and Ms. Clay. He stops at the picture with Mr. Douglas's head exploding due to the impact of the bullet.
"Cha-ching." Elliot grins. "Two million credits for me."
He holsters his gun again before stepping deeper into the alleyway. Though, Elliot began to hear movement behind him. He continued walking, making sure it wasn't a rat or some startled cat he had walked past, but the movement gained speed. Elliot quickly yanked out his pistol from his waist and aimed back. Whoever it was, grabbed him by his wrist before a bullet was shot, and slammed him against the nearest wall.
The impact had hurt Elliot's back, making his eyes squint, and his body tense up. Once, the pain had faded, he finally noticed who was holding onto him. Elliot grins with excitement in his eyes.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't my not-so-secret admirer." He teased.
In front of Elliot, while tightening their grip on his wrists, was another man. It was Elliot's rival, Crypto, frowning up at him.
"Shut it. How did you beat me here? We both received the wrong location." Crypto asked.
"Eh, walked faster." Elliot takes a moment to check him out. "Wow. I forgot how mad you get when I steal your marks. So cute."
Crypto releases Elliot, stepping back from him. He seemed to not want to hear Elliot's compliments. Elliot scoffs, putting up his pistol.
"Another one for me." Elliot continued, narrowing his eyes at the attractive man in all black. He raises up one of his fingers in front of his mouth and slowly licks it up to the nail.
Crypto rolled his eyes off Elliot.
"I still have more kills than you." He responded, pulling out his remote to turn on his hologram screen in front of him.
Elliot lowers his hand and frowns.
"Yeah, but you barely take a request. You're really makin' this game unfair." He pouts.
"Those are my requests." Crypto turns off his hologram and faces Elliot again. "And, this is not a game. You called it an agreement, remember?"
Elliot shrugs.
"You'll still fuck me either way." He answered, smiling. Elliot checks out Crypto again. "I've seen that suit covered in my jizz so many times."
"You're disgusting." Crypto responded as he stepped away from him, walking towards the exit of the alleyway.
"Crypto!" Elliot called as he placed a hand on his hip. His suit began to glow blue as he pointed a finger at Crypto.
A hologram of Elliot was created the moment his finger was raised. It stepped up behind Crypto as he stopped walking to listen to what Elliot had to say. Crypto turns around, face to face with the hologram. It startled him, making him go for a swing with his fist. The hologram faded away and the real Elliot was nowhere to be seen.
Crypto suddenly felt a kiss against the tip of his nose before Elliot appeared from out of his invisibility cloak.
"I have a request." Elliot said.
Crypto took a second to stare at him.
"And what's your request?" He asked.
"Blowjob. I'll do it." Elliot answered.
"Nothing for yourself?"
"I enjoy watching you take my entire mouth."
Crypto doesn't respond, so Elliot stepped back, and crossed his arms.
"Unbuckle," Elliot demanded, patiently waiting.
Crypto doesn't hesitate to stuff his remote back into his pocket before he unbuckles his belt.
"You have fifteen minutes." He tells Elliot as he drops his hands to his sides. "Hurry up."
Elliot bit his bottom lip as he stepped up close to Crypto's body again. He reaches down between them, feeling for Crypto's penis. Elliot found it, rubbing his hand against it through the fabric of Crypto's pants.
Crypto was forcing himself not to break from the sensation, but Elliot could see his face slightly twitching from the touch. He knew Crypto wanted some type of sexual interaction the moment he came to say hi and Elliot was excited to proceed.
"Fourteen minutes." Crypto suddenly said.
"I can make you cum in three."
"Then, I will give you three minutes."
"No, no. Fourteen is fine."
Elliot finally reaches into Crypto's pants, digging for his penis. He finally felt it at the tips of his fingers and slowly pulled it out. Elliot suddenly hears a hitched breath in Crypto's throat. So, Elliot grins, pushing Crypto into a desperate kiss. Luckily for him, the anti-social man didn't resist as he grew harder in Elliot's grip.
Elliot drops to his knees right in front of Crypto's penis. He couldn't stop himself from licking the head. Crypto held his voice behind clench teeth.
"Do I really have to stick you in my mouth just to get you to moan for me?" Elliot asked before licking Crypto again.
"Tw-twelve minutes." Crypto answered, gripping onto Elliot's shoulders. He lifts his chin up again with his eyes closed, sighing from his pleasure.
Elliot finally pulls Crypto's penis into his mouth, giving it a few more licks within. Crypto finally released a husky groan, tightening his grip against Elliot's shoulders.
Crypto began to pant in Korean, but Elliot knew he was cursing for how aroused he was. Elliot doesn't hear a lot of Crypto's native language unless he curses or is keeping something from him. He thought his voice sounded hot in Korean, so hearing Crypto's pants were turning him on faster as he began sucking at him.
Crypto gently pushed in, but stopped himself. He couldn't move during a request unless he used one of his own. Crypto lets out a groan, opening his eyes as he arches his back.
"N-nine," He says.
Elliot pulls Crypto's penis out his mouth with a bit of his saliva connecting from Crypto to his lips.
"How do you know the time?" He asks and shoves Crypto back into his mouth, taking him entirely in.
Crypto moans and it was loud. The moan made Elliot go a bit faster at sucking Crypto's penis. He gently lowered his teeth on the skin before moving his head back and forth.
Crypto couldn't hold it in.
"Fuck!" He shouted, desperate for Elliot to finish him off.
Elliot started sucking, pumping Crypto as fast as he could with his hand, and trying to get his own orgasm over the edge.
Crypto finally broke, coming in Elliot's mouth. Elliot pulled back, allowing the cum to fall out his mouth as he watched the rest of Crypto's orgasm spill out. Crypto was out of breath, holding onto Elliot as a support.
Elliot wiped his mouth, laughing.
"You held on longer than three minutes this time!" Elliot said.
"Do not start." Crypto responded, regaining his strength as he raised back up to his original height.
Elliot stood back up as well, smiling at Crypto. Both the men's faces were flushed in red hue as Crypto gently tried to put his penis back into his pants. Though, Elliot stopped him halfway by grabbing his wrist.
"I have another request." He mutters, smirking.
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