AN: I think someone wanted another chapter? I was hosting a Thursgay so I decided to do some more. Feel free to buy me a coffee as a tip at /A6851PYT
Cinder sat her chair, smiling devilishly as she crossed her fingers and used the lattice of digits to rest her chin on as the sorry excuse for a gentleman before her excused himself time and time again for messing up and again for having the small business deal be foiled by Vale City Police Department.
She'd spent so long setting it up, smoothing negotiations over with the Mistralians and making them feel comfortable with dealing in Vale and not over there. It had taken a whole lot of her valuable time and energy, party after party at her 'acquired' nightclub she hand her darling Yang Xiao Long had done their best to take over. Thousands of lien sunk into this one business deal that was going to make Cinder and Yang's small operation a lot more of it in return. Now, thanks to Mercury's mistakes and his incompetence, the deal that Cinder had spent so long setting up, had fallen apart like a shoddily made jack in the box, with the surprise being a horde of the police.
Now she was left with a lot of money in the hole and some upset Mistralians because their merchandise had been seized by the authorities. And Mercury was now left holding the bag before his annoyed Queen and her blonde lover.
"So tell me again, just what do you have to tell me, Mercury?" Cinder asked him, reaching behind her to hold Yang's hand as the red-eyed princess of crime was holding her hip with the other. "Explain to me now why I'm left with a few thousand lien down the drain and some Mistralians who are ready to come and cut my labia off for dinner, please, before I go ask them myself." She ordered him, clutching Yang's hand a little tighter as if to display that they were both ready to burn his skull until his brain made for a tasty soup.
Mercury, seeing the eyes of Yang melt from their beautiful and calm lilac to an intense and burning crimson, and the eyes of Cinder shroud themselves in a thick and smoky flame, took a stiff gulp and shifted in his standing posture.
"I'm sorry Cinder! We thought we were airtight but we must have had a mole inside the operation and they must've told the cops what we were doing!" Mercury excused himself again, twiddling his fingers in his other digits and sweating worse than a swine in an abattoir. Cinder was almost laughing at him, Yang too as she relaxed while Cinder held her hand. They both knew what was going to happen.
Cinder was wearing her illustrious red and sparkling ball gown, a longer and more grandiose version of her usual battle dress, and she was sitting with her legs spread, powerful and more masculine in stature than the pathetic and terrified Mercury. Yang was leaning on the chair, confident as always and with that usual deviant and evil look in her eyes. She could murder Merc in a second, and he was terrified that Cinder would ask that of her.
"A mole you say? Then it's even weirder how you're here… Alone, not arrested too, Merc, how did you say you escaped?" Cinder asked.
Yang answered for him. "He booked it as soon as he heard the sirens of the cop cars, leaving the money and the crates for the police to take like boxes of freaking candy." She told her lover for Mercury. As every word came out of the buff blonde's lips, the man shaking in his boots grew more and more afraid. More and more when he then looked to his boss as her eyes squinted and her lips lengthen in a bigger smile.
"I'm sorry Cinder! I'm sorry! It was a mistake!" Mercury yelled, pleading and pleading as he even got down to his knees as if to beg her for a pass this time, for a chance to redeem himself and make some more money. And she was still smiling.
"It' okay Merc, it was a mistake, we all make mistakes," was Cinder's response, and he relaxed a little without seeing what Yang handed to Cinder under the table.
He didn't even hear the cocking of the pistol as the receiver slide to load a bullet into the chamber.
"Really? Is it okay? Am I okay? You mean it Cinder?" Mercury asked, standing up to see her holding the pistol in her hand and aiming it right at his face. He stopped, his heart stopped and he could do nothing more but stand still and silent for her.
"Of course, that was your mistake, and hiring you was mine, Mercury." She told him. "But the difference between you and us is that we're great at fixing mistakes." She said, before pulling the trigger sharply and firing a round across the desk that barrelled through his skull, creating a small and precise hole through his grey matter before he bent over backwards and fell flat on the floor, his body dead and his head leaking a dark crimson fluid with chunks of his brain over the red carpet. It was going to stain. Thus Cinder paged another grunt over the intercom. "Send in a cleaner and a fixer in about twenty minutes, and then tell Romana that I want to see her after that," she told whoever was her secretary today.
Yang sat on the desk and looked at her lover and Queen with a puzzled look. "Twenty minutes? Ain't he gonna stain by then?" Yang asked her girlfriend, who was giving her a lusty and rather hungry look.
Cinder pushed herself out on her chair from the desk, her legs spread and from what Yang could see, her black thong around only one of her ankles. Cinder was tugging on the tip of the neck of her dress as if to pull it down, and she did, allowing her flushed breasts with erect nipples to flood out for Yang to see. She was biting her bottom lip as she looked the blonde up and down.
"If you'd prefer I could give us half an hour, or maybe longer? It would help if you got to work fast though wouldn't it darling?" Cinder said rather hungrily, her amber eyes on fire behind them, she was wanting, very wanting, and even if Mercury lay dead on the floor behind Yang, she could hardly refuse an invitation to suckle on those beautiful nipples or to deliver her Queen some gracious head. From the way Cinder was sounding and looking at her, Yang could bet there was already a small puddle of gathering wetness on the red dress.
Yang slipped to all fours on the floor, slipping down her own panties from under her skirt and unbuttoning her jacket so she was crawling soon in just her yellow tube top and her skirt with nothing under it. Cinder was enticing her to come forward more and more with a finger before she stood for a second and pulled the gown of her red dress over her hips to lay her entire lower half bare and ready to receive Yang's luscious licks.
Cinder sat back and readied herself, her fingers lacing through Yang's warm and bright yellow hair, and moaned gloriously when she felt the contact, slipping right through to her slice of sexual heaven.
It paid to be the boss of a crime syndicate sometimes. Most of the time. And it also paid to have a right hand who was an expert with fire, a pistol, and her tongue.
"Fuck, yes Yang, fuck!"