Debt and Ownership

[Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.]

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Jake could have swore he felt drool pool from his mouth when the waiter set the plate in front of him. Simply breathtaking, a bank of large windows opened up to one side, overlooking the balcony. Besides a thin, wrought iron railing nothing separated the beauty of the city lights from the tables in the fresh night air. The candle light and bank of hanging lamps lit the table where Jake sat hungrily.

From across the table a chuckle blew in with the breeze. “I take it you’re enjoying your choice?” Mason took a long drink from his glass of scotch; the lobster in front of him laid spread out delicately.

Jake nodded and quickly turned from the stunning yellow-green gaze of Mason’s eyes. The fork and knife felt heavy in his hand as he ignored the stare from across the table. Another long drink from his glass of wine brought a warm smile to Jake’s lips. He could pretend that he was just out to eat, completely ignore the other man.

“Tell me about your family.” Mason’s voice traveled smoothly to Jake’s ears.

Nearly dropping his fork and knife, Jake stilled at the request. He slowly finished the bite. Keeping his angering eyes to his steak, he clenched his jaw and cut off another piece of meat. “There isn’t much to tell.”

“Jake.” The tone was that of command.

He raised his eyes to the mob boss in front of him, not surprised to find the usual blank look there. “Yes sir.”

Ignoring the statement, Mason repeated himself. “Tell me about your family.”

“I have a mother and a sister.” Jake clipped.

“And.”

“And what?” Jake replied.

“Don’t push me.”

“Alice is 16. She goes to high school. Wants to be a nurse.” Jake explained.

“That’s a noble pursuit.”

Jake gritted his teeth. “Yes it is.”

“Why does she want to be a doctor?”

“She wants to help people.” Jake finished.

Mason clicked his tongue. “She wants to save people is what you meant.”

Jake nodded still avoiding Mason’s eyes.

“And your mother.”

“She’s my mother. Worked as a nanny for a long time, than as a house keeper.”

“Why did she change jobs?”

Jake shrugged. “I don’t know.”

“Yes you do.”

“Fine.” Jake nearly shouted. He swallowed the rest of his wine, glad that no one else dined on the balcony with them. “No one pays for a nanny who comes in with bruises. But you already know all of this so why are you asking?”

Mason smiled that sharks smile. “I wanted to hear you say it.”

“Well there you have it. Nick worked construction, got hurt. Then he didn’t work just drank and gambled. We ran out of money; he ran out of patience for hearing about it. In walks the valiant Valda Mason to save the day. He kicked me out when I was sixteen, but you already know that.” Jake snapped.

“I keep telling you that mouth is going to get you in trouble but you never listen. Do you?”

A long silence crept into the conversation drawing out the distance between the two of them. The waiter came to remove the finished meals from in front of them, the silence broken only by a few questions from the waiter.

The car ride remained agonizingly silent. Mason briefly mentioned returning to the apartment for drinks and desert but Jake wasn’t interested in listening. Being wined and dined by the great Valda Mason just wasn’t high up on his priority list.

The door to the apartment clicked shut behind them.

“Remove your coat and tie and go out on the balcony.” Mason ordered as he moved toward the bedroom.

Jake followed, dreading entering the room because he knew what Mason was planning. Anyone might. Staring out over the city he tried to convince himself that anything was worth his family’s safety. He could do this. Soon Mason would run out of questions and lose interest in Jake completely. The knot in his stomach drew tighter. Hands circled his waist from behind.

“Drink this.” Mason’s husky voice sounded in his ear.

The glass of wine felt heavy in his hands and cold against his lips.

“The city is a beautiful place at night.” Mason spoke softly.

Jake nodded. The two glasses of wine from dinner and the one in his hand warmed him against the chill of the night.

“My father was a debtor just like yours Jake.” Mason spoke against the whirl of his ear. “We both know what it’s like to be a man when you’re just a boy.” The tone in his voice was his usual cold tone.

Silence

“You’re beautiful like this. Out here in the shadows.”

The words whispered like seduction against Jakes ear. He suppressed the light flutter in his stomach at the sensation. Light kisses made their way to the nape of Jake’s neck. He groaned as teeth nipped at the muscles there. Strong arms on his hips turned him around and Jake’s lips were captured in a soft kiss.

Mason reveled in the mad body under his finger tips. The previously skinny boy built up muscle quickly with his training. Jake’s hair fisted in his hand like soft down, as the boy’s lips parted eagerly. Mason smirked against them.

Maybe it was the wine, but heat spread through Jake’s body like fire. The strong sure touch of the slightly larger man made him groan. He was hard just at the thought of being touched. A hand pressed up against the heat of his need, “Why me?” The words sounded like a cross between a whimper and groan.

“Because I want you.” Mason’s hand began to massage him more firmly. “I’m offering you everything you want Jake. I’m offering you a home. A family. Protection.”

A moan broke free of Jake’s throat as his zipper fell. “Don’t want it.”

“Yes you do.” Mason whispered. “I see how close you and Obi have become. He thinks of you as a little brother. He even lied for you.”

Confusion crossed Jake’s face.

“I know you were the one that beat that debtor. You did it because of his little girls, didn’t you?”

“How do you know it was me?” Jake half whimpered as his pants were tugged loose.

Mason smiled and kissed him again, pulling the smaller man against him, rolling his hips into Jake’s. “I know you. That’s why I sent you. There are people who deserve every bit of what they get. He deserved to be beat.”

Groaning, Jake tried to clear his thoughts, “Wait. Stop.” He tried to speak but nothing sounded right as it came out. Warm soft lips kissed at his own and a slick tongue caressed in and out of Jake’s mouth.

“You can have it Jake. You can have a family that will take care of you; friends that would rather piss me off than turn their back on you.” Mason unbuttoned his shirt slowly, revealing his chest in equally spaced increments. “You don’t have to worry about money or putting food on the table.”

Jake shivered as smooth palms ran up his stomach and to his shoulders, baring his chest to the night and slipping the shirt down over Jake’s arms.

“Don’t you want to be taken care of?” Mason whispered before licking up the length of his neck.

Jake’s head shook, he protested physically what he couldn’t manage verbally.

“Just give in this once.” Mason consoled him. “Let someone take care of you this once Jake.”

Jake tilted his head to one side, letting Mason taste as much of him as he wanted. Jake knew that he shouldn’t like this. He didn’t like Mason, he loathed him, but the thoughts slipped away almost as soon as they formed in his mind. “You drugged me.” Jake let out a weak gasp as a hand found his now naked length.

“I didn’t drug you Jake. You want me.” Mason bit Jake’s neck and smirked at the answering groan. Gently, he pressed a kiss to Jake’s slightly parted lips. Cupping Jake’s cheek, Mason locked eyes with the smaller man.

Jake moved from Mason, letting his body briefly sliding against the front of Mason’s body. Turning his back on the mob boss, Jake re-entered the bedroom. From over his shoulder he looked at Mason, “Just this once.” He let his clean white shirt slide onto the floor.

The look of hunger was clear in Mason’s eyes as he moved into the bright light of the room from the darkness of the balcony.

Light from the bedside lamps amplified the softness of Jake’s skin. Jake didn’t meet Mason’s eyes as he raised his head to kiss Mason.

The older man groaned at the innocence of the gesture. He guided Jake backward until the back of his knees hit the edge of the large bed. Mason followed the boy down, holding himself up above the smaller man and roughly claiming his mouth again. He shivered as timid hands unbuttoned his shirt.

The blue of Jake’s eyes focused on the buttons of Mason’s shirt. His fingers trembled slightly as his hands moved down the soft material of the shirt.

“Move up on the bed.” Mason’s throaty order made Jake shiver.

Jake pulled himself up the bed.

Mason stared at Jake openly noting the stubborn look on the boys face as he refused look at Mason. “Take off your pants.”

The red flush over Jake’s face passed quickly as he swiftly removed his pants, his briefs failing to hide the evidence of his arousal. He wanted this.

Uttering no kind or romantic words, Mason slowly traced one hand down Jake’s chest. Many lovers came and went from this bed few looked as enticing as this laid against the pale gold and white of the sheets.

A stifled moan sounded somewhere in Jake’s throat as the fabric of Mason’s pants caressed his inner thighs. Broad hands made their way of his sides and pulled him by the back of the neck into another searing kiss. Those kisses floated like liquor in his blood making his head feel light and useless. He squeaked and immediately blushed as he was yanked down the bed, his body coming flush with Mason’s where he wanted that friction most.

When Mason rocked his hips, the answering groan sent a shot of lust straight into his stomach. He claimed Jake’s mouth again. This time there was no tenderness in the kiss just raw heated passion.

Lost in the sensations, Jake wrapped himself around Mason, finding himself drowning in the feeling of the other man’s body against his own. Blue eyes snapped open and he found Mason smirking down from above him as wet fingers probed at his entrance. He only had a moment to gasp out a response before those fingers slammed home and Jake’s body arched up with a will of its own.

“Good boy.” Mason cooed. He drank in the sight of the younger man’s pleasure. The way his back arched, his chest flushed red with passion, his mouth open with a scream that just couldn’t manage to find form. Generally his lovers were well practiced, well versed creatures, full of their own version of sensuality. This boy was pure, unadulterated and deliciously virgin territory.
Hand clenched in the back of Mason’s open shirt, Jake struggled to feel everything at once. The hot mouth on his neck made him whimper. He needed more; those fingers were deliciously accurate, but he needed more. No thinking, just more.

A deep roll of a chuckle sounded in Mason’s chest as Jake fumbled impatiently with Mason’s belt.

Jake let out a sob of relief when he finally managed to remove Mason’s belt and tug down the zipper to his pants. His hands pulled and fought to pull the other man’s pants down enough to feel his naked flesh.

Mason groaned as Jake’s hand found him and began to pump his dick with a surprising amount of fervor. Capturing Jake’s lips again he pinned Jake’s hands above his head with one of his own. All too quickly he rolled on a condom.

A whimper made its way free of Jake’s mouth. He squirmed as warm hard flesh pressed between his cheeks.

“Jake.”

The words were cold and calm. Jake found himself caught in those cruel eyes again.

“Relax.”

Jake shivered when the words sounded more like a purr than an order. The pressure at his hole began to increase and he immediately tried to pull away, but with his hips angled up by one hand and his other’s caught and pulled taught over his head, there wasn’t anywhere to go.

“Relax.” The order came again.

A mistake, this was a huge mistake. The whole thing was a big fucking mistake. Jake’s mind repeated over and over and the pain continued. A groan pressed into his neck from Mason’s lips. For a moment, Jake’s found leverage and moved away about an inch. A hard hand came down across his face.

“I told you to relax Jake. I meant it.”

The next second Masons’ mouth was against his own, his tongue searching every inch of Jake’s mouth. A hand found his shying erection and pumped it to life. Another hand found one of his nipples twisting it gently and making him arch into Mason. “God.” The straggled gasp sounded foreign on his lips. His hips moved into Mason’s hand eager for more attention, his own mouth clasped onto Mason’s returning the kiss with more vigor than he thought possible. His hands plunged into the open sides of Mason’s shirt and gripped the older man’s lower back, pulling him forward subconsciously. A moment of pain made Jake gasp but it seemed so far away when his entire body was racked with pure pleasure.

Mason stilled halfway in Jake’s needy body. He swallowed Jake’s gasp and pulled out gently only to push back in. He hadn’t taken a virgin in years. He didn’t remember them being this warm or tight.

Jake winced and then let out a load heady moan as Mason sang completely inside him. So full; so hot. Hand at his side soothing him, one at his hip urging him to meet every thrust. The overwhelming sensation of Mason’s skin against his own only made the tight friction of Mason moving in side him all the more powerful. Someone was gasping and pleading with a deep whimpering voice.

Mason watched Jake’s eyes glaze over with pleasure not too long after the clarity of pain passed over them. The young hard body beneath him squeezed him in the most wonderful ways. The fingers that bit into his back only added to the pleasure. The hand on his neck playing in the back of his hair made him shiver. Jake was lost beneath him.

“Jesus…ungh… Christ.” Jake gasped and moaned at the same time the words coming out broken. One hand once again stroked him this time with purpose. Every long powerful pull stroked him from base to tip in a grip that seemed to draw his sperm into his balls. The thump over his wet slit brought another loud moan to his lips. So close. His balls felt tight. His skin felt slick and wet with sweat. His entire body clenched down as he came, pouring liquid heat over Mason’s hand. “Mason!” Mason’s name sounded panicked on his lips as the hand continued to work him through his orgasm.

The way Jake clenched down on Mason when he came brought stars to Mason’s vision. So fucking tight and warm, Mason considered taking Jake again without the condom this time. He came hard, his orgasm long and drawn out as he snapped his hips through it. “Fuck yeah.” The rare obscenity crossed his lips like water.

For a moment Jake lay there. The sticky remains of his orgasm on his stomach, the sweat coating his body, as Mason’s breath panted hotly against his collarbone.

Mason stood up, stretching as he headed to the bathroom. The cold water felt good against his hot skin. He nearly laughed when he came back to find Jake laying on the bed a dazed smile on his face. “Get up and shower.” Mason ordered, replacing the cigarette in his mouth.

Jake got up and avoided Mason’s eyes. The towel at Mason’s hips revealed a dark wet happy trail that made Jake shiver as he crossed the other man. The shower was big enough for five but Jake was happy to be alone. The water helped clear his head. He’d find his cloths and go sleep at the door like every night. He was a pet after all. This meant nothing. He quickly toweled off. Avoiding the bed entirely he moved to grab his clothing picking up stray pieces here and there.

“Drop that shit and get over here.” Mason said in a puff of smoke. The towel draped lazily over his hips.

Stiffly Jake moved to the bed.

“Calm down Enders. Sleep.” Mason switched off the light and turned over onto his side.

Jake stared at the ceiling.


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Please R&R!

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Hardleyf- I’m glad you found the beginning interesting. I hope you’re pleased with where we’re now, as for the future. You never know. ;)

Em7177- Glad you’re enjoying. I don’t think I’ve ever heard Mason described as being drawn to kale. Interesting take. I must say that I’m utterly in love with Obi.

FallenGoddessOfBattle: I think that there will be plenty of Mason being a bastard to Jake, though I doubt it will be as simple as all of that. I’m updating this story in rep with 4 others. It will update once a month at least.

Romanticfae- Well can’t exactly live without some sweet smexing occasionally.

Kordavamennemer- I’m sooo excited that you found this meaningful. I really strive to write good hardy work and not just sexy drivel… I’m still beta-less though… Where have all the beta’s gone!!!

Lacey- Thanks for reading hope you continue to enjoy.

Cobraqueen- I must say that I utterly dislike the sold into prostitution thing. I don’t like it and I find it a poor excuse for bad rape or non-con scenes and usually pretty unbelievable. There is a lot more at stake here than Jake’s body and that’s the important part for me. Sure sex is a part of it but as a topic that only gets you so far. Sex for me is a tool in this story. I hope you get to see the way its used.

RandomChick- the story is in rotation with 4 others. It will update at least once a month, if not more often.

MIxq825loner- I agree that I did need to update more often. Once a month is the schedule. Hope that suits your tastes.

Athenaartisan- I’m glad that you think the wait is worth it. I only write so quickly and there are four other stories in rotation with this one. I think that everyone feels like that about Jake at one point or another. Part of why Mason is so attractive a character is that he makes sense, there is a little bit of Mason and a little bit of Jake in everyone. Hope you continue to enjoy!

Saminada- lol, I’m glad you enjoy the story so much. I hope you continue to read.

Spoonring- glad to have intrigued you

Kylee- I’m glad that you’re enjoying the full rotation. I must admit that this one has been on the shelf for a year until I picked it up again recently at the request of a poll about yaoi genres. I’m glad it’s captured your attention.

Nicole- I’m afraid you’ll have to do more than reach chapter 4 to get rid of me, lol. This story updates at least once a month if not more regularly.

Takumi Fujiwara- I’m honored with your continued reading. Truly your loyalty has been extremely touching and I’m extremely blessed to have readers like you. Thank you so much. I hope you enjoy every chapter you read.

Jules- I don’t think anyone approves of the ill treatment of human beings but the sad reality is that all people aren’t virtuous nuns. We all do what we think is right… even it its really wrong

Rosei- I’m glad I pass the originality test. I must say that I greatly dislike the typical mob sex slave nonsense and sought to create something better and more real than that. Some have argued that having Jake and Valda become so intimate counteracts and contradicts that. I say that it’s just one more chain that Valda places around Jake’s neck.

Kiix- I’m sure Jake would appreciate your well wishes though he’d be disturbed that you’ve seen all you’ve seen, lol. Mason is indeed a work of art. I love tapping my inner mob boss. “How deep does the rabbit hole go” I’d say as far as you’re willing to dig it.

Renny- I’m always glad to occasionally lure a non believer to the dark side. I’m glad that you’re finding the story to your standards. I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone call Mason endearing but I’m sure he’d smirk and take the compliment. Jake is of course much like the person that everyone wants to be. I’m glad that you find yourself relating to him so strongly. As for Obi, I’ve said this before, I’m secretly in love with the lug. He was a small side character that I’ve simply fallen in love with and more and more I find him making his way back into the story. I don’t think that the characters in the fourth and fifth chapter were so much about invoking emotion as about putting out the spectra of lives that Valda links together. The chapters were surprisingly fun for me because new character work always gets me going. I do not have an editor… Fourth and Fifth chapters is just me editing myself… Do you really want to help!!!! I’ll love you forever. Contact me at Jet@noirromance.com if you’re interested!!! As always I’m humbled by your generosity and your continued reading. Thank you.

Jules- Good to hear from you again! I love repeat reviewers! I don’t think that anyone in their lives has done absolutely nothing wrong but I agree that some people don’t deserve the cards they are dealt. I don’t think I’ve heard many claim that Jake is falling for Valda. I think what makes Mason so sexy is that he is so personable. We all have a little Valda in us, the ability to be charming and vicious at the same time. I don’t think Mason would ever sink to rape as a means of sex, he truly thinks he’s above that. He’s far too attractive to force anyone into anything. In fact, he’s quite upset that you even thought of it, but is willing to offer you a loan if you like.

Kylee- Glad to hear from you again. I don’t think one can ever know exactly what makes us who we are. Perhaps there is a lot of the devil in Mason, but I think there is a lot more human. That’s what makes the devil so frightening… everything he is said to have done humans have done worse and all on their own too.

Midnightsscream- More is on the way. I believe that both possession and light it up are due for an update next but this one is well on its way to chapter 7. I try very hard to keep all of the scenes believable. I really don’t want the story to become some fluffy and unbelievable mob story nonsense. Real lives, real people, and real emotion: I try to write them all as best as I can. Thank you for reading!