Shackled Romance-Chp34

Harry: *was stuck to be confined in the coal cellar with stale bread n water till he came bk*

Neville: *was in charge of bringing him his food*

Kings came in, after another one of his undercover agents died. He wanted to make sure that Neville was stil alive and well.

Neville: *had just finished sending Harry his meal n ran into him* Oh! Uh, Master Shacklebolt! *keeping up appearance* U here for a drink?

"And a talk." Kings didn't like to be called Master but what ever worked. "Same seat." He said, going off to the booth.

Neville: *nods n got Kings his regular, then brought it to him, closing the curtains* Here u go. Is...evrything OK?

"Another undercover died yesterday. I had to make sure you were safe."

Neville: Oh. Which one is it?

"A man named Giles. He had just enter the group two months ago. They are getting quicker in their presute of tratoirs."

Neville: Well, then I should count my blessings tht this is his side business n he would nvr suspect me. He doesnt evn give a damn abt me

"I am glad too, but I am still worried. They will not think twice to kill you. So I will ask you, do you want to continue, or not? I will not think less of you if you do."

Neville: *hesitated, the last thing he wanted was to die, bt if he quit, he would nvr see Kings again, who probably the most decent man he had evr met, so he just lowered his head n nodded*

"Are you sure? There might not be a way that I can protect you if you do."

Neville: I'm...I'm OK with it... *wants to admit saying tht as long as he can see him, bt didnt dare to*

"Alright." He nodded and took a drink. "I am drinking too much latley."

Neville: Oh? How so? *went to sit on his lap as usual*

"To come and see you I have to order a drink. And when I get off work I drink."

Neville: Tht's not reli vry healthy. Maybe I should change ur drink to juice instead

"Maybe." He nodded, looking at Neville. "Has your boss made you do anything like this with other customers."

Neville: *shook his head* I'm just the medic. The only time I was evr needed was wen the...other staff hv sexual frustrations n needed to release it on someone other than the prostitutes

Kings stroked his face. "I am sorry for that. Soon it will not be like that."

Neville: I...havent reli properly apologized for...well, u knw...tht day wen we... *blushed reli hard, unable to say it*

"Apologized for what? you have nothing to apologize for."

Neville: I knw our...relationship is just strictly business, bt I just feel so bad to put u at tht position tht day tht u had to...solicite me

"It is alright. It was all for your protuction. I am just glad that I didn't have to have intercourse with you."

Neville: *was hurt at those words* Y...Yeah...I'm not tht attractive anyways...Who'd want me?

"That is not what I meant, Neville. I meant that since I am so large, not many men or woman for that mater can take me. I don't want to hurt you."

Neville: Oh, I thought...I thought its coz I'm fat n ugly n... *couldnt hold bk his tears*

"You are not fat and ugly, Neville." He smiled. "I never thought that. You are very good looking. My type of man, plump, gourgous and innocent." He said, stroking his cheek. "If everything was different I would court you."

Neville: U...U would...? Bt...Bt why me...? I'm not much to look at...

"Neville, hush. You are better looking than you think. Everyone has just make you think you are not." He leaned in kissing his lips gentley.

Neville: *was a little shocked at the kiss, bt slowly returned it. He wasnt a good kisser, bt he tried to follow Kings' pace*

Kingsley, stroked down his body, pulling Neville closely. He almost couldn't stand it. He wanted to be inside Neville, but he couldn't.

Neville: *his body flinched just a little slightly bt he didnt resist him completely. He wanted Kings too, the attraction was too much, bt he didnt knw whether he was able to go thru with it aftr all the rape he had experienced, evn tho he knew Kings wouldnt hurt him*

Kingsley, pulled back. "You are so tempting and I am not a saint by any means."

Neville: Th...Then...Then dont hold bk, just give in...I think I can handle it...if ur gentle

"Neville, I can't. I don't want to rape you."

Neville: Ur not raping me if I'm consenting now, r u?

"How can you really consent? I know this is not your job, but they will think it is and I don't want anyone think you are a whore."

Neville: *nods* I knw...Bt I reli want to pls u not just as an undercover, bt...bt as... *blushed harder*

"I..." Kingsley gulped. "Can you get us a room? I don't want to do it here."

Neville: *nods n went to approach Bruno* Umm...Bruno, sir. I need a room, one of those for discreet clients who wished to be unknown

"Ah, so you man has fianlly come to the darkside." Bruno laughed. "Twice as much as the usually pay and take room 11b."

Bruno: *nods n took the key for it, then returned to Kings* I got the room. Pls, follow me *held out his hand*

Kingsley downed his drink and took his hand following him.