Mafioso 007

Mafioso and Chance had been close friends for 7 years. One day, they both went to a bar to celebrate Chance's birthday. They were having fun, downing countless bottles of champagne, whiskey, and wine. There was just one catch... The Mafioso barely drank; he was completely sober because he wanted to take care of his friend. Around one in the morning, Chance was already completely fucked. He approached the mafia, tried to grope and harass him, but he didn't give in because he knew Chance wasn't capable and didn't understand what he was doing. The mafioso grabbed him practically by the scruff of the neck, paid for the drinks, and headed to the car, where a chauffeured car was waiting. The mafioso placed Chance in the backseat and climbed into the front. They drove off.

An hour later they arrived, Mafioso opened the back door, picked up Chance and carried him to his mansion, because he had definitely lost or forgotten his keys somewhere.

"Chance... you're such an idiot," Maf muttered, laying him down on the bed. He was about to leave when Chance grabbed his wrist, nuzzling his warm, soft palm.

“Don’t go...” the gambler whispered, clearly hinting that he didn’t want to be left alone.

Maf only sighed in response, clicking his tongue a few times, after which he sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his hair with his hand.

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