PF: C09
NINTH CHAPTER
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"In labour?"
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
Karl repeated those two words. It took him a long time to understand Kunta was trying to tell him the child in Sett's body was long ready to be be born.
"Sett... you're being too much."
That sensitive body at once stuck itself upon Karl's iron-like chest. With both his arms enclosed around Karl's neck, his long hardened niρρles were taken out from his half-opened shirt. Karl's tongue gently licking them, the pleasant shock they sent through him immediately causing Karl's excitement. The rush too much for the youth to withstand, as Sett's clothes were soon to be removed after Karl lifted the man's arms.
As the season of fall wanes, countless maple leaves, the red within them deep, whirled in the gusts of autumn winds; their shape an form reminiscent of fluttering swan feathers stained in blood.
Naturally, that child could in no way be his own, but another of unfortunately born from that governor's unending assaults.
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
"Are you planning to kill him? W-why?" Karl asked with a stutter.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
"I buried those few little bundles of bones under this very rose garden."
"You're insane!"
"Oh, Sett... I can't even begin to imagine how many lonesome and bitter experiences you had to endure for you to use such a light-hearted tone while speaking such immensely disturbing events."
Then pulled into a hold by Karl, who was not angry about the blows in the least.
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
When I hold Fritz, my entire soul is filled with sweetness. But when my thoughts lay with you, every ounce of my heart is overcome with hurt.
But what made most people interested in all, was that person who was his beloved. Someone, they said, this young mafia king revered like a god—despite the clusters of women drifting around him being in number far too great to count.
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
"You truly are strong, Sett. You're so strong I can't help but admire you."
"Fritz..."
Even now she still remembers the way he'd scratch the back of his head when he was confused.
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
"In labour?"
"No—Lina..."
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
Picking up that jealous person who spoke rubbish, Karl sat him down on his lap, his arms gently embracing that soft body, while sealing that chattering mouth with a kiss. That body which had been nourished by love for a long time, appeared to have not one sign of stiffness. His skin was so soft that any time it was pinched and kneaded by his fingers, marks of pink would be scattered all over it, the sight of which made Karl's breath quicken.
Kunta entered the room with the doctor who was invited in secret.
Sett left.
"My darling, for your sake, dad will endure. So please, in the future, you need to be nice to me, okay?"
Fritz...
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
Karl was in disbelief.
They say he looks like a brilliant, refined and distinguished nobleman, one that makes all others within the city pale in comparison.
"Governor Sett?"
Karl and Fritz waited outside. Heavy doors isolated the cold outside the room from the one barring the struggle within it.
Six years later.
"In labour?"
After waiting for about half an hour, Lina was ushered into the reception hall.
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
"Why..."
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
Right then a distant forgotten memory, ignoring the bounds of time and space leapt into Lina's mind: A moonlit night. A ball. A governor's successor veiled by a bronze mask, whose deep—beautiful—eyes lay beneath.
N/A
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
But Sett never let any loud cries escape him.
And Sett let out a light chuckle.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
Karl was in disbelief.
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
"Karl?"
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
"Of course!"
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
"Ah... Don't... Not too deep..."
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
Indeed, when that doctor wiped the sweat sprouting from his forehead, his lips had also turned blue in fright. Karl said nothing further and simply too the paper packet.
Wearing a wicked grin, and having taken only two steps, Sett was flopped onto the couch by Karl.
When I hold Fritz, my entire soul is filled with sweetness. But when my thoughts lay with you, every ounce of my heart is overcome with hurt.
——END——
NINTH CHAPTER
In front of a glass window, reclining as he sat, was a young man. But even though this posture of his looked slothful, he still exuded the ferocity of a leopard.
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
The doctor finally came out.
Sett's tears sped quickly from he corners of his eyes, all the way down to his feather stuffed pillow.
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
...
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
N/A
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
Now that their head was lifted, it could be seen they were around thirty or so years old—and a man. That was for certain.
Even now she still remembers the way he'd scratch the back of his head when he was confused.
Karl immediately rushed inside, to see Sett's face, which was all the more pale and tired, buried in the pillow while his fingers were peeking through the covers.
And only Karl was left by the window, standing in the autumn wind.
As he whispered, Karl looked at the photograph. The two identical men within it both wearing smiles. One was his uncle, the other his father. When he was a boy, he thought they looked exactly alike, but as time passed, he realised they could be told apart.
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
The man's eyes were deep and beautiful, but they were quite sharp. When his cold gaze fixed itself on her, Lina felt her chest tighten. Who is that? And why are he and Karl so close?
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
Karl's hesitation was interrupted by the governor's words. "Alright, you can get up already. Karl has already agreed to let you join."
"Sett!"
All the women on that street were the type who wore heavy makeup.
"Karl?"
Actually, that was not true. The only thing I wanted was to find some reason to stay beside you.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
A terribly exhausted Sett opened his eyes, his lids fluttering in shock when her saw Karl, his voice soft.
As the season of fall wanes, countless maple leaves, the red within them deep, whirled in the gusts of autumn winds; their shape an form reminiscent of fluttering swan feathers stained in blood.
...
Karl's hesitation was interrupted by the governor's words. "Alright, you can get up already. Karl has already agreed to let you join."
Why? You still need to ask me why? Could it really be that you truly do not know?
Despite his words being harsh, Sett's long accustomed and loved body, weakly draped itself upon Karl's manly chest. What's that scorching heat on my waist? Even the pulse of its head can be felt, and the fluid it has secreted has already soaked through my clothes.
"Why didn't you leave?"
A few of those maple leaves, drawn into a dance by the wind, found their way to his shoulder; only to be flicked off one by one by a hand donning a diamond ring. His eyes lifting, to take in the view of the boundless sky.
After waiting for about half an hour, Lina was ushered into the reception hall.
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
"Didn't you say you would support me in becoming a mafia king?"
Upon hearing that name, the just grinning youth's face immediately turned serious. His jaw falling open in fear, while traces of dread danced in his eyes.
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
But this inconspicuous street had also become too eye-catching. On account of it being the place where this too well-known criminal organisation's headquarters had settled.
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
"No—Lina..."
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
Actually, that was not true. The only thing I wanted was to find some reason to stay beside you.
And Sett let out a light chuckle.
But Sett pushed the eager hands away, and landed gracefully on the floor from Karl's lap.
Her response sounded joyful, but one thing that made her doubtful, was Karl's strange vagueness between Karl and that governor.
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
"Do you really want that, though?"
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
"Do you really want that, though?"
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
When I was young, I had no understanding of how to love someone... of how I was to cherish them. But now... I finally understand.
"Of course!"
"Governor Sett?"
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
"I... I want to join the Thorned Rose!"
Actually, that was not true. The only thing I wanted was to find some reason to stay beside you.
"Hey, stop speaking nonsense. You know well enough I only have you in my heart."
Naturally, that child could in no way be his own, but another of unfortunately born from that governor's unending assaults.
However, all in all, the truth of these matters was something no one understood.
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
"What are you doing here, little lady?"
Firmly holding Sett's head, Karl inserted his tongue in Sett's mouth deeply, barring him from speaking a word. It was if he wished he could enter the bottom of the other man's heart; consume him through those kisses, blood, flesh and all. Compared to those kisses delivered by a youth, a man's kiss was more wanton—more fierce.
But Sett never let any loud cries escape him.
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
The flush at the corners of his eyes made his angry curses act not one bit as a deterrent. The young leader let out a chuckle, as his hands still kneaded Sett's bυttοϲks through the layer of cloth. His hand then took hold of one of those pomegranate-like niρρles, giving it a pinch.
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
The teary-eyed cry sounding from the young woman's chest had only made the young mafia leader's head slowly turn her way.
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
Actually, that was not true. The only thing I wanted was to find some reason to stay beside you.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
"Mix this into the tea in the doctor's cup.... Fritz should be greeting him right now."
"No... I want to join! Please allow me to! Karl!"
"Are you planning to kill him? W-why?" Karl asked with a stutter.
N/A
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
...
Though time is as cold as seawater, it can never extinguish the flame in my heart.
Again, a gust of wind blew, sending a few more of the leaves inside. One leaf hit a stack of books like a firework before it was knocked off. Another, much like a butterfly, perched atop a flower in a vase before it was driven away. One more, in its journey, fell upon a picture frame; but Karl's finger hesitated in brushing it away, then caressed the person within the frame.
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
"Do you want the entire city to know I'm pregnant with that old bastard's child?"
But prior to turning his body, he couldn't help but lean over, and on those pale—cracked—lips of Sett, plant a heated kiss.
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
Sett's voice was strict. "If you don't have to heart to do something this insignificant, how can you still hope to be a mafia king! I taught you these principles before, where did they all go!"
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
Though time is as cold as seawater, it can never extinguish the flame in my heart.
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
Indeed, when that doctor wiped the sweat sprouting from his forehead, his lips had also turned blue in fright. Karl said nothing further and simply too the paper packet.
"You... What nonsense are you asking? Lina? This is not something a girl can do."
But prior to turning his body, he couldn't help but lean over, and on those pale—cracked—lips of Sett, plant a heated kiss.
"Are you planning to kill him? W-why?" Karl asked with a stutter.
"I love you."
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
Karl looked at him as he set the box of gems sent by Sett via Kunta on the tea table next to the vase, as if nothing had happened.
These words he had struggled with countless times, were shocking easy to speak in that instant. In fact, since long ago I knew them to be true, didn't I?
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
Sett's tears sped quickly from he corners of his eyes, all the way down to his feather stuffed pillow.
The teary-eyed cry sounding from the young woman's chest had only made the young mafia leader's head slowly turn her way.
"This is enough... Karl... I never hoped for this much. You... you should go with Fritz."
...
After watching the doctor collapse, Karl made his way back to Fritz's room.
Karl immediately rushed inside, to see Sett's face, which was all the more pale and tired, buried in the pillow while his fingers were peeking through the covers.
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
"I understand."
Though time is as cold as seawater, it can never extinguish the flame in my heart.
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
The man's eyes were deep and beautiful, but they were quite sharp. When his cold gaze fixed itself on her, Lina felt her chest tighten. Who is that? And why are he and Karl so close?
But... Fritz never brought up leaving at all.
Not only by the mole, but by Sett's eyes and brows being upswept, while Fritz's eyes and brows were serene and soft.
"I love you."
Again, a gust of wind blew, sending a few more of the leaves inside. One leaf hit a stack of books like a firework before it was knocked off. Another, much like a butterfly, perched atop a flower in a vase before it was driven away. One more, in its journey, fell upon a picture frame; but Karl's finger hesitated in brushing it away, then caressed the person within the frame.
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
"Why..."
Events long passed lingered.
Karl looked at him as he set the box of gems sent by Sett via Kunta on the tea table next to the vase, as if nothing had happened.
"Mr Eller, I need to go back. There's an important guest arriving tonight."
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
"No—Lina..."
"Ah!"
Standing in the middle of that infamous "black" street, Lina believes this truth was something she understood.
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
NINTH CHAPTER
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
Clever Fritz, since earlier her had seen everything, understood everything. Karl felt himself to be quite despicable. There was no way he could ever part with Fritz, but he was also unable to give up Sett.
After watching the doctor collapse, Karl made his way back to Fritz's room.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
One made my soul fill with sweetness when holding him. The other made my heart clench when I looked at him.
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
However, all in all, the truth of these matters was something no one understood.
——END——
"Why didn't you leave?"
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
Naturally, that child could in no way be his own, but another of unfortunately born from that governor's unending assaults.
"Karl!"
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
After watching the doctor collapse, Karl made his way back to Fritz's room.
Six years later.
Fritz...
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
Clever Fritz, since earlier her had seen everything, understood everything. Karl felt himself to be quite despicable. There was no way he could ever part with Fritz, but he was also unable to give up Sett.
As the season of fall wanes, countless maple leaves, the red within them deep, whirled in the gusts of autumn winds; their shape an form reminiscent of fluttering swan feathers stained in blood.
Karl and Fritz waited outside. Heavy doors isolated the cold outside the room from the one barring the struggle within it.
Karl and Fritz waited outside. Heavy doors isolated the cold outside the room from the one barring the struggle within it.
"I... I want to join the Thorned Rose!"
A few of those maple leaves, drawn into a dance by the wind, found their way to his shoulder; only to be flicked off one by one by a hand donning a diamond ring. His eyes lifting, to take in the view of the boundless sky.
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
Again, a gust of wind blew, sending a few more of the leaves inside. One leaf hit a stack of books like a firework before it was knocked off. Another, much like a butterfly, perched atop a flower in a vase before it was driven away. One more, in its journey, fell upon a picture frame; but Karl's finger hesitated in brushing it away, then caressed the person within the frame.
Six years later.
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
What made people delight in their gossips, was that young mafia king who rule it all: Karl Eller.
Their long held entangled kisses, once parted left a thread of transparent silk between them. No different than the copulation their lower halves engaged in, as from the places both were joined in their love making, the heated nectars of love slowly began dripping. Every fierce collision was like the burn of digging into a tender wound—the deeper the entry, the more extreme the pain-like pleasure it brings.
"Why didn't you leave?"
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
Lina, who just about to run over to him, stopped in her tracks in surprise. She hadn't noticed the other person's presence before then, because the two were positioned so closely it was almost as if Karl held him in his arms.
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
The sunlight draped over one side of his beautiful face, makes him seriously look like the man of your dreams.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
The doctor finally came out.
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
But this inconspicuous street had also become too eye-catching. On account of it being the place where this too well-known criminal organisation's headquarters had settled.
Right then, Lina, full of determination as she walked forward, was blocked by two male organisation members at the door.
Not only by the mole, but by Sett's eyes and brows being upswept, while Fritz's eyes and brows were serene and soft.
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
What made people delight in their gossips, was that young mafia king who rule it all: Karl Eller.
That sensitive body at once stuck itself upon Karl's iron-like chest. With both his arms enclosed around Karl's neck, his long hardened niρρles were taken out from his half-opened shirt. Karl's tongue gently licking them, the pleasant shock they sent through him immediately causing Karl's excitement. The rush too much for the youth to withstand, as Sett's clothes were soon to be removed after Karl lifted the man's arms.
But there were no sounds, apart from some occasional sorrow laden gasps and Kunta's distressed pleading voice: "Young Master, please, if it hurts greatly just cry out in pain!"
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
Then pulled into a hold by Karl, who was not angry about the blows in the least.
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
"I understand."
Karl then inserted a few more fingers, rotating them to expand that rapidly closing secret area. His fingers were smothered in that musky liquid, and the sensation of those delicate small folds of his inner flesh, tugging, inviting his fingers; resulted in Karl hardening once more.
They say he looks like a brilliant, refined and distinguished nobleman, one that makes all others within the city pale in comparison.
"How vulgar!"
"You little minx!"
"Karl!"
They say his heart his frozen solid, and even the most beautiful woman is unable to make it move.
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
...
"No—Lina..."
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
But following a smack from Sett, he gave up.
But what made most people interested in all, was that person who was his beloved. Someone, they said, this young mafia king revered like a god—despite the clusters of women drifting around him being in number far too great to count.
Right then a distant forgotten memory, ignoring the bounds of time and space leapt into Lina's mind: A moonlit night. A ball. A governor's successor veiled by a bronze mask, whose deep—beautiful—eyes lay beneath.
A terribly exhausted Sett opened his eyes, his lids fluttering in shock when her saw Karl, his voice soft.
Sett's tears sped quickly from he corners of his eyes, all the way down to his feather stuffed pillow.
"Why didn't you leave?"
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
"Do you want the entire city to know I'm pregnant with that old bastard's child?"
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
However, all in all, the truth of these matters was something no one understood.
Sett's voice was strict. "If you don't have to heart to do something this insignificant, how can you still hope to be a mafia king! I taught you these principles before, where did they all go!"
Once you had given me so many sweet and happy dreams, had disappeared without a shadow in the end.
At least she knew that young underworld ruler that made people talk was actually the kind and straightforward companion she knew long ago: Karl.
"I buried those few little bundles of bones under this very rose garden."
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
Standing in the middle of that infamous "black" street, Lina believes this truth was something she understood.
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
At least she knew that young underworld ruler that made people talk was actually the kind and straightforward companion she knew long ago: Karl.
"Do you want the entire city to know I'm pregnant with that old bastard's child?"
Even now she still remembers the way he'd scratch the back of his head when he was confused.
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
Firmly holding Sett's head, Karl inserted his tongue in Sett's mouth deeply, barring him from speaking a word. It was if he wished he could enter the bottom of the other man's heart; consume him through those kisses, blood, flesh and all. Compared to those kisses delivered by a youth, a man's kiss was more wanton—more fierce.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
These words he had struggled with countless times, were shocking easy to speak in that instant. In fact, since long ago I knew them to be true, didn't I?
"You're laughing like an idiot!"
Lina... had always liked Karl, and those feelings she developed back then hadn't changed since then, even though it had been six years since they last met.
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
"No... I want to join! Please allow me to! Karl!"
"Fritz..."
"Mr Eller, I need to go back. There's an important guest arriving tonight."
Why? You still need to ask me why? Could it really be that you truly do not know?
Though time is as cold as seawater, it can never extinguish the flame in my heart.
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
"Governor Sett?"
However, all in all, the truth of these matters was something no one understood.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
But... Fritz never brought up leaving at all.
"I love you."
Events long passed lingered.
Right then, Lina, full of determination as she walked forward, was blocked by two male organisation members at the door.
Their long held entangled kisses, once parted left a thread of transparent silk between them. No different than the copulation their lower halves engaged in, as from the places both were joined in their love making, the heated nectars of love slowly began dripping. Every fierce collision was like the burn of digging into a tender wound—the deeper the entry, the more extreme the pain-like pleasure it brings.
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
The flush at the corners of his eyes made his angry curses act not one bit as a deterrent. The young leader let out a chuckle, as his hands still kneaded Sett's bυttοϲks through the layer of cloth. His hand then took hold of one of those pomegranate-like niρρles, giving it a pinch.
"What are you doing here, little lady?"
"In labour?"
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
"I... I want to join the Thorned Rose!"
All the women on that street were the type who wore heavy makeup.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
"I'm here to see Karl Eller!"
Naturally, that child could in no way be his own, but another of unfortunately born from that governor's unending assaults.
Upon hearing that name, the just grinning youth's face immediately turned serious. His jaw falling open in fear, while traces of dread danced in his eyes.
But Karl took hold of Sett's waist, allowing him to enter deeper. Sett's narrow but wonderfully deep passage was still very tight and very hot, causing Karl to feel like his head was being squeezed magnificently tight. The great joy such a feeling brought prompting him to hold the other man snugly and thrust with great strength. The intensity of each entry and extraction made Sett's toes curl and every inch of him shiver; when his head craned backwards, it was instantly swept up by Karl's lips.
After waiting for about half an hour, Lina was ushered into the reception hall.
At the same time, as if they were startled, someone's head lifted from the young man's lap. Their face seemed indifferent and tired, as well as a little bit upset.
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
"Karl?"
"This is enough... Karl... I never hoped for this much. You... you should go with Fritz."
"Sett... you're being too much."
In front of a glass window, reclining as he sat, was a young man. But even though this posture of his looked slothful, he still exuded the ferocity of a leopard.
Karl's torrents of passion finally erupted within Sett's body.
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
Their long held entangled kisses, once parted left a thread of transparent silk between them. No different than the copulation their lower halves engaged in, as from the places both were joined in their love making, the heated nectars of love slowly began dripping. Every fierce collision was like the burn of digging into a tender wound—the deeper the entry, the more extreme the pain-like pleasure it brings.
"You... What nonsense are you asking? Lina? This is not something a girl can do."
Upon hearing that name, the just grinning youth's face immediately turned serious. His jaw falling open in fear, while traces of dread danced in his eyes.
But... Fritz never brought up leaving at all.
"I love you."
The sunlight draped over one side of his beautiful face, makes him seriously look like the man of your dreams.
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
"Karl!"
"Sett!"
The teary-eyed cry sounding from the young woman's chest had only made the young mafia leader's head slowly turn her way.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
Sett's tears sped quickly from he corners of his eyes, all the way down to his feather stuffed pillow.
At the same time, as if they were startled, someone's head lifted from the young man's lap. Their face seemed indifferent and tired, as well as a little bit upset.
Karl looked at him as he set the box of gems sent by Sett via Kunta on the tea table next to the vase, as if nothing had happened.
Again, a gust of wind blew, sending a few more of the leaves inside. One leaf hit a stack of books like a firework before it was knocked off. Another, much like a butterfly, perched atop a flower in a vase before it was driven away. One more, in its journey, fell upon a picture frame; but Karl's finger hesitated in brushing it away, then caressed the person within the frame.
"Fritz..."
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
At the same time, as if they were startled, someone's head lifted from the young man's lap. Their face seemed indifferent and tired, as well as a little bit upset.
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
Lina, who just about to run over to him, stopped in her tracks in surprise. She hadn't noticed the other person's presence before then, because the two were positioned so closely it was almost as if Karl held him in his arms.
Picking up that jealous person who spoke rubbish, Karl sat him down on his lap, his arms gently embracing that soft body, while sealing that chattering mouth with a kiss. That body which had been nourished by love for a long time, appeared to have not one sign of stiffness. His skin was so soft that any time it was pinched and kneaded by his fingers, marks of pink would be scattered all over it, the sight of which made Karl's breath quicken.
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
"Sett!"
And only Karl was left by the window, standing in the autumn wind.
All the women on that street were the type who wore heavy makeup.
Now that their head was lifted, it could be seen they were around thirty or so years old—and a man. That was for certain.
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
The man's eyes were deep and beautiful, but they were quite sharp. When his cold gaze fixed itself on her, Lina felt her chest tighten. Who is that? And why are he and Karl so close?
"She is quite infatuated with you, isn't she?"
Sett's tears sped quickly from he corners of his eyes, all the way down to his feather stuffed pillow.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
Right then a distant forgotten memory, ignoring the bounds of time and space leapt into Lina's mind: A moonlit night. A ball. A governor's successor veiled by a bronze mask, whose deep—beautiful—eyes lay beneath.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
"Governor Sett?"
What surprised her was the strange atmosphere between the two men.
Lina spoke out in shock!
When I was young, I had no understanding of how to love someone... of how I was to cherish them. But now... I finally understand.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
Karl used his arm to firmly embrace the governor, who seemed to have wanted to say something. Again making the older man lie in his arms, before he turn his head to Lina and spoke. Karl had a light smile on his face, his voice was deep, long free of the bright cheerfulness of a youth.
"Oh... I get it now... For the sake of our child, I can't exhaust you too much."
"I... I want to join the Thorned Rose!"
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
Not only Karl, but even the governor was left shocked. Because after her words, he lifted his head from Karl's lap.
Kunta entered the room with the doctor who was invited in secret.
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
"I understand."
Once you had given me so many sweet and happy dreams, had disappeared without a shadow in the end.
"Ah... Don't... Not too deep..."
"You... What nonsense are you asking? Lina? This is not something a girl can do."
"I'm here to see Karl Eller!"
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
The teary-eyed cry sounding from the young woman's chest had only made the young mafia leader's head slowly turn her way.
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
"Of course, I am! The child you're pregnant with is mine! It's really my child! I'm going to be a dad!"
Lina... had always liked Karl, and those feelings she developed back then hadn't changed since then, even though it had been six years since they last met.
"I love you."
"No... I want to join! Please allow me to! Karl!"
Now that their head was lifted, it could be seen they were around thirty or so years old—and a man. That was for certain.
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
They say he looks like a brilliant, refined and distinguished nobleman, one that makes all others within the city pale in comparison.
But Sett never let any loud cries escape him.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
In front of a glass window, reclining as he sat, was a young man. But even though this posture of his looked slothful, he still exuded the ferocity of a leopard.
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
All the women on that street were the type who wore heavy makeup.
"Why..."
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
What surprised her was the strange atmosphere between the two men.
Karl was in disbelief.
While their lips were intertwined, Karl slid his hands down Sett's back caressingly, unable to stop himself from slipping them over those plump mounds laying beneath. His breath quickened, his hands kneading Sett's bυttοϲks, while still securing the back of Setts head in place for their deep kiss. Until an almost suffocated Sett pounded his broad back in protest.
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
Karl's torrents of passion finally erupted within Sett's body.
Why? You still need to ask me why? Could it really be that you truly do not know?
Not only Karl, but even the governor was left shocked. Because after her words, he lifted his head from Karl's lap.
A few of those maple leaves, drawn into a dance by the wind, found their way to his shoulder; only to be flicked off one by one by a hand donning a diamond ring. His eyes lifting, to take in the view of the boundless sky.
A beautiful city, a peaceful city, but in the hearts of an international criminal organisation's members it was one that was holy.
While in the governor's presence, the young woman could not reveal the true feeling within her heart, her only other option was to bow her head to the floor.
And what as once a pang in my heart, has now become a scarlet mark of longing engraved within my chest.
While their lips were intertwined, Karl slid his hands down Sett's back caressingly, unable to stop himself from slipping them over those plump mounds laying beneath. His breath quickened, his hands kneading Sett's bυttοϲks, while still securing the back of Setts head in place for their deep kiss. Until an almost suffocated Sett pounded his broad back in protest.
Picking up that jealous person who spoke rubbish, Karl sat him down on his lap, his arms gently embracing that soft body, while sealing that chattering mouth with a kiss. That body which had been nourished by love for a long time, appeared to have not one sign of stiffness. His skin was so soft that any time it was pinched and kneaded by his fingers, marks of pink would be scattered all over it, the sight of which made Karl's breath quicken.
"Ah!"
Wearing a wicked grin, and having taken only two steps, Sett was flopped onto the couch by Karl.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
Her response sounded joyful, but one thing that made her doubtful, was Karl's strange vagueness between Karl and that governor.
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
"Do you really want that, though?"
Karl's torrents of passion finally erupted within Sett's body.
"No—Lina..."
Those fleeting years have continued till this day.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
And Sett let out a light chuckle.
Their long held entangled kisses, once parted left a thread of transparent silk between them. No different than the copulation their lower halves engaged in, as from the places both were joined in their love making, the heated nectars of love slowly began dripping. Every fierce collision was like the burn of digging into a tender wound—the deeper the entry, the more extreme the pain-like pleasure it brings.
Karl's hesitation was interrupted by the governor's words. "Alright, you can get up already. Karl has already agreed to let you join."
At least she knew that young underworld ruler that made people talk was actually the kind and straightforward companion she knew long ago: Karl.
As the season of fall wanes, countless maple leaves, the red within them deep, whirled in the gusts of autumn winds; their shape an form reminiscent of fluttering swan feathers stained in blood.
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
Lina lifted her head in shock, staring at Karl. "You agreed to let me to join? That's right, yes? Karl, you cannot break your promise."
They say his heart his frozen solid, and even the most beautiful woman is unable to make it move.
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
"Didn't you say you would support me in becoming a mafia king?"
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
Karl was in disbelief.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
"You truly are strong, Sett. You're so strong I can't help but admire you."
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
"I understand."
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
"Fritz..."
Now that their head was lifted, it could be seen they were around thirty or so years old—and a man. That was for certain.
"No... I want to join! Please allow me to! Karl!"
Her response sounded joyful, but one thing that made her doubtful, was Karl's strange vagueness between Karl and that governor.
"I understand."
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
"Karl?"
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
"Karl?"
Lina spoke out in shock!
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
In the eyes of countless girls, this handsome and unmarried governor was a Prince Charming.
"My darling, for your sake, dad will endure. So please, in the future, you need to be nice to me, okay?"
The governor of the city being with the leader of the underworld was not something that surprised Lina. As in many big cities, the government ruled with the assistance of the power of the underworld. This was nothing new.
Lina... had always liked Karl, and those feelings she developed back then hadn't changed since then, even though it had been six years since they last met.
Karl and Fritz waited outside. Heavy doors isolated the cold outside the room from the one barring the struggle within it.
Karl then inserted a few more fingers, rotating them to expand that rapidly closing secret area. His fingers were smothered in that musky liquid, and the sensation of those delicate small folds of his inner flesh, tugging, inviting his fingers; resulted in Karl hardening once more.
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
"Sett!"
What surprised her was the strange atmosphere between the two men.
Karl used his arm to firmly embrace the governor, who seemed to have wanted to say something. Again making the older man lie in his arms, before he turn his head to Lina and spoke. Karl had a light smile on his face, his voice was deep, long free of the bright cheerfulness of a youth.
After watching the doctor collapse, Karl made his way back to Fritz's room.
Right then, Lina, full of determination as she walked forward, was blocked by two male organisation members at the door.
"How vulgar!"
——END——
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
In front of a glass window, reclining as he sat, was a young man. But even though this posture of his looked slothful, he still exuded the ferocity of a leopard.
...
But this inconspicuous street had also become too eye-catching. On account of it being the place where this too well-known criminal organisation's headquarters had settled.
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
What surprised her was the strange atmosphere between the two men.
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
Karl was in disbelief.
"She is quite infatuated with you, isn't she?"
The near weeping girl suddenly fell in front of the young leader on her knees.
"She is quite infatuated with you, isn't she?"
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
The sunlight draped over one side of his beautiful face, makes him seriously look like the man of your dreams.
"Hey, stop speaking nonsense. You know well enough I only have you in my heart."
When I hold Fritz, my entire soul is filled with sweetness. But when my thoughts lay with you, every ounce of my heart is overcome with hurt.
When I was young, I had no understanding of how to love someone... of how I was to cherish them. But now... I finally understand.
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
These words he had struggled with countless times, were shocking easy to speak in that instant. In fact, since long ago I knew them to be true, didn't I?
Clever Fritz, since earlier her had seen everything, understood everything. Karl felt himself to be quite despicable. There was no way he could ever part with Fritz, but he was also unable to give up Sett.
Picking up that jealous person who spoke rubbish, Karl sat him down on his lap, his arms gently embracing that soft body, while sealing that chattering mouth with a kiss. That body which had been nourished by love for a long time, appeared to have not one sign of stiffness. His skin was so soft that any time it was pinched and kneaded by his fingers, marks of pink would be scattered all over it, the sight of which made Karl's breath quicken.
"Ah!"
All the women on that street were the type who wore heavy makeup.
Despite his words being harsh, Sett's long accustomed and loved body, weakly draped itself upon Karl's manly chest. What's that scorching heat on my waist? Even the pulse of its head can be felt, and the fluid it has secreted has already soaked through my clothes.
Firmly holding Sett's head, Karl inserted his tongue in Sett's mouth deeply, barring him from speaking a word. It was if he wished he could enter the bottom of the other man's heart; consume him through those kisses, blood, flesh and all. Compared to those kisses delivered by a youth, a man's kiss was more wanton—more fierce.
Indeed, when that doctor wiped the sweat sprouting from his forehead, his lips had also turned blue in fright. Karl said nothing further and simply too the paper packet.
While their lips were intertwined, Karl slid his hands down Sett's back caressingly, unable to stop himself from slipping them over those plump mounds laying beneath. His breath quickened, his hands kneading Sett's bυttοϲks, while still securing the back of Setts head in place for their deep kiss. Until an almost suffocated Sett pounded his broad back in protest.
"You're laughing like an idiot!"
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
"Governor Sett?"
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
In the eyes of countless girls, this handsome and unmarried governor was a Prince Charming.
Sett's voice was strict. "If you don't have to heart to do something this insignificant, how can you still hope to be a mafia king! I taught you these principles before, where did they all go!"
"Are you planning to kill him? W-why?" Karl asked with a stutter.
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
But this inconspicuous street had also become too eye-catching. On account of it being the place where this too well-known criminal organisation's headquarters had settled.
"Didn't you say you would support me in becoming a mafia king?"
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
The flush at the corners of his eyes made his angry curses act not one bit as a deterrent. The young leader let out a chuckle, as his hands still kneaded Sett's bυttοϲks through the layer of cloth. His hand then took hold of one of those pomegranate-like niρρles, giving it a pinch.
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
"Ah!"
While in the governor's presence, the young woman could not reveal the true feeling within her heart, her only other option was to bow her head to the floor.
That sensitive body at once stuck itself upon Karl's iron-like chest. With both his arms enclosed around Karl's neck, his long hardened niρρles were taken out from his half-opened shirt. Karl's tongue gently licking them, the pleasant shock they sent through him immediately causing Karl's excitement. The rush too much for the youth to withstand, as Sett's clothes were soon to be removed after Karl lifted the man's arms.
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
Kunta entered the room with the doctor who was invited in secret.
Karl used his arm to firmly embrace the governor, who seemed to have wanted to say something. Again making the older man lie in his arms, before he turn his head to Lina and spoke. Karl had a light smile on his face, his voice was deep, long free of the bright cheerfulness of a youth.
N/A
Upon hearing that name, the just grinning youth's face immediately turned serious. His jaw falling open in fear, while traces of dread danced in his eyes.
But Sett pushed the eager hands away, and landed gracefully on the floor from Karl's lap.
Why? You still need to ask me why? Could it really be that you truly do not know?
"Mr Eller, I need to go back. There's an important guest arriving tonight."
"Karl!"
N/A
Right then a distant forgotten memory, ignoring the bounds of time and space leapt into Lina's mind: A moonlit night. A ball. A governor's successor veiled by a bronze mask, whose deep—beautiful—eyes lay beneath.
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
When I was young, I had no understanding of how to love someone... of how I was to cherish them. But now... I finally understand.
"You little minx!"
As he whispered, Karl looked at the photograph. The two identical men within it both wearing smiles. One was his uncle, the other his father. When he was a boy, he thought they looked exactly alike, but as time passed, he realised they could be told apart.
Wearing a wicked grin, and having taken only two steps, Sett was flopped onto the couch by Karl.
"You little minx!"
At least she knew that young underworld ruler that made people talk was actually the kind and straightforward companion she knew long ago: Karl.
"Karl?"
Then pulled into a hold by Karl, who was not angry about the blows in the least.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
"How vulgar!"
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
Karl was in disbelief.
"I beg you! Please allow me to join!"
Events long passed lingered.
But... Fritz never brought up leaving at all.
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
"You truly are strong, Sett. You're so strong I can't help but admire you."
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
Lina lifted her head in shock, staring at Karl. "You agreed to let me to join? That's right, yes? Karl, you cannot break your promise."
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
The sunlight draped over one side of his beautiful face, makes him seriously look like the man of your dreams.
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
Lina spoke out in shock!
"Ah... Don't... Not too deep..."
"Oh... I get it now... For the sake of our child, I can't exhaust you too much."
The doctor finally came out.
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
Then pulled into a hold by Karl, who was not angry about the blows in the least.
Lina spoke out in shock!
"You're laughing like an idiot!"
A terribly exhausted Sett opened his eyes, his lids fluttering in shock when her saw Karl, his voice soft.
There. That's the Thorned Rose. From the outside, it looks more like a house with a garden than it does the headquarters of the leader of the underworld.
At that hour, the night had already flown into the room much like a bounding butterfly. Autumn had begun, huh? This cold air is as dense as water. Not exactly the best time to leave quickly, is it?
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
"Of course, I am! The child you're pregnant with is mine! It's really my child! I'm going to be a dad!"
Firmly holding Sett's head, Karl inserted his tongue in Sett's mouth deeply, barring him from speaking a word. It was if he wished he could enter the bottom of the other man's heart; consume him through those kisses, blood, flesh and all. Compared to those kisses delivered by a youth, a man's kiss was more wanton—more fierce.
"Of course, I am! The child you're pregnant with is mine! It's really my child! I'm going to be a dad!"
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
"You're insane!"
Despite his words being harsh, Sett's long accustomed and loved body, weakly draped itself upon Karl's manly chest. What's that scorching heat on my waist? Even the pulse of its head can be felt, and the fluid it has secreted has already soaked through my clothes.
Despite his words being harsh, Sett's long accustomed and loved body, weakly draped itself upon Karl's manly chest. What's that scorching heat on my waist? Even the pulse of its head can be felt, and the fluid it has secreted has already soaked through my clothes.
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
In front of a glass window, reclining as he sat, was a young man. But even though this posture of his looked slothful, he still exuded the ferocity of a leopard.
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
And only Karl was left by the window, standing in the autumn wind.
Sett forced himself to lift his weakened hand, pointing to a place under the pillow.
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
What made people delight in their gossips, was that young mafia king who rule it all: Karl Eller.
Why? You still need to ask me why? Could it really be that you truly do not know?
They say he looks like a brilliant, refined and distinguished nobleman, one that makes all others within the city pale in comparison.
Actually, that was not true. The only thing I wanted was to find some reason to stay beside you.
Lina... had always liked Karl, and those feelings she developed back then hadn't changed since then, even though it had been six years since they last met.
"Ah... Don't... Not too deep..."
"I love you."
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
"Oh, Sett... I can't even begin to imagine how many lonesome and bitter experiences you had to endure for you to use such a light-hearted tone while speaking such immensely disturbing events."
But Karl took hold of Sett's waist, allowing him to enter deeper. Sett's narrow but wonderfully deep passage was still very tight and very hot, causing Karl to feel like his head was being squeezed magnificently tight. The great joy such a feeling brought prompting him to hold the other man snugly and thrust with great strength. The intensity of each entry and extraction made Sett's toes curl and every inch of him shiver; when his head craned backwards, it was instantly swept up by Karl's lips.
"Do you really want that, though?"
"Governor Sett?"
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
Their long held entangled kisses, once parted left a thread of transparent silk between them. No different than the copulation their lower halves engaged in, as from the places both were joined in their love making, the heated nectars of love slowly began dripping. Every fierce collision was like the burn of digging into a tender wound—the deeper the entry, the more extreme the pain-like pleasure it brings.
"Why..."
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
A gust of hot air blowing out when the door opened.
"This is enough... Karl... I never hoped for this much. You... you should go with Fritz."
The dilemma of having to face a difficult decision, made a youth begin to experience the responsibility which comes with being a man.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
As he whispered, Karl looked at the photograph. The two identical men within it both wearing smiles. One was his uncle, the other his father. When he was a boy, he thought they looked exactly alike, but as time passed, he realised they could be told apart.
Karl's torrents of passion finally erupted within Sett's body.
But Sett never let any loud cries escape him.
"Fine.... But all new members of the organisation must all first be tested. You... you will not be exempted, Lina."
Karl used his arm to firmly embrace the governor, who seemed to have wanted to say something. Again making the older man lie in his arms, before he turn his head to Lina and spoke. Karl had a light smile on his face, his voice was deep, long free of the bright cheerfulness of a youth.
When I hold Fritz, my entire soul is filled with sweetness. But when my thoughts lay with you, every ounce of my heart is overcome with hurt.
Because the headquarters of the unencumbered criminal organisation, the Thorned Rose, was located on an inconspicuous street within that city.
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
But following a smack from Sett, he gave up.
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
But Karl took hold of Sett's waist, allowing him to enter deeper. Sett's narrow but wonderfully deep passage was still very tight and very hot, causing Karl to feel like his head was being squeezed magnificently tight. The great joy such a feeling brought prompting him to hold the other man snugly and thrust with great strength. The intensity of each entry and extraction made Sett's toes curl and every inch of him shiver; when his head craned backwards, it was instantly swept up by Karl's lips.
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
"You're laughing like an idiot!"
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
Standing in the middle of that infamous "black" street, Lina believes this truth was something she understood.
Firmly holding Sett's head, Karl inserted his tongue in Sett's mouth deeply, barring him from speaking a word. It was if he wished he could enter the bottom of the other man's heart; consume him through those kisses, blood, flesh and all. Compared to those kisses delivered by a youth, a man's kiss was more wanton—more fierce.
Those fleeting years have continued till this day.
"Sett!"
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
Karl then inserted a few more fingers, rotating them to expand that rapidly closing secret area. His fingers were smothered in that musky liquid, and the sensation of those delicate small folds of his inner flesh, tugging, inviting his fingers; resulted in Karl hardening once more.
As expected, Sett had his pants crudely yanked off, his legs pulled open, and following that, was entered from behind. His female garden which was wet since long ago, accepted the Karl's large heated manhood gleefully. But the sudden impact of being filled from the bottom to the top, forced Sett to cry out.
But following a smack from Sett, he gave up.
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
"Go find those lovers of yours to vent!"
"Of course, I am! The child you're pregnant with is mine! It's really my child! I'm going to be a dad!"
"Sett... you're being too much."
Even now she still remembers the way he'd scratch the back of his head when he was confused.
In the eyes of countless girls, this handsome and unmarried governor was a Prince Charming.
When he heard Sett cry out, Karl jumped up in a flurry. "Shit! I forgot you were pregnant! Are you alright?"
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
"How am I being too much! Do you think I'm like you? With that insatiable greed of yours!"
Watching Fritz as he leaned over to smell the white lilacs in the vase, as within his heart, Karl felt a sudden burst of remorse.
"Oh... I get it now... For the sake of our child, I can't exhaust you too much."
Clever Fritz, since earlier her had seen everything, understood everything. Karl felt himself to be quite despicable. There was no way he could ever part with Fritz, but he was also unable to give up Sett.
"How vulgar!"
"No—Lina..."
Upon hearing that name, the just grinning youth's face immediately turned serious. His jaw falling open in fear, while traces of dread danced in his eyes.
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
Wearing a wicked grin, and having taken only two steps, Sett was flopped onto the couch by Karl.
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
...
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
Karl repeated those two words. It took him a long time to understand Kunta was trying to tell him the child in Sett's body was long ready to be be born.
Lina... had always liked Karl, and those feelings she developed back then hadn't changed since then, even though it had been six years since they last met.
"I understand."
Karl used his arm to firmly embrace the governor, who seemed to have wanted to say something. Again making the older man lie in his arms, before he turn his head to Lina and spoke. Karl had a light smile on his face, his voice was deep, long free of the bright cheerfulness of a youth.
In the eyes of countless girls, this handsome and unmarried governor was a Prince Charming.
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
A few of those maple leaves, drawn into a dance by the wind, found their way to his shoulder; only to be flicked off one by one by a hand donning a diamond ring. His eyes lifting, to take in the view of the boundless sky.
"My darling, for your sake, dad will endure. So please, in the future, you need to be nice to me, okay?"
Wearing a wicked grin, and having taken only two steps, Sett was flopped onto the couch by Karl.
While their lips were intertwined, Karl slid his hands down Sett's back caressingly, unable to stop himself from slipping them over those plump mounds laying beneath. His breath quickened, his hands kneading Sett's bυttοϲks, while still securing the back of Setts head in place for their deep kiss. Until an almost suffocated Sett pounded his broad back in protest.
A heavy heart begets the start of another form of maturity.
Naturally, that child could in no way be his own, but another of unfortunately born from that governor's unending assaults.
"This is enough... Karl... I never hoped for this much. You... you should go with Fritz."
But following a smack from Sett, he gave up.
"Are you trying to kill me, you little idiot!"
"I can't stand you at all when you act this stupid!"
Though time is as cold as seawater, it can never extinguish the flame in my heart.
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
"Mix this into the tea in the doctor's cup.... Fritz should be greeting him right now."
That sensitive body at once stuck itself upon Karl's iron-like chest. With both his arms enclosed around Karl's neck, his long hardened niρρles were taken out from his half-opened shirt. Karl's tongue gently licking them, the pleasant shock they sent through him immediately causing Karl's excitement. The rush too much for the youth to withstand, as Sett's clothes were soon to be removed after Karl lifted the man's arms.
Karl's hesitation was interrupted by the governor's words. "Alright, you can get up already. Karl has already agreed to let you join."
Lina lifted her head in shock, staring at Karl. "You agreed to let me to join? That's right, yes? Karl, you cannot break your promise."
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
But what made most people interested in all, was that person who was his beloved. Someone, they said, this young mafia king revered like a god—despite the clusters of women drifting around him being in number far too great to count.
Sett left.
N/A
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
——END——
And only Karl was left by the window, standing in the autumn wind.
"I buried those few little bundles of bones under this very rose garden."
That sensitive body at once stuck itself upon Karl's iron-like chest. With both his arms enclosed around Karl's neck, his long hardened niρρles were taken out from his half-opened shirt. Karl's tongue gently licking them, the pleasant shock they sent through him immediately causing Karl's excitement. The rush too much for the youth to withstand, as Sett's clothes were soon to be removed after Karl lifted the man's arms.
The tone held traces of flirtation. Oh, black street, has there ever once been a young woman as pure and beautiful like a lily in such a place like me?
They say his heart his frozen solid, and even the most beautiful woman is unable to make it move.
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
As he whispered, Karl looked at the photograph. The two identical men within it both wearing smiles. One was his uncle, the other his father. When he was a boy, he thought they looked exactly alike, but as time passed, he realised they could be told apart.
"You little minx!"
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
After waiting for about half an hour, Lina was ushered into the reception hall.
While, beyond his door, Karl's emotions were bounded tightly shut. Sett. Hurts.
"Why..."
A few of those maple leaves, drawn into a dance by the wind, found their way to his shoulder; only to be flicked off one by one by a hand donning a diamond ring. His eyes lifting, to take in the view of the boundless sky.
Karl pretends to be cheerful.
"Didn't you say you would support me in becoming a mafia king?"
Despite the ferocity of the knock delivered to his head, Karl grinned, and was not too scared to caress Sett's stomach.
"Hey, stop speaking nonsense. You know well enough I only have you in my heart."
And unable to stop himself, Karl inserted a finger into that still warm and tight place, gently probing deeper, coaxing a shudder from Sett's waist. His body, only just having concluded a round of love-making, was quite sensitive.
Again, a gust of wind blew, sending a few more of the leaves inside. One leaf hit a stack of books like a firework before it was knocked off. Another, much like a butterfly, perched atop a flower in a vase before it was driven away. One more, in its journey, fell upon a picture frame; but Karl's finger hesitated in brushing it away, then caressed the person within the frame.
Once you had given me so many sweet and happy dreams, had disappeared without a shadow in the end.
Karl turned it over, a small pink and green paper packet was laying beneath.
I kept feeling anxious that Fritz would ask for us to leave, wondering how to explain it all to him.
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
But what made most people interested in all, was that person who was his beloved. Someone, they said, this young mafia king revered like a god—despite the clusters of women drifting around him being in number far too great to count.
"Fritz..."
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
Lina spoke out in shock!
At least she knew that young underworld ruler that made people talk was actually the kind and straightforward companion she knew long ago: Karl.
As he whispered, Karl looked at the photograph. The two identical men within it both wearing smiles. One was his uncle, the other his father. When he was a boy, he thought they looked exactly alike, but as time passed, he realised they could be told apart.
Karl's hesitation was interrupted by the governor's words. "Alright, you can get up already. Karl has already agreed to let you join."
Karl then inserted a few more fingers, rotating them to expand that rapidly closing secret area. His fingers were smothered in that musky liquid, and the sensation of those delicate small folds of his inner flesh, tugging, inviting his fingers; resulted in Karl hardening once more.
Kunta entered the room with the doctor who was invited in secret.
"What are you doing here, little lady?"
"Do you really want that, though?"
Not only by the mole, but by Sett's eyes and brows being upswept, while Fritz's eyes and brows were serene and soft.
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
As the season of fall wanes, countless maple leaves, the red within them deep, whirled in the gusts of autumn winds; their shape an form reminiscent of fluttering swan feathers stained in blood.
"Sett!"
Events long passed lingered.
NINTH CHAPTER
"Why did you come to see me, Lina? I heard of Uncle Morson's passing, is it true? Is Sargent doing alright"
Weakly grasping Karl's had for support, he sat on that scorching lethal weapon of Karl's, which felt like a huge wedge was rammed into his body. The intensity of the fullness he felt in his stomach, was enough to make his legs grow weak, and making wish of writhing his body far from easy.
Picking up that jealous person who spoke rubbish, Karl sat him down on his lap, his arms gently embracing that soft body, while sealing that chattering mouth with a kiss. That body which had been nourished by love for a long time, appeared to have not one sign of stiffness. His skin was so soft that any time it was pinched and kneaded by his fingers, marks of pink would be scattered all over it, the sight of which made Karl's breath quicken.
N/A
Governor Sett had succeeded his father five years ago. And in the years since then, according to the word on the street regarding the new governor's performance, his skills at governance were not at all lacking to the iron fisted form utilised by his predecessor.
Could... could it be that Governor Sett likes men?
One made my soul fill with sweetness when holding him. The other made my heart clench when I looked at him.
Parting the man's legs, the white fluid dripped from within his dark blushed coloured petals.
N/A
What surprised her was the strange atmosphere between the two men.
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
"My darling, for your sake, dad will endure. So please, in the future, you need to be nice to me, okay?"
Those fleeting years have continued till this day.
"Ah... Don't... Not too deep..."
——END——
...
But what she saw, was the reluctant face of the young leader defeated by Governor Sett's gentle and intent gaze.
"Why didn't you leave?"
And what as once a pang in my heart, has now become a scarlet mark of longing engraved within my chest.
Karl then inserted a few more fingers, rotating them to expand that rapidly closing secret area. His fingers were smothered in that musky liquid, and the sensation of those delicate small folds of his inner flesh, tugging, inviting his fingers; resulted in Karl hardening once more.
"Of course, I am! The child you're pregnant with is mine! It's really my child! I'm going to be a dad!"
Kunta entered the room with the doctor who was invited in secret.
Once you had given me so many sweet and happy dreams, had disappeared without a shadow in the end.
"Mix this into the tea in the doctor's cup.... Fritz should be greeting him right now."
If the men saw the young leader they looked up to like a god making such an expression, they would probably al pass out from he shock!
"How vulgar!"
Calling to Karl's mind, that day—that night, where he held Sett in his arms, as the other man expressionlessly recounted his past...
But... Fritz never brought up leaving at all.
When I was young, I had no understanding of how to love someone... of how I was to cherish them. But now... I finally understand.
Fritz is like the sweet part of a rose, but you're like the bitter thorns laying upon it.
These words he had struggled with countless times, were shocking easy to speak in that instant. In fact, since long ago I knew them to be true, didn't I?
At the same time, as if they were startled, someone's head lifted from the young man's lap. Their face seemed indifferent and tired, as well as a little bit upset.
I... can forget everyone in this world, but there is no way I can ever forget about you. You—the reason I turned from a boy into a man... from the beginning, it was you... father.
Sett was just alright, in truth. But, in anger, he still kicked Karl fiercely.
Fritz...
The doctor finally came out.
Without those tender feelings, that cold and graceful face of the mafia king was restored.
Reaching out, Karl caressed the barely showing any signs at all yet tummy.
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