ZiaJang's One Shots & Short Stories

Singer x Spy Part 1: Too Good At Goodbyes

Title: Too Good At Goodbyes

Genre: LGBT+ Romance

Warning: 18+

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Las Vegas, Nevada December 21, 2018Friday 15:00

A car stopped right in the middle of a desert. Its usual sweltering heat infested vastness is now devoid of the dry heat that lingers even when October rolls in and summer is over. It's December. The forgiving month has cooled the place down a lot.

"Hm. This is what you have in mind, babe? Nice!" The driver, a blond guy in his 30’s asked his passenger as he stepped out of the range rover. He placed his hands on his waist and his eyes roamed the empty lands as far as the eyes can see.

"Outdoor s*x? In a desert? Kinky..." The blonde guy who has the bluest eyes continued talking with a smirk on his face as he admired the place which was devoid of human presence. He turned around to face his companion who has also already stepped out of the car from the passenger side.

"So… W-what are you doing?" The driver who happened to have an Australian accent, wearing his white Saint Laurent T-shirt and wrangler jeans asked the other person in shock and horror.

His passenger, a few inches shorter than him, pale skinned with beautiful Chinese eyes has a .22 caliber handgun pointed at his face.

"Put your hands behind your head." The shorter guy said, firmly.

"B-Babe???!"

"Do it!"

The blond guy did as told, confusion running through his head in loop. "Turn around!" His passenger demanded.

"B-Baby. Come on." The blonde guy uttered, in hopes his companion would spare him or maybe hope it was part of the kink. "Why are you doing this? We're supposed to have some hot outdoor s*x --"

"Walk!"

"B-babe? We can talk about this..." The Australian accent started walking ahead. Hesitantly. His hopes were shattered as the Chinese eyes followed behind, hand with a gun still.

"D-did I do something?" The blonde guy scrambled in his memory. "W-was it the waitress at Caesar's Palace?"

"Stop."

The blue eyes halted his steps. He then turned around only to see the tip of the .22 a few inches from his nose.

"Do you really think flirting with a slutty waitress can get you into this situation?" The shorter guy asked with a poker face.

"I g-guess not. So, why? Tell me!" For a 6 feet 4 inches man, the Australian was nervous in front of a shorter man. A beautiful man. His beautiful man.

"Dylan Smith." The Chinese eyes stated.

"What?"

"Yesterday? 3pm. Aria. Room 408."

The blonde guy's eyes widened in panic. "H-How did you know?"

"A bug, sweetheart."

"f**k!" The blonde guy cursed, even more inside his head. "B-but it was business, babe."

"Sure." The Chinese eyes smirked. "Selling information to the British guy was business. Mine... this is, too."

"You were spying on me?" Things began to clear in the blonde guy's head. But then again, he never would have thought. "Who are you?!"

"I'm your husband as of last night, aren't I?" The Chinese eyes replied, his hand with a gun as steady as it was.

The taller man smirked. He licked his lips looking at the beauty in front of him, remembering his night with his companion. Though he has a gun in his face, he still managed to get turned on. Sexy! "You can put down the gun babe. Don't be like this." He pleaded.

"I'm afraid I can't do that." The Chinese said.

"But we're married!"

"The papers were fake."

"What?!!!"

"I'm sorry." The shorter guy told the other with no expression visible on his beautiful face. "This isn't personal. I'm just doing my job."

"Job? Who are you exactly?" The blonde guy asked, panicking again.

"CIA-Code X." The Chinese eyes answered. He won't lose a thing even if he admitted.

"Code X really exists?"

"It doesn't."

"Please..." The man with a gun on his face pleaded. "Enzo, baby. Don't do this."

"The name's Ash, love. Ash Juramani."

Bang!

With a sigh, Ash stared at the fallen man. "Goodbye. Liam."

Ash put his gun back in his jacket. He took the shovel hidden behind a bush and started covering the hole with dirt, the hole he prepared especially to bury his now dead husband who never was.

After half an hour, he hopped on the rover and drove away from the desert. The desert that holds a lot of secrets. Bodies. And it dates back all the way to the mafia era of Las Vegas.

On the road, Ash dialed a number on his burner phone. "Martel here. It's done." After the report he made to tell that the job is done, Ash threw away the phone out of the window. The burner phone made a crunching sound as another car on the highway ran it over.

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Bangkok, Thailand December 23, 2018Sunday 22:00"Kyaaaaa!!!"You are so cool!!!""I love you!!!""Be my baby daddy!!!""Marry me!!!"

A man on his black suit just waved at his overzealous fans as he stood beside a limo that will take him back to his hotel.

Dex Kaporkorn, a thirty year old Thai celebrity has made a big name in the music industry. Tall, tanned and very handsome, the singer / songwriter has been making a lot of noise in all types of media.

Having recently announced himself as a single man, been single for over 7 years, he's had the online community feasting on his every photo on i********:, f*******:, videos on YouTube and just whatever they can find off the internet.

Tonight, his concert was just finished in one of the concert halls in the city. He would love to stay and give more fan service but he needed to be somewhere. Someone is waiting for him. He might not get another chance if he let this one pass.

In a while.

After waving one more time. And throwing a flying kiss to his cheering audience, he hopped onto the vehicle.

Thirty minutes passed, the limo stopped in front of Shangri-La Hotel. They stepped out of the car and his bodyguard took him to the secret elevator only used by VVIPs of the hotel. He took a card from his jacket and swiped it on a slot on the side of the entrance. When the lift opened, Dex got in by himself and pressed one of the only two buttons.

The elevator stopped at the very top floor of the building. Dex walked out and proceeded to room 2517. He knocked and waited for a good 5 seconds before the door opened.

"Hi." A guy with the most beautiful black orbs framed under his thick brows appeared in front of Dex. He was only wearing a white robe and his pale chest was visible.

"H-Hello." The singer gulped and stuttered after seeing the beauty in front of him. His heart was hammering behind his chest from the overwhelming happiness. He hasn't seen him for a long-time.

"Come in." The beauty smiled and opened the door wider to let his guest enter his suite.

As soon as the two men got inside the very wide, spacious and luxurious room, the pale skinned man wrapped his arms around Dex's neck and stared into his brown eyes under the bright lights of the room.

The singer responded by rounding his hands onto the shorter man's waist. He pulled him closer and stared back at him, his longing itching him to kiss the man before him. And he did. Hungrily so.

Dex slammed the beautiful man's body against the door as he continued his attacks on his lips. He plundered into the beautiful man's mouth and savored every wonderful taste of him. Dex inhaled on the other man's scent while he kissed him hard and repeatedly, his hands caressing on the other with need and passion.

Dex trailed kisses on the man's face and down to his awaiting neck. How he missed the beautiful man's scent. His lips. His face. His body. Everything.

They two men were both moaning and were out of breath from kissing and grabbing onto each other's body parts. Whatever their hands can grab on, while they try to sate their own hungry desire for each other.

When they pulled away from the hot and almost sweaty "welcome make out" to catch a breather, Dex looked at the other deep into his beautiful eyes. "I missed you, Ash."

The shorter man in the white robe smiled lovingly at Dex and trailed on his lower lip with his right thumb. He raised his head and met the singer's eyes one more time.

"I missed you, too...

“Dex."

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Bangkok, ThailandShangri-la HotelDecember 29, 2018Saturday 06:00

"Anh...ah! f**k!" Ash was writhing in pleasure as his lover continued his assault on his hungry hole.

"That's right, baby. Moan for me." Dex rasped against Ash's ear as he pulled him down to him. The latter was on top of him, riding his manhood with passion.

"Ah! Yes! Ah...Ahh... Sssss...Ah!" Ash moaned and hissed as his body bounced repeatedly while Dex thrust his c**k into him.

"f**k, Ash..." Dex threw his head when his lover suddenly clenched around his member. "Ah, f**k!"

Ash bit his bottom lip, highly satisfied by the reaction he got for Dex. He matched his lover's rhythm and met Dex's c**k with his own bounces."You like it when I ride your c**k, don't you, P'Dex?"

Dex smirked. His hand reached for Ash's member and wrapped his palm around it before he began stroking it. "That's right. I like everything else, too." The singer winked at the younger man.

With flushed cheeks and reddened lips, Ash continued riding Dex's c**k, his hands on his own neck, one pressing on his nape. His earrings were dangling as he rode up and down. The pleasure was killing him but he'd gladly take death for it.

Dex and Ash had been all over each other since they woke up. Since Ash woke up. The younger man got Dex to open his eyes by sucking on the latter's c**k first thing in the morning.

Reaching for something on the side of the bed, Ash winked back at Dex. Slowly, he tied Dex's wrist on the headboard.

"Baby?" Dex murmured.

"Shhh..." Ash's face hovered on top of Dex's, their lips grazing each other. With eyes devouring his lover, Ash placed his hands on Dex's chest and began riding, faster. He was relentless. And everytime he felt the twitching from Dex's c**k, he would slow down.

"Ohh..." Ash teased his lover.

"Argh. Ride! Don't stop, baby. Please?" Dex demanded and then pleaded. With hands tied, he would only say what he wanted.

"Yeah?" Ash looked at the man below him with teasing and hungry eyes.

Dex responded well by licking his upper lip and biting the lower one. He then started meeting the thrusts from Ash by pounding upward onto the younger man's hungry hole.

"Ah! Yes, P'Dex! f**k me!"

Dex fastened his pounding at the begging of his younger lover.

"Ha..ahnnn!" Ash lowered his body towards Dex then began ravishing the older man's mouth.

"Mmmnhh.. Baby-mmmnhh..."

"Hm? Yes, P'Dex?"

"Remove the ties on my hands, please. I wanna touch you..."

Instead of complying, Ash kissed his lover hungrily without letting him breath. "Phwah!"Dex gasped after the kiss. "Baby, please. I don't want to rip it. It's your gift for me. Come on. Take them off so I can hold you. I want you in my arms, Ash."

Ash finally obliged. While still sitting on Dex's crotch, he removed the ties that held the singer's hands on the headboard.

Ash was barely going back to riding Dex's c**k again when the older guy flipped their bodies over. Dex has his hands tightly gripping on Ash's hips. The singer has positioned himself in between Ash's legs and resumed his pounding on Ash's ass.

"You were a tease. You need to be punished!" Dex declares to his lover while hissing and pounding.

"Yeah? Then punish me...

… Daddy."

Dex snapped. He pounded his c**k into the younger man's hole harder. Harsher. Faster.

"Argh! F-f**k! Yes! Yes, daddy!"

Dex's eyes widened. He gripped onto Ash's hips tighter. Ash was a moaning mess. A very sexy and beautiful mess below Dex's hungry eyes. The younger man's fists were grabbing onto the bed sheet, his back arching from pleasure.

Meanwhile, Dex kept thrusting and hitting Ash's sweet spot. He left kisses and sucks all over the pale man's neck and chest, devouring him in every which way.

"I-I'm coming, P'Dex..." Ash's eyes were drunk in heat as he stared at his lover and then telling him about reaching his climax.

"Let's come together, baby. Come for me." Dex rasped back.

Dex's thrusts became uneven and before they realized it, they came together. Dex shot his c*m inside Ash while Ash's flew onto his chest and some on his chin.

Dex lowered his body towards the man below him and licked the c*m off his lover's chin.

Ash chuckled at the sight. He bit his lips and pulled Dex down for a wet kiss. He tasted his own c*m from Dex's mouth.

"That was hot, Dex."

"Not as hot as you, baby." Dex winked at his lover. He kissed Ash's lips and then pressed their foreheads together. They both tried to catch on from the exhaustion.

"We should call for some breakfast, Ash."

"Hm? But I already had mine."

Dex's c**k still inside Ash, hardened again after hearing what Ash just said. He remembered how Ash sucked his manhood and swallowed his c*m earlier before the whole "riding" session.

Dex grabbed Ash's legs and started pounding away.

Again.

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Sunday 04:00

Ash, still very naked from last night's affair, got off the bed carefully, not waking up the naked man lying next to him.

He headed for the locked closet in the room, unlocked it and took the spare clothes laying on top of a black suitcase.

He put the clothes on and grabbed the suitcase and placed it next to the hotel door.

He walked back and stood next to the bed. He watched the figure laying with a tear forming in his eye. He lowered his head to kiss the forehead of the sleeping man softly.

"Goodbye, Dex."

///the end///c*m