Smut/Dubious Consent warning in the second half of the chapter

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Hongjoong's new ally seemed to keep his promise at least and brought him closer to the mountains in a quicker speed than before. Hongjoong kept watching their surroundings, trying to spot a dark man on an even darker horse with some kicking bundle on his lap.

He wondered if that bandit had already grown fed up with Wooyoung, of how good of a condition he would be in when Hongjoong finally found him. He for sure hoped it would not be that horrible.

Bastard, as Hongjoong kept calling him, was mostly silent spare for the few glances he gave Hongjoong when he was sure he was not looking and that made Hongjoong constantly watch him suspicious from the sidelines. He was waiting to have his own gun directed at his head every passing moment and the tension made his muscles ache.

They scaled the mountain on that day, having left Wave hidden behind some scrubs and by now quite sweaty as they grew closer and closer to where Bastard promised Wooyoung to be. They took some secret passage hidden on the west side of the ragged rocks that were not used that frequently and would gain them access more easily.

Bastard did give no information on how many bandits there were, especially at that moment and how much trouble Hongjoong would run into when he was inside already but Hongjoong also felt way too prideful to ask. He would manage, no matter how much of a predicament he had to get Wooyoung out of.

"What even do you guys want with Wooyoung? He's such an annoying fellow.", Hongjoong asked once they had scaled the worst part, catching his breath before venturing further inside. At his side Bastard was dusting off his sleek gloves, catching Hongjoong's gaze unwillingly.

"Maybe whoever took him wanted them for themselves. Or they saw potential in turning him into one of us. Is he prone to betrayal?" He had smirked under that mask, his cruel eyes mocking Hongjoong again and he really wanted to take his shotgun already and let the other's brains splatter against the walls.

Hongjoong inwardly thanked his parents for his patience as he just sighed, refraining from a bloodbath another time.

"How many of the citizens are involved? Do you even let them a choice or will they be killed then?" He remembered what the man had said about Seonghwa. His goal was the railroad operator just how Wooyoung could be another bandit's. He wondered if they all had certain people they went after.

"Will me telling you reassure you or make you lose all your trust, I wonder? I know no details of course, but I can tell you at least that there are indeed still people worth fighting for. Had you just come here in vain that would be much too pitiful. I will see how many people you lose trying."

"Are you their leader?" It slipped out of Hongjoong without him wanting to but the arrogance the other carried, his obvious superiority complex made him wonder.

He received a loud laugh in return.

"You think so? I really appreciate that." He let one hand come down to tangle in Hongjoong's hair, pulling his head back not to softly. Hongjoong swallowed down his anger, his hands forming fists where they were hanging limply in between his legs.

"Fuck off. Your constant avoidance of my questions is annoying as hell. What are we, five?", he growled back, gritting his teeth when the grip tightened warningly.

"What, you are claiming to not be some dirty kid that came to play hero? Because that is exactly what you look like in my eyes." The man squatted next to him, sitting so close that Hongjoong could smell the leather of his clothes. Stubbornly he stared out over the plains in front, into the prettily couloured sky.

"I will show you how good this kid is at killing criminals if you don't stop being a nuisance. We agreed to be peaceful."

If he moved quickly he might be able to push the man down the cliff and watch in satisfaction when the rocks broke every single bone in his body. He imagined it, enjoying the picture.

"I love the way you try to come off as tough without having any support on that matter. Let's go. I can't wait to break this alliance off and fight you for real to test that claim." He let go of Hongjoong to rise to his feet, the sheriff hurrying to do the same and step away more so he was not too aware of their height difference.

The bandit did at least not comment on it further, instead leading Hongjoong down the trail that ended in thick darkness in the rock. Hongjoong followed slowly, both hands outstretched to feel up the rough stone around him and his ears pricked. He was on high alert, waiting for more people to appear or his ally to turn against him.

However, nothing happened during that thin trail and they stepped out into some abandoned mine shaft. There were dusty rails on the floor and random tools laying around. The whole thing was lit by the occasional lantern and no signs of life were anywhere.

"I won't take you to our living rooms, that means certain death. We will search around a bit and see if I can find him for you, alright? If you're good I'll even fight you somewhere outside where I don't have a huge advantage."

Hongjoong snorted at his optimism.

"Go on. No foul play."

He appreciated the respectfulness of the man now at least. While he could not trust it at all, he could at least get the thought. After all, Hongjoong was alone here against a clan of armed bandits. His chances stood bad to begin with so he would take anything he could.

They moved quickly and determined, the bandit more often than not blending fully with the blackness in some corners and Hongjoong struggling just a bit to keep up with the other's longer legs. (Not that he would admit that.)

It was only after several minutes of just wandering through the ever the same looking corridors that Bastard suddenly motioned him to freeze, his shoulders tensed. Hongjoong held his breath when in the distance some humming and steps grew closer to them.

Bastard quickly looked around. They had been following the same path for quite some time now, no junction or dark corners in sight.

He cursed silently, turning around to Hongjoong.

"We need to be discovered now. Running will lead us right into the arms of another nightguard.", he whispered hushedly to the sheriff whose eyes instantly grew wide.

How would they explain his presence here? Some bandits might know what his face looks like already.

Bastard seemed to read his thoughts.

"If we're lucky they don't know you yet. If not... Prepare for our alliance to end here then." He stepped even closer, making Hongjoong stumble backwards and into a wall. He flinched back, when the other man roughly yanked the rifle from his back, dropping it to the floor. Together, they kicked some bucket laying around so that most of the weapon could not be seen.

Bastard squinted in the far darkness again, a wandering light growing closer on the walls.

"I gotta hurt you."

"Sure, knock me out, it's cool. As if I would trust you with that!"

He only got an eye roll in response before the man seemed to think of something else quickly, instead ripping open Hongjoong's shirt and pulling it far enough down that his sheriff 's star was hidden between the folds. Hongjoong gave the other man an icy glare when he noticed his eyes resting on his chest. Then he pushed off the shirt completely himself, dropping it into the kicked over bucket.

"Turn around and don't move until I tell you to."

Hongjoong did so unwillingly, hearing something rustle before some foreign feeling fabric was draped over his shoulders. It was the jacket of the other man and it was followed by his hat, obscuring Hongjoong's identity.

He was dying to turn around but he stubbornly did not, just giving a confused noise when he felt something being pulled over his ears before suddenly obscuring his view. Was that-

Hongjoong lifted a hand, feeling up the mask and his body shuddered when he finally understood that the other man had demasked himself completely behind Hongjoong. He was dying to get a peek but he did not turn.

This meant he could actually trust the man.

That, or Bastard was quite sure that Hongjoong was dead faster than he could see his face.

"Step out of one pant leg for me." He sounded rushed and Hongjoong grit his teeth before he did as he was told, feeling the other's man brush his bare legs when he helped him to undress even more. His pants were discarded to pool around his left foot, the bandit suddenly pressing up against his back.

Hongjoong furrowed his brows in the darkness in front of his eyes when he felt him reach down, grasping Hongjoong's length tightly.

"Try to get hard real quick. He will join in if he does not see us obviously occupied with each other."

Something crashed then and Hongjoong flinched, way too tensed and anxious to try and get aroused right now. He did however notice their surroundings get even more dark, assuming Bastard had destroyed the lamp close to them.

He did startle even more though when he felt something probing at his entrance, all wet and slippery.

"Hey-" He ended in a groan when it slipped inside without too much resistance, Hongjoong's body not quite unfamiliar with taking things in.

However, the feeling of the other man's leather gloves were a completely different story. Hongjoong breathed harshly when he felt him searching around, finding that bundle of nerves way too easily.

With his mind a jumbled mess Hongjoong tried to shy away from those fingers, feeling his blood travel south despite all odds.

"Here he is. For the love of god, no comments."

It was the last thing Hongjoong got before he felt something much bigger touch his entrance, the bandit forcing it inside with little care for Hongjoong's protesting whines.

He really had to kill that man later.

Hongjoong bit his lip to refrain from crying out loud, forcing himself to relax around the intrusion and at least it was just the stretch burning thanks to whatever eased the glide.

Bastard utilized the time it took for Hongjoong to adjust to greet the second bandit now joining them. Hongjoong turned his head away, whining when the bandit removed those damned gloved fingers from his by now full hardness.

"Ah, I see you found a way to enjoy the evening, Sir.", the unfamiliar voice greeted lightly and Hongjoong nearly scoffed at the way the other man's length twitched inside of him at the title.

Kinky bastard.

He did clench around him however in an act of petty revenge, immediately regretting it, when the man teasingly rolled his hips against him.

"I did. I hope I am not disrupting your watch? He was just too damn desperate to wait until we were back in his room."

Hongjoong did not know whether to hate him for the lie or appreciate the implication that he was one of them either way.

"We all know how desperate the boys can get. I for sure enjoy seeing that energy of yours though. It has been some time since you were occupied with something else than that sheriff boy of yours.", the other man laughed unwisely and Hongjoong grinned into his arms holding his body up on the wall. That other dude was a full gold mine himself.

Bastard however reacted by finally stepping up his thrust game, starting to pound into Hongjoong's body with the clear intention to getting them off instead of lengthening the experience.

"Ah yes, that kid. I had to get my full frustration with him out of my system.", he delivered a particularly rough thrust, knocking the air out of Hongjoong's lungs and not allowing him not enough rest to catch it again. Hongjoong hated how composed the other was, while he was growing closer to the edge so quickly and uncomfortably, his hands scrambling over the wall for purchase.

"I get that. Was asked the same by boss man yesterday. He was like 'ay Mingi, don't ya think this kid is a bit too much, Jaebeom was much more tame' and I could only agree."

Fucking brilliant.

Hongjoong spoke up.

"Min-"

Bastard acted quick, grabbing Hongjoong's neck with one hand to choke him up while roughly fisting his length until his sight turned all white.

But the damage was already done. He knew.