Billionaire Mafia's Manny
Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50

Zeno was startled and quickly paused everything he was doing beneath the sheets and pulled it up to his chest, turning off his screen in a second.

He was embarrassed, he never expected Sebastian to come into his room at such a personal moment. How was one supposed to handle such a situation?

He slowly looked up to Sebastian and saw him walking toward his bed with a heavy scowl on his face. He looked so menacing as he was ready to kill Zeno.

Zeno remained calm, nursing his facial expressions to hide his embarrassment. He kept his eyes down on his sheets as Sebastian paused beside his bed, glaring daggers at him.

He tightened his hold on the sheets, wishing everything was just a dream or maybe his horny imagination had run wild and was making him imagine that Sebastian was real.

Sebastian slowly placed his hands on the bed and leaned close to Zeno.

"How about you continue?" He asked in a low tone.

Zeno gulped, was Sebastian trying to make him stroke himself in his front?

"I asked you a question!" Sebastian suddenly growled and pulled Zeno’s sheets down, revealing his hardness under his shorts.

Zeno frowned and sighed, what was the use of hiding it from him? It’s not as if Sebastian hasn’t seen him hard before, hard for him.

Instead of the initial embarrassment he felt before, he bravely turned to Sebastian, looking right into his eyes.

"You’re invading my privacy," Zeno replied boldly, shifting his upper body so he rested comfortably on the headboard, leaving his hardness on display for Sebastian.

Sebastian scoffed, he kept his eyes on Zeno as he slid his hand under the pillow and brought out the phone Zeno had hidden under it.

Zeno didn’t even bother to take it from him. He was simply staring at him, and instead of thinking of how to explain, he was thinking of asking Sebastian to fuck him, since he had interrupted his pleasure, he might as well be the one to give him the pleasure.

Sebastian turned on the screen, and the sound of Abbey touching herself filled the room; his face darkened as he stared at the video, and then slowly, he looked up at Zeno and turned the phone to him.

"So the kiss wasn’t enough for you?" He asked darkly, clenching his jaws.

Zeno frowned and then realized what he was talking about.

"So you heard us through the recorder?" Zeno was trying to work Sebastian up.

He wanted to frustrate him the way he’s been frustrating him all day.

Sebastian angrily slammed the phone down on the bed. "Is that all you have to say to me?" He suddenly punched the headboard beside Zeno’s head.

Zeno didn’t move, he chuckled lightly and asked in a calm voice, "What do you want me to say, apologize to you for kissing a girl?" He taunted, moving his face closer to Sebastian.

"Don’t you think that’s the right thing to do?" Sebastian questioned.

Zeno smiled sexily. "Wrong. Did you forget? We’re not boyfriends, I can fuck whoever I want to - Uh!"

Sebastian slapped Zeno before he could finish what he was about to say.

And before Zeno could react, Sebastian was on the bed, kneeling beside him.

"On your knees, Zeno," Sebastian commanded dangerously, his face looked so dark and scary.

Zeno held his cheek, he looked up at Sebastian and nodded. "I don’t understand you," he smiled briefly.

"You slap me because I kissed a girl, yet you claim you don’t love me," He chuckled.

"I think you might just be a liar, Sebastian," Zeno imitated Sebastian’s posture and knelt before him.

Sebastian was fuming quietly as Zeno knelt facing him, he didn’t know how to respond to Zeno’s accusations because he was also unsure of why he was getting upset over Zeno’s entanglement with someone else.

He saw Zeno raise his hand to his face but he quickly caught his hand, not letting him touch him. "You can’t touch me, Zeno, not with the same hands you touched a slut with," he threw Zeno’s hand away and pulled down his shorts.

"Not even a kiss?" Zeno asked sexily, moving closer and leaning his face into Sebastian’s but Sebastian moved his face away from Zeno’s reach.

Sebastian chuckled humourlessly. "I can’t kiss those lips, Zeno, I don’t share public items," Sebastian mocked.

Zeno felt hurt, but he didn’t show it; there was no need to show his true feelings to Sebastian anyway; he wouldn’t care.

"Alright then," Zeno pulled up his shorts and turned away from Sebastian, moving away from the bed.

"Where do you think you’re going to?" Sebastian was quick to drag him back, caging him between the headboard.

Zeno sighed, "I’m going outside for some fresh air since you don’t want anything to do with me right now. Or do you want to touch me now, Sebastian?" Zeno asked with a low needy voice.

He wasn’t going to care anymore, it was just sex between them, and he wasn’t about to refuse a good fuck just because the other party didn’t have feelings for him.

Fuck feelings and give him the goddamned pleasure.

"I asked, do you want to touch me, Sebastian?" Zeno kept his eyes locked on Sebastian’s eyes then slowly slid his hands into his shirt, slowly tracing Sebastian’s abs.

Sebastian didn’t stop him this time; he was angry but, at the same time, turned on by Zeno’s seductive looks, words, and body language.

He had initially come in to sleep with Zeno since he couldn’t shake off the uneasy feeling he was having, but when he saw what Zeno was doing, he was so angry that he thought he would completely lose interest in doing anything with Zeno.

But, what he felt was contrary to what he thought.

He felt an intense urge to possess Zeno; he wanted to be the only one Zeno would ever want. He wanted Zeno to realize that he was the only one who could give him pleasure, man or woman, no one was supposed to be able to turn Zeno on the way he did him.

He didn’t care to understand what those feelings were; all he knew was that he didn’t like Zeno kissing other people, and he was about to make him understand that.

Zeno kept looking at Sebastian as he moved one of his hands higher to his nipple and the other one lower, sliding into his pants.

Sebastian sucked in a sharp when he felt Zeno’s fingers on his nipple and his hand wrapping around his cock.

"You do want me, Sebastian," Zeno placed a soft kiss on Sebastian’s neck.

He stroked Sebastian’s cock, once, twice, thrice...

"Enough. On your back, Zeno," He ordered, his gray eyes piercing down on Zeno.

He removed Zeno’s hands from his body and roughly pushed him face down on the bed.

"Uh," Zeno grunted softly but remained facing down; he didn’t want to argue anymore; he just wanted to get fucked.

He heard Sebastian pulling down his pants to his thigh and slowly turned his head to look at him but Sebastian turned his face back to face his front.

"You don’t get to look at me tonight, Zeno, that’s one of your punishments," Sebastian whispered.

Zeno sighed, frustrated. He would have loved to take in Sebastian’s beautiful cock, he was dying to feel it down his throat.

Sebastian liked the frustrated look he saw on Zeno’s face, he was about to make him more frustrated.

He took out the gel from his pocket, something else he had brought with him.

Zeno sighed in anticipation when he felt the cool liquid on his ass, followed by Sebastian’s warm fingers rubbing it along between his cheeks.

He bit his lips as he felt Sebastian’s finger circling his opening.

He lifted his waist a little higher, moaning very softly as Sebastian’s finger almost slid into him.

Sebastian saw that Zeno was super ready and wasted no time tearing open his condom.

Zeno frowned when he heard the tearing sound behind him. He knew what it was, but he was surprised Sebastian was using it; they had never used it.

Why now?

He suddenly felt Sebastian behind him, his shielded cock teasing his entrance.

"This," Sebastian rubbed his cock along Zeno’s ass, "Is your second punishment," He slammed into him.

"Ahh!" Zeno winced from pain and pleasure.

He thought Sebastian was going to pause as usual to let him adjust to his size but he thought wrong.

Sebastian slammed on. That night he was brutal, he thrust his hips into Zeno’s back hard and fast, his cock completely buried inside Zeno’s ass with each inward thrust.

He wanted Zeno to feel all his pent-up emotions through his angry thrusts.

Zeno was panting and moaning, he gripped the sheets in his hands as his upper body moved back and forth from the hard thrust he was receiving behind him.

He felt that Sebastian was purposely rougher with him tonight, but he liked it, whatever the reason for the roughness was, he would think about that after this brain-numbing sex.

"Fucking mine, Zeno, do you understand?!" Sebastian grunted, feeling Zeno’s walls tightening around his cock and threatening to make him slip out of him and slip the damn condom off his cock so he could feel Zeno’s sweetness to the core.

Zeno moaned in response but he suddenly grunted when Sebastian slapped him hard on his cheek, then proceeded to increase his speed.

"Did you hear me, this fucking ass is mine, understand?!" Sebastian asked hoarsely.

"Mmmphh..." Zeno moaned, refusing to respond.

He wasn’t about to agree to something he would regret later in the throes of pleasure.

They were both sweating as they basked in the pleasure they were getting from each other; Zeno was biting his lips, his eyes closed, and reaching for his climax, but Sebastian had other plans.

He quickened his thrust, groaning loudly as his lower abdomen tightened, followed by streams of his cum offloading into the condom.

Zeno was almost at the edge when he felt Sebastian slip out of him, making him feel very empty and dissatisfied.

He immediately turned to see what Sebastian was doing and was shocked to see him pulling up his shorts to his waist.

Sebastian didn’t spare Zeno a glance as he walked toward the door, he knew Zeno was staring at him with confused eyes, and that was exactly what he wanted...right?

Zeno was speechless and frustrated as he stared at Sebastian. He kept looking at him until he reached the door and paused. Zeno thought Sebastian was going to explain what just happened but he was disappointed the moment Sebastian spoke.

"That’s your punishment too," Sebastian said without looking back at him.

He opened the door and left Zeno’s room.

As he walked out, he thought he was supposed to be happy about what he had just done to Zeno; rather, he felt empty; it was almost as if he was the one punishing himself instead of Zeno.

Something was seriously not right.