"Am I doing this right?" Oliver questioned Ivan as he stationed himself perfectly on top of him. The Russian man smiled staring directly at Oliver's perfect ass loving every curve and dimple of it.

Ivan had finally convinced Oliver after a round or two to ride him.

"Da, You're doing great,"

Of course, Oliver being Oliver wanted to face the complete opposite of Ivan because of how embarrassing it'll be to look at the man while riding him.

But Ivan found this position even more eye appealingly. He loved the red hue on Oliver's ears and neck.

"Sit down whenever you're ready," Ivan smiled staring at Oliver's ass that hovered over his cock awaiting.

"Okay," Oliver breathed lowering himself down onto Ivan's dick.

Oliver's lips parted while he thoroughly felt the stretched of Ivan's dick stretching him out.

No matter how many times they did this he still couldn't understand how pleasingly and weirdly it felt to be filled by a man.

Impatiently and like Ivan, the Russian man quickly gripped Oliver's waist pulling him down onto him causing Oliver to squeal.

"Ivan," Oliver breathed feeling the tip of Ivan's cock pressed against his prostate.

His fingers dug themselves into the sheets, his jaw clenched embarrassed of the sounds that might escape his lips.

"Come on Lisichka, you know I want to hear those moans," Ivan grunted running his fingers along Oliver's ass cheek.

"Fuck you," Oliver cursed rolling his hips.

"That's very inappropriate of you Doctor," Ivan snickered before throwing his head back as Oliver lifted his hips.

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"Hello, can I help you?" the woman asked as she fluttered her lashes at Viktor.

Viktor stood tall, dressed in all back.

His hair was neatly slicked back with one curl that sprang out sexily on his forehead.

His face was recently shaved and he wore a new pair of glasses since his last one was stained with blood.

His sliver liked eyes stared down at the woman which scared her but somehow turned her on at the same time.

"I have a meeting with the mayor," Viktor muttered.

The woman leaned forward trying to hear Viktor since his voice was low and graveled.

"Oh well name?" she questioned.

Viktor clenched his jaw checking his pocket watch before shaking his head.

"He'll know once he sees me," Viktor smiled making the woman blush at such a beautiful sight.

"Um but I-I can't let you in without checking if you have an appointment," she informed.

Viktor's smile immediately went away as he rested his elbow on the counter leaning in.

"I promise you he knows me," Viktor whispered.

"I'm sorry but I-"

"Sarah, what's going on here I've been paging you for-" the sound of the mayor's office door opening immediately caught both's attention.

"Viktor," the man gasped completely shocked and mortified by Viktor's sudden appearance.

Again Viktor smiled walking his way over to the mayor who seemed glued to the ground.

"Mayor Sawyer," Viktor called resting his hands on Sawyer's shoulder.

"How did you get past my guards?" Sawyer asked.

"That's for me to know and besides we have important business to talk about so how about we go into you're office," Sawyer's eyes flickered to Sarah before he looked back to Viktor nodding.

"Okay,"

"Good boy," Viktor taunted guiding them into the office.

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Sawyer watched as Viktor made himself very comfortable in his seat.

"What do you want I've already done what you said what more do-?!" The mayor silenced himself when he saw Viktor bring his finger up to his lips.

"I want you to drop the investigation of Russell Blake," Viktor announced whilst placing his feet on the desk.

"W-Wait it was you guys who assaulted him?!" Sawyer inquired.

"B-But I can't stop the investigation! Russell! H-He's one of the big investors in this city! I-," Sawyer began rambling only to be silenced once again by Viktor.

"I don't give a fuck about what he does for this city. Furthermore, you owe us Mr. Sawyer, or did you forget?" Sawyer gulped as he cast his eyes down in guilt.

" And let's not forget the dirt we have on you of stealing the city's money and cheating on your lovely wife with your secretaries," Viktor reminded.

"And also us protecting you from the yakuza,"

"Now call up who's ever on the case now and tell them to close or Mr. Mikhailov won't be very happy with it," Sawyer clenched his jaw and grabbed the landline on his desk dialing the number.

"Hello? Mr. O'Riley, yes, I would like for you to close Russell's Blake case," Viktor could hear the outroar of Jesse disagreeing with the Mayor which made him chuckle at how pathetic the man sounded.

He thinks he's on par with Ivan and Viktor didn't like that.

He found that disrespectful considering Ivan was his leader, his comrade, and his brother.

"Listen to me, O'Riley I am the Mayor and when I say something it goes so when I order you to close a case, you listen," Sawyer argued making Viktor chuckle.

The man sounded like a bitch when he tried so hard to act tough.

Once Sawyer was done he hung up the phone before meeting eyes with Viktor,

"Can I have my office back now?" Sawyer questioned.

His tone sounded a bit mocking making Viktor grab a pencil from the desk and impale it into the man's hand.

"Fuck!" Sawyer yelled flinching at the sudden pain of the pencil that pierced through his flesh.

"Watch, your tone," Viktor seethed twisting the pencil deeper into his wound.

"All right! I'm sorry!"

"Good boy,"

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"Everything okay lieutenant?" An officer questioned Jesse whose face was completely red in anger.

Just when he was certain that he was finally going to get Ivan Mikhailov behind bars the Mayor called and ended any chance he had of it.

Which was weird because Russell was the Mayor's best friend and one of the city's main investors.

Was the Mayor involved with Mikhailov?

Or was he being threatened by the man?

This frustrated Jesse even more, especially because Oliver his first love was so spent on Ivan.

Ivan Mikhailov does not deserve Oliver Blake.

He was a criminal, a scum, someone not up to par with Oliver yet the man liked him.

Favored him more than him. Jesse didn't like that, he didn't like that at all.

He deserved Oliver's attention. He deserved to be with the doctor.

He was the man's first kiss for God's sake!

But who was Ivan Mikhailov?

Some wannabe gangster who somehow seduced his friend, his doctor, HIS Oliver.

Jesse was going to put Ivan behind bars, he swore on it.

And he also was going to make Oliver blake his, even if it meant going to extreme measures.

"I'm doing just fine, thanks for asking," Jesse smiled.

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