Warning* There is a sex scene in this, but it's an important aspect in the story so I suggest you read it either way.

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Nanda Parbat
Thursday, 11:30 PM
Two Days After Damian Got Kidnapped

"Dames, he's on the second floor, but he's surrounded by people. He doesn't know your here because your going as Elliot Mathews, so I want your best British Accent." Elijah says through the comms and Damian nods curtly.

He'd bleached his hair and he's a blonde now, put on contact lenses and his eyes are a deep hazel brown. He's wearing a sharp black suit with a green tie.

He's in Starling, and he hopes to dear Rao that Oliver isn't here. Either way, he wouldn't recognise him, but just to be cautious.

It's a huge Manor, similar to his own but just slightly bigger with a varanda and golf course.

He'd taken his swimsuit, as it is a pool party. Just a party, not even a charity event.

He's walking up the stairs before he can comprehend anything, making sure to avoid starting a conversation with anyone, mostly because most of them are drunk.

"Elijah where am I to go?" Damian asks and there's static for a few minutes before he hears his friends voice "Damian he's in the pool, why're you upstairs?!"

"Shut up your the one who said he's on the second floor!" Damian whispers angrily and he hears Elijah laugh "I did didn't I? Sorry~"

So he goes back down, and he sees Abas' sitting in the jacuzzi with a hell lot of girls surrounding his hot figure.

Damian agrees actually, Abas looks amazing, he has nice tanned skin with honey yellow hair and an easy smile. And those beautiful blue eyes? Damn.

Damian shakes himself out of his thoughts and makes his way to Abas who looks up at him with that same stupid smile "May I help you?"

He holds his hand over to his fellow companion and glares sharply "Yes you may, but I'd appreciate if you'd kindly get out of the... pool."

The man laughs and hauls himself out, apologizing to the ladies and grabbing a towel from the side and rubbing his head.

Damian guestures to inside the Manor and Abas nods before following him.

"My name is Elliot Mathews and I am here considering your company's partnership. My boss, Thomson Andrews, would like to view into it. And I---" Abas cuts him off.

"Today's not about business Elliot, I'm hosting a party not a charity ball." Abas grins and cups Damian's chin so he can tilt it up and look at him better "Though I'll admit, you look strangely familiar."

Damian panics inside, he prays that Abas doesn't figure him out.

"Well nevermind, would you accompany me to my room?" Abas is giving him a choice and Damian knows this is an open chance to assasinate the man so he nods slowly.

He finds himself in Abas' room, pinned to the door and being smooched by the man in question. His arms are being held up and a strong leg is inbetween his own.

He hears Elijah say "Tire him out, and when he's asleep, strike." He can tell that Elijah is tense and always had a control issue but he can deal with that, because its Abas, their former best friend.

"Wait..." Damian breaks the kiss in favour of grinding against the thigh keeping his legs apart "I'm---" "I know." He hears Abas say and gasps when a hand slithers down his pants to rub against his cock.

And he does as Elijah says and tired the man out.

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"I know your Damian." Abas says while clutching Damian close to his chest. Damian hums, he knew Abas would figure it out at some point "And I have a feeling that you came here to assasinate me?"

"Grandfather threatened that he'd kill Elijah off if I didn't kill you." Damian admits and tugs Abas' hair "And I don't know what to do..."

Abas gently kisses his forehead "It's alright, I think it's time for me to go anyway." He starts "At least I got to see you, and bonus I got to sleep with you."

He sees Abas' grin even in the dark and Damian chuckles, his voice coming out dreary because he can't find anything funny in this situation.

"I can't kill you, you know that." "But you have to, and I won't be angry, I promise you."

"That isn't the point Abas!" Damian explodes, tugging Abas's hair more harshly so he can look at Damian better "I have to kill you. My best friend along with Elijah, and it's not easy to do that I hope you know!"

"I know that Damian." Abas breathes against Damian's mouth "So do that in the morning, I'll make sure you get out scot free, for now let's cuddle?"

Damian sighs but nods, fine, because this is going to be Abas' last wish.

So he buries his head in Abas' chest and inhales deeply.

Because this is the last time he'll get to smell him.

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Sorry if it's a bit short, but I hope you enjoyed either way.

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