White Coats and Black Suits Ch. 07 on HotGuySecret
“Babe! Come here quickly!” Ignis shouted from Way’s living room, as he watched the local news which he had been following day and night for 2 weeks, since he supplied the information to Hannah.
“What? Can’t a man pee in peace” Way shouted back.
“Get that perfect ass here, NOW!” Ignis said, his voice full of glee. He got off the couch and whopped.
“Why are you jumping around with only that on, and you call me a Horny Gringo?” Way smiled as he walked in the room watching Ignis punching the air and jumping in his white CK… his dick bouncing with him.
The only thing better for Way than seeing Ignis wear sexy underwear was seeing him wear his underwear, which was loose and sat low on his sexy honey coloured hairless hips.
Ignis came and wrapped his arm around Way’s neck, making him bend due to their height difference and smooched his cheek, laughing with joy and then pulled him with his hand and made him stand in front of the TV running the news.
Organised Crime Group Responsible For Multiple Blackmailing And Kidnapping Racket Busted.
The text kept crawling on the bottom of the screen with weather and stock numbers and a live feed running on whatever was left of the screen after advert banners.
“See that guy, he is my friend, we work together all the time. I asked Hannah to connect with him. That fucker is going to get promoted for this. He owes me one now!” Ignis smiled looking at the very attractive Stefano Bianchi, the name displayed on the screen, when he was intercepted by reporters.
Way looked at him with an instant pang of jealousy, he was as good looking as an Italian man can get and which meant extremely good looking. ‘How the fuck does Ignis know so many good looking men? Are they like in a support group … Adonis Anonymous?’ Way wondered.
“I owe it to my special friend who helped us find these people.” Stefano finished his statement and looked at the camera with grey eyes, almost white with the bright light, like he was looking at Ignis, who smiled back at the TV, making Way feel ugly and pale.
“Should I be worried?” He came and hugged Ignis from behind, placing his chin on his shoulder.
“No! This is good … now next is your case which will be taken back with an apology and damage money.” Ignis continued looking at the TV but placed his hand on Way’s cheek and gave his a peck on his cheek.
“I mean that is one hunk and he is looking at you through the tele.” Way hugged him tighter.
“Ya you should be worried when we meet his wife and two kids, you shall be judged.” Ignis turned around and kissed Way. “You know how weird it is that you feel that I will get someone better than you… I never took you as someone who will sell himself short.” He snaked his arms around Way and started swaying as if they were slow dancing.
“Because you are something else … extraordinary… I know people are waiting for me to screw it up with you and they will scoop in.” Way started now swaying with Ignis in this impromptu slow dance without music.
“Let them wait! This one has been taken.” He kissed Way as he pushed his hands under Ignis underwear and squeezed his butts.
“Hmm! You want to share the shower with me?” Way offered.
“Only if you do dirty things with me in there.” Ignis pivoted Way and led him to the dance.
***
Way had started working for almost 4 weeks as the case was disqualified but the compensation conversation was in progress with Lewenberg Corporation lwgal team and Mr. Davis and Bru.
Way was happier than ever, he was doing his dream job and dating his dream man and living his dream life with Ignis in his apartment. He left at early hours in the morning and came back at odd hours, smelling of hospital but content and horny into Ignis’s willing arms.
Whenever Ignis worked late, he always found Way waiting for him working on his cases, wearing his tread bare home clothes.
There were times when they just went for each other at the door with a day of pent up energy and times when all they did was lay with each other and talked about everything and nothing.
They argued, laughed, discussed, gossiped, went for runs, worked out together and made love, without any effort or timetable, he was living days of sheer bliss and content.
One night, Way came back early and Ignis had just come back after dropping some documents. Way walked in, his gait slow and his shoulders hunched, Ignis knew something was wrong immediately. He walked up to him, intercepting his path and Way looked up, his eyes sad. Ignis hugged him and Way laid his head on his shoulders, “He was a 3 year old child, Babes! Everyone kept telling me I shouldn’t take it to heart and so did the grief counsellor at the hospital but I am not able to get the image of his mother off my mind.” He hugged Ignis tighter to him, at that moment he was still a 29 year old guy who was doing a much older person’s job. “Then don’t, Doc! Don’t stop feeling bad! We will deal with it, both of us and we will get support from professionals but we don’t have to be impersonal because it’s a job.” That night Ignis held Way in his arms at night as he slept like a child, that night Ignis realised that this intimacy was better than sex… not better but close.
Way had started scheduling himself with another Neurosurgeon that was appointed in his absence, so that he took days off whenever Ignis was home. It was just a start of life together but the schedule seems to be working for them.
****
Everything was well orchestrated for this meet by Ignis, the clothes, sitting arrangements and food in the cafe at the business centre, meticulously planned.
He wanted them to be dressed in a way that they should neither look like gold diggers trying to make money off the issue nor someone who will be happy with a low compensation.
He got Mr. Davis dressed in a window checker suit rather than a boring blue or black lawyer suit. He had to forage through Bru’s closet for him to represent a rich family accountant.
For his man, he bought him a suit. The shopping experience was extraordinary because all the shops thought they were buying their wedding suits.
In the last shop, Way called Ignis in the changing room. He was wearing a black silk underwear which was a first for him as he was white cotton CK trunk guy. He looked like God to Ignis in the underwear and black socks with garters, the blue self-design jute silk suit on the hanger. He held Ignis tightly and put his head on his shoulder, “I am tired Babes! I want to go home and have sex with you. Have dinner and watch an action movie.” Ignis combed his hair with his fingers and kissed his neck, “This is the last one, I promise or you can wear your graduation suit.”
“Kiss me!” Way shut his eyes and presented his puckered lips, which Ignis was happy to comply with.
The blushing and slightly embarrassed Sales Rep was waiting for them outside when Ignis walked out of the changing room, “We have a matching suit for you, it’s a bit bigger but if you guys like it we can arrange and deliver it to order.” He offered.
“Let’s see if he likes it and then we can decide on my suit.” Ignis was now tired of explaining and just went with it. “I look good in everything.” He joked and high fived the rep.
When Way walked out wearing the blue suit rubbing his hands on his thighs looking nervous for some reason, it took Ignis’ breath away.
“I think this is the one, Sir! I am not just saying this to sell you the suit, this is really looking good on you.” The sales rep beamed at Way with genuine enthusiasm, for him it’s only so many times two models walk in to buy their wedding suits. “I think you should try the matching one.” He said but not looking at Ignis as his eyes were fixed on Way. He may not be gay but beauty is to be appreciated.
“Babes?” Way asked Ignis nervously.
“Te ves tan hermoso!” Ignis let his breath out and went to Way and started to brush invisible lent from his suit. ” You look beautiful!”
“El realmente lo hace!” The sales rep smiled and bowed to Ignis, who returned the smile with his own toothy big smile. ” He really does!”
***
That suit was now waiting in Bru’s office as Way was already 30 mins late and wasn’t responding to calls and texts.
There was a knock on the door and 8 black suits with pants and skirts walked in like a brace of ducks.
Bru went an extra mile to make a particular cute African American paralegal comfortable and they chatted like old friends.
Ignis took him aside,” Really Dude! One of the paralegals?”
“She happens to be very intelligent and nice and we have gone out a couple of times in the ten weeks we have been communicating with this team.” Bru confessed, smiling like a child.
“She is working with the opposite side and you are supposed to be professional in this situation!” Ignis tried to talk sense to Bru.
“So you and Doctor Dearest can fuck around and I can’t have drinks to know her better?” He pouted just like Way did when he didn’t get what he wanted.
“We are not just fucking around, we are going around.” Way joined the conversation and hugged them both and kissed Ignis lightly and held his hand, still wearing his scrubs and white doctor’s coat.
“Why the Fuck are you dressed like a fake doctor they show on toothpaste commercials?” Bru said incredulously.
“I got late due to a diagnosis meeting and saw my beau texts and hurried here.” He kissed Ignis hand laced with his.
“Let’s get over with the White coat versus black suits showdown.” Ignis said and led Way to the table, his scrubs somehow complementing the light blue linen shirt and black pants Ignis wore.
Ignis helped Way out of the white coat and placed it on the back of his chair and helped Way sit. He pulled the chair next to Way, who started getting up to help Ignis.
“Get a grip you idiots and settle down, you are making me look bad in front of Joanna!” Bru hissed softly from the other side of Way.
The lead attorney handed over a Manila folder to Mr. Davis, her face expressionless.
Mr. Davis read the contents and passed it to Bru who read it, then to Way, who just passed it to Ignis without even opening the folder.
It was a seven digit number pushing to eight, Ignis handed it back to the attorney, “I will let the family decide.”
“We can wait outside!” She offered.
“No you guys can continue, I need to use the washroom, Ignis, can you show me where it is? I will let Dad and Bru close this meeting. Let me know when and where to sign.” Way stood up and waited for Ignis to join him.
***
“Are you still Gay?” Way asked Ignis as they reached the washroom and smiled.
“Last I checked!” Ignis pulled him into the cubicle, “Semi-public place with my man in scrubs, this is ticking a lot of boxes.” Ignis started kissing Way slowly.
“I am carrying a condom and lube sachets I stole from work.” Way offered.
Ignis made Way sit on the commode and took off his jeans, keeping his designer patterned underwear on. He straddled Way who was looking at Ignis as if he was seeing him for the first time. He had pushed his pants and underwear down and put the condom covering it with lube.
He parted his legs as Ignis inserted him into his hole, pushing the underwear to the side. They kissed to keep the moaning muffled. As Ignis moved over Way, they couldn’t take their eyes off each other through Way’s glasses, till Way came deep inside Ignis in the condom again muffling his moans by kissing Ignis.
He patted Ignis on the back of his thighs signalling him to stand up and took him in his mouth, making him cum and swallowing him dry.
****
As they walked out of the door, Ignis stopped and looked at Way, “Why are you looking at me like this?” Ignis asked as he brushed Way’s hair with his fingers and used his thumb pads to wipe his lips.
“I love you!” Way confessed, not in the way he did the first time weeks ago but with everything he felt for Ignis and the crescendo of affection he felt since the time they met again in this same office. “I really Love you so much and I’m glad you are here with me right now!” Way held Ignis’ hands as his hands started shaking and his eyes got wet.
“Doc! I need to tell you something!” Ignis hesitated, just when Bru popped his head out and called them in the meeting room.
“I swear I will pick a stranger from the street to be my best man, anyone else but Bru. He interrupts us whenever he is around.” Way rolled his eyes.
“Let’s get this over with.” Ignis walked in front of Way and opened the door for him.
There was no negotiation needed, only documentation and terms were discussed and closed. The documents were printed and signed.
“This is for you.” The lead attorney pushed a sealed envelope to Ignis.
He walked to the side of the room with Way following him and opened the envelope, it had a neatly typed letter, unsigned but obviously from Hannah.
Mr. Castro,
Let me thank you for everything you have done for me and my family. There is a token of appreciation that has been transferred to you.
I have been made aware of the situation you are facing because of the fact that you have been helping me. Rest assured you don’t have to worry about it anymore, it has been taken care of.
Give my regards to Dr. Davis and will wait to hear from you on your decision to work with us.
Stay blessed.
Ignis collapsed in Way’s arms hugging him tightly for support, getting him worried immediately.
He sat on the windowsill and handed the letter to Way. Bru walked up to them, “Is everything okay?” He asked Ignis. “What did you do?” He blamed Way hotly.
“Get off my face Bru… this is not a good time.” Way said through clenched teeth his nose flaring as he crumbled the letter in his hand.
“Bru please give us some time, I will bring you up to speed later.” Ignis had his head in his hands.
Bru gave Way a death stare, “We are taking them for lunch” he said and left, quietly locking the door behind him.
“What did you want to tell me earlier?” Way said quietly, his temper rising. ” I may not be a spy like you but I can figure out what you wanted to say. You are or were in trouble because of me and you wanted to leave me and DISAPPEAR!” Way started shouting at Ignis at the end of the statement.
“Do you think I am a coward to back off if you need me or selfish to use the person I love and let him ruin his life after he saved mine?” He was pacing the room and shouting.
“That’s what you wanted to do, Right? You would go into hiding and let me enjoy my life and career, because you do think I am an asshole who doesn’t mind using you.”
He removed his glasses, rubbed his face and pinched the ridge between his forehead and nose, “This is not the way I want a relationship. I can’t be seen as someone who takes and can’t give. No! I refuse to be that guy Ignis! This is not going to work… we are not going to work. You don’t need to leave now that the issue has been resolved but I need to leave… because you continue to see me as that guy who is in for a fling and has taken you for dinner just to be nice.”
He got angrier since Ignis didn’t raise his head or argue, he knew him too well to know this was a sign that he was right.
“Since you have nothing to say, I am sorry I wasted your time with me Ignis! I am sorry I thought you treated me like someone who can love you and will be with you forever in thick and thin. Looks like I am wrong and I refuse to be treated like this.” He picked his white coat from the back of the chair forcefully and the chair crashed on the floor.
Way gave one last look at the only person he had ever fallen in love with and left feeling like the chair crashing down on the ground.
Ignis continued to sit on the windowsill for some time and then slid down on the floor, he drew his knees close to his chest, making him smaller to the world, his face on his hands and starting crying loudly, still unable to look up.
He had fucked up his chance to be happy with Way, his misplaced idea of protecting his famalia, destroying what he was trying to protect… like his Papa.