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Despite his earlier thoughts, Nix moved his hands in front of his junk, earning a chuckle and another wink from Yejun.

“You do the Favor,” Lake continued. “You enter the King tier. And you stay there for the rest of the year. Understood?”

Right, because Nix had lied about wanting to achieve it just for shits and giggles. He couldn’t understand what possible reason Lake could have for wanting to order him to stay on the app, but that wasn’t the main issue right now.

Did he lie and say he wanted nothing more to do with them or their app? Or did he play into this and potentially tip his cards? They’d obviously be able to tell he wanted it if he agreed too easily, but…If he missed this chance and Lake changed his mind and kicked him out after all he’d never get answers.

Become a King.

Hunt one down.

Avenge Branwen.

He was so close to the next step. Was he really going to give it all up because of a silly thing like pride?

“What—” he paused and licked his suddenly dry lips, “What’s the Favor?”

Lake moved so he was fully behind West and then clapped both hands down on his shoulders. “Suck his dick.”

Oh.

“Don’t look so disappointed, Nixie,” West drawled, already reaching to undo his fly, as though Nix had already agreed and this was a done deal. “I promise it’ll be fun.”

He flinched. He’d been hopeful that Lake would make him do something with him. Even in front of the others, he probably could have handled that, but to do something so intimate with a stranger…

How was Lake any better, he scolded himself. Nix hadn’t even known he was Maestro all this time. Everyone in this room was a stranger, whether he liked it or not.

And, whether he liked it or not, he was going to have to do this.

“I do this,” he directed the question to Lake, “and we’re even?”

“If you’re asking if you’re forgiven,” he corrected, “sure. There’s nothing that ties you to the hacks into Club Essential. The app is just a pet project of ours. Something to pass the time with.”

“You’re not a threat,” Yejun translated for him, “is what he’s saying.” He moved closer, holding up both his hands in a sign of surrender a second time when that had Nix instantly retreating. “Relax, Firebird, I’m just getting comfortable so I can enjoy the show.”

He sneered before he could help it.

“Is that a problem for you?” Lake asked.

“We share everything,” West told Nix, slipping his pants down to his ankles to expose his semi-hard cock. He grabbed onto himself and began stroking, smirking when that had Nix’s eyes going wide. “Ever sucked a fat one before, Nixie?”

Lie or tell the truth?

He looked to Lake who was watching him far too closely for his liking.

“Yes,” he admitted.

“Perfect,” West motioned him closer with his other hand, “then get over here and show me what you got before I decide to ask for something more than a blowjob. Feel fortunate that I’m the only one here who didn’t take a peek at that sweet ass of yours. Maybe that’s the only reason I’m willing to settle.”

Nix couldn’t believe he was about to do this. He moved slowly around the coffee table, movements jerky and awkward, but if any of them noticed, they collectively chose to go easy on him by not pointing it out.

Easy on him.

Yeah right.

Even still, there were only so many steps between them, and once he got there, Nix hesitated.

“Don’t be such a little bitch.” West reached out and latched onto Nix’s wrist, yanking him down onto his knees between his spread thighs.