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Sadik Adnan || Turkey || I ship them so hard bye

Sadik Adnan || Turkey || Caan you feeel the looove tonight

He had almost believed that the woman would tell him off, he knew it was rough times in the world and not a lot of people wanted help from strangers. The repeating of the words 'Stranger Danger' was being said again and again behind closed doors, and who wouldn't be suspicious if a man like him, with face covered, asked to help? She was a woman of true beauty, and maybe his own intentions weren't exactly pure; he would not do anything against someone's will. He was no rapist, nor was he an abuser, just a man who liked to play between the sheets, almost a bit too much.

But her words sent a genuine smile to his lips, not minding if she would pack every bag on top of him and make him into some kind of donkey to carry it around. No, when a woman of her calibre was taking notice of him, not even hesitating when the help came, how could one not be happy about just doing things like this?

He tried the bags she left for him, and no, they were far from heavy. Many, yes, but not heavy at all. "No, don't worry about it." As he lifted them up like it was nothing. "Then if you may, show the way so I know where to bring these bags." And he walked after her. And with the view at first when he followed her outside the store, that was clearly not bad at all. Damn, his head was something a bit too pervy even for his own good, not that he minded it. But heck, he could have about zero chance with this, but then at least he had done something good for karma, and maybe it would pay back in another life, because hell it was not going to pay him back in this life.

"It's quite a lot you got here, feeding the whole family, or just having a big gathering?" Also hinting that he was quite curious on why she had gotten this much, and thinking she could bring it all back home. "Or was it just a spur of the moment, good deals and better get it all now than going more than once?" Also trying to strike a friendly conversation, in case she had a family, kids and a husband, even if he had seen no ring, it could be good to have someone to maybe talk to once in a while, invite over for some apple tea and smoke hookah? Yes, he would quite enjoy that too. He wasn't just a sex freak, he was a good drinking partner and one you could spill your beans to without being worried that it would be passed on.

"Where are my manners? My name is Sadik, nice to meet you..?" He still hoped he hadn't settled her off with his mask, it was just a pre-cautious thing, for his work, to not be recognised with his true self. If she was to be invited to his home, he might show her a bit of his true self, if she gained enough trust for that. A part of him hoped that she would, because that meant she would be close to him in one way or another, and preferably in a way that would gain some kind of benefit for them both.. If she even was into something so dirty like that.

And when they got outside of the store, his mood wasn't even getting dampened from the gray weather either. It was a typical London weather, cold in his mind, hence why he was wearing rather thick clothes. But a walk made you warm, and he surely liked to walk, actually, it gave you a chance to see things, observe, also think of great escape routes.

It was almost too often Sadik would pick up.. "Strays", as he called them. They were humans, of course, but you could easily compare them to the likes of a stray animal that might come across you in an alley. Lost, so confused, and having no place to go in the world. Those were far too easy to say a word or five to lift their spirits, make them smile again, open your arms to them and they would so blindly be led into the darkness of his own mind.

Of course, he didn't stick around for too long after that, strays were after all, only good for a night or a day, in the long run, they wore him out too much. He didn't like to make other's problems his own, no, it was the exact opposite. Mind your own business, and he would mind his, you wouldn't exactly want his burden on your shoulder, that was one thing that could be very much assumed about the Turkish man. A double-crossing life wasn't the easiest walk in the park, so to say.

But sometimes, strays tended to stay longer in his life than he had intended to, maybe they weren't so lost after all, they were just confused at the current situation of their lives, but having everything kept together otherwise.

One of those men were Feliciano Vargas.

What made him offer him a seat, take it upon him to talk, be friends with the man that could just as well be an enemy, it went past his better judgement, but he had been sitting there, spent more time, and more drinks, than he should have done that evening with someone that clearly should not be in his company. The man had been rather small, cute, seeming way too innocent for Sadik to mess with, and yet just because of all of that, the Turkish man had been sucked into his life, nestling his way into it like a leech, yearning for more from a man that was, judging by the looks, far too opposite of him than it was possible.

But Sadik had a curse, he couldn't just stay 'friends' with someone without at least sleeping with them once, maybe thrice, sometimes they even become some active sexual partners with each other too. But alas, he always made sure to let them know before they started something; this was not on a personal level, they didn't "make love", it was nothing romantic about what they were doing, even if he pampered his lovers with gifts, whispers of sweet words, he didn't love them. And neither did he love Feli, it was merely an attraction of a nice mind and a great body, friend-wise. Friends with benefits, fuckbuddies, whatever one wanted to call it. He couldn't get himself to love anyone, it was far too dangerous to get emotionally attached to someone, you became weak, and someone to use against you.

Yet their visits were common, and he knew he had an Italian in his bed. The night had been too short for his liking, the rounds of sex and thee different combinations of kinks to play out on his big bed with the soft silk sheets. He had other lovers who had visited as well, but never at the same time, he made sure of that, things could get too complicated, and you never knew which one that withheld their real emotions for him.

He had been on one of his missions, someone needed something, of course, but one of his workers had fucked it up, completely. It was unforgivable, and he knew what he had to do. The issue itself had been taken care of, he had some people who worked for him who were indeed loyal, and would do anything to please him. But to have him begging by his feet, asking for forgiveness, it did him nothing.

After all, he just took in strays.

No family, no friends, in the register he had already been dead for two years, so when the gun had been fired, he had just helped the country take care of another stray that had gone lost, and yet the rain washed away the remains of the blood that had been splattered on the street.

"Dump the body in the ocean."

And then he turned around to walk away, he had after all someone who was waiting for him.

So when he reached his home, wet, but not too caring about that small matter, and his feet steered him to his own room. He had expected Feli to complain about his absence this morning, ho he had not been there to continue from where they had left off to sleep in the night, but to see him there, standing with a smile instead, made him almost forget about what he had just done to a man who had just had so much bad luck in life, at least that was over, for now.

"I'm sorry, did you miss me that much? I have just been gone for little over two hours." He purred, and walked up to him, not caring that he was wet and he might do the same to the smaller male, and lifted him up in a hug. "Is there any way I can make it up to you? Something kinky and breakfast in bed?" And when he put him down, his clothes had left a wetness all over his clothes, and the Turk smirked. "My bad, shall I help you get undressed and get into something more... Comfortable than those wet clothes?" Oh he loved this, that had been intentional as well, it was sometimes too easy, all of this, and yet it was a part of the charm. "Or would you rather want breakfast, and then... Something fun in the dining hall? perhaps my couch has been deemed interesting enough for you, sevimli kız?*"

*Cutie



OOC; @krimsor.kitsu ah sorry it took such a damn long time, but hey, better late than never??

It wasn't too often Sadık decided to go to just this store to get his groceries. Usually he went to a store that was much closer to his own home than this one that would indeed make sure that he had to either; get a cab back home, take the bus like he was some kind of commoner, or try to get a ride from any of his.. Friend.. Which he didn't really had, he just had a lot of people who liked to share a bed with him in that way. Hey, what could he say? Not his fault that he was good at everything he was doing, but then also that was limited to things he only enjoyed and did a lot as well.

Entering the new store, he had just gotten here because he had just finished a mission around the block, and the Turk was really up for something refreshing to drink. Civil clad with weapons very clever hidden, looking like any normal person around him as well. It had been a rather nice place actually, and the store he just walked into was very nice as well. Not too big, and yet it held fresh groceries, not like those you found in your everyday supermarket around the corner, but actually nice things that was local produced for a very generous price as well, making Sadık wonder how much the farmer got out of these deals.. And why he had never stumbled across this store, or heard of it before.

The tall, muscular man walked further into it, making sure to check out most of the aisles without seeming too suspicious about it in his curiousness. He wasn't fascinated about it in the way that made him want to touch everything, the Turk just liked to check out things to know where things was, and what the store had to offer him that no other store had, what was so special with just this one that would make sure he changed store he bought his groceries at?

Catching a glimpse of her as he walked past an aisle, and he turned around to get a catch of her again, but she was gone. Had he just imagined it all together? Had she not really been there? It had been a beautiful woman, one of his own types that he really preferred. A cute one with curves to die for, those women that also were the most fun to fool around with in bed on top of that. Sadık became curious, he knew he didn't see things, he was way too much of a realist to believe in ghost and illusions. Besides, this was modern London, not some kind of weird game or tv-show he was in.

Not thinking too much about it for now, as he went to his destination to pick up something to drink, apple juice.. What? He wasn't a kid but he loved most of the liquids that tasted like apple, even if apple tea was his absolute favourite, this had to do for now, he would soon start heading home, and by then he could get his tea if he so wanted it.

As he walked up to the register, that's when he saw her again, standing a few rows away from him, apparently getting some stuff too, so he hadn't imagined things, just like he thought.

Letting his eyes rest on her for a moment, she was a delight for his eyes, and even more beautiful than he had first thought she was by the quick glance he had gotten between the shelves when he had thought his brain had played a dirty trick on him. He hadn't gotten anything in a while, maybe he had just been seeing things since his body was starting to crave it yet again, a lot?

No, it had been real, she was very much alive and there.

He paid for his drink, taking a sip out of it when he had gotten away from the line, and he couldn't just leave her there just like that, not now when he had found someone that actually had a body to his taste, which had seemed a bit difficult at first, but at least he knew it wasn't impossible.

Standing there for a moment, deciding on what to do, and finally he sighed and started walking towards where he had seen her, and in the right moment as well. She was currently struggling with some grocery bags, as it seemed, and he looked up to see another man walking towards her direction. Eyes turned sharp, and oh so very threatening towards him to get him to back off, before himself started to walk towards her, eyes as soft as his body language as he smoothly walked up to stand in front of her.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but notice that it might seem a bit difficult to carry all those bags, do you need any help?" Smooth as fuck, and so very suave as usual..  Or at least in his own opinion, now he just hoped to not be rejected. A shining knight in armour was hopefully nothing too bad to her taste, and he had a kind smile on his lips, hoping to come off as a good man, even if he knew his body could be a bit intimidating to some people. And yet he also hoped she would say yes, a kind man was something he had learned women wanted. And yet he could also be a tiger between the sheets, whatever they preferred. And this woman.. He wanted her, so he just hoped she had good taste in men, that will say men like him.

He's probably gonna have a fun time trying to kill those people back, since they are trying to kill him after all and he won't take that lightly.
But I want Sadik to like, fall for her but not realising it himself because he has no clue what love on that level is, so he'd act like he always does spoil her and such as well, but even more lol.

Letgetthemtooinvolved
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But first starting off with how they meet, how does that sound??