Redemption (Midas x Reader)

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"Right, I was so helpful," I replied playfully. "Just like I did such a good job fighting off those Slurp addicts in the swamp."

He looked at me curiously. "What do you mean?"

It hadn't occurred to me that he didn't know the full story, and I got a little nervous at having to recount it.

"Um...two of those Shadow henchmen that you, well...disposed of, were the ones who found me after I fell, and...they were moving a barrel, and they said it was filled with Slurp...there were other barrels there too...that's how they even found me, they were coming into my hiding place to get high..."

"You're positive it was Slurp in those barrels?" he asked.

"Well I didn't actually see it, but I heard them talking about it. They definitely came from the warehouse," I answered.

"Y/N, this is really important. Tina's been watching that place for awhile, but we didn't have any evidence, they're too careful. If you saw what you say you saw, we might actually know where they're manufacturing it."

I felt a twinge of satisfaction at finally being somehow useful.

"Do you think you'd recognize the house you were hiding in if you saw it again?" he asked me.

"Maybe?  I mean, it's possible, but I was under a lot of duress, I guess I could try?"

"Good.  I'll take you back out there in a day or two.  For now, as much as I'd love to stay here and fuck you all day, I have at least one meeting that I have to be at."

I groaned as he stood, dragging me across the mattress before I let go of his neck.

"Can't you take the day off?"  I begged, a bit dramatically.

"No, unfortunately.  I kind of...ran out of an important negotiation yesterday when I heard what happened to you.  He came a long way to see me and I owe him a resolution at least."

He could see the curiosity in my face, and finally threw me a bone.

"I'm trying to sell a family property, Y/N.  In South Africa.  My mother owned it but I don't have any use for it anymore," he explained.

South Africa.  Well, that explains the lilt in his accent, at least.

"Is that where you're from?" I asked him.

"I spent the first ten years of my life there, yes.  I moved back with family in England after my mother passed."

I was saddened to hear his mother had died, and also felt a little silly at how insecure I'd been when I didn't know where he'd gone on his trip.  It was family business, and none of mine.

"I'm really sorry.  Truly," I told him.

"It's ok, it was a long time ago," he reassured me.  "I'm going to go clean up."

He bent over to kiss me before walking into the bathroom.  I could hear the shower turn on, and I was briefly tempted to go get in with him.

Instead I rested, looking out the windows, daydreaming, watching the day unfold.  I turned back around once the water turned off, and a couple minutes later he came back into the room, walking through naked to his closet.

I watched him putting on his suit, and was suddenly reminded that I didn't have any clothes here.

"Midas, um...I don't have anything to wear," I said.

He finished buttoning his shirt, before grabbing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of boxers, and tossing them onto the bed beside me.

"You should stay here and rest today.  I'll have you some food sent up.  Oh, and if you're ok with it, I was thinking you could take Rox's room, it's not like she'll be needing it anymore," he said.

"Uh, sure," I answered, trying to hide my excitement at the fact that I would be only one floor away from him.

"Great, I'll have your things moved by tonight," he said, smiling at me slightly.

He finished getting dressed, tying his tie and then sitting on the edge of the bed to put his shoes on.  I could smell his freshness, his musk, and couldn't resist crawling over to his back to wrap my arms around him, my naked breasts pressed into the back of his waistcoat.

He sighed, reaching up and grabbing my hands, lacing our fingers together.  His breathing grew rapid, and I could tell that he wanted me again.

"Don't tempt me, Y/N.  Next time I won't be so polite," he said shakily, turning his head to the side to see my face.

Is that a threat or a promise?

I kissed him then, before letting him stand.  He calmed himself back down quickly, and took one more look over my naked body before walking towards the door.

"I'm not sure how long I'll be," he said.  "Make yourself at home."

I simply nodded as he left, already missing him, already anticipating his return.