#pacho/elias/manuel

[owlsnotes]

Guys, I understood something. I need a fic about Elias, from his point of view. Because we have absolutely nothing about him in season 3. I saw beautiful minies, but I need something a little longer.

What Elias thought about Pacho at the beginning, and how his feelings changed. What he said to Pacho, that Pacho made him so close to himself. And what Pacho said and did for Elias, that he became so loyal. I suppose it was not only about lust and Pacho's money. In season 3 they had really cute and playful conversation (and sooo short!), and Elias said that remark about Pacho's brother — Pacho allows him to speak that way.

Maybe even how Elias' life would change, if he would live longer life.

And I forgot, where would be Manuel in this scheme?

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Elias comes to Colombia for a visit. 

(This imagine takes place after this one: https://queenielacy.tumblr.com/post/165330826944/imagine-pacho-takes-manuel-with-him-to-mexico) 

Pacho and Manuel had been communicating with Elias ever since they left Mexico and returned home to Cali. They'd call him and stay on the phone at all hours of the night, and send money and gifts back to Mexico. Elias would always complain about them sending him such expensive things, he always felt like he didn't deserve them, but they would always tell him not to worry about it and enjoy the presents. 

Elias had just finished his shift and was about to head home when Amado approached him carrying an envelope in his hands. "Elias!" He called out and Elias walked over to meet him.

"Yes, Mister Carrillo." He answered and Amado handed him the envelope. 

"No need to come to work tomorrow...or the next days." He said and Elias gave him a confused look as he took the envelope from him. What was going on? He didn't have to come to work? Was he being fired? Was this his final paycheck? His eyes widened at the thought. He couldn't lose his job. He needed it.

"Oh, Mister Carrillo, please don't fire me. I need this job. I'll do better. I promise." Elias begged and Amado shook his head and let out a chuckle.

"You're not fired, my dear boy." He said and clasped his shoulder. "You're going on a vacation."

"Vacation?" Elias questioned. He knew he had plenty of vacation days saved up because he could never afford to take one and he couldn't afford to take one now. 

"From Pacho and Manuel. Have fun and try not to get into trouble." He said before turning to leave. Elias quickly opened the envelope and saw a ticket to Colombia inside. He smiled as he looked at the ticket. He was going to see Pacho and Manuel.

The next day, Elias was packed and ready to go when he heard a knock at his door. He found that odd because he didn't get too many visitors at his apartment. He opened the door and saw a man dressed in a nice black suit. 

"Hello. My name is Roberto. I was hired to take you to the airport by a..." Roberto trails off as he looks at the paper in his hand. "Mister Herrera." He said and Pacho nodded. Elias told the man to give him a second. He grabbed his bags and then returned to the door. Roberto took his bags while Elias locked up his apartment. He walked downstairs and saw the black Bentley waiting on him. He should have known Pacho would send something this nice. He settled into the car and Roberto drove him to the airport. 

Once they were at the airport, a woman that worked for the airline met him. She took his bags from Roberto and had another airline worker carry them for Elias. Elias took a few dollars to try to tip the driver but he refused, saying the tip had already been taken care of. 

Elias was led into the airport by the airline worker and led to a special security line. He went through security quickly and then driven to the gate on a golf cart. He was let on first and he could see the other passengers looking at him, trying to figure out who he was. He felt like a celebrity. He was flown from Mexico to Colombia in first class and treated like royalty. If only the flight crew knew he was just a waiter. 

Upon arrival in Colombia, he was taken by golf cart to his car, a Rolls Royce this time. He settled into the back as the man drove him. "You must be very important to Mister Herrera." He said and Elias shook his head. 

"Not really." He answered. He didn't want to get ahead of himself. He understood that he was just a warm body and a nice piece of ass to Pacho and Manuel. He was okay with that. He'd take anything just to be near them.

"Don't think so little of yourself. He's been running us crazy preparing for you. Threatened to fire a couple people if you were unhappy." He said and Elias let out a chuckle. He couldn't imagine Pacho or Manuel worrying about him in such a way. 

Thirty minutes later, the car pulled out to a beautiful mansion but Elias' eyes were focused on the two men standing out front, waiting on him. The door opened and he quickly out of the car and walked up the stairs to them. Neither wanted to wait their turn so they both ended up hugging Elias at the same time.

"We missed you." Pacho confessed and Elias nodded.

"I missed you both too." He said as he looked between the both of them. He was led into the house and shown around by them. He was introduced to a number of the staff and they were already treating him like he was their boss.  As he was led through the home, Pacho and Manuel couldn't keep their hands off of him and Elias wanted more from them.

"You must be tired from the travel." Pacho said as they walked into the master bedroom. "We'll let you rest." He added and Elias shook his head. 

"No." Elias spoke.

"No?" Manuel questioned.

"Well..." Elias started. "I didn't wear these for just sleeping." He said and backed away from them. He kicked off his shoes and socks before undoing the button on his jeans and pulled down the zipper. He pulled off his jeans and turned around to show off the black thong he was wearing. It didn't take long for Pacho and Manuel to be all over him. He wanted that and he got it. 

The next morning, he walked into the kitchen wearing only Pacho's shirt. The sex marks were clearly visible on his body. 

"Wrecked is a good look on you." Camilla, their housekeeper, joked and Elias knew he'd never be able to live this down. 

Pacho and Manuel took him to a party at Gilberto's home later that day. There were many tables and tents set up outside. There was so much food and drinks. A band wad playing on the stage and everyone was laughing and acting as if they had no problems in this world. 

Elias was wearing a nice pair of slacks and a polo that Pacho had bought him before he came. As soon as he was introduced to Gilberto and Miguel, he was then whisked away by Gilberto's wives who fretted over how cute he was. Maria joined in on the conversation and as he sat with the rest of the wives, the realization dawned on him that he was rubbing shoulders with Cali's elite and that he was kind of a cartel wife, in a sense. He laughed at the thought. He had to keep reminding himself that this wasn't serious and that they were just getting their fill of him before they sent him back to Mexico. 

"Excuse me, ladies." Pacho said as he approached the table. He held out his hand for Elias to take and he happily did. He got up from the table and followed Pacho to the dance floor. Pacho moved to face Elias and then pulled him into his arms. The two started to sway to the music of the band. Elias then saw a flash. He looked up to see Manuel holding a camera.

Manuel shrugged. "I couldn't help myself."

Elias had been in Cali for over a week and Pacho had really been enjoying the young man's presence. He could tell Manuel enjoyed Elias as well. There was a definite difference in their home with Elias in it. The young boy brought a bit of light to their dark world.

Pacho had come back from a meeting when he heard laughing coming from the living room. He walked in and saw a shirtless Manuel holding the expensive camera he bought him for his birthday. He was taking picture of Elias, who was laying on the couch. He was wearing one of Pacho's silk shirts. The shirt was unbuttoned and opened to reveal his slim torso. Elias was wearing a red lace thong and Pacho really needed to figure out where the boy got his underwear from because he wanted to buy him more. Elias was laying on his stomach, his ass slightly in the air, his hair was messy, and his lips were puffy as if he'd been sucking on something. 

"Like this?" Elias questioned and Manuel nodded.  

"Yeah, like that." He said and snapped more pictures. "You're so sexy baby." Manuel commented and that made Elias blush. Pacho watched them for a few moments before walking into the room.

"What are you two doing?" Pacho asked.

"Just having fun." Manuel answered. Pacho gave Manuel a kiss before going over to give Elias one. He gave Elias a smack on the ass and Elias yelped. 

"Mister Pacho..." Pacho turned around and Camilla was there. "Mister Carrillo is on the phone." Pacho nodded and she left.

"I'll be right back." Pacho said and walked toward the door. He stopped and turned around to see Elias pulled Manuel down onto the couch. The two laughed before giving one another a kiss. He then left the room and went to his office to take the phone call.

"Amado." Pacho started. "It's nice to hear from you."

"Pacho, my man." He said. "So...Elias has been there for more than a week."

"He has." Pacho said and he heard Amado sigh on the other end.

"I'm not getting him back, am I?" Amado questioned and Pacho let out a chuckle.

"You shouldn't have let him out of Mexico if you wanted to keep him." Pacho explained and Amado laughed. "Be honest Amado, you knew I would keep him here."

"Take care of him, okay." Amado started. "He's been through a lot. He doesn't deserve any pain."

"I plan on taking care of him Amado." Pacho said. "Don't worry about him."

"If you hurt him, I won't hesitate to kidnap his ass and bring him back to Mexico. I mean it." Amado warned.

"I know you do. I promise. He's safe with me and Manuel." Pacho promised. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a photo shoot to attend." 

"Photo shoot?" Amado questioned. "What the hell are you talking about? Actually..." Amado started before Pacho could answer his question.  "Don't answer that. I have a feeling that I don't really want to know. Have fun." He said and hung up the phone. Pacho chuckled and hung up the phone after him. 

He walked back to the living room to see Manuel on top of Elias. Elias' long legs wrapped around Manuel's waist and his head thrown back in pleasure. Pacho picked up the forgotten camera from the floor and started to snap pictures.

Yeah...Amado wasn't getting Elias back. 

[everknowing]

Make the world your priority. Try to live your life ecologically. Play a part in a greater scheme. Try to live the dream on a wider scene. Let's come together right now. Oh yeah. In sweet harmony

[queenielacy]

Imagine: Elias is Gilberto’s son.

He’s the youngest of Gilberto’s children, born to his first wife...or was it his second wife? It really didn’t matter, Gilberto didn’t differentiate based on their maternal lineage. He differentiated them based on their intellect, their wit, their resourcefulness and that made Elias his favorite child. He had a brilliant mind, graduated top of his class at the young age of 15. He went to the best University in Colombia and at twenty years old, he was in his second year of law school.

That surprised everyone. They were sure Gilberto would use the boy’s brains to build his empire, to expand and make even more money, but Gilberto was determined to keep Elias away from his life of crime. Gilberto decided that his favorite child would go down the straight and narrow path. He would become a lawyer, and help others stay out of trouble. If he was great at his craft, maybe he could become the district attorney. After that, the sky was the limit. He could go on to be a judge or go down the political path and become a congressman. Gilbert knew his baby could do anything, but he had to keep him out of trouble. That meant keeping him away from the thugs that looked at him with lustful eyes.

Elias came out as gay when he was 16 and Gilberto was fine with it. He never had an issue with homosexuals. Gilberto was never deeply religious and honestly didn’t care who other people fucked...but he did care who Elias fucked. Due to his position of power, Elias could live openly and didn’t have to worry about being attacked or hurt. That meant the other men that were gay or bisexual tried to seduce his son. He’d be damn if he would allow anyone his business to seduce his son. His son would commit to a nice young man, maybe a fellow lawyer or doctor. He wouldn’t be with a drug dealer, he wouldn’t be corrupted but Elias had other plans.

Elias looked at himself in the full-length mirror. He was dressed tight white jeans that hugged his behind and a tight white shirt. His hair was perfectly coiffed and his shoes shined. Once he was satisfied with his reflection, he went over to his dresser. He picked up his cologne bottle and sprayed some on. He grabbed the thin gold chain and placed it around his neck before grabbing his gold watch and bracelet. He placed them on before going over to the door and opening it. He could hear the band playing music in the backyard and conversations taking place. He smiled as he started down the staircase to join the rest of the party.

“Ah, there is my son!” Gilberto exclaimed as Elias came into the crowded foyer. Elias smiled as he dad grabbed him. He introduced him to some of his friend and Elias smiled and expressed pleasantries. Elias looked around the room and frowned.

“Where is Mr. Herrera?” Elias asked as he turned back to his father.

“He’ll be here soon. You know how Pacho is, he likes to make an entrance.” Gilberto said before going back to his conversation with his friend. Elias nodded. He really hoped Pacho would come tonight. Elias found the older man extremely attractive and had been cozying up to him and his lover, Manuel, for a while now. He wanted them and he was determined to have them.

The rumble of motorcycles brought Elias out of his thoughts. It was unusual because he didn’t think any of his father’s friends rode motorcycles. He looked toward the front door and waited for the riders to walk in. It didn’t take long for the door to open and people to file in. He smiled as he saw Mr. Herrera, Pacho, and Manuel walk in flanked by Pacho’s other sicarios. Elias smiled as he slipped away from his father and moved toward them. The Godfather was so suave as he walked in to the party, dressed to the nines in his leather jacket and perfect silk shirt. There wasn’t a hair out of place and Elias didn’t expect anything less from the man.

“Mr. Herrera, I’m happy you made it.” Elias greeted him as he sauntered up to the Cali Godfather. “Manuel, it’s nice to see you as well.” He added.

Pacho smirked as he looked the young man up and down. Pacho couldn’t deny it, Elias was extremely sexy. He would love to have the boy on his arm and in his bed. He had many fantasies about him and Manuel and how good they would look together, but he knew better than to approach Elias in that way. Gilberto made it very clear that his young son was off limits to him and the others within the Cartel. He respected Gilberto too much to go against his wishes. The older man was the only one to give him a chance, not even Gilberto’s brother originally wanted him to hold a high position within the Cartel. Gilberto stuck out his neck for him and he wouldn’t let the man down. He’d control his hormones no matter how hard it may be.   

“Pacho!” Gilberto exclaimed as he walked over to them. “I am glad you are here, please have fun. No business tonight, okay? This is party. I don’t want to see you huddled up with Chepe or my brother talking business.” He said with a chuckle. “I expect to see you drunk.” He joked.

Pacho smiled. “It will be a fun night.” He said as he turned away from Elias and looked at Gilberto.

“Elias.” Gilberto started. “Take them outside, get them something to eat.” He said before he was pulled away by his fourth wife, or was it his third wife?

Elias nodded before taking Pacho and Manuel’s hands. “Come on.” He said and then led the men outside to the backyard. It was decorated with fairy lights and candles. Flowers were placed in the middle of the tables and waiters moved around bring food and drinks to the party goers. Elias led them to an empty table and had them sit down before calling for items to be brought over. Elias slipped onto the seat between the two and smirked.

“It’s been a while.” Elias stated and Pacho nodded.

“It has.” Pacho added. He purposely stayed away from the young man. He didn’t trust himself to stay around him for too long.

“I would say you two have been avoiding me.” He smirked.

“Never.” Manuel spoke up. “We have just been really busy. We love to see your beautiful face.” He spoke and Elias chuckled as he moved to press against Manuel. Pacho watched as the two flirted with one another. Manuel was a bit looser than him, but Manuel knew the rules. It wouldn’t go beyond flirting. The two looked beautiful together. Elias blushed as Manuel whispered something to him before pressing his hand against Manuel’s thigh. The trio didn’t even notice that the workers brought over food and alcohol.

Pacho tore his eyes away from two before his emotions got the better of him. He grabbed a piece of fruit and bit into it. He noticed the music change and Elias gasped.

“I love this song.” He said and then stood up. “Come on, let’s dance.” He said and grabbed Manuel’s hand. Manuel looked over at Pacho and Pacho nodded. He was sure Gilberto wouldn’t care about a dance. Besides, he didn’t see the older man around. Manuel got up and followed Elias to the dance floor and the two started to dance. Manuel kept a bit of distance between the two, but the dance was still a sensual one. Pacho could feel the desire stirring inside of him as the two moved. He knew he should fight off this desire, but he told himself he would allow himself this one indulgence.

He saw Elias whisper something to Manuel and the notice the two starting to slip away. He raised his eyebrow at this. What did Elias say? Manuel knew better than this, but he couldn’t blame the man for getting caught up in his spell. “Fuck…” He cursed under his breath. He had to go save Manuel from making a mistake. At least, that’s what he was telling himself.

Pacho got up and pushed his way through the crowd of dancers and partygoers. He looked around and saw a Manuel’s backside before disappearing around the corner. He slowly followed the couple, making sure to not draw any attention to himself. He rounded the corner to the other section of the grand estate. He was blocked off from the other partygoers. He stepped over the barrier and continued walking. He rounded another corner and found Manuel and Elias sitting inside and beautiful white gazebo. Elias was sitting on Manuel’s lap, laughing about something. Pacho slowly approached the couple, trying to step softly, but Elias still heard him.

Elias smiled as he looked over at Pacho. “I told you he would follow.” Manuel said as he watched Pacho approach them.

“Manuel…” Pacho trailed off, giving Manuel a pointed look.

“Come sit.” Elias said and patted the place next to Manuel. Pacho went against his better judgement and sat down next to Manuel. Elias smiled as he slung an arm around Manuel. “I’ve been waiting to get this close to both of you. I’m glad I have you now.” He said before turning to Manuel. He leaned in and gave Manuel a kiss on the lips. Manuel gave in and kissed the younger man back. Pacho watched the two kiss and immediately felt his pants growing tighter. This sight was better than he ever imagined. The two slowly kissed, Manuel’s tongue pushing inside of Elias’ mouth. Elias let out a little moan before pulling back. He smirked before looking at Pacho. He reached up and grabbed Pacho by his silk shirt. He pulled Pacho close and Pacho allowed the younger man to guide him forward. Elias pressed his lips to Pacho and Pacho also gave in, kissing Elias softly at first and allowing Elias to control the kiss. Pacho let out a low growl before placing his hands on both sides of Elias’ face, deepening the kiss. He forced his tongue inside of Elias’ mouth as he roughly kissed him. Elias let out a whimper as his hands slid down Pacho’s tone torso. Pacho could hear Manuel swear beside him as he watched. The kiss was better than any of his dreams and fantasies. The younger man’s lips were perfect. He could get used to this, waking up to his kisses in the morning and kissing Elias goodnight...but he couldn’t have this.

Pacho pulled away slowly, causing Elias to whimper. The younger man chased Pacho’s lips but Pacho stopped him. “No, I...We can’t do this.” Pacho whispered before pulling away.

“Pacho, why?” Elias questioned. “...Is it me?” He asked, questioning if the man found him desirable.

“No, God no.” Pacho answered. The tent in his pants showed how much he desired Elias. “I made a promise to your father and I respect him too much to go back on that.” Pacho said before standing up. “Come on, Manuel.”

Elias frowned as Manuel gently coaxed him off his lap and placed him on the bench. He watched the two men walk out of the gazebo and disappear around the corner. He huffed before getting up. He walked through the yard and back into the house. He went over to the front door and noticed the motorcycles were gone.

Elias turned around and went back into the house, walking around the estate until he found his father. “I need to talk to you.” Elias rudely interrupted the conversation Gilberto was having. Gilberto excused himself before following Elias into an empty room. He closed the door behind him. “What do you need since you rudely interrupted me?” Gilberto asked his son.

“You told Pacho to stay away from me?” Elias questioned and Gilberto sighed.

“I told them all to stay away from you.” Gilberto answered and Elias scoffed.

“Why would yo-.”

“Why would I?” Gilberto started, cutting Elias off. “You can’t be serious. These are not good people. I will not allow them to corrupt you.”

“Corrupt me?” Elias questioned.

“Yes, they will corrupt you!” Gilberto yelled.

“I’m already corrupted by being your son!” Elias yelled and Gilberto’s face soften. “I may not be in the business but everyone knows I’m your son and everyone knows what you really do, so I’m guilty by association. I’ll get a law degree and I’ll be on the straight and narrow, but I’ll never be clean!” Elias yelled.

Gilberto sighed before moving closer to Elias. He patted his son’s cheek. “You’ll thank me for this one day, you’ll see.” Gilberto said, doubling down on his decision. “Those relationships always end in heartbreak.”

“Maybe so.” Elias answered. “But you raised a strong boy, I can handle the pain.” He said before pushing past his father and leaving the room. Gilberto sighed. He was sure his son would understand later. He just needed time to think. He would come to the right conclusion, at least he hoped.

I am probably going to write a part 2 to this. I liked this ‘verse more than I thought I would. I could go in a couple different directions...maybe I will write multiple parts that go down different paths. Thank you for reading!

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Pacho and Manuel tell Elias the story of how they met:

Elias laid naked and sweaty between both of his lovers on a Saturday night. They decided to stay in and just enjoy one another’s company instead of going out. He could feel Manuel’s lips on his neck and Pacho playing with his ass. His boys were horny, but he really wasn’t in the mood for sex. His mind was on something else entirely. “You’ve never told me how you two met.” Elias blurted out. Pacho and Manuel looked at one another before looking to Elias. “We’ve talked about everything else except that.” “Can’t we talk about that later?” Pacho questioned as he grabbed Elias and pulled his ass against his hard cock. Elias shook his head. “No, I want to know.” Elias stated and turned so he was on his back. Pacho let out a groan because he no longer had access to Elias’ perfect ass. “It’s really not much...” Manuel started but Elias shook his head. “I still want to know....even if was something as boring as meeting in a coffee shop.” Elias explained. “It’s not a boring story.” Pacho added. “Tell me and then I’ll let you have your way with me.” Elias promised. Manuel nodded. “I used to work on the street...I sold myself to make money.” “Well, this isn’t boring at all.” Elias added. Manuel let out a chuckle before he began. “I was working one night when I met Pacho...”

Manuel let out a sigh as he looked at the measly forty bucks in his hand. He would have to get at least one more customer if he was going be able to buy food and pay his water bill. Manuel had just been kicked out of his family’s home for being gay, and this was his first time out in the world on his own. He had a job at the local grocery store, stocking shelves and mopping the floors, but it wasn’t enough to pay rent, utilities, and get food. He started selling himself to make ends meet. Sometimes he would make enough in one night to cover his bills for the month and then there were nights like tonight where he made little money. “You do okay tonight?” Another street worker asked him and he shook his head. “Only made forty bucks.” Manuel answered. “Yeah, me too. It’s a slow night. Weird for a Friday.” He responded. “Hey.” Another worker walked up to the them. “We’re going over to the club. Heard there were some high rollers in there tonight.” The boy said before walking off with his small group. “Wanna go?” Manuel asked the other man nodded. “Why not...” They headed a few blocks east to the club the others were talking about. They arrived just as the club was closing and people were coming out. Manuel stood under the street light with some of the other workers as people poured from the club. One by one the others around him were picked up, until there was only a couple workers left. Manuel was about to call it a night, and just go hungry tomorrow, when Pacho and his crew emerged from the club. Everyone knew Pacho Herrera, one of the Godfathers of the Cali Cartel. He ran Cali and everyone in it. Everyone knew how much he liked to show off his wealth and power, throwing money around like it was nothing. It wasn’t unusual for the man to pay for his men, laying thousands at their feet for one night in bed but Manuel didn’t need thousands, he just needed twenty dollars. Manuel watched as Pacho dismissed the other boys, one by one. He didn’t seem to be impressed with any of them. If he wasn’t impressed with them, how was he going to have a chance with the man? He took a deep breath before approaching The Godfather. The worse he could say was no, and Manuel was no stranger to rejection. Manuel started walking over to Pacho. As their eyes connected, Pacho smirked and Manuel couldn’t tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He kept walking, but something behind Pacho caught his eye. A man was coming up fast from behind him. His jacket opened a bit and Manuel could see the top of a silver gun. The man started to pull it out and Manuel gasped before running over to Pacho. “Gun!” Manuel yelled as he tackled Pacho. The gun went off and Manuel felt a lightning bolt of pain through his shoulder. He landed on top of Pacho with a groan but before he could get his completely process everything, Pacho rolled them over. The Godfather shielded Manuel with his own body and then reached for his own gun. Pulling it from his waist, he fired at the shooter and killed him. Manuel reached up with his right hand to hold his left shoulder. He felt the sticky blood on his hand, confirming he’d been shot. The pain was unimaginable. He had never felt anything like this before. “Fuck...” Manuel swore. He could feel himself becoming lightheaded, and he knew he would pass out soon. “Call the ambulance!” Pacho yelled and then looked down at the beauty beneath him. “I thought we’d be on my bed in this position, not on the sidewalk.” Pacho joked and beautiful man let out a chuckle. When Pacho saw the man approach him, he knew he had to have him. He had gorgeous brown skin, a sexy body, and eyes that drew him in. He wanted him laid out across his bed, legs wrapped around his waist, and the man calling out his name. “You want me? It’ll cost you.” Manuel responded. “Whatever you want baby.” Pacho promised. “Twenty dollars.” Manuel responded and then his eyes started to slip close. “No, no, no, no. Don’t close your eyes.” Pacho said and lightly shook Manuel. Manuel’s eyes popped back open and Pacho let out a sigh of relief. “You’re eyes are so beautiful. I want to look at them, please don’t close them.” “I don’t think I can keep them open.” Manuel explained. He felt so lightheaded and like he needed a nap. “I just need a nap.” “Don’t nap yet. Not on the sidewalk.” Pacho started. “You’ll nap on expensive silk sheets from now on or, would you perfect Egyptian cotton?” Manuel chuckled. “Cotton, silk gets too hot....too messy for sex.” He said and then let out a cough. “Cotton it is, on a king size bed.” Pacho said and smiled when he heard sirens. “Just a little more, and then I’ll let you sleep. Keep your eyes open and I’ll give you the twenty dollars and more.” He promised. “Just the twenty is fine.” Manuel added. Pacho smiled and leaned down to place a kiss on Manuel’s forehead. The boss covered Manuel until the paramedics arrived. The paramedics had to pull Pacho off Manuel so they could work on him. They got him stable before transporting him. They quickly loaded him into the back of the ambulance and Pacho rode in the back with him because, Who was going to tell a Godfather what he could and could not do? “You did well baby.” Pacho praised him. “You can rest now. I’ll make sure everything is okay.” Manuel nodded and closed his eyes, quickly succumbing to his lightheadedness and falling asleep.

“And that’s how we met.” Manuel finished. “Oh my God, that’s so romantic.” Elias cooed. “If you say so...” Pacho added and Manuel nodded. “Now come here.” Pacho said and grabbed Elias. “Wait!” Elias yelled. “What happened at the hospital?” “I lived, obviously.” Manuel answered. “I know that.” Elias started. “I mean the next morning, what did you say to Pacho? What did Pacho say to you?” Pacho let out a sigh before starting. “I said...

“Hey beautiful.” Pacho greeted Manuel as he woke up. “Your surgery was a success. You’ll be fine.” “You’re here.” Manuel stated as he looked over at Pacho. He was wearing different clothes from last night, which meant he went home and came back to see him. He couldn’t believe Pacho Herrera would take time out of his day to be here with him. “Where else would I be?” Pacho questioned. “You’re a busy man.” Manuel added. “Not that busy for the man who saved my life.” Pacho said and Manuel gave him a small smile. Pacho reached into his pocket and pulled out a twenty and handed it to Manuel. “I’m a man of my word.” Manuel chuckled as Pacho slipped the twenty into his hand. “You don’t have to. I didn’t...earn it.” Manuel said. They hadn’t had sex, so there was no reason for Pacho to pay him. “Are you kidding? You earned that and more.” He said and picked up Manuel’s hand. He pressed his lips to the back of his hand before smiling at him. “Don’t think I forgot about the sheets. I’m having them shipped in. They’ll be at the house by the time you get discharged.” He explained and Manuel’s eyes widened. “You seriously bought those sheets?” Manuel asked. “Yes and they’ll be on my king sized bed, waiting for you But first, when you get out of here, I’m gong to take you to dinner.” Pacho explained. “You’re going to woo me?” Manuel jokingly asked. “Something like that.” Pacho said and then leaned over and pressed a kiss to Manuel’s cheek. “Get some rest, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“And that’s it.” Pacho finished. Elias turned to Manuel. “Was he there? When you woke up?” He asked and Manuel nodded. “Yes.” He answered and Elias kissed them both. “Okay. Now I’m ready.” “Finally.” Both men spoke as they flipped Elias onto his stomach. Elias let out a laugh before finally allowing his boys to get what they needed. “Next time.” Pacho began. “Ask these questions in the day time.”

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Amado goes to Colombia to check on Elias.

It's not that Amado doesn't trust Pacho. Pacho is one of his best friends and he trust him with his life, his business, his money...but Elias is different. Elias is the little brother that he had hoped for. His other brothers were assholes, and he was closer to his sisters than he was to them, but Elias was his perfect little brother with common sense, intelligence, and his head on his shoulders. He was protective of Elias and he wouldn't let anyone ruin him, that included Pacho.

Pacho would die before Amado allowed that to happen.

He didn't want Pacho to think that he didn't trust him, so he made up a bullshit reason to come to Colombia and meet with the godfathers. While he was there, he would make his way to Pacho's home and see Elias. He'd make sure his baby brother was okay before returning to Mexico.

The first part of his plan worked. He had actually found a legitimate reason to go to Colombia. Panama rebels were interfering with their drug trafficking and he needed the blessing of the Godfathers to handle those rebels. He left Mexico on a Friday morning and arrived in Cali that afternoon. When he walked out of the airport, he was shocked by what he saw. Pacho was there, along with Manuel and Elias. Elias looked great. His skin glowed and he was draped in expensive clothing. Amado noticed the diamond bracelet on his right wrist and the silver watch on his left.

"Amado! Amado!" Elias yelled and waved Amado over. Amado walked over to them, giving Elias a hug before shaking hands with Pacho and Manuel.

"Thought you might like to see some friendly faces." Pacho explained and Amado smiled.

"Yes, its great to see all of you." Amado spoke before he lead to the car. All his bags were placed in the trunk before they climbed into the black SUV. Amado sat in the back with Elias and allowed the boy to talk his ear off while Pacho and Manuel rode in the front. Amado noticed how happy and healthy Elias looked, the smile never leaving his face as he talked with Amado. This pleased the Mexican narco greatly.

Thirty minutes later, they arrived at Pacho's mansion and all went inside. The found their way to the backyard and sat out on the porch. They drank and talked for a long while before Pacho and Amado were called away to meet with Miguel and Gilberto. Amado kissed Elias on the forehead before leaving with Pacho. The second part of his plan had worked as well.

"Are you satisfied?" Pacho asked as they walked out of the house and to one of Pacho's cars. Amado gave Pacho a confused look as the arrived at the car.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

"Are you satisfied with how I treat Elias?" He asked. "I know that's real reason you came. You don't need permission from us to handle some rebels." Pacho said and Amado let out a chuckle.

"Am I that easy to see through?" He questioned and Pacho let out a laugh. "But Pacho, I'm glad you're making Elias happy." Amado added. "It would have been a shame if I had to kill you." He joked and the two shared a laugh.

"Amado." Pacho began as they got into the backseat of the SUV. "I'm glad Elias has you, someone that really cares."

"Thank you." Amado stated as he sat next next to Pacho. "And I'm glad Elias has you and Manuel."

Elias deserved the happiness Pacho and Manuel gave him...and he guessed Pacho and Manuel deserved Elias.

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Javier Pena learns a valuable lesson: Always have a plan B.

Elias grabbed a pair of white slacks off the rack and carried them on his arm. He was searching for something to wear to Gilberto’s football party on Sunday. His team made it into the championship game, so the Godfather wanted to have a big party to celebrate and watch the big game. Elias had been in Colombia for six months and was considered apart of the Cali elite, being on Pacho’s arm and all, and was expected to look the part even if it was just a football party.

Some would consider him more than just apart of the Cali elite. He was Pacho’s boy, along side Manuel, and that made him royalty in Cali. He had the respect, and a bit of fear, from all the people in and around Cali. “The best position in the Cali cartel is that of a spouse. You get all the perks of money without the drama.” Gilberto’s first wife explained to him one night. He had to admit, she was right.

Elias grabbed another pair of slacks before turning around. He turned so quickly that he bumped into a man that was behind him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t see you.” Elias quickly apologized.

“It’s alright.” The man said as he looked at Elias. “Elias, right?” The man asked and Elias slowly nodded as he gave the man a confused look.

“Right…” Elias started. “Do I know you, sir?” Elias questioned. Maybe he was one of Pacho’s associates or a friend of Manuel’s.

“You don’t know me, but I know all about you Elias.” He said and the reached into his pocket. He pulled out a black wallet and opened it up to show off his badge. “Javier Pena, DEA.” Javier introduced himself.

Elias gulped as he looked at the badge. He’d heard rumors, that the DEA was back in full force in Colombia, but they were just rumors until today. “It’s nice to meet you Mr. Pena, but what’s the DEA?” Elias questioned, blinking his wide eyes and playing dumb. “And what’s that got to do with me?”

“The innocent act might work on Pacho, but it doesn’t work on me.” Javier spoke. “Pacho…he’s a tough cookie to crack. There’s not a lot of people who are close to him, but you are.” He said and Elias shrugged.

“What’s your point, Mr. Pena?” Elias asked.

“My point is that you know things-.” Javier was cut off by Elias’ laughter.

“Look, Mr. Pena, I don’t know what this is bu-.”

“Then let me just cut to the chase.” Javier cut off the young man. “I know everything about you. I know where your parents and siblings live. I know you send them money. I know that money comes from Pacho and I know Pacho’s money is dirty. What if I told them how you really get that money? What if I told them their son was a fag-.”

“They know I’m a fag.” Elias cut him off and Javier was taken aback by the revelation. “Apparently, you don’t know everything.”

“I know that money is dirty. I can have them in jail by the end of the week for money laundering. Hell, by the end of the day.” Javier threatened. “I know you used to work for Amado Carrillo and it was off the books so not only did you commit tax evasion, but you can’t legally prove what you did for him. I can make a case that you were trafficking drugs for him and have you deported back to Mexico. You’ll spend at least 10 years in a Mexican prison and I’ll make sure those guards know you’re a fag.” Javier threatened before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his card. “I’ll give you a few days to think about helping me and then give me a call, baby face.” He said and Elias took the card out of his hand.

“You have a blessed day, Mr. Pena.” Elias said and then turned away from the DEA agent. He threw the slacks down and walked out of the store. He walked back to the car where the two security guards Pacho hired to protect him were waiting on him. “Take me home please.” Elias said as he got into into the car. “And speed a little if you don’t mind.”

“Whatever you need, boss.” The guard said and stepped on the gas. They made it back to the Herrera Estate in record time. Elias jumped out of the car and ran into the main home.

“Pacho! Manuel!” Elias yelled out as he ran into the home. He needed to speak with them. “Pacho! Manuel!” He yelled again as he rounds the corner and made his way toward Pacho’s office. There were a few sicarios outside the door which meant at least one of the other godfathers was here but he didn’t care, he needed to speak with his lovers. He pushed passed the men and walked into the office, pushing the door opened with so much force that it slammed into the wall.

Elias stood their wide eyed as Pacho, Manuel, Gilberto and Miguel looked back at him. Pacho and Manuel were leaning against the desk while Gilberto and Miguel were sitting down.

“What’s up with Bambi?” Gilberto questioned and Pacho shrugged.

“I’m sorry.” Elias blurted out. “I just need…I just…I jus-.” Elias broke down and went over to his lovers, throwing himself in their arms.

“He’s shaking.” Manuel stated as he wrapped his arms around Elias. Pacho cupped Elias’ cheeks and made him look into his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Pacho asked as tears rolled down Elias’ face. Elias reached into his pocket with shaky fingers and pulled out the business card. Pacho took the card from Elias to read it.

“A DEA agent stopped me in the store.” He confessed and the two brothers were off the couch when they heard DEA. “He knew everything about me, and my parents and siblings. He knows I used to work off the books for Mr. Carrillo. He says he’s going to make a case that I sold drugs. He’s going to have me deported and sent to jail in Mexico. He said he’d make sure all the guards knew what I was.” Elias explained as he cried. 

“He said he’s going to have my parents arrested because I sent them money and he’ll make a case that I was money laundering. I don’t want my parents or siblings in jail. You know my dad’s kidneys are bad, he won’t survive jail Pacho.” The tears fell faster as he started to think about his parents. They’d lost so much because they supported their queer son. Elias was just starting to make it right with all the money that he was sending, and now they were in trouble again because of him.

Pacho put the card down his desk and went to cup Elias’ face again. “Hey, calm down. Breathe for me…” Pacho tried to calm Elias down, afraid the younger man would have a heart attack if he kept this up. “You have nothing to worry about. Your family is safe and you’re safe. Don’t worry about this agent.”

“But Pa-”

“Have I ever lied to you before? Huh, my little prince?” Pacho asked and Elias shook his head.

“No.” Elias answered quietly.

“And I’m not lying now. I promise you, everything will be alright.” Pacho said and then placed a kiss on his lips. “You need to rest.”

“Come on Eli.” Manuel said and took Elias by the hand and led him out of the office.

“What are we going to do about this DEA agent?” Miguel asked once Pacho’s lovers were gone.

“I have an idea.” Pacho said. “I need to talk with Amado.”

Javier kicked his door closed as he walked inside of his government issued apartment. It was much better than the last one, but nothing was like home. He threw his blazer on to the couch along with some papers before taking off his gun and leaving it on the table. He made his way through his apartment and walked into the kitchen. He flicked on the light and got the scare of his life when Pacho fucking Herrera was sitting at his kitchen table, smoking a cigar in one of his fancy silk shirts and nice slacks.

“Mister Pena. It’s nice to meet you.” Pacho spoke after he blew the smoke from the cigar out. “I see you’ve met my little prince.”

“Elias?” Javier questioned. He wished he had his gun on him, and access to his phone. Pacho Herrera was in his kitchen, and he couldn’t do a fucking thing about it.

Pacho nodded. “You’re a smart man. You knew Manuel wouldn’t have believed a word you said, so you went after the young and naive one. Is it the DEA’s policy to ambush young men in department stores?”

“Is Elias that important to you? That’s you’d risk showing yourself like this?” Javier asked. Maybe he underestimated their relationship. They though Elias was just a sex you for Pacho, but that obviously wasn’t the case if he risked coming to a DEA agent’s apartment.

Pacho chuckled. “I’m here to offer you some advice. Whether you take it or not is up to you.” Pacho started. “You should leave Elias alone. You shouldn’t even think about Elias or his family. He has a lot of friends. Amado Carrillo, you know him? He thinks the world of Elias. Amado is in Mexico. Your family is from Texas. I’m not good at geography but Mexico and Texas share a border, don’t they?”

“You’re threatening me.”

Pacho shrugged. “Take it as you will. All I’m saying is that it would be a shame for your father, Chucho, to end up floating in the Rio Grande.” He said and stood up from the table. “I’m glad we had this chat. Now if you’ll excuse me…” Pacho trailed off as he placed the cigar in his mouth. He puffed on it as he started to walk out of the kitchen.

“Elias…what is he to you?” Javier called out. Pacho turned to face the DEA agent, blowing out his smoke before speaking.

“He’s my prince.” Pacho answered.

“And you’re his king.” Javier said but Pacho shook his head.

“I’m his knight. Manuel is his king.” Pacho answered. Pacho started to leave again, but then stopped when he remembered something. “Oh, you’ll get your phone service back on tomorrow. Also…” He pulled out a piece of paper and pulled it from his pocket. “I bet you’ll be shocked to know one of your own family members works from Amado. The papers would love that…” He said and then walked out of the apartment.

Javier cursed himself once Pacho was gone. Plan A had gone to shit and he didn’t have a Plan B. “What the fuck am I going to do now?”

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Amado betrays Pacho...or so he thinks. 

(Takes place after this imagine: https://queenielacy.tumblr.com/post/165330826944/imagine-pacho-takes-manuel-with-him-to-mexico)

Amado had always considered himself to be a one hundred percent straight man, a thousand percent straight, a million percent straight, a billion percent straight...that was until he laid eyes on Manuel. Oh, Manuel...with gorgeous chocolate skin, a nice ass, and a smile that just sucked him right in. Pacho brought Manuel to Mexico with him and he finally got to see what the fuss was out, and no wonder Pacho was so obsessed with him. Amado found himself having very explicit dreams about Manuel and he wouldn't lie to himself, the dreams scared him a little. He never wanted to fuck a man before, and he just didn't know how to process all of these feelings. All he knew was that he really wanted Manuel in his bed...but Manuel was Pacho's. Pacho was one of his best friends and a great business partner. He couldn't possibly betray one his friends and business associates... Amado found Manuel by the pool that afternoon, soaking up the sun. He was laying on his stomach and was wearing a tiny pair of swim shorts. His nice ass was on full display and Amado had to think of his grandmother to stop his growing erection. Pacho wasn't around, but he didn't see any harm in speaking with Manuel. He walked over to him and sat next to him. Manuel felt someone next to him and opened his eyes. "Hey, Amado." He greeted him and Amado smiled back. "Hey. How has Mexico been for you?" Amado asked and Manuel smiled. "Great so far. Mexico has had many treasures to offer us." Manuel said and winked. Amado assumed he was referring to Elias, the waiter. He had seen both Manuel and Pacho eyeing him. He figured it was a matter of time before they bedded him. "I'm glad you're liking our treasures." Amado added. Manuel reached down and grabbed the bottle of sun screen that was laying on the ground. "Can you put some on my back, please?" Manuel asked and Amado's mouth went dry. He should say no, but he really wants to touch that chocolate skin. Amado nodded and reached out for the bottle. He took it from Manuel before moving to hover over Manuel's backside. He squirted some on his hands before rubbing it into Manuel's skin. His hands traveled low on Manuel's back, almost touching his ass before moving his hands back up. Amado wasn't bold enough to touch the beauty there even though everything inside of him was scream to just touch him there. "Would you mind getting the back of my legs?" Manuel asked and Amado shook his head. "Not at all." He said and squirted more of the lotion onto his hands and moved to rub at Manuel's thick thighs that he wanted wrapped around his waist. "Hey." Amado looked up and saw Pacho coming over toward them. He quickly took his hands off Manuel and went to wipe the lotion off his hands with a towel that was next to Manuel's seat. Amado watched Pacho walk over to them and lean down to press a kiss on Manuel's lips and grab Manuel's ass with his hand. "What are you guys doing?" Pacho asked. "Amado was just helping me out." Manuel explained. "Thanks." "No problem." Amado said and then cleared his throat. "Excuse me." He said and quickly left the couple. He had an erection to take care of. After he took care of himself, he had business to handle so he didn't see Pacho or Manuel for the rest of the day. He didn't make it back to his room until night fall. He had dressed himself for bed, shirtless with just his pajama bottoms on, when he heard a knock at his door. He walked over to it and threw the door open and saw Manuel standing there. He was dressed in a white t-shirt that hugged his torso and a pair of tight jeans on. He was barefoot and held a bottle of liquor in his hands. He smiled at Amado held the bottle of liquor up to Amado's face. "Compliments of Pacho." Manuel said and then let out a giggle. Amado raised an eyebrow and the shrugged. If Pacho insisted, then how could he reject such a gift?

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Pacho takes Manuel with him to Mexico. He'll be bored without him and he can admit that he's addicted to the sex. Pacho's brother comes along and they make it into a semi-family vacation even though he thinks going to Mexico is a shit idea.

They're all out by the pool when he notices the young waiter. He's very pretty, smooth skin and plump, pink lips. He looked over at Manuel and saw that he was also staring at the boy. "You want him." Pacho whispered in his ear and Manuel chuckled. "So do you." He whispered back and Pacho nodded. He did want him.

Later on, they're back in their room. They're on the couch, kissing and touching, when they hear knock on the door. Manuel gets up and answers the door. A few moments later, he returns with the young waiter. The young man is holding a bottle of champagne and Pacho isn't sure if he's here on his own or if Amado sent him, and he doesn't really care. Manuel leads him over to where Pacho is and sits down next to Pacho. They boy, they learn his name is Elias, opens the bottle and pours three glasses. They only take a few sips of the expensive champagne before it is forgotten. Elias crawls onto Manuel's lap and begins to kiss him passionately. Pacho can't help but to think about how blessed he is as he watches the two on the couch.

Coming to Mexico was a great idea.

[queenielacy]

Imagine:

Its Pacho’s birthday! He’s not very excited for it. Not because he hates getting old. He actually considers getting old a blessing considering his chosen profession. He’s not excited because he’s never really celebrated his birthday before. When he was a little boy, his family was too poor to celebrate most holidays and especially birthdays. He was lucky if his mother even baked a cake for him or his brother. When his father kicked him out of the house, he became too busy working his way to the top of the Cali cartel in order to celebrate properly. When he finally reached the top, he was too busy dealing with the DEA and other rival cartels. Well, those rival cartels are gone and his DEA source says they have no case against him. Now that he actually had the time and money to celebrate, he didn’t exactly know what to do with himself. Manuel knew what to do with him. Manuel always knew how to handle him.

Manuel woke him on the morning of his birthday with soft kisses that quickly turned into passionate ones coupled with hunger touches. After they played in bed, Manuel made his favorite breakfast and the two ate together. Alvaro showed up shortly thereafter and Manuel announced that he arranged a spa day for him and his brother so that they could spend time together. Also, Pacho needed some relaxation. “You’re getting stress lines in your forehead.” Manuel joked. Pacho loved spending time with his brother, so it was a nice gift from Manuel. He asked if he would be joining them but Manuel said no. He had to stay home and prepare Pacho’s present. Pacho thought the spa day was his present. Before he could interrogate Manuel, he was escorted for the house by his brother. Manuel gave him a kiss on the cheek while Alvaro pushed him out of the house and told Pacho to have fun. A black limo was waiting for them outside and the Herrera brothers slid inside.

“Alvaro, do you know what Manuel got for me?” He asked an a big grin formed on Alvaro’s face.

“Don’t worry brother. You’re going to love it.” Alvaro quickly changed the subject to sports and Pacho decided to leave it at that because it was clear that he wasn’t going to get any answers from his little brother. They arrived at the spa and Pacho was treated like a king from the time he arrived to the time he left. He was given a facial, a massage with a happy ending from the cute masseuse that was working on him, a manicure, pedicure, and a quickly stint in the sauna before he departed with his brother. He really liked the spa and he definitely wanted to take Manuel along next time. Alvaro then took his brother to dinner as his own present to Pacho. As they ate, Pacho noticed that Alvaro kept checking his watch. He wondered if that had to do with his surprise. He called him out on it, but Alvaro just laughed him off and switched the topic to his relationship woes. An hour and a half later, they left the restaurant and the limo dropped Pacho off at home before taking Alvaro back to his place. Pacho was greeted at the door by Manuel. He was shirtless and his pants hung low on his hips, so low that Pacho could tell Manuel didn’t have on any underwear. Manuel kissed him before leading him through the house and upstairs to their bedroom. He stopped in front of the bedroom door and made Pacho close his eyes before opening the door and guiding the Cali Godfather inside. Manuel position Pacho and then told him to open his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he was met with a beautiful sight. Elias was sitting on their bed. He was only wearing the tiniest pair of red shorts that Pacho had ever seen and a red bow was tied nicely around his neck. Elias smiled at Pacho and a blushed formed on his face due to the Godfather’s intense gaze. “Happy birthday, Pacho.” Elias spoke and Pacho turned back to Manuel. “Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” Pacho said and Manuel chuckled. “No need to. I know I am.” He said and pressed a kiss to Pacho’s cheek. “Now…let’s unwrap your present.”