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Naruto straightened out his jacket and plastered a friendly smile on his face before ringing the bell. The disarming expression , which he had mastered very early on, was a great advantage in his profession.

"Hello," he said as the door was opened by an imperious looking, blonde woman who towered over him by at least three inches. "I'm Naruto, the agency sent me."

The woman looked him up and down and then glanced past him into the street.

"Just one?" She asked apparently annoyed. "There are three of us."

Naruto allowed his smile to grow just a little and pulled up his sleeve.

"I'm experienced for three," he said displaying the three decorative lines around his wrist.

Each was different, but they were all Celtic scroll work and they marked for exactly what he was. His client appeared surprised.

"We'll in that case," she said, obviously considering him in a new light, given her change in tone, "come on in. Sasuke is going to love you."

Be followed her into the house, closing the door behind him carefully and watching as the woman disappeared into the room at the end of the hall. The hallway was sparsely furnished, one bookcase and a very expensive painting on the wall, but nothing that really spoke of the owners of the house. He had heard rumors about them of course, working as he did he made sure he knew all the gossip about potential clients, but he had nothing concrete. They were new to London, at least this time around, and everyone was speculating why they had moved over from Dublin.

Plastering false confidence on his face and in his body language, he walked towards the open door and stepped into the room.

"This is Naruto," the woman introduced him, smiling a predatory smile from where she was sitting next to a man with very dark hair and eyes. He gave the couple his best innocent look and nodded his head. Only when there was movement from his left did he notice the other man in the room. Naruto guessed the guy was about six foot, hence much taller than him, and there was something about the third client which held his eye. The stubble and messy hair were interesting and there were interesting and there were rock hard abs showing under the half open white shirt, but it wasn't just that. It was a little disconcerting.

"What would you like me to call you ?" Naruto asked, putting himself back on track and directing his question to the women since she was the only one that spoken to him.

" I'm Ino, my beautiful Russian here is Kiba, and the tall brooding one is Sasuke," the woman said looking him over the second time."You're a pretty one, aren't you?"

It wasn't an unusual comment and he smiled again.

" I do my best."

" How do you feel about sex?"

The question came from Sasuke and interrupted his usual rehearsed speech. His appointments most often had a certain order to them, but it seemed not tonight.

"I'm at your service." He said, surprised by the question, but trying not to show it.

Some of his clients wanted sex as well, others didn't, it was all part of the job.

"That wasn't what I asked," Sasuke said, stepping towards him and giving him a very obvious once over. "Do you like sex or would you rather avoid it?"

Ino laughed at the question, more of the normal reaction he would have expected from his clients. He had been hired, he was there to do whatever they wanted, which made the question quite an odd one. Not sure why he had been asked meant he didn't really know how to answer it either. It could have been the build up to some sort of game.

"I like sex," he replied eventually, because he could already feel his body's instinctive reaction to the other man and being honest seemed like the best course of action.

Surprisingly, he saw some of the tension leave Sasuke's stance and Ino laughed again.

"I told you Sasuke was going to love you," Ino said as if she found the whole situation utterly amusing. "He's such a gentleman."

Sasuke scowled at Ino, making her laugh more; the whole dynamic was confusing. Naruto had serviced triads before, but this one was very bizarre.

"Well," he said, deciding to put the evening back on track, "if I might use your shower, I'll get ready."

"You came unprepared?" Kiba immediately jumped on that as if very unimpressed.

Naruto could not help stiffening just a little; he did not like the other man's tone. Of course it was not his place to criticise the clients.

"I am always prepared," he replied, keeping his tone light, "but I came by Tube. I'm sure we would all prefer if I did not stink of rush hour."

"I'll show you the way," Sasuke said before Kiba could comment a second time.

Holding his bag a little more tightly than he needed to, Naruto followed the taller man out of the room and up the stairs. He observed everything as they walked, but there wasn't much to see. The whole house was done in white and magnolia and it did not really feel lived in.

"How long have you been here?" he asked, deciding that small talk might break some of the tension.

"We moved in two weeks ago," Sasuke replied, looking a little surprised by the enquiry, "but we've been in London nearly three months now. Ino took a long time decorating this place before she would finally let us move in. She had a vision."

Naruto was not impressed with 'the vision', but of course he did not say so.

"It's a nice house," he replied instead, since he was impressed with the architecture, if not the interior design.

Sasuke favoured him with a smile for that and he had the feeling he had given away a little more than he intended.

"It's white," Sasuke replied and grinned; "but it's always better to let Ino have her way for a while. I have a huge green sofa and a widescreen TV on order for next month."

To his surprise, Naruto found himself smiling back without having to think about it. Again it was unsettling, most of his job was about acting and Sasuke was drawing real reactions out of him.

"What do you like to watch?" he asked.

"Well when I can sneak it past Ino I do enjoy the footie," Sasuke told him in a mock whisper. "She still calls me an uncivilised heathen."

The conversation was brought to a pause as Sasuke opened a door and revealed a huge bathroom. In one corner was a sunken bath that was easily big enough for three, if not four and there was a glass-walled shower in the other.

"Wow," Naruto said, honestly impressed, "that is one hell of a bathroom."

"We have three all the same. Just turn the middle knob on the shower for hot water," Sasuke said with a smile; "if you touch any of the others you are on your own. Damn thing needs an instruction manual."

"I'll take that under advisement," he said and grinned back, walking fully into the room. "Where would you like me once I'm done?"

The smile on Sasuke's face slipped a little at the question, almost as if his client was not used to doing this regularly, which had to be untrue.

"The master bedroom is through there," Sasuke pointed at a door in the side wall; "it'll be the most comfortable."

Naruto nodded and then turned back to the shower; he did not dwell on what was to come, it was a waste of energy.

Sasuke left him alone and he efficiently stripped off, folding his clothes and putting them in his bag as he pulled out his other supplies. He had prepared for all eventualities before leaving home, but it was part of his role to be completely spotless and London travel did not allow for that. Sliding back the door of the shower, he turned on the water and then went back to his things to pick up what he needed as the water warmed up. When he stepped under the spray it was beautifully hot, just what he had been hoping for. He stood there for a while just enjoying the jets of water on his body, allowing them to loosen any muscles that had tightened thanks to his journey.

When the shower door opened again it pushed him out of his reverie, but he did not stiffen or turn.

"Hello," he said, slipping straight back into character.

"Do you mind?" It wasn't much of a surprise to hear Sasuke's voice. "I came back to bring you a towel and I couldn't resist."

Only now did he look over his shoulder.

"Of course not," he said with a smile.

He did not bother to point out if Sasuke wanted him dancing the tango naked in the hallway it was all part of the service.

Usually his clients were much more demanding.

Taking his reply as an invitation, Sasuke stepped all the way into the shower and Naruto moved forward a little to make room.

"May I help?" his companion asked.

Naruto just handed the other man the shower gel and let his tongue dance over his lips as he watched to see what Sasuke would do. It wasn't the first time he had taken a shower with a client, but Sasuke's hands were surprisingly gently when they came into contact with his body. Long fingers slicked with suds ran over his skin and made goose bumps rise over his flesh. The way Sasuke began to wash him was so nice, in fact, that for a little while he almost forgot why he was there.

"How old are you?"

The question just popped out of his mouth as Sasuke's arms wound round him, spreading lather up his chest. Of course he realised his mistake instantly, rule number one, never ask a client personal questions, but Sasuke laughed and didn't seem to mind.

"Am I that obvious?" Sasuke asked, pressing in close behind him and giving him firsthand knowledge of why Sasuke had mentioned sex.

"Depends what you mean by obvious," he replied as Sasuke's erection slid against his arse.

"Ino keeps telling me I need to mature, not that I'm sure what she means. I'm seventy four, but she looks at me as if I'm twenty most of the time."

Naruto didn't voice his surprise, but he would have guessed Sasuke was younger than that. Sasuke didn't act seventy four and of course Sasuke would never appear his age.

"You don't look a day over thirty," Naruto joked back rather than commenting.

"It's all in the blood," Sasuke replied and wrapped a hand around Naruto's cock, making him gasp.

It was a little bit of a shock to discover that he was already hard as nimble fingers took hold of him. He was quite capable of making himself aroused when the need came up, but it seemed his body was already reacting to Sasuke. It was yet another moment to add to the growing catalogue of the unusual about this job.

"What do you do?" he asked, mostly to distract himself from quite how much he was enjoying Sasuke's hand.

Since Sasuke didn't seem to mind answering questions, Naruto wanted to learn as much as he could. Knowledge was always useful.

"I'm a writer," was the reply as Sasuke nuzzled his neck; "my first love. I'm in negotiations to put on a play just off the West End. That's why we moved to London, well that and Kiba was bored."

Naruto almost laughed, but managed to catch himself and let himself sink into the feeling of Sasuke's hands on his body instead. It wasn't often he allowed himself the luxury of pleasure when on the job, it could be distracting, but Sasuke really did have a wonderful touch.

"Have you always been ..?"

The question caught him completely off guard.

"You mean did I have a life before I was kidnapped and trained to be a vampire whore?"

The words were out before he could stop them and in his native accent as well. He felt Sasuke completely still behind him and inside his head he cursed. He wasn't really sure where the bitterness had suddenly erupted from; he had come to terms with his position a long time ago, but clearly he had allowed his defences to drop too much.

"Sorry," he apologised quickly, English upper class accent back in place and mask back on, "I shouldn't have said that. You appear to have an unsettling affect on my natural calm. To answer your question I was an actor, up and coming, but a pretty good one, even if I do say so myself."

Sasuke still wasn't moving, either away or back to what they had been doing. Naruto wasn't sure what to do, pissing off the clients was a definite no-no.

"You were kidnapped?"

Naruto swore under his breath.

"You're not even English are you?"

"Scottish," he replied, praying that he could salvage the situation.

He turned in Sasuke's arms and gave the man his best smile.

"Look," he said, "the time for dramatics is long past, darling. I'm as addicted as you and we both know it, so how about we forget I have a stupid mouth and I put it to better use?"

He went to sink to his knees, but Sasuke stopped him.

"You don't have to," Sasuke said.

Apparently the universe was refusing to give him a break and it was just getting worse.

"I wasn't lying about the sex," he decided to be blunt and so used his real accent. "Once you've been with a vampire, humans just don't cut it. You're attractive and you seem to give a shit, which gives you two pluses. You need blood, your housemates need blood, so we might as well enjoy the rest of it as well. Just tell me what you want and I can make us both happy."

For a moment Sasuke hesitated, but then Naruto found himself being pulled close.

"How about you let me take care of you and we'll see how it goes from there?" was Sasuke's counter suggestion.

"I'm all yours," Naruto replied and any other words he might have come up with were shut off as Sasuke's mouth clamped to his.

Kissing wasn't something he was often overly fond of, it tended to be sloppy and not as pleasant as the person kissing him often thought it was, but Sasuke, as it turned out, was a fantastic kisser. Naruto was quite used to being claimed, vampires liked to dominate and yet somehow Sasuke possessed his mouth in a way that made him want more. The kiss drew a moan out of him, not a fake one he thought his client wanted to hear, but a real one and all the passion his hasty words had killed came flooding back.

That well trained voice in the back of his mind was telling him that he should be doing something, that he needed to be pleasing Sasuke even if Sasuke wasn't asking for it. It was quite loud, but Sasuke seemed to make it impossible. Naruto was following, not leading, not even pretending to follow while actually leading, which he was usually quite good at. Sasuke seemed to know how this should go and Naruto was along for the ride.

"God you're beautiful," Sasuke whispered to him, breaking the kiss and pulling their bodies into line. "I haven't reacted to anyone like this in years."

Naruto opened his mouth to reply, but gasped instead as Sasuke nibbled his neck.

"I can almost taste you already," Sasuke moaned into his ear.

He felt himself tremble as the need welled up in him. This was an automatic response, one he hated and yet craved. The bite of a vampire was as addictive as any drug and his body was five years into the addiction. For a brief second he would have done anything to have Sasuke bite down on his flesh, but he managed to push it away. He would not beg.

"Sex first," Sasuke told him, seeming to read his reaction, "then we both get what we need."

The words were understanding not degrading and for an instant he almost believed Sasuke saw them as equals. Many of his clients had used his addiction against him, playing games with him as if they were somehow superior, but not Sasuke, at least not yet.

Naruto let Sasuke wash him, giving up trying to reciprocate after the third time Sasuke pushed his hands away. If the vampire wanted to layer attention on his skin he was happy to let Sasuke do whatever he felt like. However, he did have to grab for the railing on the shower wall when Sasuke decided to use soap lubricated fingers to open him up. Even having prepared earlier, he had tightened up somewhat and Sasuke had long, nimble fingers, so taking two at once without any warning had him panting.

"Fuck," he said as Sasuke massaged into him.

"Not quite yet," Sasuke said with a laugh, "Ino would kill me if I had you where she couldn't see."

"She likes to watch?" he asked, trying to distract himself from his traitorous body.

"They both do," Sasuke told him, working his arse with one hand and taking his cock in the other. "They won't join in, not tonight, they're not in the mood for it, but they'll enjoy watching."

Naruto moaned as Sasuke brushed past his prostate and pumped him firmly as well. If the whole of London had walked in to watch at that moment he probably wouldn't have noticed.

"If I make you come now, will you be up for round two?" Sasuke asked, lips brushing his ear. "I'd like to see you come just for me."

That admission sent shots of arousal all over his body.

"Yeah," he said, bracing his other hand on the glass wall of the shower.

That was one of the advantages of his association with vampires; he was thirty two, but he looked and physically reacted like he was twenty two. He could go all night if the client requested it.

"Thank fuck," Sasuke said and began to pump him harder.

Naruto came embarrassingly quickly and Sasuke kept going, those clever hands moving until Naruto's legs had gone weak and there were spots in front of his eyes. It was bloody marvellous and for once Naruto just let himself enjoy the rewards of his body.

"Now you smell even better," Sasuke said, bringing up the hand that had been pumping Naruto's cock, avoiding the water and then licking his fingers.

Naruto couldn't stop looking and Sasuke gave him a long slow smile.

"I'm glad I said yes to sex," he said and smiled back; it was even the truth.

That turned Sasuke's smile into a grin.

"Time to wash off," the vampire said and pulled him under the spray properly.

Naruto laughed and almost inhaled water, but it was worth it as he grabbed one of the dials on the shower controls and just turned it. The downward spray became jets from at least four directions and one of them got Sasuke right in the face.

"Now you asked for it," Sasuke said and laughing along with him, grabbed the removable, separate shower head and turned it on.

Naruto screamed like a girl when the cold water hit him. He fought back without even thinking about it, but his attack with shower gel was ill-conceived and Sasuke had him locked in strong arms before he could really start the offensive. When Sasuke kissed him again the fun dropped away as the passion rose once more and he surrendered all over again. With some fumbling they managed to turn off all the water and then fell out of the shower still kissing.

They were dripping all over the floor, but Sasuke didn't seem to care and Naruto was kind of disappointed when they finally did break apart. Sasuke pulled a towel from the rail and draped it around him, stepping close again and making Naruto look at him.

"If I could I'd take you to my room," Sasuke told him, rubbing his hair for him with the corner of the towel, "I'd keep you all to myself."

For a fleeting moment, Naruto wished that were possible.

"Are you ready for this?" Sauske asked in little more than a whisper.

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