A/N: Hey everyone, new collection of stories! AU is where I'm going to place all the prompts I receive from a certain tumblr post about AU. I have a huge lists to do so this will be updated slowly. A random assortment of pairings but most likely will be my big three: Jeyna, Malceyna and Liper. Updates will be slow and the likelihood of AUs referring each other will be slim. Relax, enjoy and welcome the new year with a cute Jeyna story.

Prompt: prostitute/client au Jeyna

Not Just Sex

Jason ran his fingers through his slightly gelled hair as he inspected his appearance in the rearview mirror. He adjusted the tie he wore, not the slight bit concern by the request for formal wear. He had weirder requests from clients like police officer, cowboy and Star Trek commander. He was actually glad for a semi-normal client. Sliding out of his car, he walked up to a modest apartment building as he tossed his keys in his hands. He smiled, noticing a fidgety young woman at the entrance. "Ms. Reyna Ramirez?" Jason asked as she turned towards him.

"You're late." She replied curtly, strolling towards him in high heels. Her dress was a deep purple off-the-shoulder gown. It hugged her lithe form nicely. Her dark hair was pinned up in a neat up-do, bring attention to her slender neck and shoulders. She was extremely beautiful but with a cold standoffish aura. She took Jason's arm, nearly pulling him towards his car. Dominant, Jason filed away as he allowed her to tug him. The male escort opened her door, unable to look away from the slit on the side of her dress. It was always easier when he was attracted to the client. He slid soundlessly into the driver's side, flashing her a grin.

"Where to?" Jason asked as he started the car.

"Jupiter High." Reyna answered as she brushed a stray strand out of her face. Her fingers were shaking slightly. She hid it well, messing around with her purple clutch. First-timer, Jason noted as he placed his arm on her chair to back out.

"Aren't we a little over-dressed for a lesson?" Jason teased, trying to lighten the mood. It's been a while since Jason played out the naught student teacher fantasy. Everyone has his or her own fetishes.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Grace." She replied sharply, leaning her head against the rest. She looked tired, worn out from something. "I didn't hire you for your 'services'." Jason arched his eyebrow, shooting her a glance, before pulling onto the main roads. "I need someone to play boyfriend for this stupid high school reunion. My best friend pressured me into going to this. I let it slip that I'll ask my boyfriend and she said bring him along. So voila, here you are, boyfriend dear. Your page did say roleplaying."

"Roleplaying often implies something in the bedroom." Jason said flatly as he braked at a stoplight. Even in the dim-light of the car, Jason could see a slight blush flushing on her face. It made her look adorable rather than the untouchable beauty Jason first saw her as. "Though, I did had an assignment to dress up as a storm trooper for a comic con. They need one for their Star Wars cosplay. I was a damn sexy storm trooper." Reyna laughed, lifting her hand to cover the obvious grin. It was a vibrant sound that changed her whole image. She relaxed instantly, leaning her head against the window as she smiled softly at him.

"I find it hard to believe sexy and storm trooper could be said in the same sentence." She teased, settling in her chair. The tension left her shoulders making Jason relax as well. This wasn't a tough job.

"I'm going to refrain going in-depth about my past clients. If you're not happy, I'll give you a partial refund." Jason turned onto a side road as a comfortable silence fell over the pair. Jason licked his cracked lips as they slowly approached their destination. "So, as your boyfriend, what's my story?"

"Whatever you want." Reyna replied easily, turning her head as she took in the old surroundings. She quickly turned back. "Except what you really do. You can't say you're..."

"That's implied. I'm a professional." Jason reassured her. He hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "What do you do?" Trying to keep the curiosity out of his voice. Jason usually didn't learn a lot about his clients. Whatever happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom and after money is exchanged, he rarely sees them again unless it's a special request.

"I'm a lawyer. Just graduated and passed my bar exam. I'm hoping to hear back from Lupa Law Firm." Reyna confessed to him with a tiny proud smile. It fit her modest tone. Jason pulled into the school parking lot. Ribbons were tied around poles to guide guests towards the gym. Couples and groups of people filed in, excitingly greeting each other. He eased into a parking space, noticing the look of horror on Reyna's face. She nervously fiddled with the clasp of her clutch. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea."

"Now there," Jason reached out, gently taking one of her hands. The girl instantly tensed up, turning and staring at him with wide dark eyes. He never noticed the exact shade of her eyes were until she faced him. They were deep shade of brown with tiny flecks of green in them. Jason drew tiny circles on her hand as she took a few deep breaths. "Listen, from what I learned from our short car ride is Reyna Ramirez is a confident, beautiful lawyer with a sense of humor."

"Who hired an escort to take her to a school reunion." She continued, fixing Jason with a doubtful glance. Jason shook his head, lifting their joined hands and placed a soft kiss on hers.

"No, who has a wonderful amazing lawyer boyfriend."

"I can't believe how well that went." Reyna laughed as Jason turned onto her street. "Where did you pull that law jargon from?" She looked relaxed with her hair cascading down from its up-do. Her heels were kicked off, thrown somewhere in the back of Jason's sedan. Jason's dark jacket consumed her thin form, shielding her from the cold earlier.

"Pre-law was my undergrad." Jason confessed as he pulled into her drive way. Her apartment building was quiet with street lamps illuminating the sidewalk. Reyna slid out as Jason leaned over and grabbed her heels. He ran to her side, offering his arm that she graciously accepted. Little gestures like this became second nature to the couple, practiced from performing all night.

This had to be one of Jason's favorite assignments. The night was fun overall. After the awkwardness eased away, he really enjoyed being around Reyna. She was witty and charming after loosening up. They spent the night whispering to each other comments about her classmates, playing footsie underneath the table when Jason thought she needed lightening up, and tiny kisses on the forehead or hand to keep up the boyfriend charade. Jason wasn't sure when Reyna stopped being a job. Maybe when she laughed for real for the first time in his car.

"Why did you become an escort?" Reyna asked cautiously as he walked her to the entrance. Jason stiffened for a second as she uncoiled her hand from his arm. He ran his fingers through his hair, thinking about his answer as she slowly shrugged off his jacket.

"It's one way to pay off my student loans." Jason started, turning away unable to watch her count out bills. The lightness of the evening slowly wore off. That question really sobered Jason from the giddy happiness. This wasn't a date. It was a business transaction. "Easy fast money really."

"Yeah." She replied, handing him his jacket with the bills tucked in the pocket. Jason accepted it awkwardly. He didn't want this date to end. He wanted to go upstairs, learn more about her as a person. Maybe even more. But this wasn't a first date even when it felt like one. Jason hadn't had many first dates since entering this line of work. "I had a lot of fun, Jason."

"Me too." He said, gently taking her elbow and leaned in, kissing her cheek. A tiny current of something passed between them as Jason pulled away. "Free of charge." He whispered, coaxing another stunning smile from the girl. Jason slowly backed away, taking one last look at her before turning away with a heavy heart. He got halfway to his car before Reyna called out after him. "What?" He shouted, trying not to smile too widely.

"Are you free next week? Gwen wants to have lunch with us." Reyna was smiling and that same giddy feeling from before bubbled in Jason's chest.

"I'll check my schedule." He called back, already knowing he would be free if she requested him.