It wasn't his choice to be here, but he was sure glad he came.
Axel had thought it'd be a good idea to go to a gay bar/club. Demyx refused at first, but after Axel saying that they hadn't been with anyone for years or even had a one-night stand recently he give in somewhat. Axel said that the club was famous for two workers there, one a stripper/pole dancer and the other a plain hooker. Demyx didn't exactly plan to find someone there, but if it'd shut Axel up he'll go.
The club was more than what Demyx expected. It was mostly dark with color lights flashing and moving around. There was a wide stage in the back that turned into a runway that went both ways at the end. (Like a sideways 'H') Tables and chairs were put in the space around the stage. There was more than one pole on the stage, one on the main stage and three that went along the horizontal runway at the end of the first vertical one.
On the left side of the room was a door with two men standing by it. A line went along the wall as each man was allowed through the door one or two at a time. Demyx figured that was where you went to get with a hooker in a room. It sickened Demyx somewhat, knowing that young men were just being used in there. Over on the right side was a bar, only a few people sitting at it. Demyx turned to tell Axel he was gonna go to the bar, but found himself alone. Sighing, Demyx turned and walked to the bar.
He sat on a stool four away from the end and five away from the other person sitting there. The bar was long and had two men working at it. One of the bartenders came over to Demyx asking him what he'd like and Demyx replied saying he didn't want anything. He let himself listen to the music and just think freely until a drink was put in front of him and he was pulled out of his thoughts.
Demyx blinked at the drink. "I, I didn't order this," he said.
"On the house," the bartender replied and gestured to the end of the bar. For the first time Demyx noticed a boy standing there. He was obviously a worker by the way he was dressed. Tight leather shorts a bit past the crotch, tight, low cut, sleeveless leather vest, leather knee boots, and leather fingerless, gloves that went just above the elbow. His hair was blonde, long but at the same time not as it hung close to his neck. He had long side bangs that were mostly held back with clips. His eyes were a dark blue and at the same time soft.
Demyx didn't even realize he had been staring until he had to force his eyes back to the drink then back to the boy. After not touching the drink for a full minute, the boy rolled his eyes and walked over to where Demyx was sitting. "It's not drugged if that's what you're worried about," he reassured Demyx.
Demyx laughed softly and then, "That's not it. I'm not much of a drinker."
"Okay," the boy said and tucked a piece of hair behind his ear.
'God, he's gorgeous,' Demyx thought to himself, catching himself off guard by the thought.
"Would you prefer something like a soda?" The boy had pushed the drink away and the bartender came over to pick it up. He hadn't even looked away from Demyx when he got rid of the drink, his eyes completely fixed in him. Now that he was closer Demyx was able to see more detail of the boy. His lips were full and looked incredibly soft. He had a thin line of eyeliner and what seemed to be mascara on.
Realizing he was asked a question, Demyx said, "Oh, um, yeah thanks." That earned him a smile from the smaller blonde, who turned to the bartender and ordered a soda for Demyx.
"So what brings you here?" he asked Demyx. "You don't seem very interested in the dancers or drinks."
"You're right," Demyx said with a sigh. "My friend dragged me along. So I take you work here?"
"Correct," the boy answered.
"Dancer or hooker?"
"Hooker," he answered, this time leaning closer with a smile. "But I'm special. I get to choose my customers and only the ones I like are lucky to have me again."
"Oh," Demyx said as he took the soda from the bartender. He took a small sip, thinking over what the other had said. Then realizing what he had said and why he was talking to him, Demyx said, "Oh, no I'm not here for that."
"You don't seem to be here for anything," the smaller blonde said, a slight hint of irritation coming into his voice but still curious. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"It'd be rude to leave my friend here," Demyx answered with a shrug.
"And it's rude to come in here and not take what's offered."
"Sounds like you really want to sleep with me," Demyx said with a smirk before taking another sip.
"It's my job," he said as he crossed his arms. "I choose who I want as a customer, but everyone here comes off as boring. I haven't seen you here before so I thought I'd give you a chance."
Demyx smiled and asked, "How old are you?"
"Seventeen," the boy answered slowly. He had to be careful giving information.
"Yeah? So am I," Demyx said, tuning this into a normal conversation rather than a hooker trying to get him as his customer. "I don't think I've seen you at my school, which one do you go to?"
"I'm not giving you that information," he said, irritation definite in his voice. Casting his eyes away he mumbled, "Besides, I'm homeschooled."
"What are you, a seventeen year old homeschooled boy, doing working here?" Demyx asked with curiosity and as to stall.
"What are you, a seventeen year old public school student, doing here at a gay strip club?" the boy asked, mocking the other's words.
"I already told you why I'm here," Demyx answered.
"You're no fun," the hooker said and turned away to lean against the bar and scan the crowd. Demyx picked up his soda and took another few sips, pausing to see a piece of paper be placed on the bar near him. He looked to see the bartender – who had been watching the two and listening to their conversation – standing there with a smirk. Demyx set his drink down and pulled the paper closer to read it. 'He's the gem hooker in this place. You won't regret it.'
Demyx paused after reading that. Axel had said the place was well known for both a stripper and hooker and the boy had said he was special. It'd make sense if he was special because he was the best hooker. Sighing, Demyx took another sip and set his drink on the paper. He stood up from his seat and stepped in front of the boy. "How much?" he asked.
"First time's free," the hooker answered. He took Demyx's hand and led him away from the bar and to the door that divided the hooker's rooms from the rest of the club. Demyx felt nervous as he was pulled through by the smaller blonde, but he knew he'd be fine.
As soon as the two entered a room, Demyx had just enough time to see that there was only a bed along with a nightstand in there before he was pushed against the door and kissed as the smaller of the two wrapped his arms around Demyx's neck. Demyx kissed back and rested his hands on the boy's hips, running his thumbs over the waistband of the leather shorts.
Demyx pushed the boy away, ending the kiss much to both of their disappointment. "What's your name?" he asked looking into the other's eyes.
"I can't tell you that," the boy said quietly.
"Then tell me a name I can call you by," Demyx said. "I don't want to go through with this unless I have a name to call you."
The boy bit his bottom lip and cast his eyes away again to think. Adjusting his hands on the taller blonde's shoulders, he said, "Just call me Ienzo."
"Ienzo," Demyx said as he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, bringing him closer, and put his mouth to his neck. "I like it," he said and started kissing the other's neck. Ienzo sighed at the feeling and wrapped his arms around Demyx's neck. Most people he brought back didn't show affection such as this. They usually just went right to the sex, most of them pretty rough, then leaving once they were ready. Ienzo didn't mind though. If it bothered him he wouldn't allow the customers to buy him. Besides, he liked it rough – it being the first and mostly only way he got it. Though that didn't mean he wouldn't mind going slow with Demyx.
"Will you tell me your name?" Ienzo asked as he rested his head on Demyx's shoulder.
"Oh, right," Demyx said, stopping his mouth on the other's neck for a small moment. "My name's Demyx."
"Hm, Demyx," he said, testing the name. Smirking, he said, "I can't wait to scream your name." With his words he had pushed his hips to Demyx's, causing the taller blonde to gasp. With their hips still together, Ienzo could feel as the other grew hard. With another smirk he moved to take Demyx's face away from his neck and press his lips back to the other's, kissing him roughly. Demyx kissed back eagerly, not much noticing being pulled away from the door until he felt his knees come into contact with the bed. Opening his eyes he found himself now sitting in the smaller boy's lap, his knees on either side of him.
"Wouldn't it be better if you were in my lap?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't worry," Ienzo answered and gripped the other blonde's shirt by the collar with one hand as the other played with Demyx's hair. "I'll be on top soon enough," he said with a playful smirk as he pulled Demyx into a laying position on top of him as he lied down. Demyx leaned down and kissed him, not hesitating to slip his tongue into the kiss. Ienzo played with the other's hair as he played with Demyx's tongue with his own. One thing he noticed was the tongue piercing Demyx had. He liked it; one other customer had the same piercing but for some reason it was better on Demyx. Ienzo made a mental note to talk his roommate into taking him to get the piercing he's been wanting.
Setting that thought aside, Ienzo moved his hands from their place in Demyx's hair and ran them down the blonde's torso. They came to rest on the hem of Demyx's shirt and he lazily played with it. Breaking the kiss slightly, he muttered, "It's getting hot."
At the words Demyx opened his eyes and looked at the boy beneath him. The smaller boy's cheeks were flushed and now that he had mentioned it, Demyx was feeling a bit heated himself. Connecting their lips again, Demyx lifted his hands to rest on the top of the gloves the boy wore and started to pull them off. Once they were off Ienzo placed his hands back on to the blonde above him and pushed them up and under Demyx's shirt. Just by touch he could tell the taller blonde was well toned and the thought of his body turned Ienzo on. As he ran his hands up Demyx's chest, bringing the shirt with it, Demyx ran his own hands down Ienzo's sides bringing them to rest at the button and zipper of the boy's shorts.
He instantly unbuttoned and unzipped them, placing his hands to pull them down. He didn't get the chance to, as his hands were pulled away as Ienzo took Demyx's shirt off. Tossing the shirt to the side, Ienzo placed his hands back on Demyx's stomach, trailing them down to undo the blonde's jeans. Once that was done he pushed them down and Demyx took them all the way off, leaving himself in his boxers, his shoes having been kicked off earlier. Before he could put his hands back on Ienzo, Demyx found himself being pushed onto his back, the boy previously beneath him now on top.
Their kiss was broken once again as Ienzo sat up, straddling Demyx. He tilted his head and smiled down at the blonde beneath him. Demyx, in turn, looked Ienzo up and down, thinking how unfair it was that the smaller boy still had his clothes on. Though he was complaining too much. Since he had undone Ienzo's the shorts it now easily revealed the skin and light blonde hairs there. It was obvious that the hooker hadn't bothered to wear any kind of underwear.
Deciding whether or not to tease Demyx, Ienzo chose to not and leaned down to kiss Demyx again. Demyx was taken aback by the suddenness of the kiss, but kissed back as he placed his hands on the boy's cheeks and proceeded to run his fingers through the smaller blonde's hair. Ienzo played with the waistband of Demyx's boxers, occasionally slipping his fingers in them or lift the waistband to only let it gently snap back to Demyx's body. Demyx moaned at the actions of the boy on top of him.
Then deciding to try and get a moan out of Ienzo, he moved his hands down to run his fingers over the skin the vest exposed. Moving a bit more down he caught the zipper in between two fingers and started to slowly unzip it. Once it was unzipped half way, Demyx let go of the zipper and moved his hand under the vest to run across the boy's chest. Ienzo's breath hitched, causing him to break the kiss. Now that Demyx was distracted as he played with one of the other's nipple – which caused Ienzo to let out a pleased noise in the back of his throat – Ienzo decided to further distract him by sucking and kissing his neck. As Demyx continued to play with Ienzo's chest and zipper, the boy on top of him reached down to his own shorts and pulled them off of himself, leaving him in his boots and vest.
Ienzo continued to suck and kiss Demyx's neck, making sure to leave a mark, as he put his hands back on the other's hips. Demyx, having not noticed the boy remove his shorts, decided he was done teasing and unzipped the vest the rest of the way all the while having his fingers trail down Ienzo's chest. Lifting his hands he proceeded to push the vest off Ienzo's shoulders and off his body. Ienzo removed his hands to allow the vest to come off completely then hooked his fingers into Demyx's boxers, gently pulling them down slightly.
Once the boy's vest was off, Demyx let it fall over the edge of the bed. He moved his hands further down, expecting to find the shorts to take them off but found only skin. "Hey," he breathed. "When did you," he started but let his voice trailed off. Ienzo pulled away from Demyx's neck and sat up straight. He watched as Demyx's eyes widened a little and looked him up and down again, this time lingering on what the shorts had hidden before.
Ienzo smirked at Demyx then pulled his boxers off, instantly liking what he saw. Locking his eyes with the boy beneath him, Ienzo put two fingers in his mouth and sucked on them. He didn't need lube, having already been back here a couple times throughout the night, but wanted to tease Demyx now. As he sucked his fingers, his other hand lingered on Demyx's hip, the fingers occasionally trailing close to his erection. When he decided he was done sucking on his fingers, Ienzo took them out of his mouth, pausing to lick them. Moving onto his knees slightly, he put the fingers to his entrance, not hesitating to push them in.
He let out a soft moan as he started fingering himself. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they could go and did a scissor motion with them. Moaning again, he started moving his hips, practically riding his own fingers. Then thrusting his fingers in and out he suddenly cried out in pleasure as he hit his sweet spot. Honestly, he could go on like this until he climaxed, but he was here to please his customers.
Taking his fingers out of himself, Ienzo sighed and moved to position himself over Demyx's erection. "Ready?" he questioned though there was no reason to. Demyx, in slight awe, nodded slowly and watched as Ienzo filled himself completely in one move. Despite having already been hard, both boys felt the taller blonde's erection grow a bit harder which in turn made Ienzo more turned on. He liked the feeling of Demyx inside him. He was a definite keeper. That is if Demyx decided to come back.
Just about instantly, Ienzo started rocking his hips again. He started out slow, but soon picked up his pace to roughly ride Demyx. Demyx in turn thrust his own hips up, causing him to go in deeper and Ienzo to moan loudly at the sudden pleasure. Demyx stopped and blinked, once again in awe at the sight above him. Then getting the urge to kiss the boy, he decided to take over. Grasping Ienzo, Demyx repositioned them so he was now on top and Ienzo back on his back.
Ienzo opened his mouth as to question why Demyx switched them, but was unable to speak as the other quickly kissed him. Their moments had stopped when they changed position and when Demyx started to thrust in slowly – to tease of course – Ienzo moaned into their kiss. Though his thrusting was slow, Demyx made sure to go in all the way before going back out. He held down Ienzo's hips with his hands as to make sure to boy couldn't thrust his own hips up. He wanted to hear the boy beg and that was what he got.
"Faster," Ienzo moaned as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck. "Go faster."
"Sorry, what was that?" Demyx whispered as he slowed down slightly.
"Go faster," the boy repeated.
"Hm? Like this?" Demyx asked and sped up a bit. Then leaning down he seductively said, "Beg for me," into the boy's ear.
"Faster!" Ienzo cried out, wanting the fast and rough motions. Demyx instantly sped up causing Ienzo to moan again. Though he sped up like the boy asked, he made sure to resist going in all the way. "Deeper," he moaned out as he spread his legs. Demyx didn't listen. "Fuck! Go deeper!" he commanded, instantly moaning when Demyx went in all the way with one rough thrust. Still not fully pleased, he cried out one more command. "Harder!"
Demyx smirked to himself and thrust in harder. He wasn't kissing Ienzo anymore – obviously – because he liked how loud the boy was. Instead he had gone to kiss Ienzo's neck. With one more thrust, the boy beneath him cried out in pleasure, calling out Demyx's name along with it. Demyx lost it then and there, releasing into Ienzo. After a few more soft thrusts, the taller blonde pulled out and lied next to the other. Ienzo turned to his side to face Demyx, his chest moving rapidly as he tried to catch his breath.
"And you said I was no fun," Demyx teased and reached over to tuck a strand of blonde hair behind Ienzo's ear. Leaning forward he kissed the boy's forehead then rested his head on the pillows, closing his eyes. Just one thought echoed in his head before falling asleep.
'His lips taste like vanilla.'
I've been in a smut mood and figured I write the first chapter for this story. This is my second time writing smut and I know most of my readers haven't seen most of that from me. So if you don't like smut and only fluff and such and want me to tone it down just ask.
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