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Hey readers,
So here we go, chapter 2. I hope you enjoy! As per usual, please review :)
Chapter Song: Head Held High by Kodaline
The past couple weeks had gone by for Bellamy without much fanfare. Wake up. Fuck. Eat. Fuck. Class. Fuck. Homework. Fuck. Bathe. Fuck. Sleep. Fuck. Somewhere in there he found time to use the bathroom but when you were an in demand prostitute on a college campus filled with a lot of kinky, horny rich kids, you didn't get a lot of downtime unless you demanded it and currently, he was all about making that paper. At least he was blessed with a short refractory period. Otherwise, the whole "sex worker" thing might not have worked out as a temporary career and he had no idea how else he would've been able to find the money to stay in his program or take care of his family. On days he didn't have classes, he could get close to 30 people in and out if he had a steady flow which would give him almost enough money to pay for one semester of classes alone if he only took an extra 3 credit hours but he was working towards his Masters and a PhD so the faster he could make it through, the better.
He knew he needed more of a life like he used to have before all this shit happened and he tried to give himself some downtime toward the end of the month but his first priority was reaching the goal he set for himself so he could make enough money to help out at home and for his classes before the next semester started. He was ending up with a little more than 10 grand a month left over even after all his bills were paid and he'd tucked away what he needed for his schooling. Since a lot of the rest of it was going into Octavia's college fund, he didn't really need that much extra cash. He figured he could afford to slow down a little; at least slow down during the week when he had class and maybe keep a weekend day for himself.
It was just such a Sunday night, at the end of January when Bellamy heard a knock on his door. He hadn't scheduled anyone in so he wasn't expecting company. He'd get the occasional client who wanted what he called an "emergency" appointment and forget to text him first but that happened rarely. He preferred to keep those incidents few and far between and he charged double if he even decided he wanted to take the appointment. He didn't get enough time to himself as it was.
He was just dragging himself off the couch when he heard a very distinctive voice yelling at him to get his ass up and answer the door. He quickly moved to let the intruder in before she woke up his neighbors. He swung the door open and was met with a giant smile.
"I could've been doing some kinky shit in here, Reyes. You know better than to drop by without texting," he said with a slight smirk.
"Oh please," she replied, pushing past him and flopping down on his sofa. "Knowing all the freaky shit you've told me, I doubt many of your customers have a problem with exhibitionism. Besides, it's the end of the month. The chances of someone being here were slim. You're lucky I left my key."
Bellamy gave her an incredulous look before shutting the door and sitting down next to her.
"So how did I get graced with your presence on this fine Sunday evening? Don't you have some freshman to take advantage of?"
"Kinda hard to take advantage of the young ones when they're all coming to you, Bell."
"What the fuck ever, Raven," he laughed. "Do you know how big this campus is? There are freshman everywhere. You're offering sex for free. I'm charging money to do pretty much whatever fantasy they can't get anywhere else." She went to interrupt him but he wasn't done talking. "Plus, not everyone is into men...or prostitutes for that matter, whether it be male or female so that leaves quite a pool open for you. I don't want to hear that I'm taking potential sexual partners away from you. It's not my fault you set your sights on freshman." She rolled her eyes at him.
"I need to be able to teach them what I like. Sex is horrible when you're with someone who thinks they know what they're doing but they're really just slobbering all over you or they're a one pump chump. Better to start fresh," she smirked. "Okay, maybe you're not tapping too far into my resources but I was trying to hook up with this freshman who was at one of Miller's parties on Friday night and he was literally just about to go down on me when he started bragging about how good he was at sex after coming to see you and asked me if I needed a referral. I almost fucked someone who'd fucked my best friend. There's just something wrong about that."
Bellamy laughed, leaning into the arm wrest of the couch. He didn't really understand what the big deal was. He guessed he did, sort of. First of all, just because someone had come to see him and money had been exchanged didn't necessarily mean they'd had sex. There were a lot of other things that went on in his apartment than people realized and Raven knew that so she was just being dramatic. Thinking about it though, it was a little weird because he would never in a million years think about having sex with her but realistically, they were both at the same university. He was Pan, she was Bi. They had similar taste. He would bet all the money in his savings account that he and Raven had crossed partners...probably even before he started his business.
"This isn't funny, Blake. It's almost like fucking you and as much as I love you, that's disturbing."
"Raven, if this is what brought you by, it was a wasted trip. I'm almost positive we've slept with at least a couple of the same people, maybe even before this all started." Raven cringed.
"Wrong thing to say. Yuck. I don't wanna think about it anymore."
"You're the one who brought it up."
"Whatever. That's not why I came over. I missed you and wanted to watch a movie with my bestie. I thought if I brought a historical movie, you'd be more likely to sit down with me and actually pay attention to the movie so I grabbed Schindler's List."
"Nothing to end a conversation about sex like watching emaciated Jewish men, women and children being tortured and killed by Nazis. Sounds like a good time," he said, unable to keep the sarcasm out of his voice.
"Shut up. You know it's a great movie. The cinematic experience alone is worth sitting through the tragedy of it all."
"Liam Neeson does play an excellent Oskar Schindler. Read the book in high school and while the movie isn't quite accurate, it's still a good watch."
"Nerd."
"Says the woman talking about the 'cinematic experience.' right?" Raven snorted in response.
They put in the movie and as much as Bellamy was sure Raven wanted to watch it, it was late when they started and the movie was long. She was passed out on his shoulder about two thirds of the way through. He shut it off and carried her to his bed. She was already in leggings and a T-shirt so he figured she'd be comfortable enough. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and crawled in beside her into his king size bed, almost falling asleep before he could set his alarm.
He woke up the next morning to light shining on his face. He looked at the clock on the nightstand and realized he didn't have to be up for another hour to get ready for his first class. He didn't have anyone booked for the morning and Raven only had afternoon classes on Mondays so he didn't bother disturbing her sleep.
He was up now though so he figured he'd start his morning routine. He got up and turned on the coffee maker and then took a shower. He made his way back to the kitchen and started making two ham, Swiss cheese, mushroom and caramelized onion omelettes. He knew the smell would have Raven up as soon as it made its way to the bedroom. Sure enough, she was up not 10 minutes later, her hair sticking out in every which direction, causing Bellamy to laugh.
"Shut it, Blake. It's too early to worry about how I look. Just feed me."
"Yes ma'am. Here, especially for you," he said, handing her a plate and a cup of coffee made exactly how she liked it, with cream and two sugars.
"Thanks. Do you have someone coming over? Do I need to hurry?"
"Nope, not until later but I do have class in a little while. You can just let yourself out whenever you're ready though. Just make sure you're gone before noon."
"Alright. Damn Bell, I know you've been doing this for almost a year already and I know I kinda helped you plot this whole thing out but this shit is never going to get any less weird, is it?"
"Raven, trust me. I don't even get laid because I want to anymore. I get paid to provide sex advice and do all kinds of freaky shit. Some of it I'd never heard of before I had someone show up at my door asking me to do it. I have to plan my life around when people want to fuck me. It's never going to get any less weird than that." Raven looked at him, dejectedly.
"Don't look at me like that. This is every guys dream, right? Getting paid to do what they love? I was probably having this much sex before I started getting paid for it."
"I know it's not the same thing for you, Bell. And you're lying to your mom and O about where their livelihood is coming from. I've known you long enough to know that it bothers you even if you pretend it doesn't. You don't have to pretend with me."
"Small price to pay for them having a livelihood in the first place. Plus, my mom never has to find out how I lost my free ride and O gets to go to college guaranteed which is something my mom has been stressing about all our lives. She wants to go to a good school, not just state but her grades aren't as good as mine were and she doesn't do any extracurriculars except Taekwondo so it's not like she'll get scouted for a sport like me unless she's good enough to go to the Olympics. She's only got one year left and by the time she's ready, there'll be enough money for her to go through a Masters if she wants but she's leaning towards becoming a business major so she can open her own Dojo." He sighed. "It's not about me. It's about making their lives easier...and I do get to reap some benefits," he smirked, lightly bumping Raven with his shoulder. "At least I'm getting sex on the regular and good material for my Psych classes." Raven laughed before taking the last bite of her omelette.
"You're such a douche."
"But you love me," he pointed out.
"Yeah, for some reason, I do."
