A/N: I didn't expect those positive reviews so early. Thank you so much, I enjoy writing this story and I hope you guys keep enjoying it as well. Also I decided to change my formatting a little after a discussion with another writer on here but I'm keeping thoughts in italics just because I want them to stand out.

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Phil set his phone down again, almost wanting to barf from the damn knot his stomach was in. It's just sex, it shouldn't be so hard. He bit his lip ring and cursed to himself as he pulled his phone back, remembering to set it on silent for the night since John told him to do so before getting out of his car and heading into the expensive looking hotel.

He walked past the reception desk and into the elevator, resting back on the metal wall as he fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Barely the beginning of the night and he already felt so out of place.

Once the elevator stopped on this 'Jericho's' floor, Phil wanted to punch something. Time. He wasn't ready.

His body started moving on automatic, Phil not truly processing when he looked at signs or turned in the small corridors and definitely not when he knocked on the man's door. The sound of the loud knocks made Phil wince; he immediately stood up straight, running his fingers through his bleached hair a few times out of nervous habit.

Before he could think of patting it back down, a blonde man that looked a few years older than John answered the door. Fuck. He probably thinks I'm some junkie or something.

Chris's blue eyes lit up when he saw the man John sent his way, the kid didn't dress as professionally as the rest of them but somehow he made it work. He cleared his throat "Phil, right? Come in.." he noticed the younger man was tense and grinned to himself, knowing he was pretty much about to introduce him to the business. The thought caused chills to rip through him, gaze following Phil's every move as the younger man made his way into the room.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jericho.. I.. thanks." He mumbled lamely, walking into the room and at first standing their awkwardly but eventually moving to sit on the bed as he figured that they'd end up on it at some point tonight.

Chris smirked, shaking his head as he shut the door and went to sit next to Phil "Chris.. just Chris. Unless you wanted to start off by doing some teacher/student roleplay then feel free to continue with that Mister stuff."

Phil felt his cock twitch at the mention of that scenario; he shifted uncomfortably on the bed as he let out a worried laugh "No.. not tonight. Isn't this more about what you want?" he wondered as he tried to will his body to not get aroused just yet "What do you want, Chris? I'm assuming I'm here for my rough lovemaking.." he spoke rather emboldened, this man's calm and joking personality quickly bringing out his sarcastic and arrogant one.

Chris lifted a brow, cocking his head to the side as he licked his lips slowly. He took great joy out of the fact that Phil's eyes were fixed on his tongue the entire time. "What if what I want is for you to take charge for the night and.. pretend we're lovers?" the question sounded odd to him but he wanted Phil to relax and he had a feeling the man would take full advantage of this offer.

"Then I'd do it.. this is your night." He assured the man.

"So what do you want?"

Phil thought about this, smirking a bit "I don't think you have those outfits for your little idea, right?" he asked rhetorically before shifting away from the blond just to see if Jericho was assigned to him for a reason. "However, I can work out some fun with that little tie of yours."

Chris didn't even notice he was doing it, but he shifted closer to the younger male to feel his presence. He shivered at the man's words and got ready to speak but stopped when Phil untucked his tie, looking up to the hazel eyes and seeing how they shone mischievously.

The younger man smirked at the reaction he got from Chris, untying the silky fabric and wrapping it around his hand as he got in Chris's face, lips hovering just over the other man's.

"Would you like that, Chrissy? No?" he hummed quietly before shrugging and unbuttoning his client's tux. Though he didn't know this man, it was hard to deny the attraction here "Too bad.. 'cause I want it." he smirked, moving the older man and shoving him down to the mattress.

"I thought you said this was my night." He breathed out, looking over at Phil with lust-filled eyes.

"I thought I made it clear what I want. Take off your damn coat and the shirt."

Chris licked his lips, feeling the sick urge of need and pleasure run through him like it did only when he found someone that could actually put him in his place. He hesitated for the briefest of moments before removing his clothing until he was bare from the waist up.

"Like this?" he wondered as he reached over to run a hand up Phil's thigh.

Phil growled quietly and grabbed both of Chris's wrists, pinning them above the man's head as he hovered over him "I see your hands are gonna be a problem." He clicked his tongue at the man as he intricately wrapped the tie around Chris's wrists then tied the loose end to the headboard, securing his client's wrists.

"Like this." He spoke arrogantly, tilting his head to stare at the man's hard body, just enough muscle there to keep him well-defined. Phil ghosted his hands over Chris's chest, loving the way the older man arched up against him.

"Is this what you do with lovers?"

Phil shook his head "Only the ones that like it.. and deserve it." he admitted as he palmed the blond through his pants, firmly grasping his lover's hardening member. "You're mine tonight, Chris." He informed him, leaning down to get in the man's face yet again.

Chris tried to close the space between their lips, arching up a little only to have Phil move away "Phil.." he started, looking at the man.

"Say it." Phil ignored the man, squeezing harder and pushing Chris's hips back down onto the bed "Do you want to come in your damn pants alone tonight?"

"Fuck. I'm yours for the night.." he did as he was told, watching Phil and moaning when the younger man slowly stroked him over his pants. He tried to arch up again, tugging at his restraints.

"More than just for the night.." he spoke possessively, smirking a bit "..but that's a start." He bit his lip, letting go of the blond's member and watching him squirm around for a few seconds before clawing down the man's abs and unbuckling his pants with renewed haste.

Phil tore the man's remaining clothing off then nudged the blond's legs apart, sliding between them and gripping Chris's hips roughly as he leaned down to kiss him hard. He vaguely remembered John telling him something about being wary of kissing since not all clients wanted that intimacy but the way Chris melted against him let Phil know this man would give him everything he asked for.

The kiss was a mix of tongue and teeth, small gasps and moans being shared between them as Phil's grip tightened on the man's skin.

"Phil! Fuck.. I.." Chris writhed under the man, making Phil smirk and claw his blunt nails down Chris's pale thighs hard enough to leave red trails but not leave marks.

"You what?" he breathed.

"Need.. shit just fuck me!"

Phil smirked, pulling away from the older man enough to turn Chris's hips and give him a hard smack.

Chris arched up, almost whining as he muttered out a broken 'Please' to Phil to which the younger man stroked the man's leaking member teasingly.

"You need to be much nicer, Christopher." He chastised, smirking before running his fingers up the man's sides then leaned down to swirl his tongue around his nipple, alternating between sucking and flicking the hard nub as he continued to stroke the man slowly.

His clothes were starting to bother him but his mind was on one thing: making this man beg. Phil let Chris's nipple go, blowing softly on it and making the older man arch up.

Chris whined, a low guttural noise, as he tugged his restraints "I'm.. sorry! Just.. fuck… please take me."

Phil nibbled the man's chest softly, being careful not to leave marks as he spread the man's legs. He settled between them after ridding himself of his clothes and rubbed up Chris's tan chest "I plan on finding out just how hard you can beg." He lightly ground their lengths together, shivering as the pleasure started filling him. Phil watched as Chris writhed under him, a sense of power and lust rushing over him.

He licked his lips and stroked himself slowly as he slipped a condom on before adding a generous amount of lube to his hardness. "Try not to be too loud, you'll wake the neighbors." He teased, his eyes lighting up as he pushed a slick digit into the man's warmth.

"Fuck.. So goddamn tight.." he panted out.

"Phil.. oh shit! Just.. god deeper.." Chris pleaded deliciously, making Phil shiver over him and slide the digit in further, his other hand focused on stroking the natural blond roughly.

"You like that, Chris?" he growled out, adding another finger before rubbing around the man's walls. Phil smirked as the older man tensed up and arched against him, jabbing the spot harder "…my dirty little whore. Fuck yourself on my fingers."

The commanding tone in Phil's voice made Chris tremble as he nodded and lifted his hips before pushing them back down in a frenzied pace, the entire time his wrists getting rubbed and marked by the restraints as he tried to get them off to pull Phil closer to him.

"Want me to fuck you?" he purred, feeling the man shiver against him and getting his answer. Phil pulled his fingers out before guiding himself into the tight channel, burying himself in one quick stroke.

"Phil!" Chris cried out, trying to bite himself or kiss the younger man to keep from making so much noise but the way Phil pulled out and thrust back in quickly made him gasp in pleasure before screaming out again.

Phil grunted at the man's repeated screaming, shaking his head and slamming their lips together as he slid a hand up to wrap around the older man's neck, squeezing softly "Shh, Chris.. we wouldn't want go get interrupted." He chastised, holding the man's neck as he snapped his hips forward a few more times.

The man's small grunts of pain and pleasure sent shockwaves of pleasure through him, Phil kissed the blond roughly as he continued to pound into him, their skin slapping together and echoing around the large room. He let up on his grip only when Chris whined in need, letting the older man breathe again and hearing him moan quietly.

"Fuck… harder?" he asked almost sheepishly but soon wrapped his legs around Phil's waist and bucking up against each of the younger man's thrusts; he cried out as Phil suddenly slammed into him with a need he'd never felt before.

Chris tugged at the restraints, desperately wanting to pull the man closer. He felt the tattooed man thrust into him harshly, his body arching up against the younger man's as he felt his release building up.

"Just like this?!" the younger man demanded, pushing deeper into Chris's warmth and groaning out as the blond's walls twitched around him.

"Yes!.. fuck yes. Gonna.. come." Chris breathed out.

Phil grinned, speeding up his thrusts and kissing the man possessively, as if to remind him just who he belonged to tonight. He pushed into Chris as deep as he could before tugging the older man's lips sharply "Come for me, Chris."

The order was clear and Chris didn't have to be told twice, he arched up and rolled his hips almost whorishly until he came without so much as being touched. He moaned out the man's name, tugging his restraints again as he squeezed around Phil's hardness.

The splash of Chris's warm seed between their bodies made Phil even more needy, his body responding immediately. Phil cursed and gripped Chris's hips almost painfully as he started fucking him harder than before, the need rushing through him after feeling Chris's walls clench around him almost painfully. Just as he was about to go over the edge, he heard Chris whine out his name and looked down at him.

Chris shook his head a few times and tugged at the restraints "…fuck my mouth. I want to taste you.."

Phil didn't need to hear the real reason, he knew Chris was working on his desperate need to be claimed and marked by the man taking control of him tonight. He smirked and nodded, pulling out of the older man after untying his wrists.

He felt the blond wrap his arms around him and pull him into a hungry kiss, tongues rolling together in a battle for dominance but too soon Chris submitted and let Phil control the kiss, feeling the younger man shift until he was sitting down and Chris was straddling his lap.

A loud groan escaped him as he felt Chris slide his hands down and pull the rubber off his now leaking member before breaking the kiss and crawling down to suck the head of his member into his mouth. Phil hissed as the older man's tongue swirled around the swollen head, reaching down to grab a fistful of Chris's hair and forcing him down further.

Soon, Chris got the hint and sucked harder, bobbing his head up and down as he swallowed around the thick length. He felt Phil's hardness throb in his mouth and hummed, fondling the man's balls softly and taking the man deep in his throat.

"Shit.." he growled as he held Chris's face in place and fucked the man's mouth the best he could, arching up against him as he released into the man's mouth.

Chris whined softly, pulling back a little and swallowing as much as he could as he continued to suck and lick Phil's member.

Phil groaned softly "That's it.. swallow me down.." he purred, tugging the man's hair softly as he dropped his head back onto the headboard, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Chris hummed as he licked the rest of the man's release off, pulling away from Phil and sitting up next to the younger man. He hissed quietly from the abuse his ass took a few minutes ago but still managed to laugh to himself, shaking his head as he pushed his hair out of his face.

Phil looked up when he heard the man's laugh, still trying to come down from his orgasm. He licked his lips as he saw the state he left Chris in "What the hell is so funny, Christopher?"

"You were a scared little fuck when you walked in.. but somehow you ended up pounding me like a cheap whore," he pointed out, an amused tone to his voice.

"What can I say? You wound me up just enough to make me want to be sure you remembered me."

Chris tilted his head, laughing again and nudging Phil lightly "Did a damn good job of it." he assured the man before handing the man his boxers back.

Phil stared at the fabric, expecting a sense of disgust to wash over him after what he'd just done but instead he felt relief. He took his boxers and tugged them back on, reaching over to tug the man's soft hair once more just for good measure then moving to get off the bed to redress. "I'm glad you thought so.. hoping this means I'll see you soon? Maybe next time with those outfits?" He joked, laughing as his fingers worked to quickly rebutton his shirt.

"I'll get right to ordering them."

He shivered at the thought, staring at Chris for a brief second before shrugging and winking at him "I'll try to fit you into my schedule." He teased, shoving his hands in his pockets before walking towards the door. He glanced back at Chris one last time "Remember me every time you sit down or slide on one of your fancy ties," Phil grinned, knowing that was probably passing the line but he'd always been a possessive lover.

"Don't have to tell me twice... Oh, and welcome to the business."

After hearing that, Phil smirked to himself before he shut the door behind him and took a deep breath, steeling himself then tying up his tousled blond locks and heading back home.

…

As far as first days at work went, last night was definitely at the top of the list. It was only a matter of time before he'd be back at a different hotel and with a new person so Phil was on his way to see John and talk about payments mostly to clarify things.

…

He went above and beyond what I expected for a first night. It's been a long time since I've been controlled and pleased like that. Something tells me that Phil will only get better with time and I want to be there for when he's an expert, after all, I'm his. I want to see him regularly. I wired the payment to his account on the site as well as a bonus for surprising me.

Send the days I'm scheduled for him so I can be sure to be ready by then.

~Christopher. ;)

John shook his head at the way the older man signed the email and started getting to work on bringing up Phil's schedule to reserve dates on a weekly basis for Chris. He was happy for the newest member to their private business, still he couldn't help but dwell on two words in that email: I'm his.

He found himself wondering why a man like Chris would bring himself to say that about any escort, much less the newest one. John bit his lip as thoughts about Phil dominating Chris in the bedroom and forcing him to say he was his.

John almost got lost in that thought until there was a soft knock on his door and he looked up to see the man he'd been having a not so professional fantasy about. He cleared his throat before waving the younger man in.

"Hello, Phil. I see the first appointment went well.."

The way John spoke in a tone so different than he had a few days ago made Phil hesitate "Yeah.. really well, actually. I think he agreed to having me try and fit him into my schedule.." he trailed off when he saw a weird spark in John's eyes, looking away from his boss and clearing his throat. "I.. if you're busy, I'll just come back later with my question.."

"No. I have enough time for this, I was just fixing your schedule.. seems Chris really liked you and that's good.. he's trusted by a lot of our clients so maybe your schedule will fill up even quicker. Oh.. not to mention the bonus.." John was back in business mode, his voice back to being friendly and warm towards the younger man.

"He did?" Phil smirked to himself, about to brag but he remembered his question and looked at the older man "Speaking of business.. I was wondering how this whole getting paid thing wor-"

"Clients wire money to an account linked to your website and we withdraw it and give it to you in cash just to avoid the legal mess this could cause for all of us.. person to person transactions aren't really checked." John answered, smiling at Phil as he typed away a few things then glanced at the man "I have a few more appointments with Chris already scheduled.. he got priority on your calendar so the money should start flowing in even more soon.. oh and I pay you on Fridays since those are your days off."

Phil felt as if John was trying to get rid of him so he nodded at the man, not really sure what the hell he did to piss him off. "Okay, that's my only question.. I'll see you around?"

"Friday.. unless you have any other questions before then." John called back, still unable to shake the thoughts of Phil completely.

"Sounds good… thanks for your time, Johnny." he furrowed his brows, looking at John and considering staying so he could figure out what he was thinking about. Phil sucked on his lip ring softly before leaning close to the larger man "John? Is something.."

[Mister Cena? Appointment in 30 minutes, your regular, luxury hotel today.] The soft voice blaring through John's office phone inexplicably made something twist in Phil's gut.

Phil shook his head, of course he would have appointments too, he couldn't be head honcho for no damn reason. He bit his lip, looking over at John as he stood up "Enjoy the appointment." He told his boss before leaving his office without so much as a second glance.

A/N: Well, looks like both of them don't even know what they want as of yet. John's POV and appointment is next, let's see how this goes. R&R please.