Ch2 is Steve/Original Female Character and voyeurism on Danny's part!
"You still having problems with your cousin?"
Danny had found Chin at the bar for a brief respite while their respective customers shmoozed with the Governor. They tended to avoid actually interacting with high profile members of society to reduce the risk of being recognised, and their dates were aware of this but needed to get their business done. It actually turned out that they knew one another from social circles, and had both got a kick out of finding out their friend had brought an escort along as well.
"Yeah, ever since Kono blew out her knee she's been looking for something other than pro surfing to get into. She's always looked up to me, and seems to want to get herself into the same line of work, family business and all. I told her, best stay out of the game, but you know how stubborn she can be..." Chin swigged his Longboard and leaned on the counter while Danny swizzled his fake gin and tonic around with the little red umbrella the bartender had insisted on putting in there.
"Oh yes, your family are scarily stubborn, especially Kono..." He'd met her a couple of times at Chin's house when he'd had family and friends around for new years and his birthday. She was cute, but deadly. There was no doubting she could take care of herself, having told Danny she knew Brazilian Ju Jitsu, and he'd heard talk of her punching a guy out on the beach for muscling in on her wave one time. She was fiery; he liked her, and the feeling appeared to be mutual.
"I just don't think this is the life for her, bruh. She was made for more. Got a great business head on her shoulders." The Hawaiian man put his empty bottle on the bar and continued to watch their clients distractedly. The man Chin was with was a little younger than him, a bit of a fox, and a big player in the property market. The woman with Danny was in her late twenties, petite and pretty, and was an up and coming lawyer keen to make an impression with her talent and fast wit, and having a nice looking man on her arm helped draw a little attention too. She had done some work for the businessman's firm before now, and Danny was getting them impression they had liked one another but didn't really have the guts to do anything about it.
"Thing is, you can't exactly lecture her, man," he sipped at his water, "you've been doing this for years and never made a move to get out of this line of work. The 'don't do it, the work is terrible' line just won't hold sway..."
"I know, I know. But you know I have my reasons..." Chin muttered, but Danny had been distracted by a familiar face across the room.
Tall, dark and sexy was back, and damn he looked good... whereas Danny and Chin had a plethora of outfits at their fingertips, this guy only appeared to have the one suit, but it made him look just fine so Danny could forgive that. Then the man's date caught his eye.
"That guy," he gestured towards the brunette and his native friend followed the movement, "he was there last night."
"Oh yeah? What are you thinking? Potential client?" Chin nudged him. "Fancy a go on that?"
The blonde smirked. "Damn right I do, but that woman he's with wasn't his date last night... he was with a blonde, mid-twenties, now he's got a thirty-odd redhead hanging all over him..."
The other man shrugged. "So he's hooking up with different women, maybe? What's your point?"
"Nah, the women are completely different. You hook up, you at least have some sort of type you go for, the height or the hair colour or something. Nothing links them," he couldn't tear his eyes away from the handsome man, who was tentatively sliding his hand around the redhead's waist, "and I'm pretty sure that woman is the Governor's assistant, so I don't think she's a paid date."
"You're still a detective deep down, aren't you D?" Chin smiled but eyed the tall man warily from across the room. "You think he's on the game? Competition?"
"I'm intrigued to find out..." Danny grinned, setting down his half-full glass and shoving it to one side to disown it as the newcomer headed towards the bar. "Same again, please," he ordered from the bartender who gave him a bit of a strange look but fulfilled his order anyway. It arrived in front of him with a little yellow umbrella this time, just in time for him to have to reach across the path of the brunette to take it. Nicely done.
"Sorry," he smiled up at the man as he 'accidentally' bumped his elbow, "Oh hey, didn't I bump into you last night?"
He heard Chin snort loudly behind him and he kicked his friend in the ankle with his heel, never breaking eye contact with the taller man or letting his expression change.
"Uh, yeah... I think so," the new guy gave him a vaguely interested look before turning to the bartender, "A large white wine and a scotch and soda, please."
"You come to these things often?" Danny pressed onward, knowing his questions sounded like cheesy pick up lines but not really wanting to just straight up ask the guy if he was a legalised hooker.
"Sometimes," the brunette said vaguely, tapping impatiently on the bar, "Just recently moved back to Hawaii, trying to get out a bit." He obviously wasn't keen on the conversation, eyeing the Jersey man suspiciously.
"What's your name?" Danny pulled the umbrella out of his drink and sucked provocatively on the end of it before tossing it on the bar. It had only been sitting in water, but the guy didn't know that.
"What's with the questions, buddy?" The guy glared at him, and Danny raised his hands up in mock defence.
"Sorry, I'm just a guy looking for a good time tonight, and you looked like you might be a man in the know... no biggie..." He went to turn back to Chin, but smiled when he heard a restless sigh from his target. He looked back to find the brunette handing him a business card.
He lowered his voice and leaned in a little. "Tell them Steve sent you, they've got lots of young ladies looking to provide a range of services," he whispered the words that sounded like a spiel he'd been told to use, lacking any real enthusiasm.
Danny looked down at the card. It was for a rather seedy agency, North Shore Escort Services. "And what if I wanted, say, a young gentleman, Steve?" He let the man's name roll around in his mouth like he could lick it, blue eyes locked on his face, and Steve tried to hold the gaze but his hazel eyes flicked down to the Jersey man's mouth briefly and he stuttered a little.
"They uh, have guys too. Who will take male clients. I don't take men myself."
Chin laughed on Danny's other side where he'd been listening in. "Prude," he muttered.
Steve straightened and glared at him over the Jersey man's head, ignoring the drinks that had just been set down in front of him. "Excuse me?"
Danny turned and smacked the Hawaiian man on the arm. "Will you shut up?" He couldn't stop the smile spreading on his face though.
The taller man observed both of them carefully. "What's going on?"
The Jersey man regarded him closely and licked his lips, noting the way those hazel eyes followed his tongue even though the man was angry. Easy to distract, then?
"We're escorts too, just checking out the competition," he gave him his patented smile and handed the card to Chin who looked at it and smirked.
"I don't have time for this," Steve growled, taking up the drinks and making his way back across the floor to his date. He did his best not to look back at the two men at the bar, but Danny caught a glance and winked before he could hastily look away.
"Well, I've always known you to make a good first impression, D, and you did not disappoint me on that one!" His native friend laughed into his newly delivered beer, beginning to move away from the bar when his date broke away from the Governor.
"That was your fault, I think you'll find babe," Danny smiled, "and I don't believe him when he says he doesn't do men... not the way he was looking at me..."
"Get over yourself, Danny," Chin threw over his shoulder as he left, "You think everyone is looking at you."
The Jersey man smiled to himself and kept his gaze on the taller man across the room. He wanted to unravel this little mystery, and preferably end up with it in his bed...
By the end of the night, Chin and Danny had been practically left on the sidelines by their dates. The clients really liked one another and, despite his own poor luck with love, the Jersey man wasn't completely jaded. They had an obvious attraction for each other, and he ended up convincing Chin that trying to follow up on anything beyond their contract with the agency was probably pointless.
"Damn these people and their real life feelings," the Hawaiian man rolled his eyes dramatically, but he agreed, and Danny could tell he didn't really mind. After hours work was a bonus and not necessarily expected.
Their customers thanked them and left the event together, assuring both escorts they would still receive full pay for the evening despite the unexpected outcome. Chin said his goodbyes and left, heading for the local bars as he wasn't tired yet, and Danny went to find his car in the parking lot.
As he was walking past the alleyway behind the venue, he heard a noise down there which sounded like something being knocked over. His old cop reactions kicked into gear, and he carefully went to investigate just in case someone was being attacked.
Someone was indeed being assaulted, but there was no need to interfere with the encounter, and Danny could only stand in the shadows and watch.
The Governor's assistant was being held up against the wall by his favourite tall brunette, and she had her legs wrapped around his waist as he ground against her pelvis.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to a motel or something?" Steve was mumbling.
"No, do me right here in the alley. I want you to fuck me," the redhead pulled him down into a kiss which he deftly avoided, instead putting his mouth on her neck and nibbling along the smooth skin there.
She moaned loudly under his attentions and he began to hitch up her dress and massage her buttocks as he pressed her against the building.
"Whatever you want, baby," he kissed down her throat and then kneeled in front of her, lifting her dress out of the way and tugging down her panties.
She groaned as his tongue swept over her sensitive area, and Danny felt his cock hardening in the confines of his pants as he watched Steve's hands knead at her hips and listened to the noises she made under his touch. The Jersey man reached down and stroked himself through his suit pants, leaning back against the cool bricks.
The brunette lifted his client's leg and settled her high heeled foot on a box, giving him better access, and from Danny's vantage point her could see Steve's tongue working, stimulating her clit and moving to delve inside her.
"Oh fuck, yes..." she sighed and grabbed at his hair, not really considering he might not appreciate it. He looked vaguely annoyed, but continued nonetheless.
After a couple of minutes of his talented mouth bringing her closer to the edge, his fingers occasionally dipping into to thrust inside her, the redhead tightened her grip in his hair. "Oh shit, that's it, I'm gonna come... Fuck!"
She cried out and bucked into him, and he worked her through her orgasm while holding her hips to the wall to support her weight.
When she had finished, he stood and turned his attention back to her throat. "You want me to fuck you now?"
Danny had to bite his lip to keep from answering the question himself, and he watched as the girl breathlessly told her escort yes, to take her up against the wall. Steve unbuckled his belt and unzipped, and though unfortunately he couldn't quite see the taller man's cock, the redhead's reaction when she looked down told him everything he needed to know.
"Oh, wow..." she muttered almost to herself, and looked up at the brunette, "Holy fuck am I glad I hired you..."
Danny slid the zipper down on his own pants quietly, the scene in front of him being just too glorious. Steve's suit jacket was cut just short enough to mean his ass was exposed when his pants and boxers slid to his thighs, and his muscular buttocks were beautiful to behold.
The blonde took his cock out of his underwear and stroked himself as the other escort retrieved a condom from his pocket and rolled it on out of view, and then he was lifting the woman up and rolling his hips, pushing up into her.
She pressed her head back against the wall and tried to hold in her filthy moan as the muscular man entered her, and her legs came up around his waist to ease him in.
"Oh god you're so big..." she shoved her hands back into his hair and pulled his face to her chest, where he yanked down the front of her dress and began to suck on her nipples, moving from one to the other with precision and dexterity.
Danny pinched his own nipple and stroked his dick harder, just imagining what Steve might have to offer, and pulled a small sachet of lube from his pocket, always having it on hand for emergencies.
"I'm not all the way in yet, do you want me to keep going?" The man was asking his customer.
The Jersey man sent up a small thank you to whatever deity had created this fine specimen for what was obviously a very decently sized package.
"Yeah, just be careful..." she gasped as Steve pushed in further until he was fully seated within her, her fingers curling at the base of his skull. "Oh god, fuck me... Fuck me hard..."
The taller man's ass looked just heavenly as his muscles flexed, beginning to thrust and build up a strong pace which left the redhead moaning loudly. Danny kept his eyes on that delicious ass, imagining sliding his own cock inside it, thinking about how tight and hot it would feel.
His hand moved on his own lubricated dick to the rhythm he wanted to use on Steve, the woman's noises becoming background music to his fantasy of holding the brunette against the wall and fucking into him. He bit his lips and focused entirely on the way Steve's butt rose and fell, the strength of his drives and the pleasure he was bringing to his client. Fuck, it was hot, and he jerked into his own fist faster, twisting his wrist at the end of each stroke.
Maybe Steve could take him hard like that, spread his cheeks open and fuck into him hard, over and over, have him screaming out for more. Just like the redhead, who sounded like she was reaching her climax, Danny could feel his own coiling in his stomach, and he concentrated on the muscles moving under Steve's shirt. He would love to run his hands over that back, dig his fingers into that skin, nip and bite at the solid column of the man's throat.
The woman cried out as she came, Steve following shortly after her with his hips rolling and buttocks flexing.
Danny had to cover his mouth as his orgasm surged through him, cum spilling over his fingers as he dreamed of doing the same thing inside the brunette in front of him.
He wiped himself off with a tissue from his pocket and threw it in the dumpster nearby, licking the remnants of himself off his own fingers. He continued to observe Steve as the man lowered the woman to the ground, straightening her dress for her and checking she was okay. A gentleman after the act; always nice to see.
She handed him a wedge of notes, which he tucked into his pocket, and she went for another kiss which he again deflected, this time into a hug.
"I might be seeing you again soon," she winked as she began to walk away a little unsteadily.
"I'll be waiting," Steve waved back at her, though his smile didn't reach his eyes.
The redhead didn't spot Danny in the shadows as she walked past and out into the night, and Steve took a moment to take the money back out and count it thoroughly before leaving the alley himself.
The Jersey man peeled away from the wall and took a step out into the dim light at the edge of the parking lot.
"So you don't do kissing and you don't do men," Danny smiled when the taller man jumped and whirled on his heel to face him, surprise painting his face, "What exactly do you do? Aside from birds in back alleys..."
"Are you following me or something?" Steve growled at him.
"No, I just happened to spot your performance back there and stayed around for the show. You've got good technique." The Jersey man continued to grin at the brunette, but it faded a little when the man advanced suddenly on him and shoved him back against the wall into the darkness, large hands wrapping around the shorter man's biceps tightly.
"Listen, I don't know you. Leave me the fuck alone and stop stalking me," he hissed, and Danny shivered under that hot gaze. His face in shadow, Steve looked rough and dangerous, and that did something interesting to the blonde's insides.
"Ooh, what are you gonna do if I follow you home?" The blonde let the challenge hanging the thick air between them, his eyes settling on the soft lips in front of him and biting his own, having to restrain his need to grab the man and kiss him. He was really sexy when he was riled up. When he glanced up, Steve seemed to be going through a similar internal struggle.
The taller man blinked and pulled away, releasing his grip. "I don't do men."
Danny gave him a sensual smile. "Don't do male clients or don't do men, period?"
Steve took on a defensive stance. "What business is it of yours?"
"Just being friendly," the blonde purred.
"You'll get yourself into trouble with that 'friendly' attitude if you're not careful," the other man glared at him, but looked him up and down and seemed to reconsider himself a little bit, "I'm bi if you must know, I just stick to female clients. Personal preference. Are we done with the interview now?" The walls had come down for a few seconds, but they were back up now.
"How long have you been doing the escort stuff?" The blonde pried, deciding to open up a little himself to ease the other man's apparent nerves, "I've been doing it long enough to spot someone new to the job."
"I'm not answering anymore of your questions," the brunette groused, "So you can give up asking."
"Can't blame a guy for being curious, babe," Danny pushed away from the wall and walked towards Steve, but the brunette backed up so he stopped.
"Yeah, curiosity killed the cat y'know," he snarled, "Do yourself a favour and back off." And then he was stalking off across the parking lot and hailing a cab down, disappearing into the night.
Danny leaned back against the wall, feeling his cock already begin to perk up again from the sensation of being held to the bricks by Steve's strong hands.
People loved to fling that phrase around to discourage people from prying, most not realising it wasn't even the complete saying.
"Curiosity may have killed the cat," he whispered under his breath as he palmed the beginnings of his erection through his pants, "but satisfaction brought it back..."