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Summary: Matt is an escort. An ESCORT! Not a hooker, as most people choose to believe. That is until he meets Taichi Yagami and his remaining morals seem to desert him. Taito!
Rating for sexual scenes and language. Be warned - This chapter does contain sexual situations!
Chapter 2 - I only have eyes for you
Picking up another drink from the refreshment table, Matt tried with increasing difficulty to ignore the lingering presence behind him.
"If you drink any more my friends and family are going to disapprove!" Tai hissed into his ear, attempting to wrestle the drink out of the Matt's hand without arousing suspicion.
"It's not like they're ever going to see me again!" Matt replied acidly through gritted teeth, shaking off Tai's hand that seemed to be permanently curled around his waist. However Tai merely rolled his eyes in response, surveying the blond closely as he knocked back another shot to vodka.
Glancing around the room, Tai's eyes focused on Ikato, who was watching them with interest. Pressing up closely against Matt's back and resisting the urge to trail his fingers over his hips, Tai decided to try a different approach.
"Do you always wear stuff like this?" he asked innocently, using the question as an excuse to run his hand down Matt's back. Noticing that the blond arched slightly at the touch, Tai glanced back at Ikato, grinning in triumph.
"Only at night," Matt replied, trying to appear as expressionless as possible. However he couldn't help but frown in annoyance, as he was fully aware that Tai was only using him to get on his ex-boyfriends nerves. Although Matt couldn't really blame him, as Ikato was obviously a bit of bastard.
"I doubt you can even breathe in these pants," Tai commented, glancing quickly at Matt's ass.
"I manage," was the only reply.
Sighing in disappointment at the lack of response, Tai turned away, immediately coming face to face with Ikato. However, the dark haired man merely smirked at him, before addressing the slender blond nastily.
"You know, Tai's right. People might get the wrong impression if you go around dressing like that," Ikato sneered, purposely looking Matt up and down judgementally.
"Hey! Don't speak to him like that!" Tai growled defensively, although he was secretly thinking the same thing. But he had to admit, Matt did look incredibly sexy, even if it did border on slutty.
However, the blond merely levelled Ikato with an icy glare, blue eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Your just jealous because I look better in these clothes than you ever would," Matt said mockingly, gulping back another stinging shot of vodka.
Tai laughed as Ikato went red, smirk instantly wiped from his face.
"Watch it blondie! Saying that might come back to bite you in your pretty little ass," Ikato replied acidly, pinching Matt's ass painfully to prove his point.
"Don't touch him!" Tai hissed, now glaring just as fiercely as Matt.
"Getting protective, aren't you Tai?" Ikato asked with raised eyebrows.
"So what? He's my boyfriend! Nobody touches him but me!" he replied possessively, hand moving to rest on Matt's thigh.
Matt rose one golden eyebrow in surprise, glancing down at Tai's hand, which was slowly caressing his thigh. He flushed slightly at how nice it felt, but instantly reprimanded himself, remembering that Tai was just a client he had to entertain. If the bushy haired boy touched him any more intimately, Matt would be forced to punch him, regardless of how good looking he was.
He always made it absolutely clear with customers that personal touching was not allowed, unless granted first, which was almost never the case. Matt did accept that in his profession some groping was required, but when it got too intense, he would always tell the clients to stop. After all, he wasn't a prostitute.
However considering Tai didn't even know he was an escort, Matt thought it would be best to remain silent.
"Nobody touches him but you? Didn't look like that earlier, when Daisuke was drooling all over him," Ikato said smugly, watching as Tai went slightly red.
"He's just your friend, right Yama?" Tai asked, looking at Matt expectantly, who looked taken aback by the affectionate nickname.
"Uh yea. Definitely," he replied, just choosing to go along with what Tai was saying. He was hardly going to point out that he had actually only met Daisuke a few hours ago, when he picked him up off a street corner.
"Didn't just look friendly. Dai was more flirtatious than normal," Ikato pointed out, enjoying the fact that Tai's frown grew deeper and deeper.
Matt knew that Ikato was raising a valid point, as Daisuke had been very touchy-feely with him throughout the party. He had been unnecessarily touching the blond as much as possible, although never as intimately as his bushy haired friend. However it wasn't as if Tai should care, as Matt wasn't really his boyfriend.
"So what if Dai flirts? Anyone can see that Yama is gorgeous," Tai said, suddenly smiling warmly in Matt's direction. Blushing furiously under the intense gaze and silently blaming the vodka, the blond hastily poured another drink.
"Indeed. But don't say I didn't warn you," Ikato said acidly, before turning on a heel and disappearing into the crowd.
Matt and Tai stared silently, blinking at the abrupt exit.
"And you dated him why?" Matt asked mildly, a second later.
"I actually don't know," Tai shrugged, hand still dancing up and down Matt's thigh.
"Why are you doing that?" the blond asked hesitantly, watching the movement of Tai's fingers.
"Oh sorry. Daisuke said to act like a couple. I just got a little carried away," Tai replied, instantly removing his hand.
"I don't mind. If I did I would have said so earlier," Matt found himself saying, despite his better judgement. He couldn't believe he'd basically just given Tai an invitation to grope him, which he tried to avoid with every other client as much as possible.
Besides it wasn't as if he could completely stop Tai touching him, because if Daisuke found out, he wouldn't get paid.
"Dressing like that is practically an invitation for people to touch you anyway," Tai said critically, as Matt began to scowl.
"I'm sorry if my clothes are offending you!"
"I'm just saying you could wear something a bit more tasteful. Nobody would want to date somebody who looks like a hooker," Tai pointed out, oblivious to the murderous look that had crossed Matt's face.
Clenching his jaw and attempting not to punch something, Matt downed another vodka, feeling his head spin in both anger and dizziness.
"Well sorry, for not being good enough to be your fake boyfriend!" he hissed, stalking off into the crowd and leaving Tai blinking behind him.
Muttering angrily under his breath, Matt looked around, realising that he didn't actually know anybody at the party, except the few Tai had introduced him to.
"Bugger. I really didn't think that through," he mumbled, mentally kicking himself for allowing a client to effect him so much. Now thanks to Tai, he was still penniless, alone at a party he had no idea the location of, and was very much struggling to remain upright.
'Good one Matt. Very professional,' he thought sarcastically, absently realising that he must have gone a bit overboard with the Dutch Courage as his vision blurred once again.
Wobbling slightly to the corner of the room and ignoring the curious stares that followed him, Matt leant tiredly against the wall, wondering if he should just cut his losses and leave. He'd only been there for a couple of hours and he had already fucked things up with his client.
Groaning in annoyance, he failed to notice the approach of a certain mahogany haired boy, who immediately stopped directly in front of him.
"Hey! You alright?" Daisuke asked, brushing blond strands out of Matt's hazy eyes.
"Yea I'm fine. Just a little tired of acting that's all," Yamato replied, shrugging carelessly, attempting to sound as though it was of no real importance to him.
"Oh right. Well I'll meet you in the back room in half hour to give you your money," Daisuke replied, unable to say anymore as Tai approached through the throng of people, watching the two with wary eyes.
"Hey sorry if I offended you Yama," Tai said as he reached them, hand immediately moving to rub soothing circles on Matt's back.
Matt shrugged, suddenly feeling too ill to care. He tipped forward slightly, his head coming to rest gently on Tai's shoulder.
The dark skinned boy smiled lightly, feeling strands of silky blond hair brush against his neck and cheek.
"What's wrong with him?" Daisuke asked, eyebrows creasing as he surveyed Matt's slumped form.
"I think he's just had too much to drink. It's fine. I'll look after him," Tai replied dismissively, running his hand through the blond hair tenderly, unable to stop himself from chuckling as Matt mewed in appreciation.
"If your sure," Daisuke said uncertainly, giving the blond a small pat on the back before walking away into the crowd.
"You feeling alright?" Tai asked, stroking the blond hair gently.
"Ugh," Matt replied, giving a slight shake of the head that only made him feel sicker. He could now feel his stomach churning in protest and instantly remembered why he never usually drank excessively at work. One too many shots and he was completely draping himself over a client.
However he really didn't have the energy to move.
Besides Tai was warm and comfy. A little too warm and comfy.
"Hey don't fall asleep on me," Tai said, softly giving him a shake.
Realising that he probably should move before he lost his dignity completely, Matt pulled away, his head immediately spinning in response.
Grabbing his arm to stop him from falling, Tai guided Matt slowly to a chair, watching in amusement as he fell gracefully on top of it.
Feeling slightly better now he was seated, the blond gripped his hair painfully, attempting to gather his scattered thoughts. Aware that Tai had sat down next to him, he shifted uncomfortably, trying to put as much distance between them as possible, just in case he decided to collapse again. He'd rather fall face first onto the ground, than wrap himself around Tai again. He had a feeling he wouldn't be able to stop himself jumping the dark skinned boy if he had anymore more bodily contact with him. But Matt had to admit, he was grateful to the brunette for taking care of him.
"I'd pull your pants up if I were you. When your stood up everyone can see your ass," Tai said absently, eyes scanning the room with interest.
Scared that if he said anything he'd be sick everywhere, Matt settled for glaring. However Tai's attention was diverted elsewhere and he failed to notice the blond burning holes in the side of his head.
Growling in annoyance, Matt buried his head in his hands, choosing to ignore the brunette's presence completely. But seconds later, Tai's hand was on his shoulder, brushing the skin of his neck and then running down his back.
Matt looked up in surprise, but immediately frowned when he realised what the brunette was doing.
Ikato stood on the opposite side of the room, watching the blond and brunette with a sneer. Tai was staring right back, his hand caressing Matt's body as he did so, eyes alight with triumph as he watched Ikato glare with jealously.
Suddenly feeling a whole lot worse, Matt staggered to his feet, cursing himself for actually thinking that Tai was trying to help.
"Hey Yama! Where you going?" the brunette asked in surprise, dragging his eyes away from his ex-boyfriend.
"Just…don't feel well," Matt replied, cheeks flushed an adorable pink. His golden hair was damp with sweat, sticking to the base of his neck. Bright blue eyes now appeared blurred and hazy, giving Tai the distinct impression that Matt probably couldn't see straight.
But despite appearing quite haggard, the blond still looked gorgeous.
"Are you OK?" Tai asked in concern, resisting the urge to touch the blond again.
"What do you care? I'm going to the toilet. I'm sorry that you wont be able to parade me in front of Ikato anymore!" Matt snapped, inwardly cringing at the bitter tone of his voice. He knew wasn't handling the situation all that well, but he was beyond the point of caring. He'd been totally unorthodox all night, so there was no point in trying salvage his professionalism now.
Letting out a growl of anger, he turned on a heel and marched away for the second time that night, wondering why on earth he was managing Tai so badly.
The brunette however, merely stared at the retreating back, guilt washing over him as he watched Matt hike up his pants and disappear into the crowd.
Clambering out of the toilet 10 minutes later, Matt was feeling slightly less ill and a lot more refreshed, although was still swaying slightly.
Remembering that Daisuke had said to meet him, the blond staggered towards what he assumed was the back room, vaguely wondering if half an hour had passed yet.
Stumbling slightly through the door, Matt found Daisuke waiting and realised that it had.
"Oh hey! You look a bit better! Tai been taking good care of you, huh?" Dai laughed, winking happily.
"Uh kind of," Matt replied, deciding it was probably the safest answer. He really didn't want to have to explain everything.
"Well anyway, here's your money. Good job tonight! You and Tai looked like a proper couple," Daisuke beamed, handing over the money and giving Matt a grin.
"Well that's my job," the blond replied, choosing not to mention that he hadn't exactly been professional. Getting drunk and collapsing over a customer didn't tend to be a good thing, but being around Tai had made him stupidly nervous. It wasn't his fault he wasn't used to attractive clients.
"Want a ride home?" Daisuke asked politely, waking Matt from his thoughts.
"No, I'm good. I've got money so I'll take the bus," he replied, nonetheless grateful for the offer.
"Well it's been a pleasure meeting you blondie!" Daisuke grinned, patting him on the ass playfully.
Matt couldn't help but smile back, biting his lip slightly as he looked up at the mahogany haired boy. He had to admit, Daisuke was infectious, despite being rather annoying. The vast amount of alcohol the blond had consumed must have affected him more than he realised, for suddenly Daisuke was looking incredibly appealing.
But that might have just been because Tai had seemed jealous when Ikato pointed out that Daisuke flirted with him, and Matt wanted payback.
'Fuck Tai and his fucking boyfriend,' Matt thought, leaning forwards to press his body against Daisuke's seductively.
Dai's grin immediately widened as he looped his arm around Matt's waist, hand squeezing his ass suggestively.
Throwing all remaining caution to the wind, the blond pressed his lips against Daisuke's desperately. Grinning against his mouth as the other responded, Matt ran his arms up and down Dai's chest, dimly registering that he was just as muscled as Tai appeared to be.
Matt's hands fumbled with Daisuke's shirt, his drunken haze making it incredibly difficult to undo the buttons. However seconds later he became successful, and the darker skinned boy stood topless in front of him. Matt instantly licked his lips and began to take full advantage of the now exposed skin.
Pale slender hands caressed the hard muscles, as soft pink lips nipped and sucked a path down the tanned chest.
"Oh shit! Fuck! You are fucking amazing!" Daisuke mumbled, hands running through Yamato's golden hair.
Matt raised his eyes to meet Dai's lustful gaze as he began to unbutton his pants, vaguely registering that having sex with a client was probably not a wise decision. After all he had spent the duration of the last few months telling every other client that he was by no means a prostitute, and yet here he was, kneeling in front of a customer, needy and willing like a common whore.
Drawing away in realisation, Matt licked his lips, attempting to calm his spinning head.
'Fucking Tai! Look what he's driven me to,' the blond thought, annoyed with himself for letting Tai's words effect him. So what if Tai didn't want him, because he didn't want Tai either.
Well OK, so that was a bit of a lie. But it wasn't his fault that Tai was attractive. Although compared to his usual clients, appearing to be good looking in comparison was not that difficult.
Shaking his head to banish Tai from his thoughts, Matt glanced up nervously, looking to see the other's reaction.
However Daisuke was merely looking at him in confusion, face flushed and breathing still slightly laboured.
Matt opened his mouth to say something (although he wasn't quite sure what) when suddenly the door banged open. Swivelling his head around to look at the intruder, Matt gulped nervously, cursing silently as the person froze in surprise.
"Uh…hi Tai!" Daisuke laughed uneasily, his voice strained.
Tai stared.
"What the hell?!" he growled.
To be continued…
A/N That was it for Daisuke/Matt action. It wont feature in the story again, but I had to include it as it's important. But Taito is on it's way.
The next chapter I'll try to get more of Tai's feelings into the story, as his intentions aren't really clear in this chapter.
Thanks for the reviews for the first chapter, they really helped! Please review again!!