N.A: Hi, I had this idea in my head and I couldn't help but sit down to write it. Maybe there are other fanfics in the archive with this topic but I have to say that I haven't found any yet. Any resemblance is pure coincidence. I appreciate any comments or suggestions you can leave me and I would like to encourage all Spanish speakers to publish their stories in Spanish, I really appreciate it when you do. Esta es una versión traducida con la ayuda de google translate, pueden buscar en mi perfil de ao3 la versión original en español.

Chapter 1: Discovering Myself

Sometimes you have to listen to the voices in your head, and in this case, pay much more attention to the voices of the heart. But for some reason, this felt morally wrong.

"I don't know how you convinced me to come here." Jayce complained as he took the drinks from the tray of one of the waitresses who was serving his table "And I still don't understand how someone like you frequents this place. What would your mother say if she found out?"

"Did you come to have fun or to scold me as if you were my father?" Caitlyn asked him after drinking almost all of her drink in one gulp. She settled into the chair and relaxed completely.

"I'm sorry." Jayce apologized. "It's just that I didn't imagine that you liked coming to these clubs, I must say that it took me by surprise."

The Last Drop was not an ordinary bar, it was located in the underground part of Piltover, known lately as Zaun, and although the place was famous for being a neighborhood of people with scarce resources, many illegal and unknown businesses operated out of the jurisdiction of Piltover. As long as they don't cause too much trouble, they let them operate without a problem. After all, the wealthiest people in Piltover and the outskirts kept that place afloat. What's life without a little risk?

"I work all day trying to keep the enforcers on their toes, including my duties with my mother as the future heiress of House Kiramman. Don't you think I deserve it? I seriously don't know when she's going to commit me to some jerk with more money than me."

Jayce couldn't argue with her friend about that. They had known each other for years due to their families' financial alliances. They started getting along almost immediately in case they were forced to marry for convenience, as was customary in the wealthy families of Piltover, but for some reason, Caitlyn's mother was only interested in contributing money to the tool factories of House Talis, making her an important partner. Apparently, her daughter was not part of the business package.

"You mentioned that this place could help me with my problem."

"Be patient, the night is just beginning."

Should he call it a problem? Maybe his whole life was like this but it was only recently that it began to interfere more in his private life. A new engineer started working at his factory and made him feel uncomfortable. Sometimes he comes to his workplace just to see him concentrating on what he does. He finds him attractive. When Jayce made the comment to Caitlyn, his confidant, she suggested he come to this place to clear his doubts. His conscience was telling him that he had to get up and leave. It wasn't right. After all, he was in a relationship with Mel Medarda, and although they weren't engaged and their families didn't know of their intimate closeness, he felt he had to respect that in some way.

But what could he do when he had been ignoring his instincts, his desires, for years. It was pretty clear that he liked women a lot, but he always tried to avoid his impulses towards men and lately he was having a hard time completely ignoring them.

"What if Mel finds out I came to this club?" he adjusted his hair regretfully. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her.

"What if you stop acting like a chicken and start drinking something to relax?" the girl suggested to him to which Jayce reluctantly responded by drinking the entire contents of the drink. He coughed because his throat was momentarily inflamed.

"How can you drink this?" he coughed a couple of times until his throat was the same again.

"You get used to it."

The door to his small private room opened giving way to two people that Jayce had never seen in his life. One was a girl with pink hair, one side was short and the other had bangs that fell over her face and the bottom part was wavy. He had to admit that the girl had style with those tattoos and a good musculature that stood out at the sight that despite this, she looked quite feminine with good marked hips. The other person was a pale boy with dark hair, moles on his face, thin and leaning on a cane. He had a certain resemblance to the engineer from his factory but his honey-colored eyes that stood out with his dark, bushy eyebrows made him quickly forget about that other guy. A tight corset leaving his chest and arms exposed and dark brown pants forced the boy to swallow. Why did he find that outfit attractive on a guy? Maybe he wasn't so wrong and he was a bisexual person.

"I was starting to miss you, cupcake," commented the pink-haired girl as she sat next to Caitlyn, putting an arm around her neck.

"Excuse me, with so much work lately it's hard for me to escape down here and really thank you for bringing him" she pointed towards the pale boy "I hope he knows what he's doing."

"Don't be confused by his appearance and his cane, my friend knows how to do his job. In fact, he's quite popular among foreigners. If you saw him the other day, I think there are times when he makes more money than me."

"Save the flattery, Vi." the boy finally said, making Jayce shudder a little in his seat, he never expected his voice to sound so vibrant. "I have to assume that you will be my client for the next two hours."

Jayce nodded. He liked that the boy spoke so masculine. He was somewhat afraid that the boy Caitlyn hired would be too feminine, that was not going to help him with his problem.

"The room we always use is available if you want to take advantage of the time together." Vi said to Caitlyn. Both girls got up in a hurry and left the place leaving the boys alone.

"Wow, they were in a hurry" said the boy "My name is Viktor by the way, you can tell me your real name or a nickname, whatever is more comfortable for you or whatever fulfills your fantasies, that's what I'll call you."

"Jayce is my name."

"Vi told me that this is your first time at the club. My services range from a simple chat to intimacy. In the end, you decide what you want to do and I will try my best to meet your demands. Although if we do end up having sex, it is recommended to use the rooms upstairs since here it is more common to have a chat while drinking or smoking." He sat on the couch and placed a hand on Jayce's thigh, making him understand that he was willing to give him affection.

"Oh… I just…" he stuttered, her getting so close made him nervous "I'm not sure what I want to do" he said without being able to look at his face. "I have a problem and I don't know if you can help me, I don't know if we'll ever have sex as such."

Viktor removed his hand from his companion's thigh. He settled into his seat and straightened his back. His friend Vi was right, he wouldn't have much action so early and he liked that.

"Okay, I'm all ears, what kind of problem do you have?"

"Well, it's not that it's a problem, more like a dilemma" he paused for a moment before continuing, "I'm not sure if I like men.

"I understand" Viktor looked at Jayce and he looked back at him "Well, in my case, I only serve men at the club. The women who come to me are looking for a shoulder to cry on more than anything, I tend to be very understanding, of course, as long as I'm paid for my time. If you want, we can try small acts and see how you react to them, kind of like an experiment."

"What would that experiment be like?" Jayce asked intrigued.

"I can perform certain actions and you comment on how that makes you feel. If you want to stop, just let me know and I'll stop, but if you don't want me to stop, I'll go as far as you let me go," he said almost whispering, for some reason his voice sounded much deeper and the proposal seemed somewhat exciting to him.

"Okay, that sounds good to me."

Viktor got closer to Jayce, staring at him, trying to calm him down. He looked nervous and boy was he. He couldn't remember the last time he was so close to a man who made him doubt his sexuality like that.

"Tell me Jayce, what do you think of my outfit?" he asked.

"Pretty suitable for the place where we are," he answered calmly. "May I ask why you use a cane?"

"That's how I was born. But I'm sure you don't want me to bore you with stories of my unhappy childhood. We're not here for that today." Jayce shook his head without stopping looking into his eyes "Okay, let's try something simple. I'm going to kiss you and then you tell me how that makes you feel, are you okay with that?"

He thought about it for a few seconds but finally nodded. He had come too far to back out. He needed answers and this man seemed to be willing to clear all his doubts without a word.

Viktor carefully placed his hands on Jayce's face, he did it slowly in case his companion backed out, but when he didn't see any refusal on his part he got closer to him, until he could finally feel their breaths colliding and in a blink, he joined his lips with his. He knew he had to take it slow, so he moved away from him a little, waiting for some reaction, to which Jayce responded by getting closer to his mouth to kiss him intensely.

At first, their kiss was clumsy but Viktor understood his rhythm and in a matter of seconds, a gasp escaped Jayce's lips as he took some air to breathe and continue the kiss, giving way to their wet tongues.

"That was intense," the boy said in a small voice.

Jayce's heart had accelerated from the kiss and he felt another member of his body also throbbing strongly.

"Do you want to continue?" Viktor asked him without moving too far from his lips. It was not the first time he kissed his clients in that way but he had to admit that Jayce had a hypnotizing masculinity, especially when he lowered his gaze for a moment and could notice the growing bulge in his pants.

"I... I'm sorry" he blushed when he realized that a simple kiss had excited him. It wasn't very different from being with a woman, he had never had problems in bed but this experience, it must be that being something new had excited him too much.

"I think that if you didn't like men there would be no way that I would have caused this reaction in you" with his hand, he brushed Jayce's crotch and almost immediately removed it "And I don't think you have problems with your friend, it seems to me that he is very capable."

"I think it's too soon to accept it. Please ask me before touching my private parts." He moved away from Viktor closing his legs "It's kind of embarrassing."

"Excuse me, I was just trying to do my job."

Jayce's mind was debating if what this man made him feel was because he really felt attraction towards the male sex or if it was all because of the place, the loneliness, the ounces of alcohol he had previously ingested or if it was a combination of everything. He looked away at Viktor, who was patiently waiting for him to finish his mental debate. What should he do now? He never thought he would be so kind and gentle with him. To tell the truth, he had no idea what he was expecting when he entered a place like that with his friend Caitlyn. In his mind everything had worked out differently. A crazy clubber desperate for money sitting on his lap begging for sex and for him to go quickly so he could continue serving more customers during the night. Someone like Viktor was definitely not in his plans.

They spent the rest of the time talking peacefully until Caitlyn appeared with a smile on her face. She had undoubtedly had some fun, she was still adjusting her clothes. They paid their bill and Jayce left Viktor a substantial tip for his services.

"How did it go?" Caitlyn asked him as she left the place.

"Better than I thought," he answered with a smile.