Enslaving the King

Chapter 5

With a bound, Raine slipped into his room, changing from his outfit into something more modest - a simple blue shirt, jeans, a gray vest. “Oooh my god,” he said to no one, heart pounding, euphoria racing through his body. He scrubbed his face free of makeup with a towelette, vibrating. “Oh god.” He folded his clothing on his bed, thoughts strung far from his brain. “I can’t believe this!” He yelled in glee. He was going to burst.

Yvette poked her head in, an annoyed expression on her face. “What’s wrong with you? Are you having a stroke in here?” Nosy as ever.

Raine turned to her. “You’ll never believe what happened to me!”

“What. Finally got that autograph from Lord Hayden?” She said in sarcasm, rolling her eyes.

Raine clasped his hands together. “Oh it’s better than that.”

“For you ? That’s hard to believe. And the fact you didn’t jibe back really says a lot about what’s up. It must be pretty damn good. Wait.” She gasped. “You didn't get married without telling me, did you?”

“Uh...no, why would I do that-? Does it seem-?” Raine shook his head. She folded her arms, brow raised. “Anyway,” Raine continued, “...that VP I was telling you about?”

“Oh right. Your ‘ticket to the top’ .” She made air quotes.

“Yeah, well, he turned out to be a bust, but it all worked out because I got hired by someone better !”

“What, a slightly more important VP?”

“Better, Yvette.” He walked up to her, clasping her arms with barely restrained glee. “ Better .”

“ Better? Wait, you can’t mean-” She said in a tone ladened with disbelief. “You mean… an exec ?”

“Not just an exec- the exec. I’m literally at the very top now, Yvette! The top!”

“And yet, you remain a bottom,” she couldn’t seem to resist a joke. Raine rolled his eyes, and her face fell into disbelief. “Sooo, just to be clear… You are talking about Lord Hayden?”

“Yesss,” he said, clasping his own face. The reality of it striking him all over again. “Oh my god, yes .” He tugged his own hair. He almost still couldn’t believe it.

Yvette shoved him lightly. “Get out! I’m not falling for it, Raine.”

“No, I’m serious!”

“Umm...holy s**t! Even if I believed it, why in the name of Helios would Hayden choose you .”

“Okay, ouch, Vette. Jeeze."

“Ugh you know what I meant. You don’t seem like his first choice. Let’s see here. Firstly, you’re a guy. Secondly, you’re like...barely known by anyone even at the Pleasure Palace. And thirdly, since when does Lord Hayden hire official escorts?”

“Well...let’s go sit and I’ll tell you how it happened.”

Raine...decided to explain everything. Well, perhaps not everything . Still, he told her about the untimely end of his former traitor of a client. He left out Hayden's threats, but he did explain how he had proven himself loyal to Hyperion, how he had caught Hayden's eye. He explained how Hayden had admitted to not wanting someone afraid of him. He told her about Bryant being a d**k because he wanted her supportive comebacks against him, then told her that he’d had an interview with the king himself. He didn’t go into details on it for privacy reasons.

When he finished, She sat there for several moments, seeming to process it. “...Damn, Raine. That’s one hell of a draw of the deck you got. Alright.” She sucked in a breath. Her face was all business. “Serious time. You really want to work for that man?”

Raine fiddled with his hands. “I feel like you think I shouldn’t reply with a yes?”

“I know he’s the richest man on this station, but he’s also a killer . I don’t care how hot he is. I thought you stuck to the safer clients! This couldn’t be further from safe!”

“Well…” Raine said. “I… After the other night, I realized none of my clients are truly safe, especially that far up the corporate ladder. I chose Holloway, and I still...had a close encounter with danger. And...I don’t think Hayden is...ridiculously dangerous or anything. I can't go into the details but...I sort of...trust him?" Part of him wanted to tell her how adamant on consent Hayden had been. He still couldn’t get over it. He wanted to tell her that Hayden had promised him safety.

Her brows raised. "That sounds very convincing."

“I know this may come as a shock, but I did a lot of thinking on this.”

"Yeah, that is shocking."

He chewed his lip. “I believe- no scratch that, I know I can do it. And since I can, I can’t afford to pass this up… Hayden could set me up for life !”

“You want a sugar daddy then?” She asked dryly.

“I-” Raine’s faced heated. “That’s not what I meant !” He exhaled hard at her laugh. “I meant that if I could do this long enough. I’d have enough money to...well there’s a lot I could do. Lets say I became his regular for….a couple years or so - though I’m trying not to be too unrealistic here, who knows how long it’ll last - but.... I could retire. I’d be done. Just me and my projects after that. No more s*x work. I’d have all the time in the world for whatever I wanted. No more stress. Just me and my money. This is... like winning the lottery or something!”

“A very dangerous lottery.”

“Look...Hayden only kills people who cost his company- Like Holloway-”

“Or those who annoy him-”

“That, but I can’t hurt his company, and he doesn’t seem to think I’m annoying, so.” He shrugged.

“Alright, Raine… I would still be careful if I were you. I’d advise running at the first sign of imminent stabbing.”

“Don’t worry about it. I got this.”

She smirked suddenly. “Also, I wouldn’t mind if you felt like buying me lunch every now and again with all that fancy money. Since you’re obviously going to be so well off soon. We could hit that fancy diner up in Sector A every week if we wanted.”

He rolled his eyes. “Oh, come on, Yvette!”

“Just saying.”

Raine’s shift started Monday afternoon.

Hayden had sent him the file as promised. In it were directions and rules Raine was expected to follow. Rule one, get tested. Raine regularly did, but Lord Hayden wanted it done again before he started. Rule two, Raine wouldn’t question anything Hayden wanted or did unless it crossed his own boundaries and limitations. And rule three, Raine was forbidden from seeing other clients for the duration of his time working for Hayden. He was also not allowed to work at Aries anymore.

It made him a little itchy. He didn't like not having something to fall back on if...worse came to worse.

It wouldn't, he told himself.

Hayden planned to pay him a lot of money and then some to make up the difference. Otherwise, Raine wouldn’t even remotely be okay with that. Raine just needed Hayden to keep him around for awhile. Long enough to make him a rich...richer man. He would make sure of it. He would impress Hayden, over and over again, keep his interest, find all the ways he could to make Hayden have the best orgasms of his life. He really couldn’t wait to see what Hayden's “O face” looked like.

The prospect probably shouldn’t have excited him as much as it did.

Raine had done some math. In less than five years, he could retire on what Hayden was paying him. It made his head spin. All that envy he’d felt before...and here he was, at the top. He knew other escorts would hate him as much as Bryant did for this. And he was glad of it. He would give them all the middle finger. He was better than any of them.

Well, he reflected, it was unlikely he could keep Hayden regularly interested for five years. But this was a healthy start on his savings. The longest he’d ever kept one client’s interest was three years. Then, they’d gotten a relationship and decided having a paid p********e wasn’t very faithful.

Could Raine keep Hayden for three years? What would that even be like? A veteran sexer of Lord Hayden. He had to laugh at the thought. It would make him very sought after anyway...possibly by other execs.

Raine pulled himself from his daydreaming.

There was a fourth rule, one Raine had felt weird after reading. Rule four, no personal talk between him and Hayden, no physical interactions beyond those of a s****l nature, and no wasting time on non-work related things. Raine wasn’t going to be paid to “chatter”. Weird, considering how much of it Hayden seemed capable of at any given moment.

Fine. That was fine. Raine didn’t bring personal into it anyway. And what kind of physical interactions did Hayden foresee happening beyond s****l ones? Raine was supposed to make him c*m. Just as Hayden said, this wasn’t a fling. It was a job. There were rules, and there wouldn’t be any playing around. Why would Hayden feel the need to clarify otherwise? More internalized homophobia? Was this Hayden's way of doubly assuring Raine he wasn’t gay?

Hayden hadn’t said much when Raine asked what he wanted him to wear. Just-

~idk something sexy. surprise me. this is ur department, rite? Hayden had refused to elaborate.

Like Raine was supposed to guess what Hayden considered sexy without any context. For all he knew, Hayden wanted him to wear nothing at all. Or just lingerie. Or maybe something really ridiculous, like a sexy banana suit (yes, that’d happened once. No, he didn’t want to recall the details. And no, he didn’t regret it, exactly. Money was money and those had been desperate times). 

It was best not to overthink this. How picky could one egomaniacal, narcissistic, murdery king of Hyperion be?

Raine dressed in one of his more playful outfits. A tight, studded Haydenet. It was black leather, branded with a Hyperion H and accented with yellow- Hayden's favorite colors. The right sleeve was cut off to display his beautiful chrome arm. There were no clasps, so his chest and stomach were showing. And of course, it wasn’t a true s*x outfit without his tightest, lowest-cut pants and no underwear on beneath. His fuzzy happy trail and the top of his ass were proudly showing.

He put on heeled, dark rakk-leather boots (would they make him taller than Hayden? That was the hope). He also donned an overcoat so that his outfit was hidden at first. Not only did the coat make him appropriate until he got to the office, but it would allow him to hit Hayden with what was underneath.

Raine didn’t expect too much from the first appointment, but he hoped Hayden would be enthusiastic in exploring his options. Maybe he would jump right in and let Raine know what it felt like to have that nice, thick c**k inside of him… He could spread himself invitingly on that huge desk. He could make a show of fingering himself open for it-

He shook his head. He had to stop his mental train before he gave himself a boner. He was getting ahead of himself.

But he intended to enjoy his work.

Makeup? Raine deliberated. He probably should, just to make sure his features were smooth… But he also didn’t want to make a mess in a way Hayden wouldn’t expect. He’d use just a little, like before, and wait on anything more until he learned what Hayden liked.

Yvette was gone to her job in Requisitions so he had no one around to wish him luck. But it was just as well. He didn’t need luck. All he needed was his skill. Raine left for Hayden's office thirty minutes early, nervousness and excitement warring in his chest. He couldn’t afford to be late, and showing up early would make a good impression anyway. It was dangerous to let on just how eager he truly was for this job, but he knew Hayden would appreciate it all the same. And since this was work, Hayden would just assume it was him giving it his best. Hayden wouldn’t know about Raine’s desire, his wants, his fantasies.

All Raine needed to do was impress him.

Standing in the lavish elevator on it’s way to the top, he allowed himself to plan ahead. Whatever happened would probably involve a lot of improvising, which Raine was used to. He had some ideas, though. He should probably start underneath of that big desk. It was old school, but effective. Clients loved it.

He left the elevator and stepped into the office for a second time. It was still hard to believe this was going to be a regular thing in his life. Walking into Hayden's office. Performing s*x acts on Hayden in his office…

If he wasn't careful his brain was going to melt.

Hayden sat at his desk. Raine deposited his bag of personal items in a covered nook by the door. It had a latch with a lock code that Hayden had given him to keep them safe. Afterward, Raine crossed the office, clearing his throat upon reaching the desk.

“Heya, kiddo,” Hayden said without looking up, typing. He made a show of glancing at his watch. “You’re pretty early, aintcha?” He went back to his typing, not even sparing Raine a glance.

“Better early than on time, I say.”

“Never heard of fashionably late?”

Raine hummed a bit, leaning on the desk, weight on his arms. “That only works for VIPs. Some of us have to take our jobs seriously.”

“Hopefully not too seriously.” Hayden still hadn’t looked up.

Raine asked in a sultry tone, “whatcha workin’ on?”

Hayden's brow knitted. His typing slowed. “Uh, a little project called none of your business? ”

“Fair enough,” Raine said, put off by Hayden's underwhelming response to his presence. He’d gotten all fancied up for this reception? Or was Hayden really this much business? He’d thought for sure Hayden would be easily distracted with the promise of s*x. But here he was… And he hadn’t even gotten Hayden to look up.

His confidence shrank, and he swallowed hard. “Why’d you want me in before your shift ended if you aren’t planning to take advantage of my presence?” Raine tried not to sound like he was complaining. “There’s a perfectly suitable desk here for some fun....” Raine brushed it with his fingertips, amused when Hayden glanced at his hand before returning his attention to his work.

Hayden replied, “you were the one who showed up early. Don’t worry so much, buttercup, I’ll get to you as soon as I can. This is important.”

Maybe Hayden wanted Raine to make a larger effort to get his attention. This was day one and Hayden was CEO, after all. He probably couldn’t act too interested in Raine, the p********e. Besides, Hayden was probably testing him. The more Raine thought about it, the more his confidence grew. He sidled around the desk.

“Hey,” Hayden said, clicking viciously, probably closing out of the tab. He turned to Raine for the first time. Raine almost stepped back. He’d forgotten how intimidating eye contact with Lord Hayden was. “Are we gonna have a frickin problem here?”

Raine forced himself to keep going, to stay on his hunch. “I’m not looking at that boring thing, I swear.” Raine slid into Hayden's space, daring to break the eye contact. He eyed Hayden's lips. He leaned in, closer to Hayden's ear, murmuring, “I’m looking at something infinitely better right now.”

“What are you wearing , princess?” Hayden hissed. “This your idea of sexy? This drab coat?”

Oh. Right.

Raine pulled back, grinning. He ripped off the overcoat and tossed it on the floor, displaying himself for Hayden.

Hayden looked him up and down. “Oh, Raineie, you’re a little s**t .” Hayden stood, placing one hand on Raine’s neck, hard enough to convey something, but not enough to hurt or cause discomfort. Raine knew Hayden had to be quite practiced here to apply just the right amount of pressure. It couldn’t be coincidence with how deliberate the action felt. Just like last time, except with less anger.

It was strange, how the light press made the fear leave Raine. It probably, really shouldn’t have. But it did.

“You like it,” Raine whispered, pressing one leg between Hayden's, looking deep into his mismatched eyes. “Don’t you?” That was the right thing to say, apparently. Hayden's breathing was interrupted, pupils dilating. Raine’s hands grasped Hayden's lapels, trembling, not out of fear, but from raw excitement. He leaned back, putting some weight on Hayden's coat, urging him closer.

Oh yeah. He could tell he had him now.

“So...what would you really rather be doing right now, Lord ?” Raine purred the nickname with a deep voice, tugging Hayden away from his computer. “I could get under this ole desk and suck your d**k off. You can just keep right on working like nothing’s. Even. Happeni-”

Hayden pushed him away, causing Raine to yelp. Raine regained his balance, heart thudding, eyes raising to Hayden. Had he miscalculated? He was about to apologize, but Hayden...seemed dazed, his voice loose. “I’m friggin serious, kitten,” he said. He wasn’t as commanding now. “I wasn’t kidding when I said this is- is important. I have to do this. Go...go wait by the fountain, alright? Get cozy. I will get to you.” It definitely sounded like a promise.

Raine stuck out his lip in an obvious pout, crossing his arms over his bare chest. Inwardly, he was quite proud of himself for the effect he’d had on Hayden.

Hayden just rolled his eyes, sitting back down. “Surely you’ve got Echo Net to entertain yourself for a bit.”

“Fiiine,” Raine exclaimed. “But the Echo Net doesn’t have a d**k for me break off.”

“What-?”

He left Hayden alone and hopefully off balance, throwing himself onto the couch. Next time, he wouldn’t show up early. Hayden obviously wasn’t planning to make good use of his efforts.

Hayden's heart thudded in his ears. He tried to refocus on the documents on the screen before him. Raine came on pretty hard. And a part of him really liked that. But he was having sudden misgivings. Should he really be doing this with a dude ? A male w***e? One he'd more or less snatched off the street? He didn’t like being the inexperienced one, and in the area of guy on guy action, he was definitely that in this scenario. ...Maybe in college he might’ve gotten drunk and messed around once or twice, but that was a long time ago. He wasn’t even really sure if he had or not. Memory was a fickle thing.

Having Raine blow him - as the other seemed so eager to do - would be easy enough. Or they could grind. How hard could it be? He’d also heard about anal, but he wasn’t sure that was something he would like too much, putting his d**k in a butthole. Or would he? It had to be fun if other people did it, right?

He frowned.

Hayden could find ways to make it work. He was Lord Goddamned Hayden for crying out loud. He didn’t have misgivings. Misgivings were for pathetic people. He’d made this decision because he'd wanted to, and god dammit, nothing would stop him from enjoying it.

Hayden was about fifteen minutes into the project when he glanced up and spotted his disgruntled new-hire resting on the couch, a screen projected from the palm of his robot hand. Well that was fancy. It really was a nice arm.

He raised his voice enough to be heard. “Raineie.”

“Hmm?”

“Get over here.”

Raine sat up and came over, smirking. “Knew you couldn’t resist me for long.”

Hayden hesitated a bit. “I still need to work, but you’re distracting me. What would you suggest?”

Raine grinned that strangely chilling grin of his. He looked like he had the whole world was at his fingertips and knew it. Arrogance. Guess Hayden couldn’t blame him too much for getting a big head over this whole thing. “Well, maybe I should be out of sight then. Like...under the desk? My earlier idea?” He lowered his head to give Hayden those horrible, dark, devil eyes. The guy looked like he might start drooling. Did this i***t have an obsession with being on the floor or what?

Still… Those lips wouldn’t be half bad stretched around him. Hayden's c**k twitched with interest.

Well, that wasn’t what he’d expected. Almost getting it up just from Raine’s expression alone. But he still hesitated. Raine leaned over his desk. His chrome fingertips reached out and brushed Hayden's jaw. Hayden gripped his wrist, pushing it back, glaring. Did Raine completely ignore his earlier warning or was he trying to piss him off? “Don’t even-” Hayden took a deep breath. “Just get on the floor, dumdum, since you’re so married to that idea.” He scooted his chair back. “Hope you like dust bunnies. The cleaning bots haven’t been by in awhile. Probably because I shot the last one for being annoying .”

Raine seemed not to catch the threat. “I don’t have allergies.”

In spite of Raine’s long legs, he easily got on all fours and crawled into the space beneath Hayden's desk without complaint, like a long-legged crab sliding into a too-small hiding hole. Hayden tried not to stare at his ass. Though he was sure Raine was sticking it up as far as he could. Those dumbass pants were about to slide down if he stretched any further. How did a dude have such a cute ass? It wasn’t even that round, but it seemed like it’d be a good fit for his hands. Hayden was seized with the desire to grab it, but he refrained, if only so as not to make the i***t more cocky than he already was.

Hayden scooted forward until he felt one of Raine’s hands land on his thigh. He tried to refocus on his work with the pressure against his thigh. He couldn’t stop thinking about Raine under there, though. What Raine was going to do...

Raine’s other hand found his crotch. Hayden bit his lip, scooting back again to look at Raine. “Raineie…” he said.

Raine’s brows were raised. He was poised on his knees under the desk, hands out to show how empty they were of...Hayden. Where are you going? His eyes asked.

“Should we uh...get you a cushion or something?” Hayden stalled. For what...he wasn’t sure.

Raine chuckled. “Aww. That’s sweet of you to think of, Lord, but I’ll be good for awhile. Get back here and let me blow you away .”

Hayden did so. He squinted at his monitor. Focus, Hayden. It wasn't like this sort of thing was completely new to him. Although 'under the desk' wasn't something he remembered doing or having had done to him, he'd still gotten up to some weird stuff before with his ex. Raine’s hand rubbed his c**k through his pants. Hayden chewed on the inside of his cheek. Hayden felt his belt being undone. He shifted his chair back again, meeting Raine’s curious eyes.

“Just can’t take your eyes off me, huh?” Raine said in a teasing tone. “That’s okay. I understand. I am a solid ten.” Raine moved forward, blocking Hayden from scooting back in and getting back to the computer, positioning himself over Hayden's groin, leaning his torso against Hayden's legs. “So, better idea. We can do it just like this, so you can watch . I promise I’ll be fast. A five minute break won’t kill ya. Unless you want it longer. I can go slow too. I have to be a better sight than that ole thing.”

“Listen, uh, Raine-”

“Mmm?”

Hayden got his thoughts together so he could talk. He didn’t really like that he felt uncertain here. It was probably because he needed to get this project done before he messed around, his subconscious making him feel uncomfortable taking a few minutes off. He had a work ethic for frig's sake. “Okay, you’re uh...really pretty on your knees, babe, don’t get me wrong. But...maybe this isn’t the best time for this.”

“And why not?” Raine batted his lashes, licking his lips. He had guns, that was for sure. For a p********e. More than Hayden would’ve expected, anyway. It was like a completely different person had taken over Raine since their first meeting and interview. And. It...was working for him. But it was also hard to fully process.

Hayden sighed, lips pressed hard together. He really shouldn’t be letting Raine do this. He should be in charge here, and he should exert that. He should order Raine to suck his d**k, not have the guy demand it.

Which was hotter than it should’ve been.

Hayden went with, “you’re still distracting me.”

“Five minutes, remember?”

“I don’t think my work brain wants to shut down even that long, cupcake. It’s not exactly saying ‘let’s have an o****m’ right now.”

“ Alright ,” Raine said, a strange look coming over his face. He looked like he knew something Hayden didn’t. Hayden didn’t care for that. “I think I get it. I need you to do something for me.”

“What? What the hell-?”

“Lean your head back.”

Hayden glared. “Why?”

“Go on, do it.”

“You can’t be serious, tryna tell me what to do like this-”

“Take a deep breath, count to three, let it out.”

“What are you, a doctor or somethin’?”

“ Hayden ,” Raine said, voice clipped. “Do it. I know you can’t take your eyes off me, but you’re ruining this. Focus.”

A tone like that from someone he didn’t know well should’ve pissed him off, but he found himself leaning his head back, not enough to lose sight of Raine but enough to cushion his neck. He should grab this ballsy i***t by the throat and shake some sense into him already-

And yet-

He was Lord Hayden, and he didn’t just let people tell him what to do.

And yet....

That wasn’t always totally one hundred percent true.

“Good...good,” Raine said, rubbing Hayden's thigh with soothing circles. It felt really good. Raine’s warm chrome fingers were full of strength, and they dug into the muscle in just the right way. “ Breathe… Just like that, ” Raine said in a praising tone, one that was starting to go to Hayden's d**k. Raine’s other hand slipped under his many layers, brushing over his abdomen, skin cool, but not in a bad way. Raine's expression lit up with delight. He traced Hayden's skin, the touch light, almost tickling.

“You’re doing so well for me. Good...good boy.”

Hayden tensed. He was about to knee someone in the sternum for that. "Kiddo-"

Raine pulled his hand back from Hayden's stomach. “It’s okay. Relax… Breathe, Hayden. Keep breathing. Close your eyes for me.”

“Nu uh,” Hayden muttered, sitting forward. Raine’s lips tilted down. That was...kind of cute, but Hayden ignored it. “No way. This ain’t working. I thought you were a p********e, not... this . I don’t know what you’re playing at, but this doesn’t seem like s*x to me. I ain’t closing my eyes, sweetcheeks. This...whatever you’re doing is over, kay? No touching unless it’s s*x, remember? Get up.”

Annoyance flickered through Raine’s gaze. Maybe Hayden should’ve been more wary with this one. He was starting to feel it. Raine was probably not someone he should be letting near his d**k. Who knew what ulterior motives this little s**t might have. 

Raine went on before he could say another word, “Hayden, I’m trying to help . We at the Pleasure Palace are sincere in our efforts to bring our clients utmost satisfaction.” His tone was brisk, matter-of-fact. “That’s what this is for. You’re really tense. Like really really tense. I’m trying to help you relax. I mean, at this rate, you should’ve hired a professional massage therapist instead, but here we are.” His voice warmed. “Relax, Lord.” God that sounded so good in Raine’s voice. “It’ll make this so much better . You’re gonna have a hella time coming if you’re stiff as a log.”

He had to admit that Raine wasn’t wrong. Intimacy with someone, especially a dude, one that he didn’t know very well, was making it hard to just let this happen. But Hayden did feel less wary after Raine’s explanation. Slightly. He couldn’t explain it. He just wanted to trust Raine.

That...that was a dangerous thought.

Raine’s other hand went down and pulled up his pant leg. He slid his hand underneath and massaged his calf. He was pretty good at it. “Please? For me? Lord Hayden... Sir...”

“Were you a massage therapist at some point?” Hayden asked. He meant it as a snark, but Raine just shook his head.

“Uh, uh, no personal talk,” he tutted.

Hayden grimaced. Like hell was the little s**t turning the tables here. “That’s my rule. So I can break it if I want.”

“Wow. Must be nice.” Raine’s brows raised.

"Your free to walk out, princess, if you don't like it."

“Fine. I may have taken a class at one time, long time ago.”

“Thought you couldn’t afford school.”

“Fancy tech school is what I couldn’t afford.”

Hayden snorted but let his weight settle back into the soft chair. “‘Kay, too personal. No more rule breaking.”

“If you say so.”

A few moments passed.

“That’s it. Keep breathing.” Raine shifted his position, angling his hand to target another spot. His fingers were still so nice against Hayden's skin. “I’m guessing this is your first time with a man - you don’t have to answer, of course.” God, Raine really was quite an arrogant little s**t to just say that, especially now . Hayden should almost definitely put a stop to that. Honestly, though? He sort of loved it. Confidence in s*x was hot, possibly the hottest thing a person could be. Hayden never really did like the blushing virgin type. Cute in a way, he supposed, but also way too hard to please, didn’t know what they liked, and expected you to do all the work for them. So yeah, Hayden preferred more experienced partners.

So even if Raine didn’t get it right every time, he couldn’t bring himself to stop him.

Raine talked again, “here’s the thing, Sir. Pleasure isn’t all about gender. It’s mostly about giving someone what they want , what they need . In reality, there are many ways to pleasure someone. So as long as you’re open to trying it, there’s so many ways I can make you feel incredible, even as a man.”

Hayden closed his eyes. It was a bit easier to relax not seeing Raine.

Raine’s hand moved out from under Hayden's clothes.

Raine unzipped his pants, pulling them down a ways. Hayden felt airflow across his sensitive skin. “And that’s what I’m going to do, Hayden. I’m going to give you what you need .” A thrill ran through Hayden, so much different than the tension from before. He wanted more.

Raine grabbed his d**k with his human hand. His metal one rubbed Hayden's thigh again, warm and sturdy. Hayden could feel how hard he was in the guy’s grasp. It was almost surprising. He didn’t usually get so hard so fast. This was all so different than any other s*x he’d had. It was usually a lot more violent and had way less of an intro, but he was starting to see the appeal here.

Raine’s fingers squeezed. “Is this alright?” He heard Raine ask. Just a bit of uncertainty was starting to trickle into his voice.

Hayden was annoyed by that. Hadn’t he told Raine he’d let him know if it wasn’t alright? Did the i***t forget? “Shut up an’ hurry up. I don’t got all day, princess.” His voice was rougher than he wanted it to be.

Raine chuckled, voice low with desire. “Your c**k is really hot, sir.” Warmth pooled in Hayden's stomach. Raine tugged, and Hayden sucked in a breath. “I’m gonna suck you so hard you see stars.” Raine went down on him.

Mercilessly.

Hayden clenched his armrests. “ f**k .”

Raine sucked, pulled, let up for a heartbeat and went down again. The entire time, his tongue did absolutely wonderful things against Hayden's c**k, flicking, swirling, tracing his slit. Hayden's breathing picked up against his will, and he felt his toes curling in his shoes. “Raine… Raineie...that mouth is friggin’ filthy, cupcake-”

Raine went faster and sank lower as if encouraged by Hayden's voice. Hayden felt him swallow him whole. It was tight and hot and wet. Hayden's hips bucked up, forcing him deeper into Raine’s soft throat. Raine made a noise and pulled off, letting Hayden's d**k fall. He cleared his throat loudly, maybe even pointedly.

“...Didn’t mean to do that,” Hayden said in lieu of an apology. He opened his eyes and what a sight Raine was to behold, poised between his legs, mouth and eyes wet, cheeks flushed. Okay, even Hayden had to admit… This male w***e looked good like this. Yeah, Hayden could get used this look on him. Doing it with a guy like this wasn’t so bad.

“Well, guess someone’s losing some control of himself.” Raine’s d**k-sucking voice was way too hoarse for that devilish, smug grin he gave Hayden. Or maybe the grin was too smug for...fuck it didn’t matter. Raine winked and went back down on Hayden.

Hayden didn’t think the sight of what was going on would do so much to him. He moaned against his will. Couldn’t stop the way it spilled out, probably giving the kid way too much of an ego boost. Oh well. Hayden knew he was not going to last long at how shameless the little w***e looked doing this to him. It just looked...so effortless for Raine and that was goddamned hot.

“Raineie-” Hayden gasped, resisting the urge to tangle his hand into Raine’s hair. “Nng, I’m- I’m gonna-”

Raine swallowed, deep-throating him, never slowing or hesitating. Raine hummed around his cock...and looked up at Hayden through his lashes. He looked like an absolute demon. Hayden came with a louder moan than he would’ve liked, spilling into Raine’s mouth and throat.

Raine pulled off when he was finished, swallowing it all and smiling up at Hayden lazily. “Well, we definitely went over five minutes, but I’d say you needed this distraction.” He tucked Hayden back into his pants - gently enough - even zipping them up for him.

“Jesus Christ,” Hayden muttered. No one had ever sucked him quite like that before. Raine was really good. So good. “Nice work, kiddo...” he managed, trying to come back to himself. He was almost ready to lean the chair back and grab a nap, but he couldn’t. Still had work to do.

“Yeah.” Raine’s head tilted, a smile ghosting his lips. “You’re...noisier than I expected.”

“Shut up,” Hayden warned, but his voice wasn’t sharp enough for his threat.

“Oh, but it was good . Sir. Nothing like a bit of noise to know I’m doing a good job.”

“I said pipe down, pumpkin… Why don’tcha...go take a break or somethin’. Come back in an hour or so. I do still need to finish this. Then you can...entertain me some more.”

Raine smiled. “Of course.” He finally picked himself up from the floor, and Hayden noted there was no sign of a bulge in Raine’s tight pants. So...had Raine not enjoyed that? Was that pink-faced, open, wet mouthed expression all a show? If the guy was that good at faking… He should probably be more careful with Raine… He watched Raine’s retreating ass for a moment.

But didn’t Raine enjoy doing this job?

He didn’t care, Hayden realized. Raine’s pleasure didn’t factor here. Raine was the one getting paid for s****l favors, not the other way around. If Raine had gotten anything out of this, it would probably have just be an unnecessary bonus, and-

And Hayden had to get back to work.

Damn it, this is exactly why he’d wanted to wait. Focusing was going to be a pain in the ass after this.