He was nervous. Pacing around the room, his black hair still wet from the shower he had just taken, counting the dollar bills in his hand over and over again. He had more than enough, although he would pay more. He’d pay a lot more. Shaking his head in attempt to get those thoughts out of his head, worrying about what people would think if they saw her, making her way up to the hotel suite, he went into the bathroom once again to check himself out in the mirror. He looked confident, yet his eyes were widened in anticipation and anxiousness. It would probably change once he saw her, he’d forget everything other than how much he wanted her. But still, he had never done anything like this before and secretly he hoped that she would go easy on him even though he wasn’t so sure whether he would go easy on her.

A soft knock on the door interrupted his thoughts and he was kind of glad because he had started driving himself nuts. He composed himself, straightened his shirt, cleared his throat and went to open.

Red lips. That was the first thing he saw. Red, luscious lips. His mind instantly started painting pictures of those lips on him, everywhere on his body. As he looked into her big eyes he could tell that she had figured out what he was thinking about, a little smirk, making her glow even more. The short dress and high heels she was wearing, making her legs look endlessly long, her hair tousled, she looked so sexy, he was already growing hard inside his pants.

Her scent almost drove him mad as she walked past him into the room, he couldn’t help but check her out, just wanting to rip that dress off her right now. He had lied to himself, he was still nervous, despite his ever mounting desire. How could he not? She sat down on the bed and seductively crossed her legs, leaning back, not letting him out of her sight.

‘You know time is money, right?’ she said, her voice low and raspy.

He nodded, a little bit embarrassed. ‘How much?’

‘Depends on what you want me to do.’ she replied, more confident than he would have imagined.

‘Well, what do you do?’ he asked back. Let’s go all the way.

‘Anything you want me to.’

His mouth instantly went dry, his heart skipping a beat or two and he realized how little prepared he was for this. He hadn’t even thought about what he wanted. How he wanted it. How he wanted her. Couldn’t he just decide as they went along?

He reached for the envelope full of the money he had counted earlier on.

‘That’s too much.’ she pointed out after looking inside.

‘I’m undecided.’ he said and that made her smile.

She knew what to do. He was obviously nervous, despite obviously wanting her, the bulge in his pants was the evidence. It was normal and she knew how to handle the situation. Putting the money aside, she got up from the bed and walked over to him, he stood pressed against the dresser, holding on to it but instantly moved his hands around her waist as she approached him. Her face came close to his and he leaned in for a kiss but instead of giving in she just nudged his nose with hers and grazed his cheek with her lips. He could feel her lashes fluttering against his skin, tickling him, he could smell the sweet scent of her skin and hair, he wanted her with all his five senses. In a forceful move she dragged him away from the dresser but didn’t bother settling on the bed just yet. Instead she started circling him, pressing her body against his like a cat, her fingers running over his strong shoulders. He was so fine. She would have done him for free.

‘Have you decided yet?’ she asked him, eyes staring deep into his.

‘How about a little bit of everything?’ he blushed but when she smiled an approving smile, he eased again.

Finally she pressed her lips on his for a long needed kiss. Tasting as good as she looked, he immediately sneaked his tongue into her mouth and felt the vibration of the low moan she let out as he did. Her hands were already on his chest, she had started unbuttoning his shirt and a shiver ran through his whole body as he felt her fingertips on his skin. It felt so forbidden, she felt so forbidden. Reaching down to her butt, his hand traveled under her dress, feeling the lace she was wearing underneath. He was actually glad that she did wear panties, knowing that if he took off that dress to find her completely naked it would have been too much for him. She was still attached to his lips, stripping off his shirt, too lost in the moment to admire his beautiful body. His eager hands were about to pull down the zip of her dress but before he could do anything else, she dropped down to her knees, grabbing his hips just to turn him around and sit him down on the bed in front of her. He wanted to say something, do something but one stern look from her and he knew there was no point. Also really, he liked this. After all that's why she was here. To do what he had asked her to do in the first place. To do her job. And she did it very well.

Still staring into his eyes, she unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans and pulled them off in a smooth move. She had been right, the evidence didn’t lie. Spreading his legs and positioning herself between them she glided her hands over his thighs, soft hair tickling her palms. His nervousness was still there and his heavy breathing was a combination of it and his excitement. He wanted to reach for her again but she playfully slapped his hand away and shook her head.

‘Hands or mouth?’ she asked with a cheeky smile.

Did she just really ask him that? ‘Both?’ he returned, raising his eyebrows to portray his insecurity.

Not that there had been a need for this question. But it was part of the deal. So she reached inside his briefs, finding him hard and throbbing, his body slightly jumping at her touch.

‘Relax…’ she whispered and he gave her a look that said ‘Easier said than done’.

But there was no messing around. He had ordered her here for sex, not for sweet talk. So with one smooth move she took him into her mouth, ignoring his physical plea as he drew back a little bit at the sensation of it. Her tongue started playing with the tip of his cock, little flicks that she knew would make him lose all control. She had him in a steady grip, moving up and down while she was sucking and teasing. Loving the feel and taste of him, loving the look of pure pleasure on his face, his head arched back and his hands holding on to the sheets of the bed. It turned her on so much. He just looked absolutely gorgeous. Still licking the full length of him, her hand wandered down to cup his balls, feeling soft as opposed to the hard part of him in her mouth. He let out a sigh and pressed into her now, giving her a content smile. Her index finger travelled even further down, finding that special spot, pressing against it. He jumped again and his sighs were replaced by deep moans. Unable to sit up any longer he leaned back on the bed, kind of wanting her to join him.

‘Can you…can…just…come here.’ he murmured and she looked up at him, a little bit disappointed, she had expected him to let her finish what she was doing down there.

But after all, this was his party and she was there to entertain him. So she did as she was told and crawled up on the bed where he grabbed her and pulled her close for a kiss. She wondered if he could taste himself on her tongue, sweet and sticky. Her lipstick was a bit smeared now, sexy, and he giggled at the thought of her leaving her marks all over him. Now if only this dress was out of the way. But again, she was quicker than him and started kissing his neck, sucking the delicate skin there, down to his chest, teasingly licking his nipples, while her hand reached down again to wrap around him. Somehow, hardly being able to manage all the sensations, he finally found the zip of her dress for a second time and this time, he pulled it down.

‘You could have just told me to undress, you know?’ she said and took it off just to throw it on the floor.

He just smiled a sheepish smile. ‘These too.’ He pointed at her little black panties. And she did as she was told.

What a beauty she was, naked in front of him. He felt more comfortable now, not being the only one exposed. It was weird, but he was still nervous. Excited, aroused, but nervous. However, so was she. She knew how to play, that didn’t mean she was an expert at the game. On the contrary, at the moment she did a better job acting and pretending. How could she not be struck by this man? How could she not be touched by how sincerely he needed and wanted her? Maybe it was just her but she felt as if that was it, he wanted her, not just her body, not just the sex. Maybe that’s what made her so edgy. There was no time to continue this thought, as he nodded towards the bed and she lay down on it, his dark eyes piercing hers. If it wasn’t for the circumstances she would have perceived him as an innocent little boy in a man’s body. But he was about to show her how wrong she had been. Gliding over her soft skin, his long fingers tickling her, she felt slightly helpless but she didn’t dare to let it show. He had paid her to do exactly what he wanted her to, not for her to have her way with him. He wanted a little bit of everything, he would get a little bit of everything. Kissing her again, he covered her body with his, she could feel his erection pressing against her thigh but he made no move to enter her just yet. At the moment it actually felt as though he had no notion of doing exactly that. Not that it was uncomfortable but she’d rather have him just fuck her.

His soft hands framing her face, he intensified his kisses as she started rubbing herself against him, her back arching and her hands roaming over his body. It wasn’t like her to lose control like that, to let it affect her like that, but somehow she couldn’t help herself. That was probably what he wanted too and as she reached down to grab his cock once again, he wouldn’t let her, instead he pinned her arms to her sides and his mouth began its travels down her body. Hadn’t he asked her here to do things for him? To him?

His tongue dipped into her belly button and it made her giggle, when his hands let go of her arms and found her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples that had already hardened, that giggle turned into a sigh.

‘So you’re paying to spoil me?’ she finally asked, his mouth wandering further south.

‘I’m paying to do whatever the hell I want with you.’ and as if he had read her mind. ‘To you.’

With that he dove his tongue into her, still looking up to meet her eyes, a sheepish smirk on his face. That bastard. She had come here to do her job and now this. Of course she didn’t dare to retreat, for the time being, he owned her. And it wasn’t anything to complain about. Just unforeseen.

His tongue caressing her insides, he brought his fingers to her bud, started brushing it like a feather. A loud moan escaped her mouth and she had to urge herself not to shove him away, it was almost like torture and she wanted it to end, just for something else to start. But of course, he kept going, unimpressed by her reaction, at least that’s what it seemed like. The truth was, his brain wasn’t even able to grasp what was happening, his stomach was doing flips. He almost said it, almost ended it, just because of these feelings controlling his mind. But he had started it, it had been his idea, now he had to end it. Not just yet, though.

‘Turn around.’ he commanded, trying his best to sound fierce, but not too fierce, kissing her thigh.

She looked at him, hiding a little smile and turned onto her belly, before she could even settle, she felt his lips on her butt, his hands on her back, gliding up and down her spine. When he softly bit her, she couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh for which he slapped her just as softly and leaned over her to kiss the back of her neck before letting out a giggle himself. The anticipation was killing her, the feel of him hard against her, his whole body covering her's again, she couldn’t help but raise her hips, giving him the official invitation. And he accepted, sliding his hands underneath her for support, slightly propping himself up while still kissing her shoulder, he finally entered her. He got so deep, the sensation was almost too much and she had to grab the pillow for hold. She was dying to see his face and as if he had known, he pressed his cheek on hers, nuzzling her skin while he kept going. Slowly at first, giving her time to adjust but as she reached back to caress his neck, moaning in ecstasy, he increased his pace. She wanted to move but he held her in a strong grip, controlling her. This is what she had wanted all this time. This is what she had come for. And although it was new, it was amazing. All she could feel was him, slamming the full length of him into her, his forehead pressed onto her shoulder, now his fingers finding her clit again, stroking, while holding her up, her butt on his groin. He had no idea how much longer he would be able to keep up, he wasn’t even able to think straight. Her sweet taste still on his tongue, her scent, so sexy, her body, all his, her red lips parted in pleasure, eyes closed and her hands grabbing him, grabbing anything for support. Somehow he had to stop himself.

‘No!’ she protested as he slowed down his moves, only to remain inside of her, pulsating and still.

He didn’t say a word, just kept grinding his fingers against her, kissing and licking her skin, shutting her up again except for her soft moans. As if to get him moving again, she tightened around him, that alone driving him crazy. They had forgotten all the rules. They had forgotten their deal.

‘Please!’ she pleaded and turned her head to kiss him, her mouth feeling hot and moist like the rest of her.

Although he loved the feeling, being buried inside of her, so deep that he could feel both of their heartbeats, the same fast rhythm, he couldn’t do this to her. So he pulled back and just when she was about to start protesting again, pushed hard into her again. She buckled beneath him and pressed her head into the pillow to cushion a little scream. Reaching for him again, scratching his neck, she wasn’t in pain but still he kissed her again to make sure. Just smiling a satisfied smile, she nodded. A sign for him to keep doing exactly what he was doing. His thrusts were deep, hard, but still slow as if he wanted to lengthen every second of them being together. There was nothing she could do. Nothing she could say. Not even if she wanted to, she was incapable. He had her exactly where he wanted her, giving her pleasure in every possible way. She didn’t even care why and how anymore. It was all too much. Him, inside of her, him touching her, him, kissing her, him, his body, his embrace. She murmured his name, signaling him how close she was, signaling him how urgent it was. And so it was for him. He started moving a bit faster, putting more pressure into everything he was doing. At this very moment he wasn’t so sure whether he could actually feel his legs, whether he could feel anything else but her and the feeling she was giving him. Then he felt her feeling the same, as she quivered in his arms, longing for his touch more than ever. With his eyes pressed shut, head pressed against her skin, both damp with sweat, he came just as hard as her, with her. As he spilled into her, still moving, still making her whole body tremble, it wasn’t just a physical relief.

She knew he was thinking the same when he collapsed on top of her, sighing and giggling at the same time, placing exhausted kisses on her skin. He was still inside of her and she loved that feeling, but she also needed to stretch and he kept her from moving.

‘Babe, get off me now!’ she begged and tried wriggling herself out of his tight hug.

He groaned in disapproval but rolled off her, only to lay down next to her and instantly pull her close for another cuddle. This time she gave in, although her whole body was aching, she snuggled up to him, head on his chest.

‘If you really had to pay me every time, you’d be SO broke.’ she said and he blushed. Their little game was over but the adrenalin was still there.

‘Well you wouldn’t charge me, would you?’

‘Hmm, no. But you do owe me breakfast in bed for a week.’ she replied, stealing another kiss from him.

Notes

I truly hope this was a 'treat' for you...lemme know what you think and if you liked this one, I shall post more soon! ;)

PS: I didn't tag this because this could more or less be about anyone. I wrote this years ago with no one in particular in mind. So technically this isn't exactly 'My Chemical Romance Fan Fiction' but since I'm sharing all my other stories here, I thought why not. Plus I gotta admit, Gerard came to mind when I reread it again after all this time. ;)