A yelp comes from far off, sounding somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Yes?”
He turns my way again. “I wanted to see what it was like to have another man suck me off. Okay? Is that detailed enough for you?”
I’m almost disappointed.
His request is pretty tame. Simple, by Zenith standards. I was almost hoping he’d say he wanted to learn to fight so that I could teach him some self-defense.
And put him in his place a little.
I nod at him. “I can find a man who would be frothing at the mouth for an opportunity to suck off a new guy. Let’s head into the backyard and I guarantee you’ll get what you need. I’ll watch while he does it, to make sure you don’t end up bleeding or in handcuffs again?—”
“Not… not some random guy.”
I turn back to him. “You have preferences? Zenith’s not that big, my guy. If you only want to get sucked by a guy with specific attributes, I can’t necessarily guarantee that.”
He won’t speak for a moment.
I can see his eyes looking me over, glancing from my arms to my stomach and chest before he looks me in the eye again.
Blue eyes. Pretty ones.
“I want it to be you.”
Cute.
And very reckless.
He has no idea how dangerous it is to say that. No clue what I actually come to Zenith nights for, and how quickly I could turn this situation into a very bad one for him.
Lucky for him, I’m not going to do any of that.
I have other plans for tonight.
And they definitely don't involve sucking cock for a guy who acts like a little deer in the woods that can’t handle confrontation.
I bite my lower lip, looking the guy up and down again. Whoever he is, he’s so piss-scared of a place like this that he’s dressed like a guy trying to mug a convenience store, almost every inch of him covered up.
You’re that nervous, and yet you’re willing to take a bet that I won’t hurt you?
Very, very bold indeed, newbie.
And not going to happen.
“I save you from getting mauled by that guy, and you try to repay me by giving me the sheer privilege of suckingyouoff?”
He stands a little taller, adjusting his mask as he watches me.
“You asked why I was here. That’s why.”
Something smolders behind his gaze. Something needy enough that it’s tempting.
But not enough to sway me.
I hum, breaking his gaze as I turn and head back through the sheer curtains into the room.
“I don’t suck other guys’ dicks,” I call back to him. “I think you should suck mine, instead.”