At First Blush

Chapter 2

Julian Faircloth stared up at the beautiful building, sinking farther down in his car seat. He was going to do this. He'd made the appointment. He'd committed to it. So why, pray tell, was he skulking in his car like a teenager trying to buy booze?

Temptations was exactly what he needed and by God he was going to get laid tonight or he was going to drive off the bridge. There was only so much a vibrator could do for him at this point. And he missed Alphas. The smell of them, the feel of their thick cock rammed up his ass. He just didn't like the personalities that were attached to those delicious cocks.

He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, took a deep breath, then unbuckled and got out of his car. The slam of the car door felt good, like he was taking control of his destiny. He snorted. He wasn't sure if going to a Heat Hotel was more or less pathetic than shoving a dildo so far up his ass, he could taste the silicone. Maybe less since at least he wouldn't be doing all the work himself. That had to count for something.

He beeped the car, and walked purposely through the parking lot towards the beautiful building. Glass, steel, and black marble. Temptations was the classy older sibling of the love motels that existed in alleyways and empty lots. You wouldn't catch something here, oh no.

He pushed through the frosted glass double doors into the classy interior. The monochromatic theme continued. He looked around, impressed. Marble flooring, tasteful artwork, a honest-to-God waterfall feature on the wall on the right, the rush of the water both peaceful and seductive. Across from where he stood, was the receptionist's desk. A beautiful Beta sat behind the desk. Julian was almost sad to be gay as he traced her face with his gaze.

She looked up her computer, and smiled. "Welcome to Temptations. Do you have an appointment?"

Julian strode over, and smiled, leaning against the counter, fishing out his little invitation/confirmation card. "I got it in the mail. Very fancy. I like your establishment's style."

She smiled, tilting her head a little in interest as her slim fingers brushed his. He shrugged an apology and she quirked a brow at him in understanding. She half turned back to her computer. "Thank you. We pride ourselves on our exquisite services." She scanned the barcode on his card, and the system beeped. She smiled. "Looks like you've filled out all the paperwork already, so we just have an intake form we need you to fill out."

She passed a clipboard across the counter to him. Julian took it, looking down at it. He raised his eyebrows. "Damn. Do y'all really have-" he broke off, cheeks flaming.

"We pride ourselves in our assortment of sexual pleasures offered as well as the accessories for our guests' pleasures." She supplied, though the quirk of her lips, and the gleam in her eyes confirmed his question. Damn.

He nodded slowly, and after some soul searching, put a definitive check mark next to the line add me to the orgy waitlist. He stepped back with the clipboard, before turning all the way around, leaning against the counter. He figured since she was already going to see his answers, he could at least hide his already raging erection as he scanned the list of services he could choose from. Good thing this place was well in his budget. Several visits were suddenly quite necessary.

Once he was done, he turned back around, sliding it back. "I've listed off my preferences, but today I think I just want a basic kind of package."

"All of our packages are exceptional, sir," she said, and Julian smirked. He adored this woman.

"I have no doubt of that. In light of that, can I make another appointment for next week?"

"Of course you can. I'll pencil you in and you can make a choice on your companion after tonight. Work for you?" She smiled, typing something into the computer.

"Perfect. Thank you. Should I take a seat?" He tipped his head at the waiting area that he could now see just beyond her desk.

"Yes, please. And let me know if you want any preparatory items. I'll go check with your room preparations." She gave him another warm smile before she stood, moving from around her desk to go down the hall on the left.

Julian stretched out his back, looking around the place again. Damn. He was so glad that Adam had recommended this place. Of course, Julian would have preferred to fuck Adam, but the Alpha was shockingly impervious to Julian's hints. Or maybe it's because he'd known Julian as long as he had, and Julian's outrageousness was no longer a viable option of flirting. He'd dropped a towel in front of the man for God's sake. Adam had merely given him a sardonic look and sipped his coffee nice and slow.

Julian turned at the sound of heels on the marble, and saw the receptionist coming back. She smiled at him. "We're all ready for you, sir. If you'd follow me?"

He nodded, and shoved his hands in his pockets, suddenly nervous. He was really doing this, huh. He was really going to go in a fancy hotel room, let an Alpha fuck him into the mattress, and then go home and grade essays. He snorted as he followed the receptionist to a door at the end of the long hallway.

"I'm sure we already briefed you on the safety measures, but just to recap, our facilities are unable to be accessed from the outside without clearance. Further, we have an entire floor that is locked off for the exclusive pleasures of Omegas who want privacy and safety for their Heats. Our regular rooms do also have several safety features to make sure that our Omega guests remain in control and safe when with their Alpha companions. None of our Alphas work during their Ruts, nor the week before or after their Ruts." She keyed in a passcode into the door, then swiped a card. She pushed the doors open, gesturing him into a smaller lobby that had six elevators, two per wall.

"Further, all of our Alphas are tested regularly so if you wish to have unprotected sex, simply provide us with your latest lab report and we can set that up for you," she continued, going to the middle left elevator.

Julian didn't catch the rest of her sentence, too preoccupied by the thought of raw, hard Alpha cock deep inside him. "Is it too late to submit that paperwork?" He joked, following her into the elevator.

She grinned at him in the reflection of the elevator door. "Yes, but I can add it to your intake form. Email me your recent labs and I'll file it for you." She offered, pressing the button for the 8th floor.

The ride up was smooth and Julian relaxed his grip on the railing a little bit. The higher the numbers blinked, the more his stomach filled with butterflies. He wanted this. He really did. And nerves were to be expected. Sex with a new partner was always a little risky. This was no different than a hook up. This was a hook up hotel. Everything was fine.

The elevator opened, and just like that, the calm, sultry atmosphere was broken by a cacophony of loud, frantic voices and the sound of pounding footsteps along the carpeted halls.