First for Everything

Friday Night

Rowan is sitting across from me in my office.
"Okay, here's what I'm thinking," I pause writing down names.
"I'm okay with everyone on that list, I don't want the whole attention on me, I want it to be intimate but casual. Toran told me about what you used to do at the club," he clears his throat pausing, "where you would have subs entertain you and talk about business. I want it to be like that, but not you and him talking directly."
"Okay, I'll call in everyone except Toran for now, I'll set up an area and plan it, I'll need other staff, I'll ask Baz to cover doors and we'll close the restaurant tonight," I pick up the phone calling Ezra, asking him to come to my office to discuss a scene, he arrives immediately.
"You needed me? Oh, hello," he says to Rowan, "I'm Ezra, you're Rowan, right?"
"Yes, nice to meet you." Rowan responds standing up. "I better get back, meet at six?" I nod.
"Hi Ezra I was wondering if you could participate in a scene, tonight. Are you busy?" He shakes his head and I continue, explaining the basics of Rowan and Toran's relationship, my relationship with Jordan and Valen, and Ainsley and Corey's role if they permit.
"Jordan is expected to wait, but if you get bored you can do, reasonably anything outside of intercourse, with his permission. Corey may or may not flirt but the main purpose is for them to just be there. Is that in your comfort zone?"
"So far so good. Will we all share safe words?"
"Light system, red for stop, yellow for slow, green for go. I'll have you sign here while I get Ainsley and Corey. Thank you for doing this," I get up from my seat and walk to the kitchen where Ainsley and Corey are.
"Do you two only make out in here, jesus." Corey and Ainsley look up startled.
"Yes," Corey laughs pushing Ainsley slightly. "What do you need?"
"To see you two in my office to discuss a scene. Follow me please," I lead back to my office.
"What is this about boss? Three years of fucking with Valen?" Ainsley laughs like he didn't expect to say that himself.
"Funny, no, a group scene, sort of. I've called Ezra here,"
"Hey."
"To discuss a scene designed for Toran. Remember our old 'business deals' together?"
"Of course I do, what are you proposing?"
"Let Corey do whatever you two like while I pretend to talk shop with Ezra, and Toran and Rowan have fun, and Jordan watches. You're welcome to say no, or leave at any time, or use the light system, just no public intercourse, not my rule," I smile giving Corey and Ainsley paperwork to sign for the scene.
"Well, I'm down, as long as I don't have to touch grouchy, but newbie here...." Corey signs his name while eying Ezra, Ezra swallows.
"Corey..." Ainsley warns.
"No one's going to touch 'grouchy' but Rowan. What you do to Ezra is between the three of you. It's eleven, I have company coming, Ainsley and Corey you can go back to the kitchen, thank you, we'll meet in the 1st section at six. I'm going to close the kitchen early." Ezra smiles holding back a laugh while Ainsley shakes his head at his sub.
"Will you stay to discuss? My partners are coming in soon." There's a knock at the door and it opens to Valen in her lingerie and a leather jacket that I specifically told her not to put on, I'll let it slide. Jordan behind Valen in the same leather dress and a man bun of sorts.
"Of course," Ezra looks to the door smiling at Valen, standing, and reaching out his hand to Jordan, "Ezra," he directs at Jordan, turning to Valen, "it's nice to see you again."
"It's nice to see you too, this is Jordan," Valen moves out of the way as Jordan waves, looking up and shaking his hand. Well, that was cute in ways I don't care to explain.
"Ezra's going to be a part of a scene with Ainsley, Corey, Rowan, and Toran. No one's expected to touch another couple, however Ezra's the only single, and while I've had many scenes like this with Valen, but Jordan, you're both new. So, as long as you are comfortable you can just watch, or do more with Ezra. Is that okay lovely?"
"Yes," Jordan swallows, "as long as Ezra is comfortable."
"I am," Ezra responds to the open ended question.
"As has been discussed previously there's not going to be any intercourse, in the lines of reason everything else is allowed. Valen, Jordan, these are for you to sign. If either of you are uncomfortable at any point please communicate that, safeword, or simply say so, we can leave or slow down at any time. We're going on a light system tonight, green for go, yellow for slow down, red for stop." I finish talking and Ezra leaves saying he'll return at six.
"Is there a reason you're wearing more than you were told Valen?" I grab her waist locking the door.
"I was cold Amante."
"I'm sure it was more than that, with the scene tonight I'm postponing my promise, I have some work to do. Best behavior tonight, there's no tide turning, do you understand? I am not your sub, this does not go both ways, not yet. I can't promise that it ever will."
"I understand. I love you." Valen kisses me.
"I love you both. Jordan, come here," I kiss Jordan. "Let's go there's work to be done."
I kiss Valen and chop onions until 12pm when I shut down the restaurant and start calling in friends and post an online ad for bouncers. Speaking of bouncers I call Baz asking if he wants to work for extra cash, not that he needs it.
"Um, yeah that's fine, can we talk in your office?" Baz responds, heavy French accent I seem to forget he has.
"Of course," there's been entirely too many people in my office today. I start cleaning my desk filing away all the paperwork discussing the scene and shredding Mai's and Quinn's member paperwork, other than the contract agreement that Mai broke. Good thing I went to school planning on being a lawyer.
"Hi Drake," Baz enters my office.
"I won't pay you if you call me that."
"Understood. Let's talk, $20 an hour tonight,"
"For seventeen dollars an hour. I could find someone else to do it for $15, it's six hours," I sit down.
"And Zen and I still pay to enter the club? No thank you," Baz laughs.
"You don't pay to enter the club, those are investments, you made. I have the paperwork..." I reach down to one of my drawers, not the one I keep finances in, he doesn't know that.
"Okay, seventeen dollars an hour, fair game," he shakes my hand.
"Sign here, you understand." I pull out a printed contract agreeing to seventeen dollars an hour, January 9th, 2022, Baz Moulin, Elijah Drake, blah blah.
"I do," he signs and I lead him out of my office to the bar. Pouring two whiskeys, mine on the rocks, of course.
We sit there and talk for a while, I bartend, and Baz leaves to go home and get dressed. Around then I start to get tired of working by myself and Toran comes in for his shift.
"Hey boss," Toran says as he takes off his tie, which for whatever reason he was wearing.
"Hey, leather pants huh, don't tell me it's because Rowan thinks they're hot, I know," I laugh at the memory of shopping with him and the trying to convince me to buy leather slacks.
"I don't base my pant choices on him," Toran breaks eye contact to his boyfriend walking out
"Hi hot stuff, took my advice on the pants I see?" Rowan kisses him leaning in and hugging him. I smirk.

January 9th, 2022