Grian Oneshots

83 ~ Clubs [S]

SMUT

TW: Prostitution

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Grian wore a short black skirt, a white tank top, and a black mini jacket that only covered his ribs. Black and red striped thigh high socks and black leather combat boots that gave him some inches. His fluffy blonde hair had gold clips keeping the hair out of his eyes.

His boss stood near the club's door, making sure no one attempted anything with Grian.

His boss was named Iskall, and had a very strong Sweden accent. He had fluffy brown hair and a beard, and one green eye, one blue. He was somewhat short, but most around knew not to mess with him.

The person they were waiting on showed up, and Grian wrapped his arms around his neck. The business partner was tall, resulting in the heels on the shoes. He had raven colored hair and a mustache, and always wore a black and white suit with red tie. His brunette eyes were always serious. It was Mumbo Jumbo, more commonly known as Mr. Jumbo. He delivered weapons and hard to get a hold of alcohol to the club all the time.

"Come on, hon. Let's go play~" Grian flirted, his hands wandering down to Mumbo's hands. He pulled Mumbo towards the club door, and Iskall followed.

They walked through the red lit rooms before into the back room. Grian sat Mumbo down on a black sofa, and Grian sat down on his lap. Grian kissed Mumbo, and his hands tangled through the ravenette's neat hair.

"I know you want him, but let's get the business done first, aye Grian?" Xisuma said, sitting down at the end of the table.

Grian whined, and frowned at the owner of the club, and turned around on Mumbo's lap. Grian gently grinded down on Mumbo's lap as the meeting began.

At the end of it, X allowed Grian to pull Mumbo to one of the special rooms. It was one of the rooms for private guests, where strippers or prostitutes would service their customers.

Grian pushed Mumbo down onto the sofa and sat on his lap. He kissed Mumbo while unbuttoning Mumbo's suit. Once Mumbo's shirt was off, Grian began unzipping Mumbo's pants and sucking on the business man's neck.

Grian pulled the pants and underwear off quickly, and looked into Mumbo's eyes. Mumbo flipped Grian's skirt up, and smiled at the lack of underwear.

"How long until they find out?" Mumbo whispered.

"Who knows." Grian responded, sitting on his knees.

He positioned himself above Mumbo's dick, and kissed Mumbo lovingly as he slid onto the dick. Mumbo held on Grian's waist, and helped Grian bounce on his dick. Once seperated from the kiss, Grian began moaning.

Mumbo quickened the pace, causing Grian to throw his head back and smile. Mumbo began sucking on Grian's skin and bit down lightly.

Grian moaned as he got close to his climax. His breath got rapid and smiled goofingly. Mumbo bit down harder as he reached his own climax. Mumbo continued thrusting up into Grian's ass as he rode out his climax, while Grian came all over both of their chests.

Mumbo gently pulled out and hugged Grian gently. Grian leaned against Mumbo as he caught his breath.

"I love you." Grian muttered, smiling.

"I love you too." Mumbo responded, gently kissing Grian's forehead.

Grian stood up and walked over to the cabinet in the corner of the room, and got some of the cleaning supplies. He couldn't help but smile as cum dripped down his thighs.

He brought the picnic style basket to the couch. Mumbo helped Grian clean up, but kisses and 'I love you's were sent back and forth.

Then Mumbo realized he had to tell Grian.

"I'm not gonna be in the city for a few weeks, so this place is gonna have a substitute supplier during then." Mumbo explained.

"What?" Grian asked. "Why haven't you told me?"

"It was last minute..."

...

Grian just escorted the new business man to the sofa and sat down near him but not on his lap. He arranged for a prostitute to service him, and paid her for it out of pocket. It caused his friends to question his actions, but they didn't say anything outloud.

But it did cause Xisuma to check the contract they had with Mr. Jumbo. Yeah, imagine his suprise when he realized there was literally nothing saying Grian had to be present at all, or that Mumbo would get to do whatever he wanted to him.

It seriously caused a lot of questions.

...

Grian smiled as he woke up in his bed being held. His partner had just gotten home last night, so he had made dinner, with miraculously not burning down the house, and welcomed him home.

Grian kissed his lover before leaving the bed to go shower and make breakfast. The shower was quick, and Grian made pancakes and bacon for breakfast. And again, he miraculously didn't burn the house down!

After getting the food cooked, he placed some on a plate to eat, and the rest in the microwave. He walked to the living room to watch tv while he ate breakfast.

His lover soon woke up, and Grian smiled to him before pointing to the microwave, while a peice of bacon mad eit look like he had a snake tongue.

His partner laughed at him, making him flip him off. He loved it however, just as much as he loved him.

He loved his Fiance after all, enough that he would take their weird last name.

Grian Jumbo has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? (It also makes him feel taller.)

...

"Hey Grian, aren't you a prostitute?" Iskall asked.

He wasn't expecting Grian to choke on the drink and look at him confused.

"I'm a bartender." Grian stated.

Iskall stood there shocked.

"But you literally have sex with Mumbo every time he comes to talk business." Iskall said. "Like a prostitute would."

Grian slowly blinked for a moment, before X spoke.

"Actually, Mumbo's contract literally says nothing about prostitutes unless it's a substitute for him at the meeting." X said. "So Grian having sex with him is literally not in the contract at all."

"Maybe not in your contract." Grian joked, taking a sip of his tea in a wine glass so he didn't look out of place.

"You have a contract with Mumbo?" Iskall asked.

Grian nodded.

Grian's shift was over, and because it was literally daytime nothing had really happened, so he was able to leave.

...

Grian and Mumbo sat at the cafe, Grian on Mumbo's lap and leaning against him. His coffee was on the table, while Mumbo was reading a book. Mumbo had one of his arms wrapped Grian, and his face was pressed against Grian's hair. Grian was mostly asleep, so he was confused when Iskall sat across from them and Mumbo's book was on the table.

Confusion was written all across his face, while Mumbo held him.

"When did Iskall...?" Grian muttered.

Mumbo kissed Grian's forehead, before saying something.

"You should sleep, hon." Mumbo said quietly.

Grian nodded, and closed his eyes once again.

"I don't- I don't understand." Iskall said, confusedly smiling.

"Grian and I are fiances." Mumbo said, smiling to Iskall.

"So- That does explain why Grian is only sexual with you." Iskall said, laughing quietly.

Mumbo nodded.