Birthday Request Event - 2024

Gift 21 - Silvers Rayleigh x cisfem!Reader

Gift Details ♥
Reader Style: cisfem
Character: Silvers Rayleigh
Vibe: NSFW Consensual
AU: Canon -- I am so sorry this is NOT canon au, forgive me.
Prompt: Only One Bed 

Summary: There's only one room, and it's your first time meeting one Silvers Rayleigh.

Content Notes: age gap, accidental edging, fantasizing about an older man, letting him help you orgasm. This would have more but it was already 2k words and I had to STOP.

This birthday party is 18+, consensual unless explicitly stated otherwise, and BYOB

You looked over at the older gentlemen standing by you at the reception desk of the hotel. He was older, easily twice your age, you were sure, but he looked comfortable in the suit. Long silver hair, and a well-trimmed goatee. If you had to guess, you imagined he owned a business or two.

"Does the room have a sofa?" You question, and the desk clerk taps some keys.

"Yes ma'am." She replies. "A single king and couch. I'm afraid it doesn't appear to be a pull-out couch."

"That's fine." You assure her, looking back toward the gentlemen. There was an amused look on his face, and you were certain he already knew what you were going to propose. "You seem an honorable sort, and neither of us have any other option anyway. As the shorter of the two, I'll take the couch, if you're amenable?"

"When you put it that way, young lady, it would be rude of me to disagree." He says in an easy voice. "As I am receiving the greatest comfort, I insist on paying for the room."

Nothing about his demeanor or offer leaves you concerned. If he's a beast in sheep's clothing he wears them well enough that there'd be no saving you anyway.

"Very well, but in that case I'd like to treat you to dinner, if you haven't yet eaten?"

"The restaurant is open until 11," the desk clerk interjects. "You have plenty of time to leave your things in the room before getting a table."

"Seems that settles things then." He takes his card from the clerk and extends a hand to you. "Silvers Rayleigh."

You take the offered hand and give it a firm shake, giving him your name as well.

After taking your things up to the room, and sure enough the couch wasn't the pull out style with a spare bed hidden under the cushions, you both head back down to the restaurant. The food was good, and the atmosphere was comfortable. Soft music played in the background and you were able to converse while you ate.

Rayleigh was an excellent conversationalist. You talked about your respective jobs, what brought you to this city at the same time. Two different conventions it seemed, which would explain why the hotels were filled to the brim. You weren't wrong about him either, while he insisted he was retired, Rayleigh was the owner of several businesses, most of which he had passed down to others.

Mentor and adviser were the only jobs he did anymore, but he did enjoy the conventions to keep an eye on any up and coming talents. The simple pleasures of a simple man, as he said. Though you doubted there was anything simple about him at all.

You'd stayed at the restaurant until it was nearly ready to close, losing track of time in the comfort of conversation. Returning to the room, you traded off rights to the bathroom while getting ready for bed. The front desk had delivered a few spare blankets and pillows, with a small note about their appreciation regarding your kindness during the check-in process.