~Kellin's POV~
The big city is where I've always lived. There is something about it that gives me a thrill every time I walk out my studio apartment and into the streets. There's always something to do, whether it be going to a bar late at night, or visiting your favorite coffee shop in the morning.
For me, my favorite part is the people, and all the money you can get out of them for sex. Yeah, I am a street prostitute. The lifestyle isn't the best one to be living, but its what makes me happy. I like the idea of going to someone's house and being pleasured by them, only to get money in return. Though you don't know if you'll wake up alive the next day, I still very much enjoy what I do.
I'm not alone in this either. I have two other friends who I stay close by in case something does happen, and if we are lucky, all three of us get picked up by the same person.
I check my phone to see the time. 10:21pm. I'm supposed to be on the outskirts of town- the more dangerous, sketchy parts- at 10:30 to meet up with the guys to get a gig for the night hopefully.
The cold breeze of New York nips at my skin, and me only wearing tight leggings and a crop top don't seem to help the situation at all. For now, I can put on my sweater, which I do.
I wrap my sweater around my arms, hugging it tightly to my body to get as warm as possible before I have to take it off to show off my body.
"Come 'ere Kellin," I heard a familiar voice call behind me. I instantly smile.
"Kellin," he said in a teasing tone, as his footsteps came closer to me. I kept walking forward, pretending he wasn't there, and shaking my hips a little to give him a show.
"Don't walk away baby," the man said, his accent sending shivers down my spine as he grabbed my upper arm and turned me to face him.
"Oli, you know I'm not going to give into you so easy," I said and smiled brightly at the man in front of me. His eyes held a look of lust and I knew they would, they always do when he's with me.
"Oh come on babe, you know I'm your best and favorite costumer."
"Yeah but you know I have to meet up with the guys so they don't think I'm dead."
"Just call them or something, I'm desperate and I need you," he said. I almost listened to him. Almost. Oli can convince me to do anything he wants. He has this way of compelling me to do things I never even thought I would do. He pretty much had me wrapped around his little finger, about 90% of the way
"The deal is that I have to, no matter what, meet up with the guys so they don't think I'm dead. No text messages because someone could have kidnapped me and taken my phone, no calling because it could be a voice over, blah blah blah," I explained to him.
"Okay fine, I'll follow you there, your little friends can see you're not dead, then we can go back to my place," he said creating a little plan in his head. I just smiled and nodded, before walking to my destination. I soon heard Oli catching up to me. Once he did, he smacked my butt making me gasp in surprise.
"Damn baby, you been working out? Your ass only seems to get better every time I see you," he laughed and let his hand linger on my ass. What he didn't know what that someone I had been with a while ago said I let myself go, and it made me self conscious. Ever since then for four weeks, I had been working out intensely.
"Really?" I asked, pretending to be unaware of my body.
"Oh yeah definitely," he said, kneading the muscle, seemingly pleased with the results. He pulled me into him when he saw that I had shivered a little, me instantly loving the warmth he provided.
Once we made it to the meeting spot, I had seen Justin and Alan waiting for me, just like every other night. They both gave me a smile when they had seen me.
"Are you off Kells?" Alan asked pointing towards Oli.
"Yeah I am."
"Okay, see you tomorrow then. Have fun crazy kids!" Justin said.
Oli grabbed my arm fast and we rushed in the direction of his house. He lived about five minutes away from the spot which made this more convenient.
As soon as we made it to his house, Oli had me pinned to the bed, squirming underneath his warm muscular body. He was kissing me in a domineering way as his hands traveled the sides of my body. He grinded into me and I bucked my hips up, causing a much needed friction.
I moaned into his mouth as our tongues continued to slow dance with each other. As soon as I heard the 'pop' of his jeans being unbuttoned, I knew it was game on.
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Quick intro. I'm never going to do smut between Oli and Kellin because this is a kellic fanfic not a koli. That being said, they will have sex a lot and I'll either include the very beginning of their adventures or the end. Never the full thing.
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Fiksi Penggemar***EDITING*** Kellin Quinn is your average street whore. By day he is the best friend of Alan Ashby and Justin Hills. By night, the three boys are street whores, looking for a good fuck for some money. That's the only way these young boys can live i...