"Compared to the universe, you're amazing. Compared to the stars in the sky, you mean everything. Compared to all the clouds, you never rain on me."
Descent-by Ta-ku
THIS WHOLE STORY IS GOING TO BE EDITED chapter by chapter. Please be patient.
It is never my intent to sexualize/fantasize bts. This is a story strictly written from my creation that just so happens to use them as visuals so the bts fandom can come together to read/have fun in the comments/and connect.
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WINTER
Being an online sugar baby is not easy.
It's not just about selling sex. If it was, anyone could do it.
It's about creating a persona, being interesting enough to catch the eye of the depraved.
It takes a special kind of person to intrigue others, to make them pay for everything they need. To make their buyer happy enough to shower them with gifts and affection.
They want a the kind of woman that doesn't exist. The character that is always perfect. Maintains their hair, makeup, and nails. Constantly goes to the gym. And oh? What is food? I don't have any interests, tell me about yours? Who sleeps, breathes, and gags on the precipice of male pleasure.
Only their needs matter, to the woman they pay for. Actor. Escort. Entertainer. Lover.
But that takes time, and sometimes a girl needs money, quicker than she can scam.
Celine knew this, as she walked down the fairly empty sidewalk. The city lights twinkled around her with their glow, a pretty sight. And yet, she rarely felt romanticized by it anymore.
She rarely romanticized anything at all.
The winter air chilled her to the bone, forcing her to wrap her fur coat more tightly around her.
Wearing heels and a nightgown was not enjoyable in zero degree weather. But, even in cold-pricked agony, she was sure it was going to be the most pleasurable part of her night.
Her upcoming appointment was unlike any other she's ever had.
I mean, having an Only Fans takes several clicks and a camera.
It included a routine of fake smiles and lies. Posting pictures with her face covered, body scantily clad.
Videos made upon request. All from the comfort of her home.
And after a while and realization she'd be paid more, occasionally leaving the house to hang on the arm of a guy at least 15 years older, who couldn't fathom a date his own age.
She'd have the highest bidder pay towards her rent for a couple months. No touching but a simple holding of hands, or a slight grasp of her back. Have them pay off her other bills, buy her clothes, and then they were gone.
The only sugar daddy she slept with had become her boyfriend for a short while. But he broke up with her promptly, claiming he couldn't date damaged goods for too long.
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