Jin's POV
Jimin stayed by my side all night. It seems that the trauma he's been through during his last appointment left deep scars on his fragile mindset.
Fortunately, my client doesn't mind having him tag along with us, in fact she seemed much more delighted with the extra eye-candy. Either way, to make up for the small inconvenience, I wore a black low V-neck T-shirt with a midnight blue suit, contrasting my fair skin.
Honestly I feel uncomfortable exposing my body, it makes me conscious of my body and I am slightly uncomfortable with my flaws. Though for the sake of forgiveness, I'll be willing for this once. At least I can gain more than I lose, ain't it?
Happy customers, happy bonuses.
The lady I am in charge today was a rather elegant one, she has long silky hair which reaches are waist, fair skin and innocent yet intimidating eyes. She lifted her wine glass, her long fingers curling around the stem as she place it on her lips, inhaling the desirable scent.
"...fair choice of wine, Seokjin," she said softly, her voice light as a feather which is a wonder that it reached my ears.
"Chateau Jacquet, 2012, perfect for the most elegant lady in the room," I smiled.
With the last sip of the glass, she smiled and gently place her glass on the marble table placed before our round blush pink sofa. She then stood, her dress trailing down her curves.
"Well, I guess I shall be on my way, would you mind showing me out?" she turned and smiled. I felt Jimin tense up beside me, he tends to get nervous around my customers as their aura are quite dominant.
"My pleasure, my lady," I said as I let out my hand, she held it and I lead her out of the room. Jimin stayed back, helping the cleaners clean up the table.
After sending her out, I went back to Jimin, who was holding a cloth and anxiously cleaning up the table even though the table was sparkling clean without a single speck on it. I placed my hand on his arm, scaring him slightly as he lift up his head, his eyes sparkled slightly under the dim-lit lights. I ushered him back into the waiting room, leaving the clean-ups to the waiters and waitresses.
As I went back in, I dragged Jimin into the dressing rooms, opening and locking them once we're in. I turned and grabbed his arm, pulling him close to me as I placed my lips against his fluffy ones. My hands snake down his tiny body and grabbed firmly on his waist, pulling him against my burning body.
He moaned, and it wasn't the first time I heard his sweet pleasure. I attacked him with my tongue, gaining entrance as I waste no time to devour his sweetness. He resisted at first, but slowly he melted into my embrace, loosely hanging his arms on my shoulders as he tried to find balance.
"Jimin...", I groaned as I continued to drive the man in my arms crazy.
He gasped, moaned so loud I wouldn't be surprised to see people gathering outside listening to our slight make-out session.
Eventually, I stopped, letting Jimin go and I saw the satisfied slumped look on Jimin's face. He was in a daze, his cheeks now flushed from either taking to much alcohol or the intense pleasure I gave him, I choose the latter.
He held onto my shirt, his body on mine as I support our bodies on the door. His breath tickled my chest which was exposed and him leaning on it. I caressed his soft hair, smoothing out the hair tangles as I wait for him to get over the overly sensitive aftermath.
While waiting, I roamed my hands on his hair, slowly down his neck, then his back and down his waist. With my hands roaming naughtily on his body, Jimin let out another soft moan, this time his head lifted up on my shoulder, his erotic voice right next to my ear.
I lifted my head, adjusting my body so Jimin wouldn't feel something growing. Unfortunately, I bucked up and Jimin yelped on the sudden impact, my buddy right in between his thighs, rubbing just between his thighs.
He gasped, moaning more as he grabbed a fist full of my shirt, tugging me closer to him.
I pecked on his lips before pulling him away from me, giving this sexual tension to a stop.
Jimin whined, his erection growing painfully in his pants as he looked at me in confusion. I smiled and held him up, letting him stand on his feet.
"Not now, Jimin, soon," I cooed as I open the door and left, leaving a pretty much sexually frustrated Jimin behind.
As I went through the corridor, my phone rang.
Grabbing my phone from my back pocket, I took a glance at the caller ID before answering it.
"Tae, what's it?" I said, exiting the building to head off to my next client's house.
"Hey Jin, I think I have something you might like," Taehyung said, sounding a little breathless.
"Oh? So you want me to drop by your place?"
"No, I am not at home, in my secret, uhhh," a weird sound came from the phone. I arched my eyebrows as patiently await for Taehyung. Apparently, it took quite awhile.
"So yeah, I found a little info about your case and I can't wait to share it to you," Taehyung said after a few more questionable sounds.
"Taehyung, I thank you for bringing me the good news but what exactly is this info?" I grumbled, searching for my client's place and I silently cursed at the terrible handwriting my manager gave me.
"Meet me at 10 a.m. tomorrow, I'll tell you then," Taehyung finally said.
I mentally rolled my eyes. "You do have an option of texting me dipshit," Ah, found it.
"Ugh, ah, ah, I-I'm sorry but, ugh, harder, he likes it when, mhm, someone's l-ngh-listening," Taehyung said as the sounds of the background from his side consists constant bumping sounds.
I sighed, he did not just did that.
"What are you doing?" I asked, mentally dead.
"Repaying the kindness."
"By?"
"Getting a good fuck," I can feel his smirk through the phone.
"You sick little bastard," I muttered.
"Touche, ngh, by the-oh yes-way, good luck at your job! Byeee~ ng-" He hung up.
I look down at my phone, what a kinky friend I have but who am I to judge?
Sighing once more, I rang the doorbell as I numb my heart and put a plastic smile on my face.
Going through hell again and again.
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