Midnight Sparkle

Chapter 3

⚠️ Warning - NSFW ⚠️
R!Ciel - Ciel Phantomhive
O!Ciel - Vincent Phantomhive Junior.

Who said Adrian found meaningless sex with customers easier than talking to them? Whoever it was was fucking wrong on so many levels. I mean, it was Adrian himself but he could never admit such a grievous mistake. He can give a middle-aged straight man a bj while he moans his wife's name aloud and sneak out the hotel room window, that's easy. Seeing the Phantom lying in bed before him is the most nerve-wracking moment of his life. He suddenly becomes hyper aware of his own blushing, frantically pulling down his fringe before his face, the drool falling from his mouth 'discreetly' wiped on his sleeve. His leg is bouncing, everything is sweating - and he just had a shower!

He peeks through his hair, bad move as the Phantom's big dick energy is swinging right in front of him. The Phantom beckons him close with a crooked finger, lips slightly parted and inviting. Just to stop having to look at this, he lunges on top of the Phantom, crashing their lips together aggressively. He reaches up, threading long fingers and shapr nails through the Phantom's sea blue strands. His hair is shining and silky smooth, all the sensual words beginning with 's' to describe the Phantom's body as the epitome of that's letter's seductive omomatophoeia.

A hand presses down on s head with increasing pressure, leading his mouth down the Phantom's collarbones. He licks and sucks them, a bit out off by the tense silence but feeling his own member swell up and another on his torso. It seems rude to ask how big it really is. His tongue is forcibly dragged down to the Phantom's baba, letting it hover there. Adrian squeezes his eyes shut, feeling so much better. This is what he needs, this is where his talents lie and he feels a drive to work for the praise of the Phantom.

His mouth is stretched by the head of the Phantom's cock. His jawline pops and as his tongue swivels around the head he feels hips buck into his face, a light moan emitting from the warm body above him. Fuck, this is so arousing and for the first time he has an election from a client. It makes his face heat up and subspace kicks in, making him work aggressively to please this mysteriously sexy man.

His energy drains quickly and thankfully the Phantom's cock is coated in a slick layer of Adrian's seemingly endless amount of available spit. He feels the hand in his hair again, wrenching his head off the dick and up. He's forced to look into his client's eyes and is paralysed with fear, unable to rip them away from the Phantom's gaze.

The Phantom's eyes are steely and dancing with sadistic pleasure. They're a strange shade Adrian can't name and that adds to how harsh they seem. Has he done something wrong, what's happening? "Get on the bed," is the order, whispered in a smugly pleased tone. "Good boy,"

Adrian slinks off the Phantom, grateful for a way to hide his erection in the bedsheets. "Condoms?"

"What?" Adrian looks up suddenly.

"Condoms!" The Phantom barks impatiently.

"Y-Yes - M'sorry," Adrian rifles through  his pockets and pulls out a Durex, reaching back and blindly handing it to his client. The Phantom takes it and hisses a curse under his breath. Adrian'a heart beats faster and harder if that's even possible. What's wrong?

"This the biggest you have?"

"Uh... yeah,"

"Shit, it'll have to fit..." his voice fades to grunts as the Phantom struggles to roll the condom over his head. It's kind of funny and Adrian muffles his laughter into the sheets. Can't get caught laughing by a client... it feels delightfully forbidden.

Eventually Adrian feels hands spread his thighs apart from behind, tugging off his black skinnies. There's the panic again and he takes a deep, sharp breath, exhaling quickly and taking another breath in tepid arousal. He feels the Phantom's hand slide up his back and grip his hair harshly once again - the man has a hair-pulling kink it seems. Nothing Adrian can't handle, or it wouldn't be if the Phantom wasn't so hot. He can't help let out a slight moan.