This is a series of oneshots with Tom Hardy's characters. This whole series is around a prostitute and Tom's characters are her clients. Yes,smut to the bone. WARNING: Adults only!
A.N @immortal_melancholy as always a partner in crime and co-writer...
Another day, not so different from the others for Genevieve. She was preparing in a huge luxury suit above getleman's club. Checking casually on clock on the wall. She wasn't a type to be late, but why not to let a man wait just a little. She was sitting in front of the mirror. Thinking about her client.
Yes, every one was different. Some required her to wait for her naked in bed. Some wanted her to wear a special piece of lingerie or clothes. There were the ones, who were nervous just when she asked for their demands.
This one knew exactly, what he wanted. For her to wait in a dress he bought her, to wear high heels and jewelry, that he got her. On a table a bottle with wine and two glasses. A gentleman, who was hiding a savage under the gentle layer. He liked to strip her down from an ear rings to the heels. Slowly, so he could in the end leave her panting and sweating, barely awake.
Genevieve didn't know much about the man. About his job, he was mostly mysterious and he really didn't like, when she was asking about his privacy. Of course, she asked, she tried to dig even behind his back, because.... Well, she was a woman after all, curious.
But apart from conversations about art, mostly, history, he didn't talk about his private life at all. He wasn't type to complain, he didn't see her as a trash can, where he could throw all his complaints, fuck her and go. He saw her as a woman, who made him to relax and forget about everything that was in his life happening.
It didn't took him long to enter the club and take the lift for the rooms upstairs. He knew exactly where he'll find her and he was quite light and delighted to spend time with her. Knocking twice,never forgetting his manners he enters the suit finding her standing before the mirror frame. A smugly smile curves on his lips as he stood for a moment admiring her backside. She looked exquisite,as always.
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Her dark long dress like a glove fit her body exposing her back,he really liked that. Taking few steps closer,he envelope his right hand around her waist from behind and the left one lift her own on his mouth and he gave a gentle kiss on her knuckles. "Is it because we haven't see eachother in long or did you got even more beautiful, darling?" He smirked watching from the reflection,still holding her hand up on his lips.
"I surely prefere the second option," she smiled, looking at him. Yes, some of them would want to hear, I missed you. But Eames wasn't like this and Genevieve didn't miss him. She lived for a moment, not to miss somebody. "I'm really glad to see you again, Eames," she said, what was true. For she would never allow a man, who would she find gross or annoying to see her again. "How have you been?" She turned to see him. "Travelling again," she noticed his skin tanned. "Not for a business," she commented again. He was relaxed and rested, nothing showed hints of fatigue.
Her smirk and pull her closer giving a kiss on her painted red lips. How perfect it was on her,the red shade of her lipstick. "Business and vacation.." he shrugged casually with a wink and he turn around to see the table set with wine and fruits. Heaven,he thought. With a satisfied hum he went to the table and open the wine to serve them two glasses. "Now tell me, darling. How have you been? How terrible were the nights away from me?" He joked cus he knew the answer and pass her her glass.
