“yeah… i’ve always been told i look young i guess… i mean i’m 23. turning 24 in april so i’m not that young.” birdie giggled softly as she ran her fingers through her hair. “are you having a nice night though?”
His smile brightened a little as she spoke. She seemed sweet, but he was terrible at reading people upon first meeting. “That’s only a month away. I will try to remember that.” His hands dove into his pockets. “It’s been a great day, lazy and uneventful. How’s your night so far?”
She smirked. “Norah. What about you Mr. Smug Face?” She smiled, a playful glint in her eye. He wouldn’t know that she was an escort, her wig not being on so that her naturally light brown hair fell to her shoulders. It felt nice to not have to put on any of her white blonde wigs today.
He nodded. Boy, he was a smug son of a bitch sometimes. “William McCallister,” he said with a grin. “Mr. Smug Face is nice, too.” He wasn’t always on the lookout for an escort to hide away with for an hour or two. Sometimes simple conversation was nice. Undoubtedly, orgasms were better, but he liked to chat without the expectation of something needing to happen after the talk. “You look like you’re either ready for yoga,” evident by what she wore and carried, “Or about to stop a bank robbery.”
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tobias stirs awake, if only minutely, head turns toward the others sleeping form, a lifelong friend who he never expected to come here. there comes a sigh from his lips, it had been too long since he’d seen will face to face. a familiar sensation presses to the pit of his stomach, he has to pee because of course he does. sitting up, he doesn’t expect the other to be awake if the closed eyes were any indication. and yet a hand snakes it’s way between his legs, he’s only half hard but its enough of a handful. he laughs letting his body flop back down, “mmm I have to pee, can you hold that thought?”
Even he never would’ve guessed he’d be in a place like the hotel, but Will gave into temptation and badgering to at least check it out. It was safe to say that he was enjoying his time at The Votive more than he thought. William wouldn’t have guessed he’d run into Tobias the night before, but he was glad it happened. A groan left the man under the covers, eyes still closed. “I like what I’m already holding…” Reluctantly, he released Tobias, and rolled onto his back with a sly smirk. He opened his eyes, and glanced toward the man beside him. “I forgot how great you look in the morning. You almost seem innocent and laid-back,” he teased.
Jas could’ve corrected him on his mistake, but the petite blonde saw an opportunity instead to have some fun. Flipping her hair over her shoulder with a manicured hand, the girl sat down beside him. “Not really, but it’s take your daughter to work day, my dad brought me. He’s been gone for some time though, he went into a room with a big burly man so they could ‘talk business’. I wonder what’s taking so long…I heard strange noises coming from the room too…”
William’s expression faded, and he glanced around for a moment. For a moment, she actually had him a little jarred. She did look very young, after all, and the ruse was believable. People cool be foolish, and fooled. As the gears quickly turned in his head, his attention snapped back to the young woman. “Oh...,” he began, and shook his head. “That was fucked up—funny, but fucked up.”
“And whose fault is that?” She asked the male, as she turned to fully face him. Faye nods, “Mmkay, gotchya. By yourself.” The brunette makes a jerking off motion before winking. “Nope, I was just heading back to my room before maybe booking a massage. Although that’s not really what you asked.”
He shook his head innocently. “How should I know? I’m a simple patron.” His eye fell to her hand as it gestured, then jumped back to meet her gaze with a wide smile. Hey, it got the job done. A massage sounded nice -- needed, more like it -- but he was hesitant to book one. “It wasn’t, but good to know. How is the spa here?”
On her way to go over to the yoga class she took over at the gym, she stopped short, hearing the man speak. She turned to look at the man and smirked. “I’ll have you know I’m 25 years old, mister.” She smirked.
His eyes narrowed playfully, and his arms crossed. “I’m not sure I believe you, but I won’t hold you up.” She seemed as if she had somewhere to be, a woman with a determined weight in her step. “What’s your name, Miss Twenty-Five?”
Faye was heading back to her room after a night of work. She was definitely exhausted and needed something to ease her of the constant tension she felt today. As she walked through the lobby, the brunette heard a voice stopping her. Looking towards the male, she let out a small laugh, “You look awful hot to be sitting alone in the lobby of a sex hotel.”
Her laugh roused a little smile, and his head tilted a little at the remark. “That must mean someone isn’t doing their job,” he joked. He locked his phone, and slipped it into a pocket. “I’m content by myself. Like you said, this is a sex hotel, so I’m sure I won’t have difficulty finding someone when I need company.” He looked her over quickly. “I apologize if I’ve interrupted you from something.”
A hand patted against his thigh as he looked around the lobby. His other hand held his phone while he flipped through emails. William hadn’t the first clue what to do with himself, which is why he tended to keep himself busy with work. Free time made him anxious, and felt unproductive. He could hit up the bar, but he wasn’t much of a drinker. Maybe dancing could be fun...but he wasn’t a dancer. As someone passed near him, he glanced up and said, “Hey--! You sure you should be in here? You look awful young to be stalking these halls.”
salem’s eyes moved to glance at the person who was yelling nearby, shaking her head as she looked back at her drink and muttered to herself. “i can’t believe people fuck people who are that… loud and rude in public.” she commented, taking a sip of her drink and glancing up only when she heard someone speak to her.
Will leaned over and said, “I blame breeding.” The woman’s volume didn’t bother him, because it seemed like they were just having a little fun. If someone’s joy was a slight inconvenience to him, William would remove himself before raining on someone’s parade. But she was loud. “Maybe her parents ignored her as a kid?” he questioned with a devious smirk.
he didn’t expect the room service to be so… not formal here. when he went out of his suite to grab a bucket of ice from the hall, he was surprised by another person wandering around in little to nothing. brenner supposed snacks wandered free range as well as on silver trays at votive. laughing a bit uncontrollably, he didn’t know whether he should shield his eyes or offer some kind of assistance. “you lost there, pet?”
“A little,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. His head canted a little unsure why the other laughed. Maybe he looked ridiculous in his tight white briefs, fuzzy slippers, and a bowl of ice cream in his hand, but he had to make a mad dash for a little air. The thought to grab his clothes on the way out of his lover’s room hadn’t crossed his mind until the other seemed a bit put off. “But I don’t think you’re exploring hard enough if you don’t get a little lost.”
He offered the other his spoon. “Would you like some?” It felt polite to ask.
“I got all ready and everything, just for him to cancel.” Jo huffed, tucking her phone into the pocket of the maid costume she’d picked up. She had a few different costumes in her room incase someone wanted a more detailed role play, all common fantasies, but it was still a pain to get all dressed up only to turn back.
Fuck.
Still very green to the building and staff whom worked so diligently inside, he was completely out of the loop if housekeeping actually dressed like the young woman, or if she were all dolled up for a little role-playing session. He hated being new to anything, daft to how things functioned and what was expected of him. Will pulled the sucker from his lips with a pop, and said, “Well, you look absolutely adorable. I never really understood the desire to sleep with a maid, though.”
RYAN REYNOLDS lookalike WILLIAM MCCALLISTER has just registered with the votive as a GUEST member. their profile states that HE is 42 years old, identifies as MALE, is of HOMOFLEXIBLE orientation, and some of their kinks include FROTTAGE, DIRTY TALK, SNOWBALLING. it’ll be interesting to see if they’re as PLAYFUL & SELF-INDULGENT as everyone says.
*dance of the sugar plum fairy begins to play softly in the background*
What’s up, my dudes? I’m Dustin. 29. Too gay, and not enough pay. My work schedule is going to be erratic in the next few weeks, but I have every weekend off. I’m lazy. I don’t like talking about myself. :D
William is a biomedical engineer, but helps his father and sister run his family’s pharmaceutical company. One of the biggest in Big Pharma, Will wasn’t too jazzed with how shady the business seemed as he grew up, and pursued a career where he could actually help people instead of get their money. In all honesty, he likes having their money... His moral agency makes him aware of just how shady big business is, including the family company Crane Prosperity, but he has no issue accepting family money.
He was raised in New York City in a swanky home, attended the best private schools, and traveled abroad. His parents were cold, his father more so than mother, so his closest family member has always been his sister. As much as he loved his family, he needed a break. Money could’ve put him in any Ivy League school he dreamed, but what he wanted more than anything was space. It felt like he’d been a character his entire life, played the part of what he thought he should be. He wore clothing he didn’t like, socialized with people he couldn’t stand, and pretended to be the son he thought his parents wanted. Will moved to California, and attended UCLA until he received his medical degree.
Lots of interesting shit happened in university. William always knew he liked men and women, but it was incredibly obvious there was a strong preference for men. Mostly into people around his age, regardless of gender. He used to sneak away with his sister in his teens, and attended parties that would’ve landed his family on the lips of every gossipmonger on Manhattan. He started messing around with one of his best friends. Will traded many hours of precious study time for hot sex, which was more than worth it in the end. He obtained his M.D. and a friend for life, so he was very content.
The plan was to become a surgeon. He had the talent to become an amazing doctor, but in his second year of residency he lost a patient that rocked his world. He wasn’t able to focus after, and the anxiety made him unable to operate. He went back to school, and had a new degree in engineering a few years later.
William just wants to have a good time. He likes to make people laugh, and tries to surround himself with those who do the same for him. Naturally, he’s a serious person, but plays the role of a goofball. Beneath the laid-back persona is a bundle of anxiety and stress he tries to keep hidden away and ignored. My boy is pretty judgmental, but tries to give others the benefit of doubt. He doesn’t have an issue with jealousy, but there’s a nagging voice in his head constantly telling himself he isn’t good enough to keep someone.
He does have a boyfriend who is already a member at The Votive, which I’ll probably submit a request for soon. Gimme Jake Gyllenhaal or Hugh Jackman or both. Since Will already has a place in New York City, he isn’t sure if he wants to accept a more long-term membership with the establishment. For now, he’s dipping his toes into what the place has to offer, and may choose something more extravagant later.
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