we all go a little mad sometimes.

26. nyc. client.

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Lucas smiled even wider when Leo complimented it and huffed out a laugh, looking down and started walking along the much taller man. “Thanks, Leo.” He slipped his hands into his pockets casually and hummed. “Were you in a bad mood? Did someone piss you off? Why did you throw your lighter at me?” He wanted to know. 

“I’m always in a bad mood.” he admitted, though he was partially joking about the fact. He just seemed royally pissed no matter what. “Need a new lighter, that’s all.” Leo chuckled to the numerous questions asked, finding all the talking to be oddly comforting after being in the quiet for hours. “You wanna head to that restaurant nearby? It’s not exactly pancakes, but you can’t go wrong with Italian.” he wasn’t even sure why he was asking, but it slipped out nonetheless.

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Lucas grinned while the man laughed and stood up, brushing any dust from his jeans. “I already told you what I want.” He reminded the dark haired man. “I’m Lucas, by the way and you have a pretty nice laugh, by the way.” 

“That you did.” Leo watched him stand to full height and darted his tongue out briefly to lick his lips. “Right,” he wasn’t anticipating any compliment of sorts but it made Leo smirk just slightly. “Thank you, Lucas.” he spun the broken lighter around and raised a brow. “I’m Leo. And you have a pretty nice smile, by the way.”

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“Austin Tucker and this is my room.” He answered, not in a sarcastic tone, as much as he wanted to. It seemed like this man was a client, as he wasn’t sure if the staff were allowed to get drunk or not. “Do you need help finding your room, sir? Maybe to help keep your balance?” He exited it, and placed his arm around the other to help stable him.

Leo hated admitting defeat. But that was sober Leo, and as stubborn as he may be, if he didn’t have some sort of assistance he might end up sleeping on the floor until the morning. “Yeah. Alright,” he leaned into the other and dangled the keys in front of them. “Here.”

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Parker quirked a brow as he sat down in the chair and made himself comfortable. He had brought his favorite book with him but he left that closed for the moment. The other male was staring at him quite a bit and it made him a little self-consious. “I’m Parker. Nice to meet you.” The least he could do was introduce himself after invading on the other’s alone time.

Leo relaxed his gaze so he didn’t come off too forward or intense. “I’m Leo.” he cleared his throat and tapped his fingertips against his knee, shamelessly glancing over at the book Parker held. “What are you reading?” Seemed like quite a few people had a liking to books around here. For some reason, that was soothing information. 

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parker-ashcroft:

Parker had just arrived back at the Haus for what felt like the hundredth time. He had gotten the same room as usual and just thrown his things in on the bed before making his way to the library. It was the perfect time of day to to find his favorite chair and get lost in a good book. AS he came upon said chair he found someone sitting in the one next to it. “Mind if I sit next to you?” He asked with a small friendly smile.

It was nearly impossible to get alone time in this place, so you had to either grow accustomed or up and leave. Leo didn’t enjoy being left alone with his thoughts regardless, it was a win-win. When someone approached, Leo glanced up from his lap and his eyes narrowed for just a moment. “No. Be my guest.” he returned his own version of a smile and studied the man opposite of him.

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Sam groaned as the other continued to trail his fingers on his skin, his hips jutting up a little. He just wanted the man to do what he beckoned Sam here to do, but he was trying to hold off from just asking for it. Sam played with the waistband of the man’s pants, slipping his fingertips down below it.

“You want them off?” he nodded to the boy’s fingers nearing his bare skin and licked his own lips. He enjoyed words; sometimes he even got carried way with the dirty talk, but that was when he was lost in the moment. “Pull them off, baby.” Leo pressed his hand down so his hips were pushed back against the mattress. And then he trailed his fingers toward the boy’s nipples and rubbed with a feather like touch. His body was nice. Nice and smooth. 

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jersantiago:

“Oh, yeah. Just me,” Jeremy replied with a grin. He knew the guy had said not to stop, but now he felt a little awkward continuing because they were like, mid-conversation. “Really? Thanks. I kind of want to get into writing my own stuff. Right now it’s just covers from my favorite artists,” he admitted, bringing his other hand back to the guitar. “Oh, I’m Jeremy, by the way,” he added, figuring he should introduce himself. 

Leo found himself chuckling to his demeanor. Kind of a dork, he seemed. There was a nice aura surrounding him, an upbeat one at that. “Well, doesn’t seem like an impossible goal.” he blew out some smoke and gritted his teeth slightly. “Good luck to you, Jeremy.” Leo said once the name was told. “Leo,” he took a step closer to inspect the guitar from a newfound position and nodded toward it. “That’s a beauty you got.”

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jersantiago:

“Because it’s morning after waking up to see

That he’s lying in bed right next to me with an

Empty bottle, between the sheets

Oh my god, what a night of debauchery-”

Jeremy was mid-song when he realized that he was no longer alone. He looked up to see someone hovering nearby him, and the hand that wasn’t holding the guitar in place went to the back of his neck. “Shit, I’m sorry, was I bothering you? I haven’t found a super ideal place to practice yet, so I figured I’d give here a shot and hope for the best,” he explained with a sheepish grin. “I can totally go somewhere else. Especially if you have a specific soundproof suggestion. Or wait, did you need something?”

Leo took a drag of his cigarette as he walked around, ears perking to the sound of muffled music in the distance. He wasn’t nosy by any means, but the music was unfamiliar and he was curious; drawn to it, even. He continued to smoke as he neared the room, peeking inside to see who had been producing said sound. “No, no.” he responded once he had been caught listening. “Don’t stop. I was just wondering what the sound was.” Leo admitted, also interested in the pristine guitar being held. “You’re not bad.”

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“This place is nothing without a little danger.” Although Emery sometimes maneuvered through his conversation using sarcasm, there was none of that to be found in his words. “I was kidding. I’m using you for those piercing eyes.” He titled his head the second Leo’s face actually shifted expressions. “And that smile.” He ran his hand through his hair once more before closing his door to the bathroom and heading towards the door. “Well. you’ve never seen me on a balcony. It’s a sight to behold, truly. And I’m sure the same goes for you.” 

“Don’t get used to it.” Leo inwardly cursed himself for allowing Emery to even see so much as a smile this early on, but there was no use in lingering on the fact. He opened the door for them and gave Emery the slightest bit of room to slip past him and exit, in only that fitting towel. If anyone saw, it’d be nothing shocking -- crazy shit happened every day in this place. “Guess I should feel even luckier for having a balcony in my room then, huh?” Leo found it hard to keep his eyes on Emery’s face and not his chiseled body, a difficult feat at this point. He forced his gaze away and walked out so he could lead him to his room.

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Sam hummed softly, a small wicked smile on his as he lightly scratched at the skin under his hand. His thigh twitched at the touch, and he wished the man would go just a bit higher. “Yes, sir,” he said, his eyes returning to the man’s gaze.

Leo felt his cock stir to the nickname and it hardened more if at all possible. God, he loved being called sir. Almost as much as he loved dominating and having someone submit to his every need. “Mm.” he murmured, letting his fingers tickle the skin underneath. He was minutes away from just devouring the boy’s ass, but he wanted to see if he was one to beg in any way.

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“That has me even more interested.” Emery was serious, it wasn’t often clients piqued his interest, and sometimes it was as if he was going through the motions. He almost hated how much he clung to the younger man’s words waiting to see whether he’d be left alone with his thoughts. “You sure you’re fine with me using you for your balcony?” He joked, appreciating the way he was finally being observed by Leo. “I thought you’d never ask.” With that, he nodded towards his dresser. “You want me in the towel? Dressed? Nothing?” 

“Someone’s a fan of danger, huh?” Leo was. Leo was definitely a fan of danger, maybe too much -- it often made him wonder how he was still relatively stable. “Hey,” he lifted one hand carelessly, almost in understanding. “If I had a room like this, I’d use me too,” Leo flashed the smallest of grins and after a few seconds, cleared his throat once he realized how comfortable he appeared already. Odd. He wasn’t even a fan of older men; he liked them a few years younger, boyish looking, submissive especially within their features. “Whatever you want. We’re only gonna be standing on the balcony, after all.” he raised a brow as if it were a challenge.

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“Yeah, that’s definitely true,” Sam chuckled softly. As the man moved him around, Sam gasped sharply, loving the dominance. “I’m a smart brat. I can follow directions well enough,” he grinned, legs falling open. Sam reached out to stroke the other’s abs, biting his lip while getting his fill of the man’s physique.

Leo chuckled, pleased to hear that the boy didn’t consider himself a stupid brat. “Good.” was all he said. He looked down to his hand and almost wished it would slide just a little lower -- he was growing too hard for his pants to contain. Leo stroked the other’s inner thigh, the skin so smooth and tempting. “You’ll do what I say, yeah?” 

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“Good, because I like the feel of those hands on my ass.” Jem was not expecting the other to pick him up and he immediately found it really hot. He even leaned in to press his lips up and down the man’s neck and jaw as he carried him. Letting out small moans as he pushed his hips into the man slowly and sensually before they finally reached their destination.

Leo fumbled with his key, distracted by the feel of Jem pressing against him and his soft lips peppering kisses all over. “Easy there.” he warned with a low laugh, still trying his hardest to get them inside. And once he did, he kicked the door shut without a care, not at all positive he even got said door closed. He brought Jem to the bed and roughly kissed his lips, all the while lowering him down so they could both lay.

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“Good.” chance hummed as he brushed his long dark locks out of his eyes so he could look at the other. His redhead nodded. “Yes.” The young man hummed, leaning into the touch and reaching out to lightly trace the other’s abdomen. “

Leo brought his arm around Chance and rested the tips of his fingers right above his ass cheek. With one motion, he pulled the boy closer to him so their bodies were flush against each other. “I like that.” he whispered. He enjoyed being touched so delicately, partly because he was rough most of the time. 

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“Yet?” Emery quirked his eyebrow, intrigued by the illusive stance Leo had chosen to take. “Well I’ll hold my breath until the time comes.” He had no other option but to chuckle at the way the other backed up to the door, making it obvious that two could play the game he was so accustomed to. He didn’t exactly want to put himself in the vulnerable position, but he didn’t want Leo to leave just yet. “Well, you could always stay. Or introduce me to a balcony.”

“If you do that, can’t promise you’ll survive.” Leo taunted with a playful smirk. He wasn’t one to consciously reveal any truths about himself, it just happened at random. “Huh. Well,” he stopped walking once his back hit the door, hand aimlessly reaching for the handle. “You’re in luck. I happen to be one of the many clients with a balcony in their room.” he looked over Emery’s frame for just a moment before his gaze traveled up. “Come join me?” it was more of a question, since Leo wasn’t sure if he should reveal any demanding attributes just yet.

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“Another fair point. Everyone has different things they are for, though.” Emery smirked, raising his eyebrow as he nodded at the other. “What makes you greedy?” His handshake was far firmer than Leo’s but he wasn’t sure if that took him by a surprise or not. He was taller, but their physiques seemed to compliment each other by contrast. “It depends what kind of answer your looking for. My ‘client’ response would probably be me batting my eyelashes and saying that I did, but I could always go for another.” His voice was heavy with humor as he threw in a wink. “But my genuine answer would be it was great I’m probably gonna jerk one out now.”

“Can’t tell you that just yet.” Leo inhaled a breath of air and raised a brow to the response Emery gave. “For some reason, I just can’t... see you batting your eyelashes and saying something like that. But what do I know?” he chuckled humorlessly and shook his head, not quite able to figure the guy out in the time allotted. “Hm, well, have a nice time with that,” he ran a hand through his hair and subtly backed up, closer and closer to the door. “In your small, balcony-less room.” Leo added, and this time, with a joking tone underlying his words.

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“Both is good for me. I’m a fan of some pain with my pleasure,” he hummed. Sam frowned as his hands were taken away, but it didn’t stay there at the man’s words. “What can I say, sir? I like to rile people up,” he winked.

“I can see that.” he noted. “Can’t expect not to get that ass spanked when you rile people up like this,” Leo effortlessly lifted him up and flipped him right onto his back on the mattress. “You like to be a brat, but do you listen? Hm?” he simply leaned over and dropped his hand between the boy’s thighs, parting them just enough.