Make One False Move

Welcome. My name is Phoenix and I'm the personal bodyguard to Talon Thorne. Trust me when I say that I'm not one to mess with.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

[mullwineincubus-deactivated2016]

“You weren’t? Well that’s rude,” Callum teased as he stood there. Normally he was better at reading people, but something about this walking slab of muscle was very hard for him to decipher. So instead of being able to tell whether he was receptive to his sense of humor and changing his approach to match, Callum decided to just fall on his default level of sarcasm and flirting; and if that didn’t work for him then that didn’t work for him. “I’m sure you have– let me guess, you totally went to a costume party once and it was a surreal experience because you and ten other guys chose the sexy firefighter route for your costumes?” He quipped before answering with a bit more honesty than intended. “Yeah, I look forward to any chance I get to take this stuff off.”

[phoenixharlow-blog]

“No, but it’s honest,” Phoenix told the other male, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall. The way that the other spoke made him stop and chuckled before he shook his head. “Oh, no, it wasn’t a costume party. I used to be a stripper. And no, I didn’t dress as a firefighter,” he answered honestly, a smirk tugging at his lips.

[upridings]

Needless to say with the cigar and the fact it was already taking a minor bit of the edge off, Dante feared that it wouldn’t be enough. Security was tough as it was stressful enough as was. With the others introduction, he nodded and immediately understood that the other had to feel his pain on some level. Nodding and giving a small laugh, he shrugged as he ran a hand through his blond locks. “Head of security. Give or take on some days. Some times I don’t feel like doing it, but a job is a job. Needless to say, some of the toys here are brats. Gotta do what Talon says though I suppose.” He said and gave a shrug. Some portion of him almost felt bad in a sense and so as a mutual offering, he offered the cigar back across the table; waving it around lightly.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

As soon as the other told him that he was Head of Security, Phoenix found himself sitting up straighter. This was his most direct boss, he realized, and he needed to put on a good impression for him. Grabbing the cigar back from him as he handed it over, Phoenix took a small drag before he looked at him. “I didn’t realize workin’ security was that bad. I’ve been scannin’ the crowds here for the past couple of nights and I haven’t noticed anythin’ too horrible,” Phoenix answered honestly before he held out the cigar to the other. “But I guess it must be harder for you. You got to have your eyes and ears everywhere, huh?”

[countryboy-braeden-deactivated2]

“I guess I said it. I’m usually pretty good at reading people,” he confessed, he’d thought h’d read Phoenix pretty well. “You’re type are the super submissive guys, needy, the ones willing to beg for it,” he said, still not completely convinced he was wrong. “Me? When I hook up with a guy, I want to know they want it just as bad as I do. It’s all about the chemistry, knowin’ that just the thought of my ass brushin’ against their crotch is enough to rev them up. That my lips, my cock, my tight ass is there end goal,” as he spoke, he sauntered from around the bar and leaned against the counter by Phoenix. “What I don’t want, is feelin’ like the guy’s doin’ me a favor by fuckin’ me. Just doesn’t do it for me. Plus, there’s always somethin’ to be said for a little seduction,” he shrugged, though his gaze never left the older man. “So you tell me now, Phoenix. Am I still your type?”

[phoenixharlow-blog]

“Well, you’re not completely wrong there, but my type, really, is a bottom. It doesn’t matter if they’re super submissive or not. Sure, I like ‘em to beg for it, but that’s not all I like. I’m a man with diverse tastes,” Phoenix stated before he listened as Braeden explained what kind of guy he was. Leaning on the counter, he listened to the other before he chuckled and he shook his head. “I don’t mind a little seduction myself, but that doesn’t mean I feel like I’m doin’ a favor to those I fuck. And yeah, I might like to hear my bottoms tell me what they want, but that’s because I like honesty. And you don’t have to be beggin’ to tell me what you want.” Truthfully, Phoenix liked all kinds of men and in his experience, he had come across some guys that didn’t like to beg and they liked to be treated as equals even if they weren’t a top. He may have been a dominant, but he could be a generous and kind one, too. "But yes, you are still my type,” Phoenix answered the other honestly, a knowing smile tugging at his lips. “Like I said, I like ‘em all.”

[taverntoyben]

Cleverness was one of the assets Ben took pride in the most, as it set him apart from many of the fellow toys, more so than a cute face or a great ass. After all, while those physical aspects might have made him special in the outside world, in here things were different. Ben was still very much proud of his ass and his other looks, but he was by far not the only guy in here who was blessed with a butt like that. However, his eagerness and wit in accomplishing to fulfil Phoenix’ tasks was something probably not many toys would’ve showed. Heck, some of them most likely would have failed on purpose to get a spanking from a stud like this. “I sure can be when I want to”, he chuckled, admiring the older male’s body and tattoes as he spoke. It was not surprising that Ben could be a very naughty boy, too, but overall he wasn’t one to not do his very best or fail on purpose. “Without… touching you? Could I touch your pants, Sir?”, he asked with a smirk, thinking that this task did not sound too complicated - why would he need to touch Phoenix’ body to pull down those pants? On the other hand… “Because if touching you includes touching the pants, I do not see how one would take them off without touching… In that case I suppose Sir would indeed have to punish me”, Ben admitted.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

As the other asked if he could touch his pants, Phoenix paused and tried to think, wondering just what would happen if he said no. Instead, though, he smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. “You can touch my pants, but if you touch my body through them? Then you will be punished.” He knew it would’ve been slightly difficult to remove pants from someone without touching their body, especially if the clothes were somewhat tight - like the compression shorts he wore underneath his slacks - and especially given the fact that his pants had to be undone first before you could take them off, so he wondered if Ben would continue on with this challenge. “Understood?”

[elixspxrker-blog]

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Elias had finally settled into his new room, unpacking all of his things and making the room homely enough for now. The plane ride had been way too long, coming from Canada into the States.

He made his way down the stairs to the main room and got himself a stool at the bar, ordering some bourbon while looking around.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

Heading into the main room of the tavern, Phoenix eyed the area before he noticed a man sitting by himself at the bar. From the way he held himself, and eyed the room, Phoenix could tell that he was a client and, seeing as the toys were all busy with others, Phoenix decided that it would be better to make conversation. After all, he was paying to be there, so he deserved to be happy. “Long day?” Phoenix asked, gesturing to the glass of bourbon that was set in front of the blond male as he sat down next to him. “Or are you celebratin’?”

[righthandsimmons-deactivated201]

Testing the Defense | Phoenix

[righthandsimmons-deactivated201]

Bryant gulped at the man’s promise, because even though he’d encountered many men who talked a big game and never delivered, he knew Phoenix would be different. Better. “Well, if that’s the case… I’ll just have to take tomorrow off,” he countered, trying to remain cool even though his blood was boiling with lust. Phoenix grew more aggressive with his own desire to hear Bryant submit willingly, and if he knew that after this Phoenix wouldn’t treat him like a subordinate he might have. But Bryant rarely submitted easily, less so in the way that the security guard wanted him to. But maybe, maybe just this once, he could satisfy. “I… I want you to take me. I want you fuck me like no man has ever fucked me before. I want you to leave me practically unconscious after and then just start from the beginning. I want to be your… bitch.”

[phoenixharlow-blog]

When it came to work, Phoenix had no problem respecting the hierarchy of who was in charge of him. It was all a part of life and because of his lack of education, he knew that he was bound to be the subordinate of many. That meant that, even if Bryant were to submit to him now, he would still see him as a boss in their professional dealings. And as Bryant finally gave in and told him what he wanted, Phoenix couldn’t help but smirk. “Good,” Phoenix answered simply before he gestured towards the stairwell. “Now how about we take this up to your room, Mr. Simmons,” he added, wanting the other to see that outside of closed doors he’d respect him, but behind them, things were different.

[morganxmichaelson]

When Morgan said he didn’t have anything in common with the toys he wasn’t even trying to dig at the fact they were technically prostitutes; he just honestly didn’t think they’d have much in common. He assumed they were all younger so they’d want to talk about things from their generation, and despite working with technology Morgan still couldn’t keep up with all their lingo– but that was something he could worry about later. Right now he was focusing on Phoenix; well he was trying to focus which was hard to do seeing as the man was so distracting. “Right, some people I’m perfectly fine with.” He repeated as he swallowed his breath, a loose smile pulling at his lips as the other moved closer to him. “Why would your past profession having anything to do with that? A job is a job– and that’s not enough for me to have a problem with you so yeah, no– I don’t have a problem with you Phoenix.”

[phoenixharlow-blog]

“Hey, Morgan?” Phoenix started, looking down at the shorter male with a small smile. “That was a joke. I figured you didn’t have anythin’ against me bein’ a stripper.” Granted, it was also his way to try and get the man to show some kind of interest in something other than security talk, but he wasn’t going to push. If the man was more of a recluse, he’d respect that. No harm, no foul. “But good. I am glad you don’t got a problem with me. It should make workin’ together that much easier.”

[taverntoyben]

Ben had already suspected things would stop going his way so easily eventually, as it was clear Phoenix was eager to take control of the situation and dominate him a bit. So it came to no surprise when the older male started to set conditions, giving him a task to complete. “Yes, Sir, got it”, the toy confirmed, smiling as he felt quite confident about this. Of course, getting a bit of a spanking from the man did not seem so unappealing either, but Ben was not gonna start getting sloppy and do anything but his best just to provoke the other. Instead, he reached out, placing his hands on Phoenix’ stomach, rubbing those hard abs through the fabric of his shirt. Slowly pulling at the cloth, Ben pulled the shirt up, eagerly trying to avoid touching the other’s skin. And indeed, he had already pulled the shirt over Phoenix’ head, almost pulling it from the bodyguard’s arms, when not his hands, but his shoulder brushed against the man’s fingers. Did that count as touching, though? Ben was unsure, but decided not to think about it, as he knew he’d see for himself as he finished removing Phoenix’ shirt, smirking before he licked his lips at the sight of this godlike torso.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

The bodyguard had to give the toy credit - he was clever. As the other man began to rub his abdomen muscles through the fabric of his shirt, Phoenix had to keep himself from chuckling. Oh, how the other managed to get around his orders. That had never happened before, and he was frankly not complaining that the other was showing just a little bit of spunk. It meant that it would make their time together that much more fun. Licking his lips, Phoenix waited until Ben had pulled his shirt up halfway before he leaned forward, arms outstretched above his head, to help the other take his shirt off. Once it was gone, his chiseled physique and trio of tattoos on display, Phoenix reached around behind his back to pull out his holster from inside of his pants. “Such a good boy, aren’t you?” Phoenix stated, turning around and showing the other his two back tattoos as he placed the gun into a locked desk drawer. “Think you’d be able to take my pants off without touching me, pet?” he asked, turning back around to face the other man. “Or do you think your Sir is going to have to punish you?”

[righthandsimmons-deactivated201]

Testing the Defense | Phoenix

[righthandsimmons-deactivated201]

Bryant stood his ground even as Phoenix approached him, but only because he became paralyzed. It wasn’t that he was afraid of the man himself, but of him discovering that somewhere inside the usually stiff man grew a burning desire for something that maybe only Phoenix could satisfy right now. “I-I just want you to do your job, right. And i-if that means spreading my legs to take you in for hours, then… then that’s what we’ll have to do,” he concluded as he fixed his tie, eyes closing in disappointment as he could feel the strain coming from his own growing bulge. 

Originally posted by maryginy

[phoenixharlow-blog]

Oh, how the bodyguard was enjoying this. He often elicited all kinds of responses from the submissives he slept with, but one of his favorites was the one where the submissive tried to deny that they were indeed submissive. Whether this man was a switch, or versatile, didn’t matter to Phoenix - he could sense that deep down, Bryant wanted to submit to the six-foot-seven man. “You really think you’d be able to take me in for hours? Because you wouldn’t be able to walk after spending even one hour with me.” Staring into Bryant’s eyes, he smirked. “So tell me - do you want me to fuck you? Make you my little bitch and show you how a real man fucks?” He knew his words could bring about a negative reaction, but Phoenix had a feeling he’d get just the reaction he wanted. “Tell me what you want, Bryant. And don’t bullshit me. I already know what you want. I want to hear you admit it.”

[upridings]

While he initially believe that his request might go unanswered and a scoff might come along with his request, he heard the deeper voice call out; explaining that he didn’t have a cigarette but owned a cigar. He looked up; noticing the somewhat familiar face but at a loss for a name. For some of the people Talon chose to hire? Dante swore at times he could beat around or throw some of the employees out, but he knew he couldn’t do that even with his position. They were all Talon’s boys in some evil sense. Seeing the male over the Cuban cigar, he looked up as though to gain secondary approval but knew this wasn’t completely necessary. Nodding in a motion as though to tell the male to sit down, he hummed as he grabbed a lighter. “So who are you? I’ve never seen you around before.” He hummed, pulling back from the cigar as though to inspect it. He was never a fan of Cuban cigars, but it was easily taking the edge off of everything around him. “You’re a sight for sore eyes. I can deal with seeing you around more often.” He said in a joking manner, but perhaps everything he said could have been true.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

Handing over the cigar to the other male, Phoenix watched as he lit it up before he moved to sit across from him. He had enough time on his hands that a simple conversation with another man, especially one in the security position, was something he could afford. Leaning back against his chair, he chuckled at the other’s joke before he reached over to offer his hand. “Phoenix. I’m Talon’s personal guard. Or one of them.” He knew Talon was a champion fighter, so he figured that he was hired solely on his imposing size and professional behavior alone. “I’m goin’ to go ahead and assume you work in security, too? ‘Cause I can pretty much rule out toy.”

[nick-gladstone-blog]

Well, this should be fun

[nick-gladstone-blog]

“Your cock is amazing, Sir,” Nick breathed heavily against Phoenix’s shaft, and then ran his tongue over the head. He was achingly hard in his briefs already, as he serviced this man. He gripped Phoenix’s thighs, as he took the man’s head into his mouth and sucked on it, while stroking his balls.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

He was enjoying feeling the other’s mouth on his cock, or rather his cock head, and he threw his head back in ecstasy... only to feel the boy’s hands on his thighs and balls. Opening his eyes, he looked down at the shorter boy with a raised eyebrow. “Did I say you could use your hands, bitch?” he asked before he grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled Nick off of his cock. “When I give you an order, I expect you to follow it. No improvisations,” he growled, looking down at the other carefully. “You got it?”

[fairmooreomega-rennah-blog]

“… Come to the locker room and I ’ll show you just what I thought about the show, stud.” He said looking back only to offer the guard a smile. The toy didn’t have much time for a romp and a little part in him wondered if it was  okay by Talon to fool around like this. But he enjoyed being a tease above all other things.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

The older male wasn’t an idiot. He knew that there was something going on between this toy and Talon, so he knew that the other’s words may have been just that - words. Regardless, though, Phoenix ran his hand through his hair before he turned towards his audience. “Looks like we’ll have an intermission here,” Phoenix stated before he headed towards the locker room. Whether or not this guy was going to tease him, or if he was actually going to show his appreciation, Phoenix didn’t know, but he knew that it would have to take a lot more than a pleasant smile and bat of eyelashes to get the bodyguard wrapped around one’s finger.

[weaponsobsessed]

“Maybe I do. I used to live in New York before coming here.” He said with a chuckle as he looked at the other. “What type of dancers did you have?” Nico used to be a stripper, so he wasn’t exactly naive to what went on in some of the strip clubs.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

The older male was surprised to hear that the other had actually been in New York, but that still didn’t mean the other necessarily knew the club in question. “It wasn’t a gay strip club, if that’s what you’re askin’,” Phoenix answered honestly. It made things easier for him to work in a strip club that wasn’t his personal cup of tea. “Think more like Chippendales.” He noticed how the other didn’t offer his own name, but he decided not to push. If the other wanted to be mysterious, he’d let him.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

[nick-gladstone-blog]

Well, this should be fun

[nick-gladstone-blog]

Nick stared as Phoenix undid his pants, and the man’s words about his lips buzzed in his ears. His eyes widened as Phoenix pulled his pants and shorts down, showing off a sizable cock. “That’s…that’s not even fully hard?” Nick stammered a little, before shaking his head and inching a little closer. He really wanted to show Phoenix he could do this. He buried his face at the base of Phoenix’s cock, and licked at the skin, dragging his tongue up to the tip.

[phoenixharlow-blog]

Showing off his cock often brought in mixed results. Some people enjoyed the look of such a large cock, others liked the challenge and, unfortunately, most turned around and withdrew their consent. “No, it’s not,” Phoenix admitted. He didn’t know just how long his cock was, but he knew that his thickness was one that he hadn’t seen any cock match, putting Coke cans to shame. A low groan left his lips as Nick buried his face at the base of his cock, his neatly trimmed pubes no doubt tickling the boy’s chin, and as a tongue ran along his cock, he could feel his member thickening and lengthening. “That’s it, boy. Show me how badly you want me to fuck you.”

[tommyjaimesimone-deactivated201]

Tommy thought for a second and watched the man relax against the wall. “Well, the money’s good and I get to do to of my favourite things.” He said with a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Dancing and fucking. What else does a boy need?”

[phoenixharlow-blog]

As the younger man spoke, Phoenix let his eyes scan across the room before he let them fall back on the other and he chuckled. “I guess that is as good a reason as any to come here.” Ah, how easy the youth was swayed. Then again, Phoenix was no better - he mostly came here because the pay was a lot better than working two jobs in New York had given him.