12.Hooker!AU [drabble for marluxiaanthomanic]
"I'd like a singe room. Preferably something nice, but I guess i'll take whatever you have available. I only need one night."
Once everything was arranged, Marluxia was shown up to room 1047. The room was rather large, he was pleased. He had a bottle of wine brought up. He relaxed with a sigh.
Down the hall, Zexion exited a room with a woman following him to the doorway and handing him some money. He took it with a smile and started walking up the hall when he was stopped by someone he knew.
"Hey, someone just got into room 1047 over there. If you still got in in ya, you should go."
"Guess that means you don't." Zexion laughed. "Thanks for the tip." He kept walking and stopped at the newly occupied room and knocked.
Marluxia, a bit annoyed by the disruption, answered the door. He looked the other man over.
"What?" He asked, again skipping the pleasantries.
"Right to the point, huh?" Zexion chuckled. "I have a...business...proposition for you, if you're interested." He smirked, making his meaning known without saying it.
"You don't say." Marluxia quickly picked up what he was suggesting. He looked him over again. After careful consideration, he nodded. "Alright, I'll take you up on that offer." He stepped aside.
"Great." Zexion walked in. "Now, let's talk business." He sat down, crossing his legs. "I've got a lot to offer. So, what do you want?"
"Good." Marluxia, still so direct, set a small stack of cash down on the table. "I give you this much now, and the same amount after, give me what you got for that price. The only thing is that there can be no marks, cuts, bruises, or anything so sickening."
Zexion was a little shocked. He leaned over and picked up the cash, counting it. He smiled.
"Do we have a deal?" Marluxia asked, loosening his tie.
"Yeah, let's get started." Zexion pulled off his shirt
The next few hours were filled with nothing but various sexual acts, the room filled with moaning, screaming, and panting.
After it was all done, Zexion sat up on the bed.
"I think that about covers it." He was still a bit breathless.
"Not bad." Marluxia hummed, getting up. He tossed the rest of he money at him. "Now get out."
"Good doing business with you." He smirked, redressing himself. "Ask for me if you're ever here again. The name's Zexion." He took his payment and saw himself out.
"I'll be sure to." Marluxia muttered after he heard the door click closed.