“Hey, handsome. Looking for a special someone to entertain you tonight?” It might be a sleazy tactic, but it works well enough if he bats his eyes and shows off those lips.
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“Hey, handsome. Looking for a special someone to entertain you tonight?” It might be a sleazy tactic, but it works well enough if he bats his eyes and shows off those lips.
@feelsmol
“Noah, darling. Come here a minute? Wanna get your opinion on somethin’.”
@knuckiepucks
He doesn’t need to do this. He knows that, very well. It’s just he wants to. He likes being under (or, occasionally, on top of) another warm body, and getting paid to do it is just a nice little benefit. So, when Michael spots a new face, he can’t help but be intrigued, and decides to go straight for things. He pops up next to the stranger, smiling. “Hey, mister. Can I help you with anything? Show you ‘round, do you any favors?”
@feelsmol
Michael doesn’t mind Noah curled up, sleeping next to him. In fact, he kind of likes the attention, even if the other seems to see him as nothing more than a friend. Granted, the smaller boy has so much more potential than just friend, but Mickey knows not to push his limits, let Noah take his time. Though, Noah seems to be holding back himself, seeing as the sleeping boy was now trying to grind against Michael, enjoying quite the dream.
“Oh, don’t give me that look. I’m a professional. I know my prices. ‘sides, you’re not going to find someone to do what I do for such a pleasant price. You can rent me for the night, or just for a few hours.”
@firexmeetxgasoline
“Can I just... lay in bed for a few hours? Or for a day or two... That sounds nice.” He yawns, rolling over onto his back and opening one sleepy eye.
@bcbyblew
“I think I want you for my birthday.”
@plentcous
He’s been redirected from office to office (shortly after being fired from a law firm for missing too many days, no less - well, that and trying to sleep with his coworkers), and now he’s finally been directed to his original destination - the office of a mister Elton Ainsley. He might not know much about the other, but he saw an add for an assistant’s position and that was what he was best at. It promised to pay well enough, and he figured he had nothing to lose. His assistant looks less than pleased that he’s there to, essentially, take over the other’s job. Michael’s leg bounces nervously as he waits for his potential boss.