close your eyes ;

     he laid his face down on her turned one, cheek to cheek with his mouth near her ear. if they were speaking with a measured distance, he would have been speaking too low for her to hear him--or anyone for that matter. and that was the point. this moment was so intimate and secret, she could pretend it wasn’t happening and never did. no one would know but them if she wanted it that way. andy blinked slowly as if he too were in a dream. his words lingered over her skin and crawled into her ear as though his thoughts were an airborne vapor cleansing the space. he continued to sooth her, to let her know he didn’t wish to hurt her with his assumptions. “could we lay like this a while? could I touch your body and you not want to rush to pleasure me with it... could you be certain that I would be content with just you, without your mouth milking me of my primal frustrations or your pretty pussy jerking me into your submission. that’s what it is right? the give and take of power for you. they bend you then they end up breaking under your efforts to make them starved for you? you win in the end because in that intercourse, they’re yours.” he kissed her face. 

     “maybe I like a challenge every now and again.” he gave a shrug. andy lifted his hands, waving them as if to tell her to cut it out. “ease up. I’m not that terrible. unless you want me to be.” he smirked. 

     “allow me to be your mirror.” andy stepped up and moved in front of her as his hands went to straighten the crown in her hair. it matched her colors beautifully, and andy grinned once it was all good. “there. you are now the fairest in the land, my princess.” he winked down at her and caresses one of the bloom in her crown, letting his finger drop to brush her cheek as it fell away.

     andy was, to put it mildly, soaking wet. he’d taken a turn in the dunking booth and it was a very good day for those taking a turn at him. he’d never felt so water-logged in his life. dreading a shower but needing one after the long day, he waltzed through the lobby leaving a trail behind him. stopping short and with a polite smile, he laughed a bit. “sure! I’d love to. only do you think you could lend me a towel when we get there? I think I’m making a little bit of a mess.” 

     andy stepped right up, ever the proud youth. he flexed his arm and sent a wink to marisol. turning his lips down, he put on a dumb act for the moment of suspension. “so i have to knock all those down to get a kiss from you?” he jerked his chin and considered the row of bottles, a look of worry marring his face. “I don’t know... it just seems... too easy.” a smile lit up his face as he took the ball in hand and threw it in the air once then again as he caught it in his palm. “you know it hardly seems fair. how many kisses do I get?”

     “I do, I do,” he practically sang. batting his eyelashes, he gave her a quick thank you for helping him out. and for her compliment which he took along with a kiss on the cheek. “well, you know. I don’t keep count. it isn’t very gentlemanly of me. I’m still pretty lonely though. you think you got time in your busy day for a lonely charmer?” his eyebrows worked over his chocolate brown eyes as a grin replaced his pout. “you look like you could use a little company. it’s a crime that such a pretty woman is standing over here all by herself. and with no flower?” he plucked one from his crowns. bending to one knee, he presented it along with his hand over his heart. “you are the queen. and I but a humble servant.”

     “the awfulest,” he set his cheeks under her poking, making a funny face. contradicting himself almost immediately, he angled his head and wiggled his eyebrows as she spoke. “ah ha! might still, you said might still. so that means I have a chance.” he placed his hands over his heart and took a deep eye strangled breath as he pretended to get all teary. “there’s hope.” 

     “good choice,” he said. his eyes dropped once again. this time, he enjoyed the view from behind. it was a very good purchase. he didn’t recognize her from the other escorts at votive, but he thought he remembered seeing her in la luna a couple of times. he wondered if she was buying it for someone special or especially for herself. 

     he was quiet for a long time listening to her then thinking about what she said. most escorts enjoyed what they did. and they only did things in their profession they personally enjoyed. mostly. if cassidy were being honest, then she should be happy. but she didn’t seem very happy to him. rolling over suddenly, he took her with him and changed their position. arching his body over hers, he trapped her against the bed and framed her face with his larger hands. his eyes studied her and his hands continued to caress. “if you have all this power, why do you look so powerless?” his thumbs curved around  her jaw and his fingertips danced over her cheeks before falling back into the sea of her hair. he watched her eyes and his movements in turn. “why do you seem to struggle so much like something else is missing?”

     andy smacked the water in disbelief, his eyes jutting and his mouth falling open. “you didn’t bring a suit to the pool?!” he fell back into the water and pretended to sink. when he emerged, she was entering in nothing but her underwear. his eyebrows perked and he grinned in respect. “nicely done.” swimming towards her, he made circles around her. “I don’t care much about your clothes either.” then he splashed her a bit. laughing, he dived beneath the surface and put his head between her legs, balancing her weight on his shoulders as he popped up again and carried her with him. 

     andy squeezed his hand back as his smile grew. “I think you make a fair point.” looking around, he wondered if anyone would notice if harri went missing. he was between appointments himself, so no better time than the present to settle a bet. the lover fixed the other with a look as if to think seriously on their situation. “what will the winner get? and the loser forfeit? we have to set stakes in case you’re so completely disappointed by the end of all this.” he didn’t count on the dancer being disappointed in the least. but it was a nice touch to add if they were going to go about this the right way and not simply talk about it. raising his brow in challenge, he silently dared harri. “what would you want if you win?”

     andy’s eyes visibly widened as he got an altogether unexpected reaction from the other. preening with satisfaction, the lover angled his head and let his eyes fall over his body. “maybe we could do a trade. my cock for your mouth or my mouth for yours,” he shrugged. “which ever seems to excite you more.” andy had often taken his jokes far, but at this instant, he wanted to see how far the other escort was willing to go. he was always so uptight and by the book, it would be interesting to see if he could be tempted. even for a moment. 

     yep. it was just as he imagined. beautifully pink nipples peaking around the blooms embroidered on the lingerie. so sweet and tempting they could have been dipped in sugar. he tore his eyes away and looked up at her eyes. she looked familiar, but he wasn’t quite sure how he knew her. smiling big, andy nodded his head in affirmative. “it’s perfect.” 

     a sucker hung in his lips as he turned to give her his attention. pulling at the stick but not bring it out of his mouth, he considered the piece carefully. a lovely low cut around the legs and cunt to give a hint away while the flowers drifted around the sheer fabric at the torso to reveal tightly budded nipples. he loved it. glancing between the piece and her, andy tried to imagine it. “I think I’d have to see it on to give a valid opinion.”

     andy was balancing several flower crowns on his head by the time he’d made it around to solana. giving the woman his signature grin, he leaned in close and said, “give it up, girl. your face is way more appealing than any crown!” he laughed and sat down beside her. resting back on his elbow, he tried to keep a balance for his crowns as he looked out sideways at her from underneath them. “do my eyes deceive me, or has a fae queen come to bless this event?” his head fell to one side and so did two or three of the flower crowns. he hurried to retrieve them while keeping a serious face. 

     andy conceded her point with a nod of his own. “I’m awful, but I’m also awfully good at making up for my mistakes,” his smirk spread with the seeds of promise. even though his behavior was outrageous, he always had a way of making up for it in the end. or he’d exhaust himself trying. andy put his hands out, palms up. the perfect picture of innocence. then he answered, “I’m saying did you learn your lesson or are you still into the bad guy?”

     he made a noise as she moved but otherwise didn’t complain. his hand went up to smush her face. “it’s all about the yin and yang naive child. they want the wine and dine, a fucking freak in the sheets then to cuddle after. easy peasy.” his hand came down her cheek to squeeze it between his fingers momentarily then redirected to comb her hair lovingly. “why? how do you do it?” he laughed but was genuinely curious. even though escorts were in the general leagues with each other, they all were unique in their own way.