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⏤⏤ “𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓!” an awkward laugh. “i mean, obviously.” he knew that. he totally knew that. yep, fair and square, he came fully prepared and just ready to strip the fuck down. haha. no. he’s immediately internally cursing himself, body stiff at the thought of getting even slightly naked in front of the other. if he only wasn’t so skinny, and lanky, and awkward looking, and didn’t have these crazy freckles all over his shoulders and didn’t need to wear glasses to see further than three steps ahead and hadn’t been degrading himself for years over the way he appears to other people and ⏤ no, that would be ideal. that’d be great. but, one way or another, he did sign up for this, and since the other’s demeanor appears nothing but professional for the most part, he’d feel pure stupid for chickening out. he picks up the clothes, analyzes them from behind thick glasses, teeth biting down on the inside of his cheek at the blunt comment but he manages a laugh to appear more civil. “thanks. that’s, uh- great to know. but,” an awkward smile. “i think i’ll be keeping the cocks and asses from the public’s eye.” a soft laugh. “okay, is there-” he looks around, about to ask for a designated changing booth, but judging by the overall size of the room, that doesn’t appear to be an option. and so, he drops it. not wanting to waste any more of the other’s time, stephan offers another awkward smile before turning around. he undresses without any eye-contact, quick but careful, not wanting to, like, trip and fall over. once he’s in nothing but a pair of boxers, he reaches for the clothes and slips them on, arms awkwardly hanging by his sides as he turns to face the other. he really wasn’t lying when he mentioned skimpy. keeping up a half-smile, he tries to act unbothered by how much skin really is showing, gaze on the other’s face, though having a hard time finding one clear point of focus. “okay, uh.. what should i be doing now?” an embarrassed chuckle. “what should you be doing now?” 

noticing that stephan was a bit more awkward around the clothing than some of his other models and clients, valentine was already making several mental notes in his head. while trying to help him to feel more comfortable in clothing like these, he also didn’t want to push too hard into doing something that the other man didn’t want. he adverted his gaze while the man changed to rummage around in a large trunk of clothing to see if there was anything extra that he could pull out. “first of all, the number one thing that i have to do is tell you how beautiful you look in that outfit! not just because i’m the one that designed it of course, but because you’re making it work.” nice clothing still wouldn’t work if the model or person wearing them couldn’t pull it off. stephan was able to do just that as val noticed, even the freckles that were showing complimented the outfit quite nicely. “although i think it’s missing a little something. not you of course, you’re doing everything right! just a design flaw on my end of things.” val finally held the silk robe out so that he could put it on the other man. it covered most of the upper body that was revealed and even some of the lower body, going down up to stephan’s knees. “every good outfit has a nice accessory that you can use in many different ways!” then the man stood in front of the other, taking in the look once more as he tried to see if there was anything else that should have been changed. he ran his hand over stephan’s shoulder, tracing the pattern of the rose that was on the robe while he figured that was going to be the final touch since he couldn’t spot anything else. “what do you think about it though? i’m never content until the people wearing my clothes are and if there’s something you think we should change, well then i’m all ears.” valentine stepped to the side so that the mirror wasn’t blocked from stephan’s view. he titled his head again as he looked into the reflection, wanting to study how the man reacted to his own appearance. “you really are gorgeous, you know that?”

the door of his chambers that often came as an office was open, and zain walked in. doors closed, he was surprised by someone properly addressing him, and he couldn’t help but raise a brow in suspicion. of course, he knew the man the moment he actually saw his face. “you know i don’t like seeing things on magazines. i like to see them in real life, properly used.” randy pointed, as he put the pen down and walked towards zain, despite the familiarity with the other, he still extended his hand for a shake as if they were strangers.

A smirk played on Avery’s lips as he talked about her form. They had been friends for years and finally she took him up on his offer to train her. It seemed to be a recipe for the best kind of trouble, what with lots of close contact, sweaty bodies and Adonis without his shirt in his natural habitat. “Oh?” Her eyebrow quirked with curiosity at his proposition. She couldn’t deny a shower sounded amazing right now, even better if he would be joining her. Grabbing her things, she nodded. “Come on. Let’s go.” She knew exactly what she was agreeing to, having had her eye on him ever since they met. Patience had been the name of the game and it seemed like finally, it was going to pay off.

For someone that was so wrapped up in himself most of the time, it was hard to know where others stood because he didn’t pay attention to them that much. Even with people like Avery, who he was very focused on, it was hard to know where the woman stood on certain topics or what she was thinking. Thankfully, the proposition seemed to be taken quite nicely and that was all that Adonis was going to focus on. “Maybe I’ll show you a thing or two that can help relax the body after a nice, long workout.” Technically what he was thinking about was done with a partner, but she could always pleasure herself too if she wanted to. Adonis took his keycard and swiped into the employee only section of the gym, checking to see that no one else was there. “Our showers are much nicer.” He grinned as he walked to the row of lockers, opening his own. “You can put your stuff here.” Finally, he started to take the rest of his clothes off to throw them in the locker.

“this is… this is… uh…” confusing. that’s what he wanted to say buti twas too hard. not only david’s hands felt great on him, he was also gorgeous, and river… river was just… “i … uh… guys.. stop.” wyatt demanded, holding david’s hands in one of his, and even tho he was relaxed and legs spread in anticipation. he couldn’t really expect that. “you’re not … i… don’t need happy endings.” he pointed, eyes raising up in david’s direction for his brief line of thought. “this isn’t ethical. is it? i don’t know. not about the… show. i mean the… this.” he pointed, bringing david’s arm down to half hug him. “you… don’t have to work for me.”

“you don’t have to worry about what’s ethical and what isn’t with us.“ the corners of david’s lips curved down as he thought about what wyatt was saying. he stopped moving his hands over the man’s body and leaned forward to press a kiss onto his shoulder. “you’re not charging me so i’m not working for you.“ he pressed a couple of more kisses on the warm skin as he moved into the man’s neck. “just think of this as us doing a favor for you. trying to get your mind off of everything.“ then his eyes moved up to river so that the man could keep going.

“Yes, well, I’m not most demons.” It’s an easy enough comment to make, shoulders lifting in a shrug as if it explained away the whole situation. Of course he knew that it wouldn’t be quite good enough, but he’d never been in the habit of not making somebody work for the answers they wanted, even just a little bit. He’d never admit that he just had a fascination for Christan. No, that would be giving the other far too much power. Instead, he settled in to his seat and watched. “You’re definitely misjudging how entertaining hell is. Near enough anything up here is vastly more entertaining.”

          ❛     UNIONS have come together to make descendants that are otherworldly. they were taught from a young age that they were special and connected in some way.     ❜

"trust me, he knows what you’re doing. if i were you i would just sit back and enjoy the show.” david licked his lips as he moved his hands over to wyatt’s arms. each hand was going down slightly as he massaged the firm muscle. “he’s one of the best dancers that i’ve ever seen and we both specialize in happy endings.” that was why this was going to be exciting for the both of them.