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Dean just smiled at him. He had known the implications of what he said but to hear Redmond pick up on it, embellish the idea, if not flat-out agree with where his mind wanted to go, his grin turned mischievous. ‘ It’ll be a first for me, but I have to say, it intrigues me greatly. Besides, working off dessert with some cardio will do us both good. All that remains is where to find this mysterious, gifted chef. He may not even work here since tonight was catered. Then again, he could still be hanging around somewhere, maybe the kitchens? ‘

“Faster,” he responded giving the other a smirk of his own when Red had finally managed to pull his attention up from Rhett’s cock.  Not that he didn’t take note the expression that was written across the staffs face, leaning in so that his lips were right next to the others ear.  "I wouldn’t mind you dropping to your knees right here and now, giving everyone a show while they wait for their name to be called…you look like you want it,“ but the man also looked like he played it safe, so Rhett would too instead letting out a groan as he could feel the others hand moving so expertly against his member.  

Camden loved the easy ones who were so quick to drop to their knees when their reward would involve having their face fucked.  Red was handsome, broad shouldered, masculine build - it was definitely a different sight from the usual over eager men he came in contact with.  It wasn’t until he heard the other actually speak, the single word as he was so polite about it, Camden looking down into the others eyes as he could only nod - just once, giving him the allowance he needed to take the next step.

Nicholas admired how Redmond reacted once he was pushing his digits into the muscular male. On how his body shivered at the intrusion and the sudden tightness that surrounded his fingers shortly after he entered him. It was almost as if Red was wanting him both out and inside of him. It was probably a bit uncomfortable at this stage. His fingers weren’t as wet anymore so it was probably closest to fingering the man raw than anything else. But did that stop the ginger? Obviously not – and that brought a perverse smile to Nicholas face as he saw how eager Red was to seek more of him. More of those fingers inside him while rocking his hips back and forth in a steady and constant movement. That was nothing when compared to the main dish – that much was a given – but Nicholas enjoyed to see how people reacted. How far they would go to get what they wanted. Placing himself behind the staff, the assassin allowed his left hand to secure a firm grip on the other’s neck, keeping his face planted against the table while adding a third digit onto the other male. Still tight. Still some resistance being offered as he twisted and turned his wrist, seeking to stretch Red from the inside out. Then – without warning – Nicholas rammed his fingers forward, fucking the staff member without giving it a second thought, curling the tip of his fingers so that they would resemble a hook, striking that bundle of nerves that would surely make Redmond become far more vocal.

Dean bit his lower lip, rolling his eyes and convincing he might just disband with the dietary recommendations for this one night. ‘ Sure. ‘ After taking the sample offered, his tastebuds were quite grateful. Letting out a blissful, contented noise, he nodded in a food haze as Redmond spoke of its exquisite flavour. ‘ You and me both. Perhaps we could double-team him and convince him to give it us - tease him relentlessly until he gives in. ‘

Troy was only half listening, starting to get sucked into that dark part of his mind that could think of things like and be okay with it. Just so long as it was for a cause. “Well, sometimes you gotta think that they don’t see it that. Not at the time. They just know that maybe what they’re doing is for other people, so they don’t have to worry about things like that.” Black and white thinking. It’s what saved him, kept him sane.  “Huh?” Troy said shaking his head. “Me buy you a rat?” He laughed. “I don’t. I could. But I think your boss would have fit if I did that.”

The more the staff performed – the more Nicholas was convinced that he did pick the right one to entertain him that day. How hungrily the other man sucked on his fingers, even going to that extra mile and bopping his head back and forth, suggestively telling him how talented he could be when something was inside his mouth. There would be a time for that. Later. For now – Nicholas was far more entertained in watching the muscular ginger struggle out of his clothes before doing what he was told. Lay flat on the table – his ass at full display. “What a handsome man you are.” The Russian approached the staff member slowly, running his fingertips down the other’s muscled back all the way down to the curve of his ass where those beautiful cheeks silently begged to be touched and played with. But it wasn’t those that Nicholas targeted. Oh no. Using his spit covered fingers – Nicholas pushed them unceremoniously inside Red, scissoring and testing the resistance of the other’s inside muscles. “And you’re tight. I can feel how tight you are around my fingers. Fuck yourself against them. Show me how greedy you can become, Mr. Hart.”

Camden really enjoyed these types - the men who would happily obey and follow every command that’s placed infront of them.  Not that he didn’t enjoy a damn challenge from time to time, but sometimes it was just easier getting to the main event.  He wanted his dick sucked and this guy was going to be the one to do it - plain and simple, both knew the nights expectations.  He walked infront of him, hand stroking through the others red mane, stopping at the back of his head as his fingers tugged at loose strands.  He pulled the others face into the crotch of his pants, not getting undressed just yet but wanting Red to at least feel the outline - anticipate for what was to come.

‘ Well, considering the probabilities of getting propositioned for sex at a moment’s notice, I’d rather keep the back room cleaned out - and a regulated diet is the best way to ensure things don’t get too messy. Luckily, I can get my protein in a liquid state. ‘ Dean thought about his favourite dessert - he did like sweet things on occasion, but he’d never really had a dessert he didn’t like. ‘ Probably rum cake - taste the alcohol but don’t get a hangover - win/win for me. ‘ As Redmond exclaimed over the carrot cake, Dean made a humming noise as he definitely enjoyed that dessert as well. It just sounded healthier - regardless whether it was or not.

It seemed that requesting Redmond had been a good idea. The ginger seemed ever so eager to participate in whatever activity that would indulge both of them – and the fact that he had no limitations or reservations only made things far more interesting. “Is that so?” The Russian brushed his lips against the staff’s neck, licking his pulse point in a slow and tantalizing manner while his hand continued to stroke Red, milking the man’s pre-cum that was already covering his fingers and making his ministrations more sensual. And that ass? Already grinding against his own fully hardened member? “I guess that will be my goal for this meeting. Making you bounce across the room like a damn rabbit. Assuming you can even bounce when I’m done with you.” Nicholas smirked to himself and removed his wet fingers from around Red’s dick, bringing them to the staff’s lips, brushing his fingertips against those highly kissable lips. “Suck them clean. And after? Remove the rest of your clothes before bending over and pressing your chest against the table.”

“Honestly I’m not sure. I don’t go to many of these things but at this stage I’m happy to just roll with what ever happens tonight” he said smiling at the other man. “How about you, what are you wanting from tonight?”

“It is my first event here, so what I want to get out of it is just fun” Redmond answered easily. He had no expectations whatsoever and nothing to compare it to, so anything would be great and so far he had to admit he was loving the event. 

This Redmond did look like a good pick. He was muscular and tall – the type of guy that didn’t break easily. Which was exactly what Nicholas was in the mood for. Why limit himself to the mundane actions when he had such a wide array of guys to pick from? Guys that would do everything he wanted and wouldn’t stop until he was fully satisfied? “You do?” The assassin brushed his nose against the ginger’s neck, inhaling his scent while concealing the smirk that slowly formed on his lips. He could feel Red rubbing his ass against his hardened member and who was he to deny the other man such a taste? “Tell me how.” Nicholas aligned his erection between the staff’s crack, thrusting slowly against him while capturing the man’s earlobe with his teeth. “You’ll have the opportunity to make a lasting impression on me – just one. You know you’d impress me if I call you back to my room on a near future.” Nails scratched the man’s pubes before Nicholas wrapped his fingers around the base of Red’s cock, giving him a couple of strong and deliberate strokes to make him harden under his touch. “Are there any limits that you won’t cross…?”

Troy’s expression darkened as the other spoke of the torture. He had never used it, thank god for that, but he knew of it and knew some second-hand accounts of how effective it was. Really it made him think about how effective any torture could be. You just had to figure out the right method to suit the individual. People would tell you anything if you knew hat buttons to push. He knew so well and while he had never used rats and buckets, there were other methods he was very familiar with and they haunted him to this day. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “that’s really fucked up. Make you wonder what kind of person can do that to someone else.”