The Bishounen Diaries
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,220
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Recommended:
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Disclaimer:
I've been writing to cleanly lately. I needed to get some filth off from my mind before I continued with my main works. There are no relations to actual people or events other than coincidental. It's ALL FICTION.
木曜日 31八月 20XX年
My flight back was moved a half day ahead, then now it's delayed by another 6 hours. I've been at the airport all day. It's getting dark. I felt for certain I would be victimized in this moment. How would I protect myself.
Perhaps I should stop being the victimized and start being the aggressor. Yes. I have a plan. I checked into a hotel in case my flight was delayed all night. I gave my agent a call.
"Hey, what's going on Yori?"
"I need a favor."
"Anything, ask."
"I know you probably have some...connections."
"And..."
"I'm near the airport, and I would like to get an escort for tonight."
"Your flight's not coming in so you're going to fly on your own eh?"
"Something like that, can you arrange it?"
"Sure thing, it's my treat too."
I just had to wait for her to arrive. I would take her to dinner first. I was hungry.
We ended up meeting at the restaurant. She ordered relatively cheap, I got steak. The special tonight was spaghetti, but not for me. Not this night. She was a good conversation piece, too. She set the table off. She was definitely a professional. She wasn't familiar with my work, but she was familiar with the business, so we had a lot to talk about.
She was very hospitable, too. Friendly in the way escorts are supposed to be. Eventually the end of the meal came and it was time for desert. I decided we'd take the stairs to my room. It was on the 5th floor, she couldn't hide her complexion over the trip. I made sure to take the stairs slowly, pausing at conversation points here and there. Just when she thought she might be doing her job in the stairwell we reached the fifth floor.
I pretended to forget which room was mine for about three minutes, then she told me to check the card. I couldn't hold off any longer. In the room we went. I took my jacket off and told her to make herself comfortable. She re-applied her makeup in the mirror and opened her blouse. She was a predator. Men would fall under her as she stood now. I wasn't a man though, I was a victim.
She sat down beside me and lay her hand on my leg. "You're new to these arrangements, aren't you?" She asked in a soft tone. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."
"Are you sure you're alright with this?" I asked her, acting as if it was my first time with a woman.
"You don't need to worry about me, dear, tonight is all for you." She shifter her hands to my chest and my back, leaning her had on my shoulder. I could see everything her brazier was holding back, the blouse had nothing to do with it, I'm sure she knew this. Before long she followed my eyes, and then her hands made their way to mine. "Let me help you." He placed my hands on her chest and held them there for a moment, and then removed her own. I could feel her pulse, it was slow, this was nothing to her. She was warm too. She was studying my appraisal, and I found that to be my perfect time for enacting vengeance.
I slid my hands to the first undone button of her blouse, and her eyes followed. I began to button them up slowly.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just don't feel in the mood tonight, I'll have to turn you down." I told her. She looked shocked. I felt empowered. I could even see her heart racing through the vessels in her neck. She didn't know what to do. "I'm sure you have transportation arranged to get home, I wish you a safe journey."
She said nothing. The glow about her face disappeared and she collected her things before leaving. It was as if her energy was drained. All of that strength, all of that life force was now flowing in my victorious veins. I WILL NOT BE A TOY! I WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO EVERY WOMAN INTENT ON BEDDING ME! I DECIDE!
I don't know if I thought those words or yelled them in my hotel room, but it felt good. Damn she was hot. It didn't matter next to my infallible willpower. I am sure I healed a few scars tonight. Of course, I would feel uncomfortable on my flight if I didn't expel her image from my mind before liftoff. I hit the bathroom and took care of it.
"I will not be a toy. I will not succumb to every woman intent on bedding me. I decide. I decide … I DECIDE!"
Perhaps I should stop being the victimized and start being the aggressor. Yes. I have a plan. I checked into a hotel in case my flight was delayed all night. I gave my agent a call.
"Hey, what's going on Yori?"
"I need a favor."
"Anything, ask."
"I know you probably have some...connections."
"And..."
"I'm near the airport, and I would like to get an escort for tonight."
"Your flight's not coming in so you're going to fly on your own eh?"
"Something like that, can you arrange it?"
"Sure thing, it's my treat too."
I just had to wait for her to arrive. I would take her to dinner first. I was hungry.
We ended up meeting at the restaurant. She ordered relatively cheap, I got steak. The special tonight was spaghetti, but not for me. Not this night. She was a good conversation piece, too. She set the table off. She was definitely a professional. She wasn't familiar with my work, but she was familiar with the business, so we had a lot to talk about.
She was very hospitable, too. Friendly in the way escorts are supposed to be. Eventually the end of the meal came and it was time for desert. I decided we'd take the stairs to my room. It was on the 5th floor, she couldn't hide her complexion over the trip. I made sure to take the stairs slowly, pausing at conversation points here and there. Just when she thought she might be doing her job in the stairwell we reached the fifth floor.
I pretended to forget which room was mine for about three minutes, then she told me to check the card. I couldn't hold off any longer. In the room we went. I took my jacket off and told her to make herself comfortable. She re-applied her makeup in the mirror and opened her blouse. She was a predator. Men would fall under her as she stood now. I wasn't a man though, I was a victim.
She sat down beside me and lay her hand on my leg. "You're new to these arrangements, aren't you?" She asked in a soft tone. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."
"Are you sure you're alright with this?" I asked her, acting as if it was my first time with a woman.
"You don't need to worry about me, dear, tonight is all for you." She shifter her hands to my chest and my back, leaning her had on my shoulder. I could see everything her brazier was holding back, the blouse had nothing to do with it, I'm sure she knew this. Before long she followed my eyes, and then her hands made their way to mine. "Let me help you." He placed my hands on her chest and held them there for a moment, and then removed her own. I could feel her pulse, it was slow, this was nothing to her. She was warm too. She was studying my appraisal, and I found that to be my perfect time for enacting vengeance.
I slid my hands to the first undone button of her blouse, and her eyes followed. I began to button them up slowly.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just don't feel in the mood tonight, I'll have to turn you down." I told her. She looked shocked. I felt empowered. I could even see her heart racing through the vessels in her neck. She didn't know what to do. "I'm sure you have transportation arranged to get home, I wish you a safe journey."
She said nothing. The glow about her face disappeared and she collected her things before leaving. It was as if her energy was drained. All of that strength, all of that life force was now flowing in my victorious veins. I WILL NOT BE A TOY! I WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO EVERY WOMAN INTENT ON BEDDING ME! I DECIDE!
I don't know if I thought those words or yelled them in my hotel room, but it felt good. Damn she was hot. It didn't matter next to my infallible willpower. I am sure I healed a few scars tonight. Of course, I would feel uncomfortable on my flight if I didn't expel her image from my mind before liftoff. I hit the bathroom and took care of it.
"I will not be a toy. I will not succumb to every woman intent on bedding me. I decide. I decide … I DECIDE!"