My Desirable Prison

Disclaimer: These characters are mine. Simple isn’t it?


Dannigurl: Hey everyone! It’s me again. Sorry the last chap. took so long and hopefully you enjoyed it. Thanks for the reviews and I hope they keep on coming. So here goes….


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CHAPTER 9
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The car slowed and stopped for about five minutes before Jesse realized they were not moving anymore. They had arrived at a club that seemed to be very popular, judging from the crowd of people waiting to get in. The name of the club was illuminated in neon lights but was not in Jesse’s line of sight. He turned to Aidan, finding the man watching him intently.


“Are you okay, Jesse?” A frown of concern marred his face.


“Yeah I am, just lost in my thoughts.” He smiled reassuringly at Aidan. “Are you ready to go in?”


“Yeah, let’s go. I promise you’re going to enjoy this place.” He opened the door and exited the car; Jesse did the same. “It just opened recently and I’ve heard good things about it so far. Come on.” The glowing neon sign announcing that name of the club, “Snake Charm”, gave Jesse a feeling of foreboding but he couldn’t very well tell Aidan that he didn’t want to go in anymore. He would have to give Aidan a reasonable explanation as to why he suddenly changed his mind.


They walked to the front of the line, much to the annoyance of the people waiting to get in, and were permitted to enter the club after having their names checked on the VIP guest list. Jesse’s first impression of the club immediately raised his anxiety up about four more notches. He was now firmly in the ‘this is some serious shit’ stage. The décor was a modern yet chic style, with color scheme a variety of shades of red and black. Black leather couches were scattered at various parts of the first floor with the dance floor dominating the center of the room. Above the first floor was the balcony where dozens of people sat on more leather couches looking down at the dancing throng. He could barely make out the black curtains softly illuminated in a white light; they seemed to be hiding small alcoves. //Privacy rooms// Jesse thought. He was more than familiar with their uses. Strobes lights swung wildly across the room, illuminating a dark corner for a few seconds before moving onto a new shadow. The blaring techno beat with the weird background of something that sounded awfully close to a flute made Jesse want to grab Aidan’s hand and run for the parked car. The club was eerily similar to all the other clubs that Drake owned and it freaked him out. The name “Snake Charm” did nothing but make him more wary.


He reluctantly followed Aidan towards a couch that was recently vacated and sat down beside him; his eyes scanned the crowd, praying that he didn’t see anyone that he recognized or would recognize him. Feeling a tap on his arm, Jesse turned to face Aidan. He nodded when Aidan asked him if he wanted to dance, very glad that he knew how to read lips. He followed closely behind his lover to the middle of the dance floor, the music already making his hips sway in a tantalizing manner.


Aidan pulled him closer, bringing their bodies flush against each other. He returned the smirk that Jesse gave him when he felt his growing hardness because the younger boy had one too. It was a heady feeling to know that with just a look he could cause the teen to ache for him or maybe it wasn’t him but the raging hormones that most teens had to deal with. He was brought out of his musings when Jesse slid his hand between their thrusting bodies to cup his erection. He didn’t bother to hide the groan of pleasure that Jesse’s touch brought him. He leaned closer to nip the space where the other boy’s neck met his shoulder, smirking when he heard a whimper of need.


Aidan’s hipped snapped a bit more forcefully at the sound of that whimper. God! The noises that Jesse made were enough to make him forget everything he was thought about being proper, drop the dark haired beauty to the floor and fuck him until he knew he was his and only his. He continued to bite and suckle on the scrumptious neck, feeling a sudden urge to put a visible mark on Jesse. It seemed that Jesse didn’t mind either, judging by moans of “Oh yes” and “fuck Aidan!” Aidan’s hands reached around Jesse to hold onto the ass that he was just dying to sink into. Just thinking about the tight heat made more blood rush to his cock and a full-bodied shudder to ensue. He continued to thrust his hips against Jesse’s, trying to create more friction between their bodies. He raised his head from Jesse’s neck and looked into the eyes of the young man he feared had stolen his heart. The sight before him caused his heart to beat faster and a stupid grin to grace his face. It seemed that Jesse was rubbing off on him more than he thought.


Jesse’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. He didn’t know what it was but for some reason he was even more aroused than he usual got with Aidan and that was saying a lot. Maybe it was the fact that they were practically having sex in the middle of a crowded nightclub that made Aidan’s touch that more exciting. Although if he were to be honest with himself, he had done far worse in much more crowded places with far more people. A groan of pure love welled from the depths of Jesse’s being as Aidan continued to suck and bite on his neck like a dog and his favorite chew toy. If he was not so caught up in humping the millionaire’s leg like a dog in heat, he would have laughed at his sudden need to include something about dogs in his every thought. Instead of laughing, he moaned something that could be interpreted as a ‘Fuck Aidan’ or maybe it was ‘Oh yes’. He was too forgone to care about that but hopefully Aidan knew that he wanted him to keep doing what he was doing. Jesse tried not come right then and there when he felt Aidan kneading his ass like dough; he could feel the heat from Aidan’s palm burning through the leather of his pants and it was doing wonders for his libido.



Jesse didn’t get pissed or try to pull Aidan’s head back when his lips left his neck; he really didn’t. His eyelids felt heavy in the same way it did when he was intensely aroused or just really sleepy. He licked in lips slowly just because he knew Aidan was watching and because it drove the older man crazy; something about him having cocksucker lips. He felt an answering smile appear on his face at the sight of Aidan’s goofy grin. He couldn’t remember the last time he had found so much happiness in watching someone else’s happiness and just like that, the sense of foreboding returned in full force. His smile dimmed and he quickly shoved his dark thoughts to the back of his mind when he saw that Aidan’s smile had dimmed also. He leaned in to kiss away the confusion that he could see in Aidan’s eyes. There was no need to worry him when there was nothing to be worried about.

“I have an idea I think you’ll love.” Jesse punctuated his statement with a lick on the outer shell of Aidan’s ears.

“Oh yeah? What’s your idea?” Aidan tried to pay attention to what Jesse was saying but it was becoming more and more difficult as the minutes rolled by.

“Well it goes like this. You go to the bar, get us some drinks and don’t even think of bringing back soda or water for me.” All this was said just inches away from Aidan’s mouth; Jesse could tell the other man was struggling to comprehend what he was saying.

“W-What will you be doing while I’m encouraging underage drinking?” He darted in quickly to press a kiss on the kiss swollen lips of his latest obsession. He wasn’t ashamed of it, although the words would never leave his mouth. Admitting it would cause Jesse’s already oversized ego to grow to even more enormous proportions.


“Well I’ll be doing the most important job. I am going to find us a place that will offer us a bit more privacy. I don’t know about you but I *really* want to finish what you selfishly started. You see black curtains at the far wall over there?” He pointed to the privacy rooms he had seen earlier at the other side of the dance floor. “They are privacy rooms, rooms where people like you and I can spend some quality time together.”


“You were right; I do like your idea. I’ll go get those drinks then and I’ll meet you over there.” With a quick kiss, Aidan turned and instantly disappeared into the throbbing mass of sweating bodies. Smiling like a kid at Christmas, Jesse walked towards the privacy rooms, all the while ignoring the hands that touched him in intimate places. After he reached the side of the club where the rooms were, he saw a sign that said ‘if the light is white you’re alright, if the light is red someone’s in the bed.’ Five minutes and six red lights later, Jesse finally saw his white light at the end of the tunnel. He quickly stepped inside and pulled the curtain behind him. He didn’t switch the red light on, hoping that Aidan would pick the room he was in first.


Surprisingly the air smelled fresh and the sheets looked clean and fresh too. Jesse supposed it was because of the sign posted on the wall above the bed ‘Let’s be fresh, don’t leave a mess.” He didn’t know who thought up those signs and while he still thought they needed to be shot, he was glad that they had posted the signs in the ‘room’. He looked around and was impressed at the size of the room. From the outside it looked like there would only be a little loveseat to maneuver around but it was quite the opposite. There was a queen sized bed in the middle of the room with red sheets, two black night stands on both sides of the bed and two lamps resting on the night stands. All in all, it was not a bad set-up considering it was in a club.

Deciding to shorten the amount of time it would take for Aidan to strip him of his clothes, Jesse unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the side of the bed. Not a minute later he felt a hand caress the tattooed part of his back, causing a shiver to run violently across the recently touched area. It was not a shiver of pleasure.

“I’m not working tonight.” He didn’t need to turn around to know it was not Aidan who had just touched him.


The man behind him chuckled. “Bullshit. A whore doesn’t have nights off, especially not you Jesse.” He didn’t recognize the voice but then again he didn’t expect to. After a while all the Johns became faceless and all of them had the same voice. It was a defense mechanism, one that worked well. He turned now to face the man, masking his fear of Aidan walking in at the wrong moment. The man in question was a large build with a bulging gut, around age 45, graying hair and a face that made a pit bull look beautiful. Bob Kesler was not a pretty man.


“Actually you’re right. I don’t have a night off. I’m just not available to the general public; it’s a private party tonight. Someone has paid quite a lot of money to have me all to himself. Now it would be great if you left before Drake found out that you interrupted a very expensive trick,” Jesse said with as a certainty he really did not feel. A bead of sweat trickled down his back, the only visible sign of nervousness.


“Oh yeah? That’s funny because Drake was the one who said I could give you a go tonight.” The salacious smile he wore caused his already ugly appearance even more unbearable. Jesse dodged the Bob’s hand as it tried to stroke his bare chest and in doing so he lost his balance and fell on the bed. He sucked in a gulp of air, trying not to panic. He knew for a fact that there was no way he could get out of the room if the man didn’t want him to. He tried to focus on what his wannabe John was saying. “You’re an eager little slut aren’t you? Dropping to the bed and spreading you legs like warm butter.” If the situation wasn’t fast becoming serious, Jesse would have laughed. Warm butter….who says stuff like that?


Bob continued as if the fact that Jesse looked like he was trying to move through the wall like Kitty from X-Men didn’t throw him off. “I bet ya didn’t know that your master was watching you grind yourself on that rich white boy. He gave me the green light to rip your ass a new one and that’s exactly what I’m gonna do.” His hands lowered to his belt and he began to unbutton and loosen them.


“Now hold on a second. Let me finish this job first and then you can have me the rest of the night.” Jesse grew hopeful when the man’s hands on his fly paused; he seemed to be considering the offer. That hope was quickly extinguished when the hands resumed and finished what they had begun. “Nah, I don’t think so. I want you fresh and untouched. You’ll feel it more that way.” The panicking teen cringed when the man dropped his pants leaving his discolored, once white with what looked like grease stained briefs on display. “The first thing I’m gonna do is lick all over that whore mark ya got on your back. That’ll remind ya that you belong to Drake. Then I’m gonna allow you to suck me off and when I’m good and hard, I’m gonna slam into that perty little whole of yours and fuck you until you bleed and ain’t nobody gonna stop me.” He smiled that smile again, the one where you want to send the kids inside, even if you don’t have any kids.


“I’m afraid I have to disagree with you on that last point.” Jesse breathed an audible sigh of relief at the sound of Aidan’s voice. With him there he’d have more of a fighting chance to leave the club untouched. “He’s already been paid for and I intend to collect.” Aidan jerked a thumb in Jesse’s direction, not taking his eyes off the burly man who had turned to face him. He wasn’t overly concerned about the man since two of his four bodyguards were right outside the curtain.

“Get the fuck out of here ya preppy motherf**ker. I already paid Drake and if you got a problem with me sliding into pretty over there then ya need to talk to the Snake Charmer, not me.” He turned his back to Aidan, preparing to kneel on the bed and crawl over to where Jesse was crowding against the wall. He, unfortunately for him, didn’t get far before he felt a tap on his back. A growl rumbled low in his throat and he made up his mind to beat the shit of the rich looking bastard before he punished Jesse for no reason other than because he could. Oh and because he liked to see the little shit squeal and bleed like a pig.


He turned around, hand already curled into a fist and ready to rearrange the younger man’s face when he saw two bouncer type men standing in front of him. They hadn’t been there before and they didn’t look like the type of men he wanted to fuck with. Bob Kesler was not an overly intelligent man but he was smart enough to know when he needed to back down. He focused on what the younger man was saying because he had a feeling if he didn’t he would be looking for his teeth in the bottom of the ocean.


“Now if you would do me a favor and tell Mr. Chambers that I do not like to be interrupted when spending time with Jesse, I would appreciate it. Come on Jesse, we’ll continue this somewhere else. Have a goodnight sir.” He held his hand out, not for Bob to shake but for Jesse to reach for as he cautiously inched his way off the bed.


Jesse felt a wave of relief wash through when he saw Aidan’s bodyguards come through the curtain. He listened to Aidan talking to the man and waited for his cue to leave the room. He was not about to make sudden movements in case it might set his dirty would-be rapist off. When Aidan called for him, he carefully edged his way off the bed, grabbed his shirt from off the floor and went towards his lover’s outstretched hand. He didn’t resist when Aidan pulled him behind him and bid the hideous bastard goodnight like they were old chums.


They left the room with one bodyguard in front and another at the back. Jesse couldn’t resist looking up to where the VIP room was, trying to see if he could see Mr. Chamber, as Aidan put it. He could only see shadows but he was positive that the only one not moving was Drake and that he was looking at them. It took a total of five minutes, the amount of time it took for Aidan and Jesse to get to their car and the bodyguards to get to theirs, before something struck Jesse as odd. Aidan had called Drake ‘Mr. Chambers.’ No one had said Drake’s last name so how the fuck had Aidan known?

He was so lost in his thoughts, he didn’t know when or how he had gotten into the car. He also didn’t know when they had begun moving. He wouldn’t have known that they were already back at the mansion if Aidan hadn’t shook him. He snapped out of it and asked the question that had been bounding around in his head the entire ride back.

“How long?” he whispered. He sat unmoving, staring unblinkingly at the place he’d called home for months now.


“How long what? Jesse what are you talking about?” Aidan had a bad feeling he knew exactly what Jesse was talking about but he was not going to be stupid and admit to something that might not be what Jesse was talking about at all. His mother had forced to him to watch too many soap operas for him not to learn not to admit to anything until it is said; sometimes not even then.


“Don’t fuck with me Aidan. How long have you know about Drake? Or should I say Mr. Chambers? Please don’t lie to me Aidan, not about this.” His fingers curled into fists of frustration on his thighs. His head was spinning with the thought of Aidan making love to him knowing that he was a prostitute without saying anything.


“What? Why are you acting so angry about that? I overheard you and that calling his name.” Aidan’s reassuring smile faltered when he didn’t see Aidan Jesse respond positively. Jesse’s lips had compressed into a thin, angry line and he kept opening and closing his hands.


“I asked you not to lie – ” Jesse began.


“I didn’t lie to you Jesse.” Aidan interrupted.


“Yes you FUCKING did!! No one said Drake’s last name so you couldn’t have overheard us! You were the only one that said Mr. Chambers. So again Aidan, how long have you fucking known?” Jesse finally turned to Aidan, his face flushed with anger and his green eyes flashing dangerously. He never looked more gorgeous.

He sighed and tried to judge the best way to continue. He had never seen the beautiful teen so angry and he would not put it past him to do something rash if Aidan dealt with this indelicately. He figured the best way was to tell the truth and speak in a gently manner, the way one would talk to a mentally ill person wielding a sharp object.

“I’ve known since the beginning.” He threw a wary glance at Jesse who seemed to be hyperventilating. He was about to reach a tentative hand out to him when Jesse opened the car door and closed it with a resounding slam. He got a few feet before Aidan hopped out the car too and followed him. He yelled for him to slow down but the teen just ignored him and kept walking.

He followed Jesse through the open door of the mansion, closed it behind him and grabbed Jesse by the arm. “Hold up Jesse, let’s talk about this.” He let go of the angry boy when he pulled his arm roughly away from him.

“What is there to talk about Aidan? I have nothing to say to you other than I fucking hate you.” Jesse began to stomp his way to the staircase before Aidan grabbed his arm again. “Don’t fucking touch me!” He practically roared at the stunned looking man holding his arm. If he never had anything to do with Aidan again it would the best thing that could happen to him.

“What’s the big deal anyway? So I know what you did to survive. It doesn’t change anything.” He grabbed Jesse midway up the stairs and pushed against the wall.

“What do you mean it doesn’t change anything? It changes EVERYTHING. I’ve been your convenient whore for how many months and you haven’t even had the decency to tell me you’ve known the truth. I suppose your line of thinking was ‘Let him think that you actually want to be around him for something other than sex. If he doesn’t know that I know he can’t charge me!’ Well guess what Aidan, fuck you!” Aidan could practically see the steam flowing from Jesse’s ear; Jesse was really angry with him and he was really turned on. Jesse opened his mouth to rip into Aidan again when the older man shut him up with a rough kiss. He should have seen that one coming. He could feel himself melting and he hated himself for it.


Aidan released Jesse’s ravaged lips and looked him straight in the eye. “It was never just about the sex Jesse. I could have almost anyone I want but I chose you. I chose your smile, your wit, your intellect and your ability to make me laugh and feel happy when those are the last things I want. I knew that if I told you that I knew about your past you’d freak out like you are now and nothing would never happen between us. I’m sorry I was not honest with you Jesse.” He softly kissed Jesse’s closed eyes.

“I’m sorry too Aidan. I wasn’t honest with you for the same reason. I thought that if you knew that you wouldn’t want anything to do with me.” Jesse opened tear-filled eyes to look at the man he had fallen in love with.

Aidan smiled adoringly at Jesse. “How could I not want anything to do with the one person that has made me happy in a long, long time?" He wiped away a tear that had slipped unnoticed from Jesse's eye. "Now that we’ve forgiven each other, how about we head upstairs and continue what we started at the club?” He grabbed Jesse’s hand and gently pulled him up the stairs. Jesse smiled at Aidan’s seemingly one track mind.

“Aidan? I’m glad I met you.” Jesse said softly. He knew he sounded extremely sappy and lovesick but he didn’t really care.

Aidan stopped at the top of the stairs and pulled Jesse into a hug. “I’m glad I met you too Jesse.” He spoke the words just as softly as Jesse did. “Promise me something?” He continued when he felt Jesse’s nod against his chest. “Promise me that there won’t be another lies or secrets between us.” He noticed Jesse’s pause but he wrote it off as him being hesitant to reveal himself fully. He heard a soft yes and he smiled. “I promise you the same Jesse. Nothing is going to come between us.” He felt his heart do a curious melting thing at his young love’s beautiful smile. “Come on.” Once again he took his hand and they went to his or rather their bedroom.



That night they made love slowly, with a tenderness that would bring tears to viewers if it was a movie. They held each other after completion and smiled smiles of contentment. It was after Jesse felt that Aidan was asleep that he said the words he didn’t have the courage to say when the older man was awake. “I love you Aidan Scott.” He almost jumped out of his skin when he heard Aidan reply. “I love you Jesse Winthrop.” He snuggled closer to Aidan and felt asleep feeling the happiest he had ever felt. He didn’t remember his earlier thoughts of every time he was happy something went wrong. Little did he know that just down the hall was the one thing that threatened his happiness and new found love.

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End of Chapter 9


A/N: Tell me what you guys think. The confrontation between Bianca and Jesse will happen next chapter. Sorry for all the mistakes. Hope you enjoy. Please review!!!