Jeno wasn't really one for clubs. That's why he was so hesitant about Mark's offer for all the months it had been handed to him.

He mainly didn't like the idea of fucking some random girl or boy who decided to sell their body for a couple of extra bucks each night at said club.

And that's how he ended up alone at a table after Mark had told him to 'loosen up a little!' before drunkenly stumbling off with some tan boy named Donghyuck who he had met earlier. Jeno was super tense, scared that if he loosened up too much he would appear as the perfect target for one of those prostitutes.

Yep.

Alone, just drunk enough to fuck up his morals, and hot as hell.

The perfect target.

And that's just what one of them thought.

"So pretty little slut.."

Those were the words that made Jeno look up from his drink, and the sight he was met with, he was not pleased with.

A poor boy sitting at a table becoming a victim to some fat old man's horny desires.

Now normally, Jeno would let it slide. Prostitutes were basically asking for it with their jobs being the way they were.

But this was different.

The boy looked uncomfortable.

And that was crossing the line for Jeno.

He put on his killer gaze and stood up, leaving his pack of cigarettes on the table and walking over to the other.

"There you are! I've been looking all over for you." Jeno said, acting as if he had been there with the boy the whole time. The old man glared at him and begrudgingly released his grip on the youngers waist before walking off. Jeno sat beside him and slung an arm around the other's shoulder protectively as he watched the man go.

Once he was out of sight, Jeno felt the boy visibly relax in his hold, practically melting into his side. Jeno smiled lightly and chuckled.

"It's alright, kid. You're safe now." The boy looked at him and nodded, regaining himself before putting on a smile.

"Thanks-" the boy paused, searching for a name.

"Jeno. My names Jeno." The younger nodded.

"I'm Jaemin..." Jaemin paused again, this time captivated by Jeno's features. He had a sharp jawline and such beautiful defined detail in his face, the sharp shape of his eyes being complimented by the softness within them. His dark hair was just a bit disheveled and the cigarette in his mouth glowed gently, smelling much better than the last man's jacket that reeked of weed. Jaemin smiled.

"Well Jeno, thanks for the help. He is a rather threatening man in the business. He fucked a girl so relentlessly once that she died. He choked her out in bed. One heck of a kink gone wrong, you know?" Jeno tilted his head.

"You mean you're a prostitute as well?" He asked, looking Jaemin up and down. The younger nodded, crawling into Jeno's lap.

"Is there something wrong with that sweetheart?" Jeno knitted his brows together in concern.

"But you're so young.." Jeno commented. Due to Jaemin's position as he straddled his lap and the way he was slowly grinding against him mixed with the alcohol in Jeno's system, he couldn't help it as his hands made their way to Jaemin's waist, grasping him gently and letting out a content sigh as Jaemin found the perfect rhythm to pleasure him. Jaemin smirked.

"That doesn't seem to be stopping you now does it, pretty boy?" Jaemin asked breathlessly. He pressed his body a little harder against Jeno's, needy whines escaping him as he did. The older let out a breathy laugh.

"Damn baby it just- ah feels so good.." Jaemin put his arms around Jeno's neck and smiled lustfully.

"Mm, you like it?" He asked, taking the cigarette from Jeno's mouth and putting it out on the table. Jeno blew out the smoke before leaning forward and connecting their lips. Jaemin being the person he was had kissed many people before, but something about kissing Jeno was different. Maybe it was the way they seemed to fit perfectly together, or maybe it was due to the amazing softness of the olders lips as they pressed against each other.

It was mesmerizing.

"Let's take this upstairs, shall we?" Jaemin asked seductively. He slid off Jeno's lap and took the olders hand, leading him up a flight of stairs and into one of the many rooms on the upper level. Jaemin didn't give Jeno much time to talk as he locked the door behind them and turned back to Jeno, pushing him down on the bed and hungrily attacking his lips.

Eventually, Jeno was up against the headboard while Jaemin once more straddled his lap, grinding down on his clothed member and devouring his lips. They were both still mostly dressed, except for the fact that Jaemin had removed Jeno's jacket earlier, but they were nowhere near naked.

Yet.

Jeno pulled away from the kiss with a smile. "You're so pretty, baby.." He whispered as he looked into Jaemin's dark eyes. He wasn't wrong. Jaemin did look amazing. His lips were bright pink, glossy, and swollen from their make-out session(s), and his cheeks became a darker pink than before at the compliment.

It was strange to Jaemin, that Jeno hadn't made any further moves. It was like he was letting Jaemin call all the shots, which wasn't normally how it worked when it came to Jaemin's job.

"I'm glad you like what you're seeing.." Jaemin moaned a bit after the words left his lips, his erection growing harder when he heard a groan escape Jeno as he ground down a little harder than before, applying more pressure than he had previously. "Fuck Jen- I'm so hard.." Jaemin whined, earning a chuckle from the older.

"Do you want some help with that darling?" Jeno asked, his voice seeming to be an octave lower than before. Jaemin nodded vigorously, another whine escaping him.

Jeno had sat up, repositioning them so that Jaemin was in his lap, his head leaned back against the olders chest. Jeno's hands slipped under the youngers shirt, feeling the boy's muscles underneath while he sucked a dark spot into his neck.

"Mm J-Jeno, please.. Just d-do something already-" Jaemin whined. Jeno moved his mouth to Jaemin's ear.

"What do you want, hm? Tell me what you want me to do baby." Jeno whispered against the youngers ear. Jaemin felt himself slipping a little from reality as he whispered his response.

"Touch me. Mm, daddy please~" Those words sent new waves of arousal coursing through the both of them as Jaemin let out small pants and whimpers under Jeno's touch, the older smirking more and continuing to run his hands along the youngers chest and stomach underneath his shirt.

"Where hm? Tell daddy where so he can please you, baby." Jaemin threw his head back onto Jeno's shoulder. He slowly grabbed Jeno's wrist and led his hand down to his crotch, whining more when the other's fingers grazed his bulge through his pants.

"Th-there.. Please~" He moaned out. Somewhere in the back of his mind, his conscious was telling him that this wasn't how prostitutes were supposed to handle customers, but the thought almost stung to Jaemin. Putting Jeno on the same level as all the disgusting people who only valued his body felt wrong to him, but really Jeno was basically just like them. The only difference was that for once Jeno was thinking about him.

For once, he felt, loved.

Jeno reached down, beginning to unbutton the youngers pants before pausing.

"Is this alright sweetheart?" Jaemin turned his head to look at Jeno, eyes glazed over with lust. For a moment he was brought back to reality by Jeno's soft expression.

Jeno just asked permission.

He asked permission when Jaemin was a prostitute.

The younger nodded at Jeno.

"Jeno, I'm all yours tonight. Use me how you want.. Just please touch me already." Jeno smiled more to himself than anyone as he finished unzipping the boy's pants and helped him shimmy out of them. Once they were comfortable again, he wasted no more time pulling down Jaemin's boxers, watching in amazement as the youngers hard member sprang free.

Jaemin was bigger than what Jeno had expected. He had known from the obvious outline in the boy's pants that he was big, but, it was still unexpected to see a bottom with this much girth and length. There was already so much pre-cum leaking out of the youngers red tip that he found himself smirking and wondering who was supposed to please who.

"Mm Jeno.. Please~" Jaemin moaned as Jeno's hand hovered teasingly over his length. Jeno smirked and moved his mouth to be by Jaemin's ear.

"Beg." He whispered huskily, his voice rough with arousal. Jaemin whimpered at that and tried to buck up to Jeno's touch, desperate for any form of friction.

"P-please daddy~ please I want it- I want you so bad. I've been such a good boy for daddy.. P-please I-I-" Jaemin had to admit, no one had ever gotten him this worked up before they even had their own dick out.

"Shh that's right, baby. You've been very good for daddy." Jeno said softly. Jaemin hadn't even noticed that Jeno had reached over onto the bedside table and grabbed one of the lube packets, opening it and warming a bit on his fingers. Jaemin sighed blissfully as he waited for Jeno to work his magic.

It was then that Jaemin decided he didn't like their position. He wanted to feel Jeno's muscles under his hands.  He slowly moved to be facing Jeno and let his hooded eyes travel the boy's features. He grabbed the bottom of Jeno's shirt and let out a whine.

"Off." He whimpered, to which Jeno complied, easily removing the shirt before moving his hand back to where it had been hovering over Jaemin's cock.

But this time, the older wrapped his hand around the length and began to pump it at a satisfying pace.

"Mm daddy~" Jaemin moaned out as spikes of pleasure shot through his body. Jeno smiled as he pleasured the boy, watching how he came undone just from his touch, his hands running up and down Jeno's chest weakly, sweat-covered forehead glistening and his hair sticking to his skin. It was crazy to him how he had gotten the younger this worked up just from his touch.

"Does that feel good baby? Do you like how daddy's hand feels around your pretty cock?" Jaemin whimpered at his words, nodding breathlessly. "Use your words, darling." He hummed. Jaemin opened his mouth to speak, his breath unsteady.

"So good~ daddy, I'm so close please let me cum." Jaemin begged. Jeno smiled gingerly at the boy, reaching out a hand and pushing his hair behind his ear.

"You can cum baby. You've been so good for daddy, you deserve it." Jaemin nodded vigorously, throwing his head back as he bucked his hips up into Jeno's hand. The older watched as the youngers desperate thrusts into his hand became sloppier and more broken as he became closer and closer to his release.

Finally, Jaemin let out a satisfied moan as he came undone in Jeno's hand, legs shaking a bit and breathing heavy, cum landing on their chests.

Jeno wiped his hand on the bedsheets and reached over to grab a tissue from the box on the bedside table, wiping the cum from their guests with a smile. Jaemin rose a brow in confusion as his breathing finally steadied.

"Jeno.. What about you?" Jaemin asked, gesturing to Jeno's extremely hard erection. Jeno shook his head with a smile, reaching out and pulling Jaemin into his hold before laying down.

"It's okay Jaemin. I just wanted to help you. You seemed like you needed it, wanted it maybe. So I wanted to help you. Besides, from what I know prostitutes don't normally get this kind of attention, and I think everyone deserves this." Jeno spoke softly with a smile. Jaemin felt a bit of warmth blossom in his chest at these words and it made him wonder..

"What are you even doing at a club?" Jaemin asked. Jeno let out an airy laugh.

"My friend brought me." Jaemin turned over while playing with Jeno's fingers.

"And who in their right mind brought someone as cute and innocent as you into this club?" Jeno chuckled.

"Innocent? That's not what you thought a couple of minutes ago." Jeno said with a smirk. Jaemin smiled up at him.

"Touché."

"Besides, his name is Mark Lee. He's a friend of mine, I just tagged along." Jeno answered. "I never thought I'd end up like this though.." Jaemin tilted his head and turned onto his side.

"What do you mean? Never thought you'd end up with a prostitute?" Jaemin asked. His face fell when he noticed Jeno's features darken, his head nodding a bit. "I understand.. You, think I'm gross, for sleeping with, so many people...." Jaemin said, his voice saddening as he looked down. "But i-it pays the bills..." Jeno suddenly turned as he heard a quiver in Jaemin's tone, noticing the stray tears falling down the boy's cheeks.

"Jaemin.."

"I should go. The night is still young and I could probably still fit in one more customer if I go now.." Jaemin mumbled as he sat up, searching for his shirt as he stood up.

"Wait!" Before Jaemin could fully slide off the bed, he was stopped by a soft yet firm grip on his wrist. He turned to see Jeno looking up with wide, pleading eyes. His expression relaxed and his grip on the boy's wrist loosened a bit. "P-please don't go yet.. I'll pay you more just- stay..?" Jaemin softened at the fact that Jeno was asking a question. He was asking if Jaemin wanted to stay, not forcing him to stay with no offers of anything else. Jaemin sighed and crawled back onto the bed beside Jeno. The older smiled as he pulled the boy close, moving so that now he was snuggling into Jaemin's side. The younger smiled as he pet Jeno's hair.

"Wow. We didn't even have sex and you're this clingy. I'm surprised." Jeno blushed a deep red at the younger's words and let a comfortable silence fall over them for a second before he sat up, crawling so that he was on the other boy's stomach. He reached down and cupped the youngers face, looking into the boy's dark eyes with sincerity.

"Jaemin, you're too young to be doing this," Jeno whispered, letting a small tear roll down his cheek. "You're too beautiful to be selling your body..." Jeno cried. He hoped that maybe if he showed Jaemin that he cared, that it was possible to find someone you could appreciate, someone who would appreciate you back, maybe Jaemin would stop.

"Please Jaemin.. Stop doing this."

Jaemin sighed, reaching up and wiping the tears from Jeno's cheeks as the olders posture weakened, his hand trailing off of Jaemin's cheek and onto his bare chest as he fell there as well. "Please Jaem.. Please."

"Jeno.. It's okay. I'm alright. I've made it this far, I can make it farther. Don't cry. Please don't cry." Jeno sniffled as he pulled his head off Jaemin's chest, about to move beside Jaemin until he felt the youngers strong arms holding him down.

"Stay like this Jen. You're warm." Jeno slowly laid his head back down on Jaemin's chest and scrunched his nose.

"But you smell like cum and alcohol." He may have a stuffy nose, but nothing could mask the scent.

"And who's fault is that?" Jaemin said with a smirk, earning a light slap on the chest from Jeno.

"Dumby dumb.." He whispered cutely as he shut his eyes.

Minutes passed and Jeno was asleep peacefully on Jaemin's chest, soft snores escaping his lips as he rested. Jaemin smiled as he pet Jeno's hair and shut his eyes.

He could get used to this.

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