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Luca had Saturday off and he spent most of it tidying up his modest apartment and doing a little meal prep for the next couple days.
Vesper tonight? Maria texted at 4:46 pm.
Yes of course. Luca replied.
He liked to dress up a little more than usual when he went out. Not that he wanted to pick up anyone, but a nice outfit and some good cologne did wonders for someone’s confidence. Not to mention a little liquid courage, that definitely helped too.
***
Luca enjoyed having baths when time allowed and his bathtub was actually pretty accommodating, considering the size of him. He could at least mostly submerge his top half, the knees never stood a chance though, he didn’t mind much.
He used some fancy body scrub he got a free sample of a couple months ago, singing along to some song on his ‘bath time’ playlist. It smelled like pineapple and made his body baby-smooth.
Once the water temperature had gotten considerably cooler and the playlist was pretty much over, he decided to get out. Now dried off and moisturized, he changed into some comfy sweats and decided to have a light dinner. Some mapo tofu he had in the fridge and a little rice.
Luca washed his face, shaved and did skin prep. Now time to pick out an outfit.
After looking at his oh-so-extensive wardrobe that could make approximately 10 different outfits, he settled on a black tank and a casual pair of black jeans with a simple belt. Shoes would come later, not that he had a lot of options in that department either.
Some would call it a capsule wardrobe, Luca would call it ‘I moved here six month ago and would rather eat than buy new clothes’.
***
“How about you buy me some shots and that’s your IOU for the record,” Maria said in the Uber from his place.
“Is that all for my IOU?” Luca asked, already regretting it.
She was silent for too long. “I’ll let you know,” Maria said and Luca didn’t even need to look at her to know she was smiling.
He rolled his eyes anyway.
***
Vesper was always busy on a Saturday night and, honestly, he always felt better when the floor was pretty packed. Was easy to lose yourself in the music when there was just barely enough room to move through the crowd.
He ordered two shots: rum for Maria and vodka for himself. Those went down a little too easily.
“Another?” he asked with a smirk.
“Mr. Haas, are you trying to get me drunk?” Maria feigned.
“I’m trying to get myself drunk, you might just end up being collateral damage.”
“I am totally okay with that,” she said, already feeling a little looser.
“Let’s dance!” she exclaimed suddenly, grabbing him and pulling him to the dance floor because you danced when Maria wanted to dance.
It felt good to let loose and enjoy the weekend and just be in a sea of people who were there to just have fun. Some of them also wanted to make out really sloppily like three feet away from him, but who was he to judge?
“I’ll be right back, just gotta go to the bathroom,” he said to Maria, who was pretty preoccupied with making out with a shorter brunette woman who was very handsy.
***
He could feel the bass in his chest as he moved his way though. The air was thick from just the sheer number of bodies writhing, breathing and sweating. It was kind of an intoxicating feeling he thought as he made his way from the bathroom, weaving through the sea of people. However, a different tightness found his chest when a new, yet familiar face became visible briefly as the lights changed colour and strobed around them.
It felt like the world had simultaneously tilted on its axis and slowed down to the point where he wasn’t even sure if he was moving.
Ilya.
In a booth with a few others. Wearing a pair of light wash jeans and a grey tank top. And that necklace. The light caught the necklace and made it shimmer.
Suddenly, Luca felt parched and it felt like he was trying to swallow around a cotton ball.
They hadn’t made eye contact, thank god. He was able to slip back into the crowd. He found a semi secluded spot near the bar and just tried to chill and get his bearings. He wasn’t sure where Maria was but he was actually kind of enjoying vibing alone. Alone, until he felt someone slink an arm around his waist and press themself up against him.
He felt his body tense for a second and then relax, because whoever was there was warm and it felt..nice.
Unlike most nights, he was actually welcoming some physical touch tonight. So, when that someone pressed a kiss to the nape of his neck, he willingly leaned into it. His mystery man then slid his hand up to Luca’s pecs and wrapped him in an almost hug as he continued to pepper kisses to the back of his neck and move their bodies in a swaying motion from side to side.
It was suddenly feeling hotter in the club and his head was feeling welcomingly swimmy, that intoxicating feeling. After what felt like an hour, and he felt like his skin was on fire, he decided to turn himself in the grasp of his admirer.
He was.. stunning. Where were all these beautiful men coming from? What was in the air here?
Dark eyes, almost black in the light of the club, and dark hair too. A sheen on the high points of his face. That’s what he saw before the man leaned into him and asked ‘can I kiss you?” Luca nodded as his eyes fluttered closed as the man pressed himself into Luca and kissed him. What a kiss too. Deep and languid and smooth. His tongue seeking entrance and when granted, began licking at every part of Luca’s mouth lazily. Jesus he was good at that. He could do that forever. It had been a long while since Luca had been good and kissed. Seemed like making up for lost time. He was definitely feeling..things.
He let the man run his hand down his back and sensing Luca’s unsuredness, he broke the kiss briefly to lean back in and tell him ‘you can touch me.” With that, Luca’s hands found their way to the man’s waist, right at the top of his ass. The man apparently liked that because Luca could feel the man groan into his mouth as Luca sucked on his tongue.
Once the kiss was finally broken again, the man’s gaze flicked up to meet Luca’s. A lazy smile crept over his kiss-swollen lips, that Luca had maybe bit at just a tad. They just smiled at each other for a moment. As Luca looked at him through hooded lids, he felt a flush creep through his whole body, and his body felt tingly.
Wordlessly, the man took Luca’s hand in his and started pulling him somewhere. Where? Luca had no idea, but he’d be damned if he was gonna ask any questions at this point.
They seemed to all but teleport to the bathroom. When the lock was clicked, the beautiful stranger was instantly kissing and sucking on Luca’s neck. God help him, a little moan snuck out from him. And then another as the man did the same thing again, but with more pressure and the heel of his hand, grinding into Luca’s dick as it continued to harden in his pants.
“That’s-that’s- yeah you can keep doing that,” Luca said in response to the man sighing and offering a “Hmm?” barely above a whisper.
Breathing hot against Luca’s neck, the man was massaging the very prominent outline of Luca’s hard cock. He was really good at that.
“F-fuuck,” Luca said, tipping his head back against the frame of the stall. He was feeling a little floaty and he needed to anchor himself.
“I…wanna swallow it,” his mystery man said.
At that, as much as Luca could, he opened his eyes.
Looking at the man, he choked out, “Yeah?”
“Yeah, really yeah.”
“Okay, yeah.”
The man locked back onto Luca’s neck like a fucking magnet and got Luca’s dick out of his pants like his life depended on it. At this point, it felt like Luca’s life also depended on it.
He stroked him slowly with light pressure and thank god for the volume of the music in the club because Luca was just now realizing how pent up he had been if the moans coming out of him were any indication. The man liked it a lot, humming against Luca’s neck and saying, “God, you sound so pretty.”
Pretty..
Smiling and making a contented noise, Luca replied, “I like the way you make me sound.”
That seemed to do it because the man sank to his knees in a flash. Luca could feel hot breath on the head of his dick and, fuck, it was intoxicating.
His eyelids felt like they were made of lead but he managed to finally pry his eyes open and looked down at the man worshipping him on the filthy bathroom floor.
He was tonguing the head of Luca’s cock with his eyes closed and the most content look on his face. Luca threaded his hands through the hair on the crown of the man’s head, causing him to hum against Luca's dick.
Luca moved his hand down to his dick and grabbed the base stroking it lightly. The man pulled off and watched, eyes flicking up to meet Luca’s gaze. God help him, he licked his lips.
“Open,” Luca said.
And open the man did.
Tongue out, Luca smacked the weight of his dick against the man’s tongue three times and then proceeded to glide it along his tongue. The man closed his mouth around Luca’s length and slowly bobbed along it.
He definitely wasn’t going to last long, but a dirty bathroom blowjob definitely is not one you want to last long anyway.
This was a talented mouth, very talented indeed.
“Fuck, yeah. Just like that. Ohhh my god.”
The man picked up his pace a little bit, lots and..lots of tongue and it was so wet. It was SO WET.
“Can I fuck your mouth?”
The man’s gaze shot up and he pulled off Luca’s dick with a moan, which was fucking electrifying.
“Shit, yes-please yes.” The man said, with his hands on Luca’s thighs.
Luca threaded his hands through the man’s soft hair and began to slowly thrust into the man’s wet mouth. It felt incredible, it was so. fucking. wet.
The man sunk down and widened his stance on the ground, to give himself more stability.That was insanely fucking hot, so Luca picked up the pace.
Luca’s breathing was so loud in his ears, his pulse was deafening. He fucked into the heat a little harder to hear the delicious wet sounds it made. It was fucking obscene and it was also gonna make him cum.
The heat was building steadily and Luca didn’t even know what he was saying anymore as his senses dulled and heightened at the same time, only being able to focus on chasing his pleasure.
It was too much, he was going to come undone.
“I’m-fuck gonna-shitshitshit.”
“Mhmmmm.” The man moaned around him and that’s all he needed.
He couldn’t hear anything other than the blood in his ears as he released and rode wave after wave of pleasure.
He felt he’d be ripped apart and put back together, but part of him was inside out or backwards or something
Luca heard a murmured, “Fuck.”
Had he said that? No, it was the other man, who was now standing back in front of him.
“Yeah..yeah-fuck,” Luca replied, attempting to regulate his breathing.
Luca tucked himself back into his pants. Maria was definitely going to wonder where the hell he was.
Once all his senses rebooted, he realized the man was just looking at him with a smile on his face. He couldn’t help but smile back and let out a small laugh and then they were both laughing.
The man was then turning to leave.
He unlocked the door and before he opened, before the music could flood in, he smiled again.
“I’m Shane.”
Shane
“Luca.”
“Nice to uh, meet you, Luca.”
And then he was gone.
Luca phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket
Maria: 12:21 am
WHERE ARE YOU???
I’ll be at Mario’s
Their favourite after club place.
“Okay slut, spill!!!” Maria said as he slid into the booth across from her.
***
Wednesday afternoon, another wonderful day at Hollow and Luca was coming off his 15 minute break when his breath caught.
Shane.
Shane. Shane. Shane from the club was in Hollow Sound. WHY WAS SHANE FROM THE CLUB IN HOLLOW SOUND?
Oh jesus, he had freckles and was even more beautiful in the daylight. He turned away and looked at some records and palmed some of the vintage clothes near the back of the store.
What was happening? WHAT WAS HAPPENING?
Just look busy or pretend you don’t know him, or see him. Or see at all. Could he pretend to be blind?
“Yes yes, we do employ the visually impaired.”
Stop it.
A tinkle of the bell above the door, signaling someone coming in, drew his attention and Luca thought he was going to have a heart attack. Ilya was back.
This was not happening.
He strode up to the counter and god his eyes were pretty. All of him was pretty.
Pretty.
“Luca!” Ilya exclaimed, “Just the person I wanted to see, I hoped you’d be here. I wanted to drop off some tickets to the show at the gallery this Friday. Would love it if you could make it! Anyone else too..”
“Uh, yeah I’ll check my schedule.”
He was free, and if not he’d make himself free.
“Amazing! It should be a good one,” he said with a smile before he walked away.
Luca smiled back and tried to form his expression to be anything than ‘I am actually going to spontaneously combust right now.
He only got as far as Shane and they were talking.
THEY WERE TALKING.
Ilya and Shane
Then they were both walking over to the counter, Luca was going to pass out, he was sure this would do him in.
“Luca, I’ll introduce you properly on Friday, but this is my husband Shane.”
The sound disappeared from the room, and Luca felt like he was underwater. Was he breathing???
Shane.
Husband.
Shane
OH FUCK.