"You have to spread your legs for this to work, Rory..." Rin sighed as he sat back on his heels and ran his hands through his messy hair. "Listen, I realize you're new to this, and it's embarrassing at first... but a lot is riding on this right now."
Rory bit into his lower lip as he clasped his crossed arms tighter over his bare chest. "I... I know... It's just..." His wide, nervous gaze moved to the camera pointed at him before he bit into his lower lip and moved his attention back to Rin. "Does... does it have to be this?"
Sabastian blew out a frustrated huff. "You're never going to meet that time frame if he keeps on like this... Just let me do it... I'll cover my entire head with my arms or something."
Rin shook his head. "No, it has to be Rory. He has to get used to this." Rin leaned over Rory's body and began running his fingers feather-light along his ribs. "He has to get used to my touch, my kisses, my body... all of me... Isn't that right, Rory?"
Dillon snapped a few shots as Rin teased Rory, but they wouldn't do for what was needed tonight. "Come on, Rory, you want to save all our asses, don't you? Your ass? Your job?"
Rory swallowed hard as he finally nodded. He spread his legs and watched in equal parts mesmerized, fascinated, and fear as Rin lowered himself between his thighs. It wasn't the first time... but this time people were watching... taking pictures... Rory's mind went back to the stage from earlier. What would Rin do? Where would the line be?
"Relax... Though I do enjoy writing this character type for you, it can't look like I'm forcing myself on you the entire time." Rin teased as he ran his hand across his sunken in stomach. "Breathe, I can tell you've been holding your breath this entire time. You're going to pass out at this rate."
Rory released the breath he hadn't realized he was holding, his eyes trained on Rin. He gripped Rin's forearms tightly as Rin moved his mouth across his body, gasping as he did so.
"Good job, keep it up. Don't look away from Rin." Dillon coaxed as he continued moving around the bed and taking pictures.
"I can't watch this..." Sabastian groaned as he made his way toward the door.
"You'll sit the fuck down and watch every second of anything we do tonight. This is entirely your fault!" Rin barked from the bed.
Rory squeezed his arm lightly, drawing Rin's attention back down to him. "Please... I... Don't like when you're angry like this..."
Rin blew out a frustrated sigh as he crashed his body weight down between Rory's legs. "Fine, you win..." He shoved his arms beneath Rory and held him tight as he buried his face against his hollowed-out stomach. "You're so skinny..." Rin grumbled as one of the cell phones began to ring.
Dillon let the camera fall around his neck as he made his way over to the hotel desk. He immediately flipped the call to speaker as he answered. "What's up, Mandy? What has you calling so late?"
"Check out the links I just sent you. These are now trending. What happened, guys? This could be a PR nightmare. What am I going to tell Mr. Perish?" Worry was heavy in Mandy's voice. "Am I on speaker? Is Rin with you?"
"Of course, Mandy. We've been working on some shit to release to cover this up all night. I'll send over what I have as soon as it's ready."
"I don't have time for you to doctor it, Dillon. I need it now!"
Dillon held Rin's gaze as he replied. "That bad?"
"You have no idea! The reporter you guys ran into was Liz Beck. She's been after literally anything to bring down Perish Publishing for years! If her story releases first, we'll all be out of a job!"
Rin nodded to Dillon. Dillon blew out a groan. "Fuck... Alright... I'll upload everything and send it over to you now. Some of it needs to be brushed up and edited, though."
"There's no time. We'll have to release as is for now. Open the links I sent you!" Mandy insisted, sounding on the brink of hysteria. "I don't mean to tell you guys what to do... but you either need to put a tighter leash on your model or fire him altogether. This isn't the first time he's caused both of you problems."
Dillon blew out another heavy sigh as he shifted his gaze to Sabastian, who was sulking in the corner. "I know Mandy... We've already talked about it, but we need him right now... at least until this all blows over."
The line was silent for several long seconds before Mandy finally replied. "You know I'll not be able to hide all of this from Mr. Perish... He'll want to hear what happened from Rin..."
"I know, Mandy. I thank you anyway for the help you are providing." Rin called out from across the room.
Rory couldn't hold back anymore. He slid his fingers into Rin's messy hair. There were slight tangles where lingering bits of gel and hairspray remained, but Rory didn't care as he carefully worked his fingers through it anyway. A small smile curved his lips, and he relaxed against the bed for the first time that night as Rin rubbed his head against his hand like a cat or dog would do. It was soothing, and heaven knew they both needed it right now. Rory watched as Dillon clicked the first link, and a video began playing. It was a compilation piece from the entire weekend, stolen glimpses of Rin and Rory together, both on stage and off. Rory's brows furrowed as he watched. "How did they get all these?"
"Someone planned it well... followed the two of you all weekend... closely, it would seem," Dillon replied. He clicked on the next link. It began with a partial glimpse at the alley where Rory had fallen and hurt his foot, and ended with Rin setting Rory into the SUV outside the club. Dillon shook his head. "Someone was following you guys close as fuck to get all this and worked hard and fast to compress it all together this quick. Granted, the quality isn't great..."
Rin pressed up away from Rory and walked over to the laptop. "Secret love affair confirmed, get the scoop here first..." Rin ran his hand through his hair roughly. "So, she's decided to sink to skeezy tabloid levels to fuck my dad over... or is her new aim me?"
"I don't know... but if she's shifted to you and knows about your dad's deals with your assistants... then this would do it..." Dillon supplied. "But how..." His and Rin's gaze both snapped to Sabastian at the same time. "What the fuck have you done?"
"What's going on?" Mandy insisted.
"Mandy, let us call you back real quick. I'll send the files, then call you back... ok." Dillon said, his voice flat as his eyes drilled holes into Sabastian.
Sabastian squirmed farther into the corner of the room under both Rin and Dillon's angry gaze. "I... I didn't do anything!"
"Bullshit! Who else knows and would talk?!" Rin bit out.
"Any one of your previous assistants that you fucked and dumped?" Sabastian shouted back.
Dillon raked his hands through his hair as he flopped down in the desk chair. "He's right... An NDA is only as good as the paper it's written on if you don't know who broke it."
"I promise, it wasn't me." Sabastian fell to his knees on the floor. "I know I fucked up... I do... but you have to believe... it wasn't me... I never meant..." Tears streamed down his face.
Rin's eyes rolled as his head fell back. "Ah fuck... Stop crying already..."
Sabastian sniffled as he risked a glance up at Rin. "You... you don't hate me now?"
Rin shook his head. "I don't hate you... So, stop crying."
Sabastian struggled to his feet and began dusting himself off. "You... you forgive me?"
Rin snorted out a laugh. "I wouldn't go that far just yet."
Sabastian darted toward Rin and wrapped his arms around his neck. "I am sorry... I was... as you said, jealous..."
Rin patted his back. "I know... I know..."
Rory could feel a sharp pain stab through his chest as he watched the two make up, a pain he'd not expected. He rolled away from them on the bed and pulled the blankets over his nearly naked body. His eyes burned as he kept them trained on Dillon as he worked to upload all the footage he'd taken tonight. He focused all his energy on blocking out the sounds of Rin and Sabastian... any words, any movements... any other noises that could possibly come from the two of them...
Rory hadn't realized he'd drifted off to sleep until arms were moving him farther up onto the bed, then wrapping around him. He turned to catch a glimpse of a very familiar jawline and shimmering violet eyes in the faint glow of the laptop Dillon still worked in front of. "Rin?"
"Shh, yes... You fell asleep at the foot of the bed, and you feel cold." He nodded toward the other bed. Sab's asleep, so unless you want him waking up and pitching another fit about us being too close, I suggest keeping it down a bit." Rin placed a light kiss on Rory's forehead as he pulled him more snugly against his body. "Don't worry, I have no alternative motive... not tonight anyway. You can sleep easy."
Rory wiggled closer and ran his hand along the arm that held him. "What if I told you... I... like this... being in your arms like this?" Rory whispered so quietly that even Rin struggled to hear him.
Rin's hold tightened as he pressed his lips to Rory's neck. "I'd tell you how much I enjoyed holding you like this. Even if this were all we were to do from here on out, it would be enough for me... I think... I like you, Rory..." He placed another, lingering kiss on the nape of his neck this time.
Shivers ran down Rory's spine as Rin's lips trailed along his neck. His hand moved to Rin's hand and laced his fingers with Rin's. "Wha...what if I... what if I said I like the way you touch me..." Rory could feel his body heat and harden as Rin responded to his words.
Rin slid the hand he'd had under his own head under Rory's waist. He moved their interlocked hand over the tiny, pebbled peak of one nipple and began flicking the hard bud with his nail. "You drive me crazy, you know that," Rin whispered huskily against Rory's ear. Rin stroked him through the thin, boxer-briefs as he nipped and suckled his neck and shoulders. "I want to leave my mark all over your perfect, pale skin. Tell me I can, Rory..."
Rory shook his head. "Everyone would see." He hissed out with a whimper.
"Exactly... I want the world to know you're mine." Rin slid his hand beneath the waistband of Rory's boxers, sliding his hand down until he could fully cradle all of Rory in his hand. "Tell me that you're mine."
"I'm yours!" Rory whimpered into the pillow.
Dillon arched a brow as he turned toward the beds. His eyes moved between the two beds. "Are you guys really going to do this here? Now?" He shrugged. "Not that I don't want to watch, but you know if he wakes up, he's going to pitch some kind of fit."
Rin flipped around, switching Rory's sides of the bed, blocking him from anyone's view. "If he wakes up, get his ass out of here."
Dillon chuckled. "You think he won't? You've not even stuck it in, and he's already this loud."
"Who said I was sticking anything in tonight?" Rin snapped back indignantly.
Dillon sent Rin a cocky grin. "Are you not?" He turned back to the laptop and began playing music as loudly as the computer would play it. "There, that should help... some."
Rin growled, "I told you, I'm not-" His words were cut off when Rory cupped his hand against his cock and pressed himself more firmly into it. "Ah fuck..." He pressed up onto his elbow and caught Rory's chin, turning his face up for a passionate kiss. "You asked for this." He whispered against his lips.
Rory nodded. He knew he was asking for it. He wanted to mark Rin as his as well, right here, right now, in front of these two men... His and only his... Rory frowned as Rin rolled away from him, and his body became temporarily cold from his absence. Before Rory could become too upset, however, Rin was back. Rin hooked his pinky into the back of Rory's boxers and tugged them down before rubbing the handful of cool lube against his backside. The cold gel made him jerk forward, but Rin's seeking fingers had him moving back in no time. He was skilled; there was no doubt about that. Rory could feel Rin struggling against his own clothes and... what? Condom possibly? With one hand as he continued to massage and stretch him with his other. Rory grabbed the pillow and pressed his face into it as the pleasure began to build. How long had it been since he'd found pleasure instead of pain from sex? He began moving his hips against Rin's fingers, only grimacing when Rin added a second one. The pain didn't last long; however, before Rory had time to move away, Rin had already wrapped his free hand around his waist and was pulling him against him.
"You're so tight... but you're doing great. I'm going to slide in another, ok." Rin whispered as he ran kisses along the back of Rory's neck. He reached around and began stroking Rory's cock as he slipped in a third finger. Rory bucked against him. "Shh... I know... But I don't want to hurt you." Rin pressed against Rory's bare ass, letting him feel the length of what he was about to stick inside him. "I'm sorry... I hadn't planned on this... on us..."
Rory didn't understand why Rin was apologizing. All he could focus on was the massive length pressed to his back. No wonder Rin had half his hand shoved up his ass right now. Rory released his grip on the pillow and leaned back, cupping Rin's head. "Please... just put it in..." He could feel himself about to burst in Rin's hand already. He wasn't sure how much longer he could hold back.
Rin leaned down, crashing his lips against Rory's, but didn't stop the movements of either hand. He slid his tongue hungrily into Rory's gaping mouth, swallowing his moans as he pumped his cock greedily. "Come for me, little prince," Rin whispered against his lips.
No sooner had Rin asked than Rory's rebellious body responded. He could feel the tingling move from the insides where Rin continuously pressed against that one tantalizing spot to the front, where he not only stroked relentlessly but rotated his thumb over the head, spreading the dewy moisture building there as well. It was all driving Rory insane with need. The final straw had been that melodious voice in his ear, permitting him to fall over the edge into bliss. Rory's entire body jerked with his release. "Rin... Please..."
"Good boy..." Rin whispered into his ear as he stroked his semen covered hand over the long length of the cock he was about to shove into Rory. He let his fingers slip out and lifted Rory's leg. He positioned himself against Rory, sliding just a small bit in at a time.
Rory groaned as he felt himself become stretched more than he ever had been before. His hand flew back to grip Rin's hip, but he was surprised to find Rin still almost fully dressed. "Rin?"
Rin wrapped his arm around Rory's chest, pulling him closer. "Shh. Just tell me if it hurts too much or if it's too deep. Tell me when it feels good, ok."
Rory nodded as he clasped Rin's arm that held him. Was it the alcohol from earlier... or did something feel... different... off? Rory pressed himself back against Rin as he struggled to take more of Rin's massive length.
Rin held him tighter, keeping him from moving. "Don't force yourself. Just this much feels good to me."
Rory glanced over his shoulder. "Really?"
"Um... Yeah... Knowing you're willing to do this with me is honestly enough for me right now..." Rin began moving, not even half the length inside Rory. He let his head fall against Rory's shoulder as he held him tighter. "Trust me, this feels great to me. You in my arms, wanting me, needing me, like this..." Rin's hand slid around Rory's thigh to between his legs and began stroking him again. "Come for me again. Show me how much you like this, want this, want me..."
Rin's voice vibrated against Rory's damp flesh as he nipped and sucked between words. Lost in the many sensations, Rin was stirring; Rory lost all sense of where he was or who else was in the room. He released his death grip on the pillow and flung his head back against the soft fabric of Rin's baggy tee. He moaned his pleasure loudly as he reached around to lace his arm around Rin's neck. Blame the arousal from the performance earlier, alcohol from the club, the adrenaline from the shoot, the jealousy from Sabastian, or whatever force... but there was no denying... he'd been wanting this with Rin for quite some time... and it was shaping up to be so much more than what he'd expected. Rory couldn't fight the moans that escaped his parted lips as every thrust through him over the edge of tantalizing, agonizing bliss.
Dillon leaned back in the desk chair, a wide grin spreading across his face as he hit send. His eyes moved to the far bed first to make sure Sabastian was still asleep before he pushed himself up from the chair and made his way over to the other bed. He licked his lips as he leaned over and clasped Rory's jaws, his gasping mouth already parted for the taking. He didn't waste any time swallowing Rory's ecstasy-filled moans as he quickly replaced Rin's hand with his own around Rory's twitching cock. When Rory began struggling against them both, Dillon pulled away, a wide grin across his lips. "You're being too loud. We need to get this finished fast." With those words, he lowered to his knees on the bed.
Rory's eyes bugged as Dillon's head hovered over his hard cock. He tried to wiggle away, but Rin hooked his arm under Rory's knee and lifted his legs apart, still plunging into him from beneath. He turned toward Rin to protest, but Rin's mouth fell to his, swallowing his protests in a feral hunger he'd never experienced before. His body jerked and pulsed, every synapse of his body firing off at once as hot mouths devoured him from both above and below.
A wide smirk curved Dillon's mouth as Rory lost control and unloaded inside his mouth. He gave him one final suck from the base to the tip before lazily lapping at the tip. "My turn?" He whispered huskily as he wiped at the corner of his mouth.
Horror, humiliation, pleasure, love, hate, bliss, devastation... every emotion mixed at once as Rory stared over at Dillon's smug smirk. Rory shoved against Rin, who was still buried deep inside him, arms still wrapped tightly around him. Hot tears flowed freely down his face, blurring his vision as he grabbed the sheet and scampered off the bed. He couldn't say a word. He could only shake his head as he stared into their confused faces. He stumbled and fell several times in his hobble to the door, but made it out into the hallway before the cursing sounded in the room.
"What the fuck?!" Rin cried out. Rin shook the confusion away as his eyes moved from the door Rory had just fled out of to Dillon. "What the fuck? What just happened?" Rin jerked the strapless strap-on off and flung it at Dillon before springing up from the bed. "Goddammit!" Rin's eyes searched the room. "Fuck it..." He ran toward the door in nothing but the T-shirt and boxer-briefs he had on.
"You're not going after him like that, are you?" Dillon asked, dildo still in his hands.
"What the fuck do you think? He's out there in a goddamn sheet and boxers!" Rin bit out as he stormed out the door, letting it slam behind him.
Dillon shook his head as he turned his attention from the door back toward the other bed. He blew out a sigh. "How much of that were you awake for?"
Sabastian squeezed the blankets tighter around his face, but it was obvious he was upset. "Enough... They're in love with each other... aren't they?"
Dillon shrugged as his gaze shifted to the dildo in his hand.
"What does that mean for us?" Sabastian asked, not moving from beneath the blankets.
Dillon shrugged again. "Who knows..."