Thread: Terminated

RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami Josh lay under Chris as the man declared possession of him. Not long passed before Chris fell off to sleep, his breathing having grown rhythmic and deep. Josh wrapped his arms around him and gave him a quick kiss on the neck, looking around the room, wide-eyed and awake. Orgasms had always woken Josh up, given him new energy, and there was no way he could fall asleep now. He was far too wired, far too excited. He had longed for some form of human companionship and interaction long before he entered this brothel. Out on the streets it was too dangerous to talk to people. After all, based on who was looking for him, he couldn't trust anyone. Now that Chris had come to see him, twice, he felt that companionship he desired, but he was still worried, still paranoid. It wasn't something that he could turn off, his paranoia had kept him alive for years now. His father worked for Massive Dynamic, the largest pharmaceutical company in the country. A couple years ago, his father discovered Massive Dynamic was doing... something. Joshua didn't get all the details, his father hadn't wanted him too, for his own safety. However, whatever he discovered was enough for Massive Dynamic to kill his father and try to kill him. Joshua escaped and had been on the run ever since. He tried discovering what his father knew, but it was no luck. Massive Dynamic was too closely guarded. Did they send you? Joshua whispered, trailing his fingers down Chris' cheeks. God, he hoped not. He needed something real after all these years. His eyes moved to the jeans that were laying on the floor of his room. There might be something in there to implicate Chris... but if Chris WAS sent here, would he have fallen asleep like this? Wouldn't he have just killed him on sight? Unless he had to be sure it was him and find out what he knew, who else he told and... there's the paranoia again. Josh took a deep breath, trying to calm his mind. He had to know. Chris let out a snore and rolled off of him, onto his side, and snuggled up to the pillow. The poor guy was exhausted. Josh didn't want to wake him, and he slowly and quietly stepped off of the bed, watching Chris to ensure that he was truly still asleep. He stepped silently across the floor and bent over, slowly lifting Chris' wallet from his pocket. He flipped it open and was instantly drawn to his ID. Chris was his real name. Good. Josh was afraid he had lied about that, after all, who tells a prostitute their real name? His fingers lingered over Chris' picture for a second. With a quick glance over his shoulder, checking on Chris, Josh flipped through the rest of the wallet. Credit cards, store loyalty cards, a nice wad of cash, which he didn't touch... nothing out of the ordinary. He closed the wallet and slid it back into the pants, quickly checking the other pockets. He found keys, a cell phone... and that was it. Maybe Chris just really wanted to see him, Joshua mused as he moved back to the bed and slowly slid into it, wrapping his arms around the man. He closed his eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep. His last thought was wondering how long Chris woudl sleep, and how mad he would be when he awoke at how much he would have to pay for the hours he slept.