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I’ve been calling this the hooker AU...
Jan. 17th, 2020 05:49 pmvia https://ift.tt/369mgha
wyomingnot:
So Ben is in the city with his mother while she does some senate-related thing. Han’s off on one of his ‘business trips’, of course.
Ben escaped from a terribly stuffy formal dinner and is wandering the city when he comes across an entertainment establishment just down the block from the dinner.
It’s not the kind of place his mother would ever allow him to go to, especially not with that… very attractive being-of-the-night leaning against the wall, pushing their hair back.
Ben gets closer and sees that it’s a man, human, like something cut right out of his darkest fantasies. Thin and pale, long red hair. Garters and fishnet stockings.
Ben can’t resist. He approaches the man, who aks him if he’s looking for a date. Ben’s watched enough holos to know what that means.
“Um, I’m Kylo. What’s your name?” “You can call me Bren.”
After handing over what he hopes is a large enough credit chip, Bren takes his hand and takes him into the establishment.
Bren seems to know the bartender well. Kylo buys drinks for himself and Bren.
The bartender tells them there’s live music upstairs tonight. Might be hard to find a seat.
“We’re not here for the music, Phasma. One of the loft rooms, please,” Bren says.
Phasma holds out her hand for payment. Bren looks to Kylo with a raised eyebrow. Ben is glad his mom gave him extra pocket money for this trip, and Kylo hands over another chip.
There’s an ice blue sofa in the room, and not much else.
They settle on the sofa. Bren takes one sip his drink in one go and sets his glass on the floor. He stands up and takes Kylo’s glass. “This isn’t really a date, Kylo.”
“You just settle back and relax. I’ll take care of you.”
It’s over embarrassingly fast. It was really good though, and Kylo wants to apologize for failing to warn Bren before he came.
“Oh, Kylo honey, no. That’s extra.”
Kylo hands over another chip.
Afterwards, Bren straightens out his panties and stockings, then settles back on the sofa with his drink.
Kylo tucks himself back in his underwear and fastens his trousers. He’s not sure what to do next. This was hardly covered in his mother’s etiquette lessons. He tries to start some small talk but is cut short.
“I’m glad you had a good time, Ben,” Bren says, emphasizing his real name. “I’ll be sure to let your mother know you were on your best behavior. Shall I copy her in on the communique I’ll be sending to the press with the security cam photos?”
wyomingnot:
So Ben is in the city with his mother while she does some senate-related thing. Han’s off on one of his ‘business trips’, of course.
Ben escaped from a terribly stuffy formal dinner and is wandering the city when he comes across an entertainment establishment just down the block from the dinner.
It’s not the kind of place his mother would ever allow him to go to, especially not with that… very attractive being-of-the-night leaning against the wall, pushing their hair back.
Ben gets closer and sees that it’s a man, human, like something cut right out of his darkest fantasies. Thin and pale, long red hair. Garters and fishnet stockings.
Ben can’t resist. He approaches the man, who aks him if he’s looking for a date. Ben’s watched enough holos to know what that means.
“Um, I’m Kylo. What’s your name?” “You can call me Bren.”
After handing over what he hopes is a large enough credit chip, Bren takes his hand and takes him into the establishment.
Bren seems to know the bartender well. Kylo buys drinks for himself and Bren.
The bartender tells them there’s live music upstairs tonight. Might be hard to find a seat.
“We’re not here for the music, Phasma. One of the loft rooms, please,” Bren says.
Phasma holds out her hand for payment. Bren looks to Kylo with a raised eyebrow. Ben is glad his mom gave him extra pocket money for this trip, and Kylo hands over another chip.
There’s an ice blue sofa in the room, and not much else.
They settle on the sofa. Bren takes one sip his drink in one go and sets his glass on the floor. He stands up and takes Kylo’s glass. “This isn’t really a date, Kylo.”
“You just settle back and relax. I’ll take care of you.”
It’s over embarrassingly fast. It was really good though, and Kylo wants to apologize for failing to warn Bren before he came.
“Oh, Kylo honey, no. That’s extra.”
Kylo hands over another chip.
Afterwards, Bren straightens out his panties and stockings, then settles back on the sofa with his drink.
Kylo tucks himself back in his underwear and fastens his trousers. He’s not sure what to do next. This was hardly covered in his mother’s etiquette lessons. He tries to start some small talk but is cut short.
“I’m glad you had a good time, Ben,” Bren says, emphasizing his real name. “I’ll be sure to let your mother know you were on your best behavior. Shall I copy her in on the communique I’ll be sending to the press with the security cam photos?”
