Resonance of Eternity (KDS)

Vashyron shook his head slightly but he smiled letting out a low laugh. "Well you're going to have to see for yourself." he said with a smile just taking in a sharp breath as Zephyr grabbed hold of his cock. He didn't care whether he spoke during sex or not, sometimes it was rather amusing, other times it was completely impossible. He would have to see how it played out. "Mhmm, think you can beat them?" he asked with a smirk running his hand through Zephyr's hair fingers tracing delicately down the fair boys features, down his jaw line to his, down his throat and across his collarbone, "I'd like to find out." he said with a low growl and a deep chuckle.

"I can do better, actually," Zephyr purred, his long fingers wrapping around Vashyron's member, pumping him slowly first, then building a quicker pace. He just wanted to get this done with. He was never in anyone's debt, and if this was what kind of payment the older man wanted, then it was easy to get out of the way and best done as quickly and as satisfying as possible. "The fact is, I'm tighter than them. I'm tighter and warmer. I don't even need prep." He had learned to adjust quickly in his line of business. Especially in the pretend-rape, if he didn't want to walk out with an obvious limp. "I can do whatever you want," he promised, reaching his free hand up to play with a dusky nipple of the man who would take him.

Vashyron had to admit he liked this kid's confidence, it was rather refreshing but at the same time a little unnerving. He himself had no idea how old Zephyr was, but he had a feeling it was definitely not old enough that he should be able to adjust to no prep sex easily, but he didn't let that little bit of sympathy slip through his facade, instead keeping on the impressed face. The hand around his cock pumped slowly making the man harder and harder, bring him close to his full length. The fingers playing with his nipple didn't faze him at all, it was an action he wasn't completely familiar with, at least not done to himself, and it didn't really have any effect on him, he just sort of found it cute. Vashyron's hand slipped down trailing down and around one nipple down his slender body down pulling the boy's pants away letting his hand trail down past his cock, fondling his package only for a moment before a finger slipped down to his entrance, "How many men have fucked this hole for you to not need any prep...?" he half questioned an eyebrow rising high on his forehead in question.

Zephyr's mask of cocky attitude slipped a little at the question. It passed through a quick glance of confusion and irritation. Why should it matter how many people he went with? He was clean, wasn't that enough? He healed very well too, for when they left marks and cuts on his body. He had very few scars, also thanks to Leanne's healing he supposed. His brow furrowed slightly. "How many? I don't know. I hardly know how many men I see in a month." If it was a good month, it could have been half of Cranktown for all he knew and cared. He tugged Vashyron's erection once, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to stand out from the stroking he had been doing. "How many women have you stuck this in, hm? Or men, too, I guess."

Vashyron frowned for a moment at the answer he was given, he had seen the irritation on Zephyr's face but made no comment as he himself covered up his own relatively peeved expression quickly replacing it with a smug one. He glanced down at Zephyr's hand around his cock as it was jerked harder. "More women then there are stars in the sky, think you can shine brighter then them? Because to be honest I'm still waiting for that." he said his eyelids lowering as a low laugh emanated from the back of his throat. He slipped the finger that had been at Zephyr's into his body quickly adding a second one and started finger fucking the young man, he was pretty sure there would be no sounds coming from his kid seeing as he seemed so used to this it probably didn't effect him as much, just forcing his body to react.

An odd metaphor of sorts, for him, but it was amusing. A man had never been so charming and yet taunting to him. He couldn't answer Vashyron's question and or challenge because after this, he couldn't say if they'd see each other again. Maybe in passing, or if Vashyron ordered his services, but right now this was just a business deal. Still, it made him think about hoe all he had thought about was Vashyron while he had been sleeping. He felt the fingers enter him, he just smirked, reapplying the confident appearance. He rolled his hips upwards to get more stimulation than them just being there. His fingers were strong, he could tell from the way the man moved them inside of him. It actually did feel good, or at least there was more feeling than when random men shoved their fingers up him, where he just ignored their presence.

As he had assumed, Zephyr was practically unfazed by the finger fucking. Vashyron twisted the digits as much he could pressing them in as far as they could go, for some reason he found himself determined to find a reaction in this kid. This was going to be the best sex he had ever had and after this he was going to make sure that Zephyr was completely addicted to him. He couldn't remember the last time he had gone any farther then kissing and jerking off with another guy, generally his clients were women, and generally it was woman he slept with, so he wasn't sure if men had a certain spot, but if anyone was going to find it it would be him, especially with this hard finger fucking he was giving the boy. He was at his full length and precum had started to form at the end of his cock he knew he was an impressive length but for some reason he knew Zephyr would be able to take it.

He squirmed a little bit from how far Vashyron had pushed his fingers in. Needless to say that people putting his fingers in him didn't try to make him feel good. They kept it shallow and quick to slide in and out. "You're getting wet," the young prostitute noted dryly as an attempt to cover up the bit of fidgeting he had done. People usually took him before they got to that point. Even with as big a cock as Vashyron had, it didn't look as bad as some of the other larger men tended to look. Once again, Vashyron had an artist create his body or something. As he was rolling his hips, what with the other's fingers in as far as they were, he had brushed his prostate, making him gasp and spasm briefly. There was no way to cover that up.

Vashyron started to notice all the little fidgeting, it was hard not to when every shudder was felt in his finger embedded deeply within the boy. "And your ass is practically eating my fingers..." he stated with a laugh, figuring that it was a good enough answer. He was silent until he brushed something that made the other boy really react and he smiled, he couldn't help but feel so fucking smug, this over confident little prostitute had reacted to finger fucking, and it wasn't even that good, so Vashyron thought. He had known there was a spot that made guys react as well and now that he knew where Zephyr's was he was going to torture it as much as possible, "You like this spot?" he asked already knowing the answer, just wanting to see if Zephyr would admit to it.

Zephyr gave the man a somewhat frustrated look. He was on to him, and there was no pretending it didn't happen. "No clue what you're talking about." Of course, just because neither could deny it had occurred didn't mean he had to let it go on like it was a big deal. So he didn't get a lot of pleasure back from sex often. Big deal that wasn't. Vashyron was toying with him too, not to mention. Why would he let some host who was good at pleasing people, actually please him? He had a feeling this was going to be a lost battle though, if this man was going to be persistent on dropping him from his high horse.

"You're right, I'm sorry, how could I even think that I could possibly please you." he said pulling his fingers out most of the way before slamming them back into that spot rolling the tips of his finger against it before running his nails over it slightly before he pulled his fingers out completely. "Now, how about we actually get to this." He said with a smile unable to help but laugh. He brought his hand to Zephyr's shoulder pushing him down and bring himself up to he knees. He lifted one of Zephyr's legs over his shoulder and quickly thrust the entirety of his length into the young man. Pausing for a while to let him adjust waiting for some sort of go ahead to let him continue on, despite this he didn't think he could just rip the boy apart with a rough speed right off the bat, he wasn't that cruel he did have to take his sheer size into account.

Zephyr made a sort of choking noise at the unexpected shock of Vashyron trying the move again, knowing how to get an effect from him. His body took a second to get over the shock of the rush that zapped through him from the action. He looked at Vashyron with annoyance now, knowing he was getting entertainment out of teasing him, finding a weakness in his armor of attitude. He let the man put his leg up, feeling him tense underneath him and prepared himself for being slammed in to. He felt Vashyron's immense size filling him up, stretching him more than the fingers had. Still, it was no problem to adjust to, and he was rolling his hips to give the signal for a go ahead in no time.

Vashyron's breath quickly became haggard as Zephyr's tight walls clenched his erection as he waited for a go ahead which came as quickly as he had expected it to. He slowly pulled himself out to the base of the head before slowly pressing himself back in, repeating the same agonizingly slow actions a couple more times. Then he pulled himself out a little faster, almost completely, angling himself he slammed himself into the spot that had gotten a reaction with his fingers he wondered what this would do with his own weight and strength behind it instead of just idly fiddling. He continued this motion, one hand resting on Zephyr's side, sliding along his waist, as his head fell back and a low moan broke from his lips.

The first part had been the typical sex he expected, but he had to know that Vashyron was going to use that spot against him. He liked to break people of their own cocky walls, it seemed, despite having twice an ego. Vashyron began aiming for the spot he had hit earlier, Zephyr bit back a cry that had very nearly left his lips. He couldn't hold back his volume forever, as it was. As soon as he tasted blood in his mouth from biting down on his lower lip, he let go, giving a real moan for once. He found himself moaning and panting from real stimulation, and he was blaming the man on top of him. He couldn't help but love actually getting attention in sex, even if it might not mean anything but a game to Vashyron.

Vashyron loved it, hearing Zephyr moan in pleasure, he had opened his eyes to see Zephyr's pleasure filled face, that confidence broken and he saw a bleeding lip trailing blood down his chin. He bent forward continuing his pace and pressed his lips to Zephyr's tasting the young man's blood, licking it away from the wound. "You've got a lovely voice..." he said quietly pulling his lips away from Zephyr's licking the residual blood off of his lips and smiling down at the young blond beneath him. His own blond hair fell about his shoulder and stuck to his sweaty neck and forehead. He knew he was one step closer to making this the best sex this young man had ever had, but he knew it was a very very small step to stop him from staying out on the streets selling his body no matter how dangerous it was. Thinking of that though made him think of how many times he would get to fuck this boy until his dept was paid off, the thought alone; of sex and money, made his cock throb inside Zephyr and, if possible, grow in size. He let out a moan of his own as he placed kisses down Zephyr's body before running a tongue over a nipple and bringing it between his teeth roughly.

"Va-Vashyron!" Zephyr couldn't help but call out. Never had he a name to cry before, and it was a new taste on his tongue. He never thought about anybody when he pleasured customers. Sex had become a simple tool to earn income, it became an item, of sorts, on the shelf of arsenal. Vashyron had just cranked it up to a level he had thought he wouldn't see. Could he really get this just from one person paying attention to him? Still, this was just a job, he couldn't expect it again, and he was just getting his hopes up for nothing. After this he'd just wind up returning to one sides sex, and he was looking less forward to it than he usually did. He hated to admit, but Vashyron, who was toying with him, was probably going to be the best lay he'd ever have.

Vashyron groaned as Zephyr called out his name, a small blush coming to his face a bit shocked by it altogether. But it was with that that he knew that he had Zephyr wrapped around his finger. He continued with his pace wondering if he would outlast Zephyr pretty sure with the fact that he could. None the less he wrapped one hand around Zephyr's erection pumping it carelessly in time with his own thrusts hoping to drive this boy over the edge. This had been a huge ego booster to him and he was looking forward to more free rounds with this boy in the near future, he had to admit he would gladly save this kid's life again in the future if it meant another round of sex like this one.

Zephyr was going to cum hard, he could feel it. He could feel the pressure building up strong, getting ready to release. Normally his release came from natural body stimulation, but this time, as much as he may hate to admit it, or maybe he liked admitting it, he was coming because it felt good. "Vashyron, ah!" he called once more as he felt himself push over the edge. He was not a cheap prostitute who came just from a little touching and a few minutes of penetration, he could certainly last long. He outlasted most of his clients, but with a reputation he was sure Vashyron would have, he didn't even bother trying to last longer. He gave in to the feelings the other man was creating. He may have even whited out for a moment or two.

Vashyron knew this was it for him as well feeling the muscles within Zephyr's body contract and release as he came. Vashyron thrust a couple more times before pulling out of Zephyr and letting himself cum all over the younger man's body, making sure the kid was covered in his seed, he milked every last drop from his cock before sitting back running a hand through his slightly damp hair "Holy..." he didn't even know what else to add to that sentence, he had to admit that that had been some of the best sex he had had in a long while and he found himself staring down at the boy who was practically drenched in the cum of both parties. He had to admit it was a very erotic sight and he was pretty sure he was going to have to offer up his shower to Zephyr, not that he really minded, it wasn't like it would be his first sex partner to occupy his bathroom.

It wouldn't be the first time Zephyr had been covered by someone else's cum. All he had learned from it was that if he looked 'sated' enough for the men they paid extra. He supposed he could see the appeal in seeing your toy covered in your seed. Zephyr looked up at Vashyron looking at him. "Like what you see?" he managed out through panting. He sure liked what he saw, he'd admit. Vashyron was an amazing change from what he was usually forced to look at. Maybe he'd take the day off, actually. The sex he had just had, he wanted to preserve that feeling a little longer before going back to faking everything. His heart was beating fast and hard, and he liked the feeling of really feeling full this time. "Now that you've had your conquest with a common prostitute of the streets, what's next for you? More women?" Not that he minded, but there was something about the idea of others getting the same treatment he had that made it a little irksome for him to be thinking of what other action this man was getting.

Vashyron smiled despite himself a rather stupid grin, "Why yes I do." he said running a finger through a puddle of cum on Zephyr's abdomen. He thought about what Zephyr went on to say, no, he had to think of pricing now...how much was the sex worth? How much did the cost of Zephyr's life cost and his own at that? He thought about it for a moment. "Well, I'm looking forward to more with you sometime soon. Of course for free, you don't think one round would be able to pay for your life and mine." he said with a smirk. "Well lets see, I think I'd pay about 2,500 for that, but the total cost I'd say you're paying off is...100,000...so 39 more round should do. And of course by rounds I mean how many times I cum. You better start keeping track." He said with a laugh, he was pretty sure he could go with that number. "Well, why don't you go use the shower, think it over." he said waving his hand towards the bathroom.

Zephyr was appalled by the numbers Vashyron was calculating this to be. He glared sharply at the man. Was this just an excuse to tease him more? For each round he'd just reduce Zephyr to a quivering mess on his couch or something, and he'd have a good laugh about it later, probably. Zephyr wasn't opposed to more sex, necessarily, but it was being dealt free. He didn't think lives were worth that much. "How about you deduct whatever you're thinking my life costs out of that," he grumbled, although he wondered how much of the total cost was his. Paying for his Vashyron's life and his own? His couldn't be worth much, but any reduction from that cost was good. He stood up and decided to take the offer of a shower, even though he was a little weirded out by the prospect of taking a shower in what was basically a stranger's house. Not only that, but a client. He gathered his clothes and headed for the shower, the direction to which Vashyron pointed to.

Vashyron just laughed, shaking his head as he was told to deduct the amount for Zephyr's life, very tempted to say that this round had paid for just that and the other 97,500 was for himself. He himself though thought he was being very fair, "Hey, I'm being very fair with you, there are so many things that cost so much more then that...If you want me to give you accurate numbers you may as well start living here." He said. Zephyr stood up to move to the shower and Vashyron pulled up his pants doing them up and tying his hair back up while he was at it. He got up, getting himself a notebook and a piece of paper very quick to jot out '2500' 40 times, with a line and 100000 below it. He crossed one of the numbers out as though it had been paid for and closed it, deciding it was best if he kept tabs on how much he was being paid. He had to admit it was kind of amusing but he was really quite bothered by it not liking the way Zephyr seemed to belittle himself...he really wanted to know what was going on inside that blond head.

Zephyr shut the door behind him and looked at the bathroom. More or less it was the same as the rest of the house. A bit on the messy side, but it looked lived in. At least it was clean, he thought. He started the water up and stepped in, rinsing himself in the warm water. He didn't plan on staying long, and he certainly didn't plan on living here, as Vashyron jokingly suggested. Or he figured it was a joke anyway. He was feeling rather loose from Vashyron having entered him, and he was thinking that going out to please others wasn't going to go as well. People paid loose prossies about half of what a nice tight one got. He stepped out and shut the water off, looking down at his pale body. How many people had used him, he wondered now?

After writing out everything and making sure it was in a place he wouldn't forget ti. He glanced at the clock and winced seeing he wasn't going to make it in for work at this rate. He walked towards the bathroom walking in, knowing Zephyr was there. "Well now that I've figured that much out. How will I be able to keep in contact with you?" He asked, leaning against the wall and smiling down at him. He too scanned Zephyr's body he seemed almost bothered, not that Vashyron was going to ask anything about it, but it in turn made Vashyron slightly worried. He wouldn't let such emotions show on his face, knowing it would just piss of the young prostitute. He wondered if Zephyr would end up changing his mind about his course of like. Vashyron would try to help him out as much as he could but there was only so much he could do.