Kink Meme: Part the First

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Get kinking!

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FILL 6/11 Temporary

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“Nothing too weird?” Tom asked, wondering where Bill began to classify things as ‘weird’.

“I like to be on top.” Bill replied, licking his lips again. “I like to bite too. You know, not too weird.”

Tom nodded, looking down at his knees. His face was hot, and he knew that looking at Bill right now would only make it worse. He just had to ask, didn’t he?

He was saved by Bill pulling the car into the parking lot of a fancy apartment block. Bill had said something about his housekeeper having dinner ready fairly soon, and with any luck after that Bill would want to get straight down to business. Less awkward conversation that way.

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Bill unlocked his apartment door with a flourish, waving Tom inside and then following him in, barely able to contain his excitement. It had been weeks since he’d last gotten laid, and it was almost definite now that he was getting some tonight. If the rest of Tom was as pretty as his bare chest had been, he was more than likely in for a treat too. His last date had been some silly virgin that had cried afterward and simply ruined the whole thing. Tom seemed slightly more sturdy.

He propped his umbrella up carelessly by the door, and dropped his coat next to it. Magda would put them away somewhere when she was finished in the kitchen. She was good like that.

“Shoes…” He said to Tom, who looked about to go tracking wet footprints all over his nice new floor. Tom blinked at him for a moment, looking hopelessly confused, and then toed off his sneakers, following Bill down the hall with bare feet, abandoning his backpack and jacket next to Bill’s things.

Bill grimaced, and resorted to taking shallow breaths through his mouth as Tom padded after him. Part of Tom’s allure was that he wasn’t part of Bill’s clean, sanitized, made-to-measure world, but there were limits. He couldn’t make out with a guy if all he could smell was feet. A little bit of fug around the edges was exciting. Right there and then, Tom was not exciting.

Luckily, it took more than a quick shower to get the scuff marks of that kind of lifestyle off. A ten minute rinse and Tom would still smell more or less like he did that coffee shop bathroom, just diluted to tolerable levels. It wouldn’t stop him looking scruffy either, or make his hand-me-down clothes fit.

Bill took him by the shoulders, and pointed him at the guest bathroom. The guest bathroom hardly ever got used, and he certainly never went near it. No way was he letting Tom in his bathroom. Sharing a bathroom was how you caught embarrassing fungus and found strange hairs on your soap.

“In there.” He instructed, giving Tom a little nudge when he didn’t move. “Take a shower, quickly. I wouldn’t worry about getting too clean,” he added, “Just… sluice off a bit, hmm? You can get properly clean in the morning.”

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Tom let Bill steer him into the bathroom, trying to keep his thoughts off his face, since mostly the only real thinking he was doing right there and then was calling Bill a freak in various creative ways.

Not too clean? What did he even mean by that?

It occurred to him that maybe Bill had a thing for the way he smelled, but he shook the idea off before it had a chance to settle. He probably just didn’t want to bother waiting, and right then Tom was pretty sure he could spent the better part of a week just standing under running water.

Tom kicked the door shut behind him and stripped off quickly, taking a moment to inspect himself in the full length mirror hanging opposite the shower. The screen was entirely transparent, which meant… he shook his head. What kind of narcissist had the mirror set up so they got to watch themselves wash?

On the other hand, the water ran hot, there were half a dozen different soaps, as well as an inordinately large number of products he’d never even heard of, and unlike most places he’d been lately he was pretty sure the hot water here lasted for more than five minutes at a stretch.