Fic: Bought and Paid For, Chapter 5 (CSI Miami, Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko)
Title: Bought and Paid For, Chapter 5
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pair: Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always welcome.
CSI Miami Main List
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Summary: Ryan Wolfe is a CSI working on a murder case. Eric Delko is a man of different vocation. A dead man brings them together.
PS: Despite the title, this is NOT a slave fic or anything similar. The meaning of the title becomes clear during the story, but it’s not what it sounds like.
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“Stop that.”
“Stop what?” Eric asked and swallowed a mouthful of Chinese. “I was just eating.”
“I know what you were doing, you can stop trying to simulate blowjobs with your food.”
“Food is sensual.” Eric shrugged and wiggled his chopsticks. “And then there’s the hard wood involved-”
“Can’t you just drop that for a while?”
“What?”
“That act. I can’t believe anyone would really be like that, I’m just not sure if you got anything left under that role.”
“Well, what do you want from me?”
“Can you just be normal person for five minutes? Can you do that?”
“What’s so great about normal?” Eric grunted, but didn’t continue his double-entendres. He focused on his meal and the crappy reality show that was running the TV screen. Neither one of them liked it, but it was the only channel they could watch without one of them trying to grab the remote. After a while Eric cleared his throat and gave Ryan a careful sideway glance. “So… what made you wanna be a cop?”
“I’m not a cop, I’m-”
“Yeah, yeah, but the question’s the same.”
“I don’t know. It was just something I wanted to do.” Ryan shrugged. “What about you? How you end up…?”
“Scuba diving?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s what I’m good at.”
“There’s gotta be more than that. You had to have some reason-”
“I didn’t. I didn’t wanna spend years learning something for a degree, and what I knew best was diving and fucking. Like those kids who play football, and if they’re really good, they become pros.”
“I think you’d be a real hit in some school’s career day…”
“I get to spend the day on the beach teaching scuba diving and when the sun goes down I get to do my other favourite hobby and I even get paid for both. Could be a lot worse.”
“Do your parents know what you’re up to?”
“What do you think?”
“No?”
“Hell no.”
“Why not? You seem so proud of your job, why don’t you tell them?”
“None of your business. And talking about career choices, look at this place and compare it to mine. Can you honestly say you wouldn’t want a place like mine?”
“I would mind if I had to pay for it the way you do. And…”
“And what?”
“You talk about your job like it’s all fun and games. It can’t be that good.”
“The sex?” Eric’s lips curled into a lopsided smirk. “With me it’s always good.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“Second nature… Well. Some guys aren’t that great, but they’re not that bad either. They don’t make weird demands, or anything like that.” Eric popped another load of Chinese into his mouth and chewed carefully. “Wanna know about my first client?”
“Will I loose my appetite if I listen?”
“I’ll skip the details. I was doing part time jobs at this boat renting thingy at the marine and this woman came to talk to me. She was leading some travelling agency that does tailor-made trips for rich people, she was there to rent boats for her clients.”
“And she just offered you money for sex?”
“No. She looked at me for a long time and then she asked if I wanted to make some extra money. She had one demanding rich geezer coming to town and he wanted someone to drive him around, show the sights and that kinda stuff.”
“Don’t they have tourist guides for that?”
“That’s the catch. He was loaded and renting the biggest villa the agency could find for him. They did some extra favours for him, because he was such a generous in paying.”
“Extra favours like getting him hookers?”
“I resent that name. The correct term is Adult Entertainment Specialist.”
“Whatever.”
“Yeah, whatever… but he had strict demands about his guides. Will liked them young, pretty and male.”
“Did you show him the sights?”
“Not really. We spent the first day of his vacation checking the National Park, and the remaining ten days in his hotel suite.”
“Did he somehow…?”
“Coerce me to do it? No, he was nice and he liked me and…” Eric eyes were fixed on his Chinese like it had suddenly become the most fascinating sight in the room. “… and he showed it.”
“With money?”
“Not at first. Gifts. Clothes and a watch and that kind stuff. He didn’t give me money until he was leaving Miami. Last day, and he send the porter to take his bags downstairs, and then he gave me an envelope full of cash.”
“You didn’t ask for it?”
“No, but I didn’t exactly discourage him either. Some time later that same woman came to ask if I was free to guide some other tourist. She said Will game me a really glowing reviews when he lefts.”
“You mean she knew about it?”
“I think she knew what the man was expecting when she hired me for the first time. And that I would say no to that kinda money.” Eric paused and twirled his chopsticks between his fingers. “Will stays comes to Miami couple times a year. Just to see me.”
“Doesn’t it bother you?”
“No, he always calls and makes an appointment.”
“Not that. What do you do when you meet someone you wanna be without getting paid. Can you even have a normal relationship? I mean what are you gonna do if you find someone?”
“I don’t know. It’s just a job. I like it, but there’s no feelings there.”
“Doesn’t matter. You really think someone, who cares about you would allow you to keep doing that?”
“It’s good money. Someone would do it way.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“Why are you so against it? Because you don’t like that some people do it, or because I’m doing it?”
“The first one.”
“I don’t believe you…” Eric grinned with sing-a-song tone. “I keep a horde of very respectable men satisfied. I could take one pro bono case.” He leaned across the couch, closing the gap between them. “My regulars are nice, but not that hot. Sometimes I have to think about other guys to get in the mood.” He crawled down to the floor and got on his knees in front of Ryan. He stroked Ryan’s thighs through his sweatpants and pulled the legs apart so he could settle between them. “Right now I’m totally in the mood, and I didn’t need to think anyone else.”
His hands slid on to Ryan’s lap, up his belly and chest and grabbed his shirt, pulling down to meet his lips. For a second Ryan stilled and Eric took the opportunity to plunge his tongue into the man’s mouth, claiming new territory. Ryan grabbed Eric’s shoulders so hard it almost hurt, and pulled him up to straddle his thighs. Eric grinded against the man as well as he could, but his moves were limited. Ryan’s hands were holding him still, and his lips were fixed on Eric’s, apparently aiming to kill him with just a kiss. Eric panted against the man’s mouth, gasping for air, but Ryan didn’t let him too much leash. One hand settle on the back of Eric’s head, while the other one slipped inside his boxer briefs to grasp his buttocks. Eric could feel the man`s hard cock grinding against his thigh.
Ryan pulled his lips apart long enough to whisper in his ear. His tone was low and husky, just one step away from dangerous.
“You’ve been throwing yourself at me all night.”
“I… I…” Eric tried to gasp, but the lack of air didn’t allow him the luxury of words.
“We’ll see if you can handle it.” Ryan’s fingers sunk into the soft flesh of Eric’s buttock. “Just remember you asked for it.”
Chapter 6