“You’re going to get yourself killed,” Ronan added.
“You two are buzzkills.” I raised my glass to them in a mock salute. “I’m not going to get myself killed. At least, not here.”
“Foster,” Ronan unleashed his dom voice on me again, and I shook my head, raising my whiskey to my lips. The tone of the way he said name made me wonder if was onto me, if he knew what my life away from him was like. I didn’t ask though, because I didn’t really want to know.
“I’m going to wander,” I told them.
“Will you check in before you leave?” Ronan asked.
“Yes, Daddy.” I gave him a sarcastic grin.
“Not your Daddy, Foster.”
“I’m just taking a lap,” I said, trying to convey my seriousness. “I won’t be long.”
Before either of them could warn me off or talk me out of it, I turned away from them and headed toward the bathroom, going slow to make sure I could get a look at everyone getting drinks. They all looked pretty boring to me, so I looped left, heading back across the dance floor and toward the stairs that led to the play loft.
I found a lot of what I expected up there, but nothing that interested me and no one who looked like they were trying to score. I leaned against the wall at the end of the hallway, the same place I’d seen Sage sucking off a stranger before the auction last month, and closed my eyes. I listened to the music, the moans, and I didn’t try to hide the way all of it made me hard.
Rapture was a potent place, full of sex and want and pleasure and I loved everything that it stood for. Mostly, I loved the opportunities the place presented me. If I wanted to find someone to play with, I could. Hell, Ronan and Kevin had even met here, but with the exception of Sage, I hadn’t met anyone as sadistic as Ronan… as sadistic as I liked my partners to be.
That left sex.
Which was good enough on its own, but sometimes I wanted more.
I didn’t think more was coming tonight, so I shoved off the wall, hoping to find something that could scratch the quickly building itch that festered at the base of my spine. Landon and his best friend Verity ran a pretty tight ship at Rapture with no room for messy things like fucking in the bathroom, but they had a nice enough alley that I’d made use of on more than one occasion.
Maybe it would be enough tonight.
I liked taking risks, and what was riskier than sucking off and fucking a man you didn’t know in public?
Running off with that man for a weekend with no gun, no phone, and not giving your friends the address.
I poured the rest of my drink down my throat, unappreciative of the way my brain kept thinking about the man I hoped this place would help me forget. I set the glass down on a low table at the top of the stairs, then headed down, circling back the long way to avoid Ronan and Kevin. I pushed the bathroom door open, finding the urinal empty and all of the stalls vacant.
“Figures,” I muttered under my breath, shouldering my way into the biggest stall at the back of the bathroom. I flicked the hook latch on the door and took my cock out of my pants, thankful I wasn’t hard enough to piss on the ceiling.
The door to the club opened and I heard boots stomp across the floor.
A zipper.
The latch to the bathroom stall.
And I looked over my shoulder to find a body I recognized filling my line of sight.
Sage licked his lips, looking much as I remembered him, except he had two butterfly bandages on his cheek and a few days of scruff on his jaw. He gave me a tangible onceover, his stare lingering on the piss that dripped out the slit of my cock.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, cock still in my hand.
“I didn’t know if I came here to drink or fuck,” he said, his voice a low and rumbling baritone that almost sounded like it was from Boston. “But then I saw you upstairs and decided.”
“You stalking me?” I moved to tuck my dick back into my pants, but Sage surged forward, his hand wrapping around my wrist like a vise and stopping me from finishing the task.
“That’s not what I came here to do,” he said, tilting his head to the side. “Just a happy accident.”
“So what is it, then?” I asked. “Drink or fuck?”
“Are you offering?”
