With an exchange of goodbyes, he proceeded to walk out with his two bodyguards. I'm glad you enjoyed it," you replied with a smile. "Thank you for your service," Rufus said as he gave you at least 1,000 in bills. For some reason, you could still feel heat radiate off your face. As Rufus was changing, you, once again, washed your aching, throbbing fingers through ice cold water. "There." You took a long, silent breath in order to calm yourself down.Īround 11, you were finally done the massage. You gulped and gently skimmed your fingers down his back before you got to the hem of the towel that was around his waist. Even though the curiosity was strong, you ultimately fought the urge to ask. The more your fingers kneaded his flesh, the more you saw and felt some faded scars. His creamy white skin was smooth, yet lightly coarse. You had also never touched any man like this before. ![]() Every one of your previous customers had been women. This was in fact the first time you had ever treated a man. Your fingers trailed along the blonde's broad back, tracing and feeling all the light, yet hard muscles. Once he was comfy enough, you proceeded to do your duty. You gulped nervously as you instructed him to the correct position. As you turned around again, Rufus was sitting on the bed, still looking at you, his sharp blue orbs piercing your (e/c) ones. Rufus's blue orbs fixated on you with a blank expression as he slowly took off his garment.Ī rosy blush spread upon your cheeks and you turned around and pretended to get something ready: when really you were trying to avoid gawking the man that was undressing in front of you. Shinra, you can start getting yourself comfortable," you said kindly, patting the massage bed beside you. You dried up your hands hurriedly and turned around, and saw the president in only a robe. You heard the door behind you click open. No one dared to mess with him, especially you. He could do with you what he wanted, when he wanted. After all, it's Rufus Shinra the most powerful and richest man on the planet. You were slightly nervous about this though. Warm, soapy water rinsed your hands as you waited for your customer to be ready. "Just give us a call when you're done, boss," you heard the lanky Turk call. "Okay, then! Right this way," you expressed courteously, leading the man in the white suit to your room. "I assume you have tonight's reservation?" you asked, closing the door once the men were inside. "Hello," Rufus replied politely, but his expression showed nothing. "Good evening, gentlemen," you greeted kindly with a smile to match. The red-head walked to the other passenger door and opened it wide.Īs the three men moved closer, you hastily opened the door to let them in. And out of the passenger's side came a lanky, punk-looking man with wild red hair, which ended in a long ponytail, and goggles on his forehead. ' That must be them,' you thought as you put the 'open' side back through the glass.Ī large, stern looking man with a bald head, tan skin, and dark shades exited the drivers side. Looking up, you saw that it was a limousine. However, as you were doing so, a flash of car headlights shone through. Heading towards the door, you proceeded in flipping the open and closed signs. But, your shift technically ended a whole hour ago and no individuals in sight.Īfter another 20 minutes of waiting, you decided you had had enough of your time wasted. ![]() You were waiting for a customer to show up whom your manager told you was coming. Looking up at the clock, it read 10:00pm. You drummed your sore fingers on the counter's surface, your other hand resting on your cheek.
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