Business and Pleasure: Chapter Nine

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Title: Business and Pleasure
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Brad/Ryan
Summary for the chapter: In which the boys cross a boundary, get caught and find out a bit of Ryan's past.

Overall Summary: Brad's running his own large business and has everything but what he wants the most: someone to be there for him. After 'purchasing' Ryan from the Utopia group to serve the purpose, he slowly realizes that he's breaking their most important rule: he's falling in love with him.

A/N: PLease leave a comment! Also to PD: I decided to be merciful to them cuz I loved the new chapter of your story!

Brad smiled leisurely, feeling no desire to get up as he felt the warm back pressed against his chest. He knew they hadn’t started out that way, but he still enjoyed the end result none the less. After a few more seconds of pure sensation, he opened his eyes only to be blinded by dusty gold waves. He leaned up on his elbow and smiled down at Ryan’s face, the closed eyelids showing that he was still fast asleep and not aware of the adoring gaze Brad had fixed on him. He slowly ran the back of his finger down Ryan’s cheek, content to simply gaze at him for the moment, somehow paint the image on the inside of his eyelids and carry it with him forever.

 

However, looking over at the clock, he could see that it was nearing noon and, after getting over the shock of having slept so peacefully through the alarm, he decided to wake his companion as well.

 

“Ryan,” he said softly, running his fingers down his neck and over his shoulder. The other man simply let out a sleepy moan and rolled over onto his stomach, still dead to the world. Brad smirked and decided to accept the unspoken challenge.

 

He brushed away the hair at the nape of Ryan’s neck and began placing feather light kisses down his neck and down the length of his spine, thanking God that Ryan slept without a shirt. He heard a slight moan come from above but ignored it, preferring to lick along the long spine. He could hear slightly muffled whimpers come from the head of the bed and decided to see how far Ryan would let him take it before stopping.

He shifted a bit more and gripped Ryan’s thin shoulders, nuzzling the soft place where Ryan’s neck met his shoulders and sucking on the skin there. At that, Ryan let out a loud moan and gave up all pretense of sleep, raising himself onto his elbows.

 

“Looks like I win,” Brad whispered in his ear, amused.

 

“But it feels like I got the prize,” Ryan gasped as Brad nipped at his earlobe.

 

“I think this is a situation where everyone wins,” Brad murmured, kissing one shoulder blade and making his way back down again. Ryan groaned and turned onto his back, fisting Brad’s hair and pulling him up for a long languid kiss. Brad returned it eagerly, his hands finding Ryan’s hips and playing with the waistband of the pants he was wearing.

 

“Get them off,” Ryan pulled away for a second and moved his lips to Brad’s jaw line.

 

“Are you sure?” Brad gripped the band, but still waited for Ryan’s consent.

 

“Yessss,” Ryan hissed and nipped at his neck, “I’ll tell you if I can’t handle it.”

 

Brad felt Ryan’s hands on his own track pants and before he knew it, both that and his boxers were around his knees and he kicked them away, tugging away Ryan’s in the process. He slowly lowered himself onto Ryan and they both hissed as their bare erections met for the first time. Ryan let out a choked moan as Brad eased one leg between his and wrapped his arms around Brad’s shoulders, rubbing himself against Brad’s thigh before stopping and looking up at his partner.

 

“I think it’s time I paid you back for everything,” he smirked, pushing Brad down onto his back and then straddled him.

 

“Pay me back for what?” Brad asked breathlessly, thrusting his tongue into Ryan’s mouth as the younger man leaned in for another kiss.

 

“For everything. For taking care of me, for introducing me to improv, for letting me make friends,” Ryan smirked and trailed his fingers down Brad chest in a teasing caress, “and I think I know how to do it.” He then began moving down until he was level with his cock.

 

“You don’t have to,” Brad groaned, one hand tangling in the golden waves.

 

“I want to,” with that said, Ryan swooped down, taking Brad’s entire erection into his mouth without a problem. Brad let out a cry and had to consciously stop himself from thrusting into the warm, wet haven surrounding him.

 

“God....Ry....” Brad let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding and twirled his hair with his fingers, occasionally clenching after an especially pleasurable maneuver by Ryan.

 

Ryan could feel that Brad was getting closer and closer to the edge and so relaxed all his throat muscles and deep throated him, before moving back to the tip and letting his tongue graze the sensitive head. He felt Brad’s hands clench on his hair and shoulder right before he released into him, Ryan swallowing all he had to give.

 

After a few seconds, he straightened up and grinned down at Brad, “How was that, cowboy?”

 

“Amazing....” Brad breathed. Ryan chuckled and gave Brad a leisurely kiss, allowing him to taste himself before standing up.

 

“Where are you going?” Brad asked, still a little dazed from the best orgasm he had ever had.

 

“To have a shower. It’s getting late and Bruce is supposed to teach me something new today,” Ryan responded, grabbing the clothes he had left out the previous night and darting into the bathroom.

 

Brad growled slightly and grabbed his arm before he could get in, pulling him back into the bed, “You’re not going anywhere until I’m done with you.”

 

Ryan blinked and then a slow smile spread across his lips, “And what are you going to do with me?”

 

“This,” with that, Brad swooped down and attached his mouth to one of Ryan’s nipples while his other hand went down to his erection and gripped it gently yet firmly. Ryan let out a cry, arcing his back and clutching the bed sheets tightly. Brad smirked at the loud response he was getting from the younger man and wondered about what other noises he could get out of him. He already knew that his neck was a weak spot, but what else was? He began his thorough exploration with slow and precise movements, carefully jotting down to memory what made Ryan moan, what made him whimper and especially what made him scream. He was unbelievably responsive which was something Brad appreciated and realized that it was just as arousing as any other type of foreplay.

 

“Brad please,” Ryan whimpered, writhing as Brad pinched his nipples and licked down his neck, “I n-need...”

 

“What do you need?” Brad whispered in his ear, kissing under it.

 

“I need you....please!” Ryan thrust up against him to his pleasant surprise and Brad decided to end his delightful torture and wrapped his hand tightly around Ryan’s erection which proved to be the last bit of simulation he needed and Ryan let out a loud moan which ended with a strangulated gasp for breath as he climaxed.

 

They lay there with Brad’s head on Ryan’s stomach for a while before Brad looked up to see Ryan smiling down at him with his hair mussed and a glazed look in his emerald eyes. He smiled back and then got off him, giving Ryan a hand off the bed and then wrapped his arms around his waist.

 

“If it weren’t so late, I’d call for an encore,” Brad smirked, kissing him lightly on the forehead.

 

“I’d agree with you, but we can’t now,” Ryan smiled back, “tonight is a different matter, however.”

 

Brad smirked and then let him go, watching that fine behind until it disappeared behind a closed bathroom door and then looked down at his mussed up bed.

 

“Someone’s going to find a surprise in the sheets this time....”

 

Dl

 

Dl

 

Brad tried to ignore what he felt was Wayne’s incessant staring and he quickly glanced at Ryan to see that he was giving him a puzzled look as well. The moment they had sat on the couch next to Wayne, he had started staring at them as if waiting for something to happen. Finally, after over a half hour of staring, Brad finally snapped.

 

“What?!”

 

“Just wondering if you’re really that good in bed.”

 

Of all the responses he was expecting, that was not one of them. Ryan choked on his glass of water and Wayne reached over to thump him on the back as Brad’s jaw dropped.

 

“And where is this coming from?” he asked, glaring at him.

 

“Well, you’re six-foot four or something, right? So if you’re in proportion, I’m guessing that you are-”

 

“I’m not having this conversation with you!” Brad growled, going for another cup of caffeinated goodness.

 

“Ryan already provided me with the answer,” Wayne responded, taking another sip from his cup and already reaching out to thump Ryan’s back again from the second bout of choking.

 

“What?!” Brad looked at Ryan astonished, who shook his head while trying to curb his coughing.

 

“Come on, anyone in a five mile radius heard him....agreeing with you.” Wayne cringed slightly and then smirked, “I told you he looked like a screamer.”

 

Ryan blushed a shade of red that Brad hadn’t seen on any human before, not even when he walked in on his cousin and her husband doing it in the living room when he had visited. He looked like he wished he was anywhere but where he currently was.

 

“So! Details!” Wayne clapped his hands brightly and then looked at Brad like a child waiting to hear a story from his favorite uncle.

 

“Wha- no!” Brad sputtered, “I’m not telling you about this!”

 

Wayne laughed and stood up, heading to the stairs, “To be honest, I got a pretty good idea earlier. Brad, congratulations, you actually know what to do in that situation, surpassing what I thought about you earlier. Ryan, you’re not as shy and quiet as I thought!”

 

Ryan shot him a quick glare and this time instead of drinking the water, simply threw it in his own face, successfully cooling down his blush and then looked up at Brad with an apologetic shrug.

 

A wet chair was not Brad’s top priority at the moment, rather it was to find a way for Wayne’s untimely demise in a way to make it seem like an embarrassing accident.

 

“I’ll get payback for that tonight at the club,” Ryan offered, already shuffling through his mental cabinet titled ‘Ways to embarrass Wayne’.

 

“If you can’t, I’ll get the dogs, the coconut and the map of Paraguay.”

 

“I can supply a pheromone spray.”

 

“Ah, excellent.”

 

Dl

 

Dl

 

“RYAN!” Wayne’s voice pierced the silence in the dressing rooms and successfully startled Brad and Ryan enough to make them pull away from each other.

 

“Yes, Wayne?” Ryan took a couple of deep breaths quickly buttoned up the shirt Brad had been undoing.

 

“First thing, stop having sex in the dressing rooms! It’s unhygienic and someone could catch you! God, you just got some in morning, the afternoon and right before the show! What are you, the Energizer Bunnies?” Wayne glared at both of them, “Second of all, Ryan, come near my butt again and I’ll kill you!”

 

At that, Ryan grinned and stuck out his lower lip adorably, “Who’s got a tickly bum?”

 

Brad grinned as well, “Someone’s got a tickly butt! I wonder who that is?”

 

Wayne rolled his eyes, but a grudging smile was breaking through, “Yes, I’ve got a tickly butt.”

 

“And I never knew that!” Brad exclaimed, “How could I not know that?”

 

“Your hands have never been on my butt,” Wayne responded.

 

“It’s a nice butt,” Ryan offered.

 

“Why thank you! Not so bad yourself and I’m sure Brad will agree with me,” Wayne smirked at the twin glares.

 

“Well, no point in denying it, it is a rather fine ass,” Brad responded, his hand drifting down to said ass and Ryan yelped, slapping his hand away.

 

“You are not going to pinch my butt,” he said, meaning to sound stern but the laughter made it hard to achieve it’s desired effect.

 

“But your fanny is a masterpiece!” Brad declared, moving towards him and grinning as Ryan backed away, laughing.

 

“Stay away from me!” Ryan shouted and then took off outside the door, Brad in hot pursuit.

 

“And the foreplay begins....” Wayne muttered, shaking his head before exiting the room to tell the DJ to play the music louder to drown out what he was sure would be heard by everyone.

 

Meanwhile, Brad had since caught up with Ryan and now had him pinned to the wall, kissing him like he had been deprived of it for years. As he moved down to his neck, he felt Ryan’s hand tug slightly on the back of his head and looked up to see Ryan looking serious.

 

“What’s wrong?” Brad whispered.

 

“Uh, I was just thinking about what we said yesterday,” Ryan looked down and Brad began to worry just a little bit.

 

“And?”

 

“Are you sure about this?” Ryan glanced at him and then looked back down at the ground, “I mean, I just realized how close we’re getting. I nearly had sex with you, Brad....I haven’t done that with anyone.”

 

“No one?” Brad felt touched at nearly being Ryan’s first but could also see where Ryan was going with this and he didn’t like it.

 

“No one.” Ryan said firmly.

 

“Didn’t you have a client before?” Brad regretted asking that as Ryan suddenly tensed in his arms and squeezed him firmly, “You don’t have to talk about it.”

 

“No,” Ryan swallowed, “I have to. Drew leased me out to another man two weeks after I turned eighteen. It was a three year contract, but it didn’t last more than three months.”

 

“Why?” Brad could feel Ryan trembling and tightened his grasp, one hand moving Ryan’s head to lean on his shoulder.

 

“He....he used to drink a lot. He spent his days gambling what was left of his fortune away and nights were spent with him trying to get me into bed. I refused every time. It was my first time but I know that it can really hurt if not done properly. After three months, I don’t know if he got tried of waiting or whether he was just drunk, but he tried to, uh, force himself on me.”

 

Brad growled audibly and Ryan wrapped his own arms around him and kissed him lightly on the cheek as if to assure him that he was fine, “I’m fine. I told you that we learn self-defense and I’m more than capable of taking care of a drunk man. It was scary, sure, but I got through it. It just scares me when I think about what if I hadn’t received those classes.”

 

“Thank God you did,” Brad muttered, pressing a kiss into his hair.

 

“Well, I called Drew and he got me back to Utopia and two years later, here I am,” Ryan ended with a small smile, leaving Brad yet again astonished at how someone could talk so lightly about an experience that normally haunted people for years. He shook his head and just chalked it down to the enigma that was Ryan’s personality, noting that though Ryan was a lot of things, but predictable was not one of them.

 

“Well, how about we see if we can finish what we started earlier,” Brad growled, feeling Ryan more than eager to comply.

 

“Sounds nice,” Ryan smirked, “Now give me the good stuff!”

 

Brad laughed and kissed him, his hands already drifting down to unbuckle his belt. Ryan purred and Brad couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at him.

 

“You know, you remind me of a cat sometimes,” he stated and then grinned, “Can I pet you?”

 

Ryan grinned back, “Me-ow!”

 

Both of them burst into laughter and continued their explorations, wrapping their hands around each other. Unknown to both of them, a spectacled figure was watching them, hidden away in the shadows and he smirked before turning back and heading back the way he came.