Chapter 1
Cessair prepares to serve the VIPs by putting on his uniform
Cessair
Am I the only one who works here?
Cessair
Why is it always me they let to serve the VIPs
Cessair always questions himself even knowing the answer.
Cessair
(Maybe because I'm the only one who manages to step out alive.)
Cessair
Let's get the party started then.
He made his way towards the grand halls of the VIP section where he stood in front of a spectacular door
As he twists the door handles, He braces himself for what is about to happen inside
But what shocked him was that there were no perverted old married men who have a horrible habit of having sexual relations with young men despite being married.
What he saw was a beautiful man with his deep and dark eyes as he glazed over to him.
Cessair
(What a gorgeous man...)
Cessair
(he smiled) I'm sorry for being late, here are your drinks.
He slightly leaned to place the drinks on the table.
Cessair
(I never knew a man could be so hot by just drinking a glass.)
He blushes as he realizes what his mind just said.
Cessair
(He messed up his hair) I must be tired...
Silence fell in the room, when a deep and soothing voice broke it.
Elio
Then, it might be a problem if you're already tired by just serving a couple of drinks to someone
Cessair
(he bows) I'm sorry sir.
Cessair
(startled) Y-yes sir?
Elio
(he pats the empty spot on the sofa)
Elio
Come here, It's making me really awkward when you're just there standing.
Cessair
(should I really?)
Cessair
(There's no use in rejecting, My legs are killing me)
He walked and sat beside Elio but maintained enough space between them.
Cessair
(Why am I here anyways? I'm not even doing anything.. How should I excuse myself anyways? Should I just say I need to pee-)
He stopped thinking as he felt a gaze looking at him
Elio
I'm sorry, you just smelled nice
Cessair
(eyes widen) Pardon?
Elio leaned towards Cessair's shoulders as he whispered
Cessair
(I felt the shivers down my spine as he whispered)
Cessair
S-sorry, it's the first time someone complimented me smelling nice.
Cessair
(He's lighter than he looks)
Cessair
you should be fine there right?
Cessair
(I was about to turn around but a hand abruptly stopped me)
As Cessair was about to push the guy away, his hands-
Cessair
(he furrowed) Hey.
Elio kept kissing as if there was no tomorrow
Cessair's Patience burst as he switched their positions.
Cessair
I'm sorry sir, i prefer being the sword entering the scabbard. (smiled)
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