DO ME RIGHT.., busy // christian <3

[AMBERCROMBIE & FITCH]

I MIGHTVE INHALED YOU There was something about this whole situation that made Finley confused. She shouldn’t feel like this about the guy who was only brought into her life to help her lose her virginity. There was no reason for him to keep in contact, and at first it had just been sex. Once Fin had gotten a taste of him, she wasn’t quite able to quit him. Christian had left a mark on her life, and it was definitely something she was not expecting. The little brunette had never thought that this was going to happen at all, but here she was getting ready to go find him. There was a part of Finley that knew that this was wrong. She shouldn’t be chasing after an escort that was paid to have sex with her. The thing between herself and Christian wasn’t just sex. At least not anymore, and Fin absolutely adored him. The way that he looked at her made her feel like she was the only girl alive in this world, and that she was the only girl in his world. Sure, there had been other girls in his life, clients and the like, but it was all before her. The tiny brunette with the big eyes didn’t have a right to be jealous of what he had done with his body or how many other girls he had slept with. He knew that he was her first and her only as of right now, but right now her eyes were set only on him. She couldn’t be any happier than what she was right now as she put on some simple shorts and a little t-shirt because there was no doubt in her mind whenever she arrived at his apartment that Christian was going to take them off of her. If her parents ever found out what she was doing or who Christian was, or his occupation, their lives would be hell. Her parents were pretentious, stuck up, rich people. It wasn’t who she was or how she acted unless forced to make an appearance for on of her father’s functions and appear to be the perfect daughter. It was her least favorite things to do, because the twenty one year old was not attached to her old life. She was determined to find a life of her own, even if that involved Christian. The tiny brunette made the quick trek to his apartment and couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her lips as she pushed her hair behind her ears. Fin wasn’t normally an outgoing girl, but when she was with Christian he pushed her out of her comfort zone. It was a very interesting dynamic between the two of them, but right now she was just craving his touch, and to know that when she came to visit him that she was the only girl that he wanted to hold. That she was the girl that he wanted to be with, and she had the means to make it that way. If he wanted to quit working, she could easily help in that department, not that he would ask, but she would. It was the least she could do, but it didn’t matter, not right now. Right now what mattered to her was getting up to the apartment and getting inside to his warm embrace and feeling him breathe as he held her tight. After a quick hike up the stairs, Fin was knocking on the door with a grin on her face as she leaned against the frame. “Christian....open the door. It’s me.” The brunette tapped her toe pretending to be impatient, but really she just wanted to be near him. That was what was important to her, and nothing else. A bright smile appeared on her lips when the door opened and his blonde hair came into view, not to mention those captivating eyes of his. The moment he was in view, Finley was reaching up around his neck and pulling him in tight, letting her lips find his. “Did I mention that I missed you?” The words were soft as her lips brushed against his while she spoke. God she loved these moments, and she wouldn’t change them for anything. FOR JANNA / CHRISTIAN

[SOMEBUSY THAT I USED TO KNOW]

WE RUN AROUND THE RULES

ROUND AND ROUND TWO BY TWO

› we run around the rules ‹

the first rule of being an escort was the keeping a clear separation of your work life and private life. you had two names, one that your parents had given you and the one you chose for your clients to call you. you had two homes, one where you lived, slept, laughed with friends, relaxed at the end of a long day or night, had dinner with your family...you get the idea and then the one where you could entertain clients that didn't want to leave a trail on their credit cards by booking hotel rooms, where you conducted your business and set up appointments. you had two sets of clothes, the one that was really your sense of style and then the costumes that could transform you into whoever you needed to be. two phone numbers, email addresses, credit cards with those different names. two very different lives. it was so the lines never got blurred, so that things didn't get messy and complicated, so that you could walk away when your business dealings were done with no attachments because in a way it wasn't really you, it was a fictional made up person who had a completely different history then you, so no emotions transferred from one life to another tainting everything in your real life or your work life. christian had learnt all of this within the first few months of his training, yes one was trained to be an escort, especially if you weren't just going to be a pretty face on someone's arm for the night while they made their girlfriends jealous or that certain guy who never noticed them finally take notice. that's how he started off, that's how they all started, arm candy to swanky affairs, making the person that had hired them feel beautiful and wanted, desired and adored. that was easy, all chris had to do was mind his manners, smile, laugh, give the right amount of appropriate attention and at the end there was a nice fat paycheque in his bank account. four months of proving himself, of learning different ways to please a woman or couple, how to read people, delving into whatever role the client wanted and needed. all the while chris naively thought how hard could it be? it was just sex, sometimes kinky, sometimes really kinky, but he could handle it considering he had a healthy sexual appetite and a sense of adventure. nothing could have been further from the truth, christian learnt quickly that it truly was a delicate balancing act, one he thought he had mastered, until finley.

there was nothing easy or simple, no clear cut line when it came to finley. he had been hired to, as her friend had put it, pop that girl's cherry or she was going to be a virgin forever. not a normal job for him or his mistress who ran the service he worked for, virgins need not apply or hire, but they threw enough money at her that giselle couldn't say no and christian was chosen to do the deed. he had been impossibly nervous, this was something he hadn't actually be trained or prepared for, but it was all set up so it was like a first date instead of what it really was. he had been shown a picture of finley, told all of the things she liked and didn't, that she would want it to be romantic, slow, passionate, and tender. and christian had delivered all of that easily, from dinner at the five star restaurant which they quickly left after a couple of drinks to stuff their faces at some greasy spoon instead, laughing and talking as if they had known each other for years and were just catching up. that first sweet kiss that took her off guard when they were waiting for the light to change before crossing the street to grab dessert at this little cupcake shop, and quickly decided to get dessert to go. he had treated her like a goddess, pleasuring her in ways no other guy that had gotten close to her had, and when he finally drove his hips home against hers, taking her virginity it was more then just sex. they watched each other the entire time, fingers intertwined, kissing tenderly with passion till she was whimpering and moaning as he brought her to climax. they spent the night together, his arms wound around her tiny frame, having sex in the shower the morning after before breakfast in bed which he had made for her while she soaked in the tub full of bubbles. as he kissed her goodbye chris knew somehow that it would be the last time he saw her.

and that's why things were so tricky these days, he had broken the rules and let finley into his life, she even knew his real name now. in the beginning it really was just them hooking up, him just having sex for himself without a paycheque, he loved to make her cry out his name as she clung to him, her nails digging into his back or arms. loved to make her giggle and sigh when his lips brushed against the base of her throat which made her knees go weak. loved to just sit on the couch watching a movie or reading together, eating take out or playing footsies under the table in a restaurant. being with her was freeing because she knew what he did for a living and he could still be himself around her, he didn't have to censor everything he said like he did around his family and friends. it was too good to be true, which meant of course at some point something was going to go wrong, but for the moment chris wasn't thinking about that, he was just enjoying the freedom of being with someone that wanted him for him. he was just finishing arranging a job when he heard the knock on the door and her voice, which instantly brought a smile to his face. he hung up the phone and chuckled softly as he walked towards the door, hearing her foot tapping away. he pulled the door open and found finley in his arms so fast that he laughed against her lips while his arms wound their way around her waist. "nope, and i wouldn't have guessed it either." he smiled against her mouth before kissing her deeply, kicking the door closed gently and pulling her deeper into his apartment.

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[AMBERCROMBIE & FITCH]

I MIGHTVE INHALED YOU Finley hated the fact that she had to share him with all the other girls that he was forced to be with. Well, maybe forced wasn’t the proper word, but the point was that he wasn’t just hers. It was enough to make her crazy when they were away. Sure she wondered what he was doing, but then there was the fact that she didn’t want to know. What happened with Christian when he was away from her was better left unsaid. She didn’t want to know, even though she did know that was off being the arm candy to gorgeous women and whatever else went on at his other condo. She knew that it was wrong to get upset, but she can’t help it sometimes. The only thing that keeps her going in all of this is that she knows more than anything she is his girl. The one that he wants to come home to every night and it is the thng that keeps her okay with it all. As long as he is safe and doesn’t drag his work into their relationship, Fin does her best to actually keep that line there, especially since it was because of that line that she had even met Chris, He was special to her, and there was always going to be a reason why, what with him being the first real boyfriend she had, and the one who had taken her virginity. Even if he had been hired for something, which up until she found out what he did for a living had no idea it wasn’t real, but even that night was special. He had been a perfect gentleman and been exactly the kind of guy she wanted to lose her v-card to. That night was perfect in every way, and so was Christian. He was one of the few people that Finley felt closest to, and like she had known her entire life. It was what had made their first night together so perfect, because even though the restaurant was romantic it wasn’t who she was. She was one of those girls that would always pick a cheeseburger over a five star dinner, a chocolate cupcake over cheesecake, and who wanted the guy for who he was. It didn’t matter what he did for a living, just as long as there were honest to God feelings and a spark that she just couldn’t refuse. That was what made everything with Christian so special and worth while, because even though a person had flaws it wasn’t who they were as a whole. His profession was just something he did to make a living, it wasn’t who he was. It was the one thing that made everything easier to overlook, and why she was so willing to be his girl. Someone to be there when he needed and the girl that he came home too. Whether it be figuratively or literally. Finley saw him for who he was, not what he did, and he didn’t see her as a senator’s daughter who had to have this perfect little life that she was cut into. Fin hated that most of the people she was around knew her as only that, but Chris didn’t. They both only saw the other for who they were. It was why their relationship was perfect. It may have started out as just sex, but that wasn’t what they were anymore. There were real feelings for him, and she loved that he was always there when she needed him. Always willing to do what she needed him to do to make her feel better, and even just sitting together watching a movie. The tiny brunette loved him, and that scared her a little. She had never cared about a man like she did Christian, and she never wanted that to fade. She never wanted him to know anything that wasn’t them, and the idea of her father finding out about her little slice of heaven was unacceptable. Besides, it didn’t even matter to her what her father thought, mostly because she had done everything to break away from her family, but Christian knew all of this about her. They were honest with each other, and above all that was what mattered to her. Every thought seemed to slip out the window the moment that her arms wrapped around him, and she could feel him pulling her into the apartment. A grin spread across her lips and she was just happy to be there with him. “Nope, never. I’m sneaky like that.” Their lips met again and she couldn’t be happier in that moment, but soon enough she was pulling away from him just enough to look up into his face, her dark eyes settling on his before nudging his nose with hers. “So, sexy boyfriend of mine. What’s on the agenda for tonight? Though I would be happy if just you were on the menu...” A devious little smirk pulled at her lips before she danced out of his grasp, lifting her shirt above her head and tossing it at him. “Well, are you coming?” FOR JANNA / CHRISTIAN

[SOMEBUSY THAT I USED TO KNOW]

WE RUN AROUND THE RULES

ROUND AND ROUND TWO BY TWO

› we run around the rules ‹

chris knew that this, what he did for a living, wasn't fair to finley. that once what they had became about something more then just sex and fooling around, that he should have told her it had to stop, that they couldn't go on like they were because he could never just belong to her in that way. sure he could have quit his job, but to do what? christian wasn't good at anything but sex, the art of seduction, and being someone other then himself. and he was the first to admit that he liked what he did, it was more then just the act itself that kept him booking clients, that had him seeing the same women and couples over and over again. it was living a fantasy life, being someone he wasn't, pretending and playing the game. it made his otherwise humdrum existence more exciting. and the sex was always satisfying, even if he was just gratifying the clients fantasy, even if whatever he was hired to do he really didn't get off on, there was always that release, that climax that made it all worthwhile. so he would continue to be selfish until he was forced to choose, until he would lose one because of the other. he prayed that it wouldn't come to that, because christian didn't honestly know what he would pick. would he follow his heart, or that little voice inside his head that needed the job to validate him. he had an ego after all , one that his job fed, and he feared that finley might not be enough to keep that appetite and other part of himself satisfied. okay, so he had sort of brought out the little sex nymph in her, the girl could barely keep her clothes on around him, promptly undressing him the moment they were alone because she needed him just as badly as he needed her. but when they were together it was different, it was about something more then physical act they were engaging in, and more about the emotions that were attached to it. he loved her, but was love enough?

everything about finley made him feel alive, safe, genuinely happy, and as if he was capable of accomplishing anything that he put his mind to. he wasn't just some pretty blond boy, with a ripped physique that made the ladies drool and wet themselves in excitement, he was someone that made her smile and laugh, who knew exactly what to say to cheer her up, who really listened to her and didn't dismiss her feelings or opinions like her parents did. he was her boyfriend in the sincerest sense of the word, a position in finn's life that he took seriously and completely to heart. he didn't want to ever be the reason she cried or felt pain, even though he was sure that in secret he had caused her both. he didn't understand why she stayed with him, those little moments of doubt that would creep in and infect his brain because it was easier to believe that she just thought she was in love with him, instead of her truly being in love with him, even though when she looked at him chris knew that she was. and as conflicted as he might be about everything day in and day out, knowing that he had finley made it all better. the moment he was with her christian forgot about all of those little things that made him question if what he was doing to her was fair, because she laughed with him too, he made her feel alive and safe, made her feel important because she was important to him. they needed each other in ways that chris hadn't even allowed himself to acknowledge yet, that he didn't even know yet. so maybe love was enough.

she was absolutely intoxicating and chris had always wondered why no other guy had snatched her up. he couldn't imagine her as the wallflower in high school going completely unnoticed by the male population, that image and the vision that was the girl in his arms didn't go hand in hand. it didn't make any sense, and yet he was selfishly pleased that he was the only knew how passionate she was, who had been the first to ignite that seemingly endless well of need and desire, that could make her sigh and moan with the slightest of touches and lightest of kisses. but right now wasn't about teasing and being featherlight with how they touched or kissed, they had spent the last twenty eight hours apart and it had taken it's toll as he felt that heat that only finley could spark inside of him catch and burn through his entire being. he chuckled and it came out far huskier then he had intended, his right eyebrow arching suggestively. "just me on the menu? oh finney, you'd starve." he laughed and caught her shirt, groaning as his eyes traveled the length of her torso, her breasts barely concealed from his hungry eyes in her sheer lace bra. "is that my belated birthday present that you're wearing?" he stayed on the spot for a moment longer, dragging out this game of cat and mouse, not entire sure who was which animal at the moment. deciding to up the ante, chris dropped her shirt on the floor and his followed a second later after he tugged his gray tee shirt over his head. "why are you running away baby?" he grinned before he sprung after her, laughing a little too loudly and crazy like.

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[AMBERCROMBIE & FITCH]

I MIGHTVE INHALED YOU There was no way that this was going to last, or at least that was what she was telling herself. As much as she wanted to believe that Christian would stop what he was doing and be with her, there was no way that he would. He loved his job too much, and for the most part Finley was okay with that. Sure it weirded her out all the different women that he got to be around and how many of those he actually slept with, but she had known what this was when it started. Christian had been hired to pop her cherry and to help her become comfortable in her own sexual skin, but somewhere along those lines it had grown into something more. Something more than sex and that was what kept Fin there with him. The need to know him and learn what made him tick, why he did what he did, and as each moment ticked by she was sucked into him. Sucked into his life, and that was when she had to learn - and very quickly - that the man that went to all the meetings and the man that held her tight to him every night were not the same people. There was clearly a wall that separated the two of them, and it made the tiny brunette’s life a little easier to understand. She could understand that thought about being someone other than who they really were, because that was why Finley had moved this way. To get away from her father and his demands on her life and live the kind of life that she wanted too. It was entertaining to her to see just how similar the two of them were. Constantly having to play a role that wasn’t them, and that was how the brunette felt whenever she was there with him. When she was with Christian she was just Finley, a goofy little girl who was falling in love with a boy who could probably never love her back completely. He made her who she wanted to be, not the girl that she was raised to be. Being the daughter of a Senator meant that she had to be miss prim and proper all the time, and that wasn’t who she was. Finley loved being able to wear a pair of jeans and a tank top, eating at whatever greasy spoon she wanted and not having to worry about the stupid appearances her father demanded she attend. It was something that she loved about her life and being with the boy that had captivated her every sense. He always knew what to say or do to make her feel better when she was feeling down, and even now he knew how to give her exactly what she needed. Christian was the one person she depend on to see who she really was, and that was more than she could really expect. The tiny brunette had never expected him to come into her life and sweep her off her feet, instead she had expected just that one time thing. Especially whenever she found out that it had only just been a job for him. Finley had been so embarrassed whenever she found out that it had all been a job for him, because she had fallen for all of the sweet little gestures, the way he went to the cupcake store and got their dessert to go. Not to mention the fact that when they had slept together, it wasn’t just sex at all. There were honest to God feelings involved there and she had never expected it to creep out of nowhere and catch her off guard like that. Finley loved it, and even now she knew that she loved him. There was nothing else that she wanted or needed, and if Christian needed his job as some way to keep that independence and play a part, it was something that she was going to have to understand and deal with. What she did know was that Chris had brought out a side of her that she didn’t eve know, and she was loving every single second of it. She loved the way her fingers lingered on his skin, the way he kissed her, and the fact that their clothes never managed to stay on their body long. It was intoxicating and she loved it more than anything else, well besides him. Chris was the kind of guy that captivated her senses and no one else had ever done that. Fin had a feeling that no one would ever be able to steal her away like he did, and she didn’t want anyone else. Finley knew that people often questioned why she hadn’t dated or why she was saving herself for someone to catch her off guard and sweep her off her feet. It was simple really, if someone took the time to really see her. Fin’s family life was always about what was best to make her father look good. It was always about him and the fact that he was a Senator in the eye of all of these people, it made Finley sick. All she wanted was for a real love to find her and sweep her up. Her parents had long since stopped loving each other, and that wasn’t something that Finley wanted. She wanted a love to consume her; a love that was going to burn bright for the rest of her life, and she was thinking that it was going to be okay. The moment that Christian had walked into her life, she knew that she was done for. He was everything she wanted, even with his choice of profession. It didn’t matter to her, because he consumed her, set her entire world on fire, and Chris was the only one who knew that. He was the only person on this planet that knew how bright her sexual desires burned, and she loved it. The past day had been torture when she only wanted something to take her mind off of him, and she wanted him. Now that she was able to have him it was like letting lose and finally being able to get what she wanted. She slipped out of her shirt and threw it at him knowing that it was going to torture him to see her in her bare skin and the lace bra she had bought for his viewing pleasure. She raised her eyebrow and grinned at him. “You really think I’d starve? Cause I don’t.” Finny knew that he was going to be glued to her bare skin, unable to take his eyes off of her, and she grinned that seductive little grin of hers and nodded. “Of course it is baby. You like it?” The brunette had plenty of ideas that he could do, like taking the piece of lingerie off with his teeth, but that would involve him catching her first. Fin was already darting off towards his bedroom, making this game a little more exciting, and she heard his question and ignored it. No point in trying to explain, but she was wiggling out of her pants and leaving a trail of clothes for him to find. The moment she made it to his bedroom, Finley hopped up on the bed and looked towards the door innocently waiting for him to finally catch her. “Well it certainly took you long enough. Now get over here.” She bit her lip and was anxious to get her hands on him, to feel his skin against hers and get completely lost in him until one of them had to leave that bed. FOR JANNA / CHRISTIAN