Third Person
Paris, France: Bar Haven
11:12 A.M.
Dione has nothing better to do on a Sunday morning besides washing the shot glasses and beer cases used yesterday. He was scrubbing really hard to remove the stuck condom inside the beer case. He grunted when the filling inside dripped the moment he tried to pull the elastic contraceptive out.
"Dione!" her mother called and that's something worse than the feeling of sticky semen on his skin.
Her mother appeared tall in front of him as he commanded him to dress up for a very special morning guest who paid the VIP time for him. Doing as he was told, his mouth was agape when he saw who paid for him, sitting on the bed, looking so innocent in a dirty dress.
"Aksenov..." He muttered.
Raine shyly closed the door and pulled him to sit on the bed so she could sit on his lap before taking off his shirt. Dione cursed and tried to push her away but Raine whispered in his ears, "Your mother is watching..." The male's eyes widened as it traveled to the small hole glass plastered on the door.
"Respond!" The girl commanded him. Raine could clearly see the confusion on his face so she decides to be the bigger man and attacked his neck to make it look like she was kissing it.
After a few attempts, Dione responded to her actions and pinned her on the bed, "You should be at the station, taking care of your boyfriend," the boy whispered and dived his face on the pillow to make her mother believe that they were doing the dirty deed.
A click was heard and then they both sighed in relief. They were about to treat each other normally when another click exploded in their hearts. "Relax..." Dione made a move and pulled up her dress. Raine screeched at his action, but the boy held her hand above her head.
She peeked at the hole glass and the boy's mother was still watching. Raine just closed her eyes and thought this will be all worth it once, she walks away.
Then the final click occurred.
Raine tried standing up, but the white-haired boy kept her down and whispered, "Let's talk like this in case she comes back..."
And just like that, Dione was on the floor because the girl accidentally kicked him out of the bed. Raine helped him up while Dione sent her a death glare.
"You can't be here," Dione stated and rubbed his sore side, "You have to help your boyfriend..."
"He's not going to be my boyfriend for long," she smiled sadly before a tear slipped past her flustered cheeks, "I'm going to surrender him to his father..."
And this is the plot twist Dione never expected to hear...
xXx
12:34 P.M.
Ridiculous. That's the only thing Dione could think of while staring into the burning auburn eyes of the black-haired girl. He was waiting for her to cry so, he could finally take it as a rush decision. The male starts doubting himself when the more he squints his eyes, the more her eyes become sharp.
He gave up the uninitiated staring contest and asked Raine with a big sly grin, "Are you just saying that because you know I don't like cliches?"
Raine sighed and muttered in a low voice, "I'm serious..."
Dione looked back at the door and exhaled before pushing himself up off from the top of the girl to adjust his position where his loin was not being cradled by the silky soft thigh of the female, "Well, I can't take you seriously in this position," he said as the girl felt his hot breath on the crook of her neck.
"Whose idea was this anyway?" Raine asked and adjusted herself as Dione's chest was beginning to perspire because of the friction of his skin against her dress.
The boy heard the timer go off besides the bed, indicating that the time limit for the paid session was already over and they need to dress up before Raine gets another fine for "enjoying" her "meal" too much. Thankfully, they would not have to consume much time dressing up. Dione's shirt was the only one discarded from their clothing.
"You could have called me, you know," Dione looked at the girl sitting at the right side of the bed while putting on the shirt he just picked up from the floor, "Two people meeting and talking this over some hot coffee like a couple of cliché people,"— he chuckled and brushed his hair backward in front of the mirror beside the door.
"And instead, you come here and paid for me," he continued after strengthening the creases on his shirt.
Raine shrugged her shoulders and answered, "Well I asked for you and your Mom said it's not cheap to have you solo in daylight,"— she stood up and made sure that the boy didn't secretly give her bites to get revenge for her slap.
"How did you pay? I'm pretty expensive," the white-haired boy asked, looking at the mirror and stood behind the female.
"What do you mean?" Raine turned to him and raised her right brow, "I paid using my card."
After letting out an answer, she turned to the mirror again and continued to check for more foreign latches on her skin. Anticipating for the answer, the male kept still behind her and did not react. The girl was getting a bit uncomfortable with the male's way of gazing upon her reflection.
She finally asked and turned around, "Why?"
Dione smiled goofily and replied, "Nice joke with the card," After a while of keeping the bursting laughter inside him, he finally let it out and vent his laughter by patting the female's shoulder repeatedly. Raine's pale shoulder became red after a few hits, the girl rolled her eyes and kept his hand from hitting her again.
The laughing boy stopped and gawked at her serious face before calming down, "Oh! You're serious..."
"A woman can pay," she stated and turned around just to be pushed against the wall by the male. Gasping, she tried to break free and wiggled her way out as she felt a wet trail traveling over her nape. Her hair was swept aside before a mild pleasurable pain struck her 5 times.
It was unexpected, but the boy explained that to make their copulation believable, they need to have some visible to the eyes proof. Staring at him in disbelief, she put her hands up to slap him again. The boy squeezed his eyes close and flinched, building up the tension up his shoulders. Raine was shocked when he did. The male became more tensed when he was pushed on the bed before someone attacked his neck as well.
As he looked up with lust-filled eyes, he saw a pair of cerulean ones. Looming over him is Walter, the one he killed and buried at the cemetery. His blue hair reminded him of the chlorine-filled swimming pool. The boy was sweating and smiling gently as he attacked his neck once more. Dione felt disgusted in himself as he started imagining it was Walter who was giving him love bites.
"I like you, Dione..."
Once he heard his voice inside his head, he sat up and pushed the person on top of him. Brushing his damped strands off his face, he gritted his teeth as his conscience and the ghost of Walter consumed his imagination. Raine noticed the distress on his face so, she felt guilty for pushing him without permission.
"I'm sorry. I had to give you the same marks because well—" she wasn't successful in explaining herself after Dione grabbed her by the chin and squeezed her face closer to his.
"Damn, Woman. You're full of surprises," he chuckled and traveled his hands to the two marks she made on his neck and the collar bone, "Just like Jill in the box, but with different clowns inside..."
"Jill? It's Jack!" Her voice changed as her face was being squished by the male's fingers.
He let go of her face before rolling his eyes, "You're a girl. What do you want me to say?"
Raine massaged her jaw and her cheeks as they became more flushed red from his pacifying hands. She stood up to look into the mirror, sweeping her hair aside, she sighed at the sight of the love bites the boy gave her. It felt like 5 cheating points and it happened while her boyfriend was in jail.
The important thing about this now is that she's doing it for his sake.
"Come on, I'll treat you some grasshopper for slapping me yesterday," Dione opened the door for her.
The girl stopped in her tracks and became more confused as to why the boy offered her a drink as expensive as that one, "But I slapped you," she said.
Clicking his tongue, he closed the door again before leaning on it,
"Tsk! That's why I'm making you drunk. Context clues, duh!"
"Oh..." The girl smiled and tried to break his scheme, "But I heard that alcohol gives the blood adrenaline so, technically, you are favoring me with courage," she turned the knob of the door while the boy thought of another response for her clever come back.
They exited the room and stride for the exit.
"Or you will fall asleep and I'll lock you inside my room until I get your boyfriend out of jail," he cheered and punched the female playfully on the shoulder as they walked down the hallway. Raine felt conscious and unsafe by hearing other howls from the doors next to the room they used. She scooted closer to the thinking male and tried to eliminate the sounds by walking faster.
They reached the end of the hallway where a beautiful woman with the same snow-white hair as the male, was staring at the two like a watchdog.
"Hi, Momère!" Dione greeted the woman before putting his arms over Raine's shoulder, "I'm giving our guest some refreshments after a long exhausting bull riding," He was sweating as her mother scanned the both of them with her animalistic senses. Intentionally, he adjusted the collar of his shirt to show the marks of their "real" copulation, while the girl straightened her dress to show uncomfortableness from the situation.
After a while, Dione's mother's eyes softened as she smiled and asked Raine politely, "What was the rating?"
Blushing immensely, Raine stuttered, "R- rating?"
"From 1 to 10, how would you rate him?" It was another question where she'll lose her common sense. Raine looked at the white head beside her and sent him a help signal.
She felt shivers when the boy beside him leaned in her ear then licked the inside of her earlobe before whispering, "She's talking about the sex, Raine..."
"8?" She randomly blurted out.
The woman wasn't satisfied with her unsure tone so, she asked, "Are you asking or telling?"
Nervously, she blurted out a lower number which made Dione frown, "7!"
"Alright, here's the discount because he did not satisfy you enough..."
His mother left after handing Raine her credit card wrapped in a few euros. Raine smiled and inserted her card in the secret pocket she has in her bra while the male just stood there amazed by the advancement of women's body parts. Waving the euros in front of Dione's stunning face, she giggled, "Drinks on me then!"
The girl was amazed at how the male performed a wonderful bartender show for her and the other day's comers at the bar section. Other guys started flirting with her, but she just shrugged them off and told them she wasn't looking for any hookups. Feeling the new bubbly taste of the drink the white-haired boy gave her, she giggled languidly as the boys turned to Dione who was pouring a drink in a martini glass, and started flirting with him.
Dione looked disgusted and bothered by the licentious slurs the boys are giving him, yet, he handled them very well by giving him his false number. After they left with a wink, Dione gulped all the grasshopper from his glass before getting the girl's attention, "Hey!" he called, "Why did you not rate me a 10?"
Raine with droopy eyes, put down the empty glass before laughing at the boy's expression, "I'm sorry," she leaned closer and pressed her index finger on the tip of the male's nose, before saying, "I don't think you'll amount to that if we actually did it."
The boy started another glass of grasshopper before gulping it down his sober throat, "That's so rude for someone who didn't experience real sex yet," he pouted and stared at the girl's teasing sneer.
Raine slid her glass towards Dione and he successfully caught it, "Can we not talk about sex so much?"— the girl requested and decided to press her face against the warm ceramic countertop while looking gloomy, opposite to her flustered drunk face.
Looking around the bar, the white-haired male saw the whole space with no customer, Dione went to the first decision he had in mind, "Why? It makes you feel tingly?" — With no fair warning, he pulled the girl off her swiveling chair and made her sit on the countertop, her back facing her and his chin resting on her shoulder.
"Now that you're drunk... It'll be easier to ask you," he asked the girl again in a slow intimidating way, "Why did you come here?"
Raine whimpered when she felt arms wrapping around their waists, "No! Stop that please..."
"Why are you sweating here?— The question's pretty easy," the boy teased him more before sweeping her long hair on the side and pressured her more by brushing his lips along her sweet spots.
"Fine!" she snapped and jumped off the counter, "I don't want to talk about sex because I'm afraid to face the fact that I won't have my first time with Saccharide."
"I should've let him take me in the car," Frustrated, she confessed her regret.
"Well this is awkward," Dione stated and scratched the itchy roots on the top of his head, "That's not what I'm asking. I asked you why you came here and also, the sex question was far behind, Aksenov..."
Feeling the embarrassment and her sudden reaction, Raine turned around and hid her tears, the boy sat on his stool and prepared to listen to her monologue, "Admittedly, I don't know how to start this reckless plan of saving him so, I decided I'll just end this war immediately," she pulled the collar of her dress and wiped her warm tears.
"Is that it? No longer version?" Dione asked and it made the girl furious.
Stomping her way towards the exit, she frustratingly gave him her pay for the drinks and ranted, "Why did I even come here?!" Before stepping out of the door, she calmed herself and smiled, "I'm sorry and thank you for your time..."
...
Then, he spoke—
"You came here because you wanted someone to stop you," he said out of nowhere as the girl stayed put to hear more answers from him that he couldn't get out of herself, "Nobody in your school approves of your relationship with Saccharide, not even your friends so you came to the only person who does, right?"
"I'm sorry," she cried again and mouthed.
"Stop apologizing and crying," Tired of hearing apologies from the girl, the male dragged her softly by the hands, "Come one!"
"Where are we going?" asked Raine as her legs tried to keep up to the male's speed in climbing the stairs.
Smirking, he replied in a mysterious tone, "To your worst Nightmare..."