Dangerous Hearts (Kellic)

After calling the wrong prostitution agency, Kelin meets a young prostitute name Vic. But not everyone is exactly who they seem when feelings start to form and an old ex trying to make their life a living hell.​​ (Warnings: Boyxboy smut almost every chapter. Some sexual assault. I do let you know before hand.)


12. Chapter Twelve

Vic was still kissing me on the couch. I was sitting in his lap with my legs on both sides of him. I was still a little scared of trusting Vic. Yeah, it was a really stupid lie, and yeah, I did overreact, but it's still a lie, and I want trust. He did tell me, so that made me feel a little better, especially when his hands were roaming my thighs at that very moment.


I may have been 24, but I was still young and practically at my sexual peak, so it didn't take too long for me to get going. Vic gripped my thighs, making me grind down on him and scoot up on him a little closer. He bit my bottom lip as he moaned. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth. I could feel him against me in his pants. I can guarantee that we would have fucked right there in the couch if my damn phone didn't ring. I rolled my eyes and pulled away from Vic. He groaned and stopped rubbing my thighs.


"Hello?" I answered my phone, still sitting on Vic in the same position as when we were kissing.


"Hey, Kells," I heard a girl’s voice. Audrey.


"Hey, Audrey," I replied. "What's up?" Vic rolled his eyes at me. I just smirked at him. I was in the same position, but I couldn't just ignore one of my best friends.


"I have a really, really big question to ask you."


"O-okay," I slightly moaned. Vic had started sucking on my neck. God, I really don't wanna do this while on the phone with her. It was awkward.


"Okay..." Yep, she heard the moan. "So I was wondering if you could be my best man at my wedding."


I paused, pushed Vic off of my neck, and made him stop running his hand around me. "What do you mean wedding?" I didn't even know she was dating anyone, so marriage was a surprise to me.


"I'm getting married soon, and I really want you as my best man."


"Don't you mean bridesmaid?"


"Well, you're not a girl… at least that I know of, so best man would work for you because we won't have one."


"Oh..." I paused for a second. I don't know how well that will work out, but I'd try for her. "Okay, I'll do it." I smiled even though she couldn't see it.


"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I heard her squeal on the other end. She was loud.


"Okay! Now stop screaming. You're blowing my ear drums out." Vic chuckled with me. He could hear her, too. It wasn't very hard. "Who are you getting married to, anyway?"


"You know that girl, Amy, I dated after I broke up with you when you went full homo on me?" I rolled my eyes.


"You clearly did the same thing but yes." Vic started kissing my neck again, pulling me close to him.


"We'll, we've been dating for a couple of years now, and we’re getting married."


"Oh," I moaned. I didn't mean to, but Vic sucked the one spot on my neck that made my knees weak.


"Did you just moan?"


"No-o." Shit. "I've gotta go, I'm in the middle of something. I’ll call you later. Oh..." Damn it, Vic, stop for ten seconds. "I'll get a suit and everything. Bye," I said quickly and hung the phone up.


"Why do you insist on doing that while I’m on the phone?" I asked and kissed him.


"Because I'm horny," Vic replied and pulled me even closer, making me roll my hips.


"We need to go suit shopping."


"Why?" he asked and started palming me.


"My friend’s wedding. You're coming with me." I moaned after I spoke. He just nodded as he started kissing me again. He unzipped my pants and pushed his hand in, stroking me a little awkwardly. "Fuck..." I breathed out. "Okay, after this." I kissed him again, continuing to grind my hips on him.




“I don't know why you’re dragging me suit shipping with you,” Vic groaned as I brought him into the clothing store.


“Because you're my date for my friend’s wedding, and you have to wear a suit,” I replied, smiling at him. Clearly shopping wasn't his favorite thing. To be honest, it wasn't really mine, either.


“Well, how about you ask me to go? You just kind of assumed,” he teased and smirked at me.


“Okay, will you pretty please come to the wedding with me?” I pleaded with him.


“I don't know…” he said playfully to me. That boy was going to be the death of me.


“Please, please, please with a cherry on top, come to the wedding with me? I hate them, but I'm doing this because she’s my best friend.” I gave him the cutest puppy dog look I could muster up and made sure to poke my bottom out as far as I could. “Also,” I continued, “if you come with me, I'll fuck you,” I said, rubbing my hands up and down his chest.


“Sex addict,” he laughed and punched my arm. ”Okay, fine,” he said and kissed me. “Only because you said you’ll fuck me.”


“Oh, don’t worry, I would have anyway.” I kissed his jaw. “Now let’s go look at suits.” Vic rolled his eyes but followed me anyway.


We were looking around at the different colors. I called Audrey back, asking her if just regular black was okay and she said yes. But somehow there happens to be ten shades of black. You'd think that with me being a designer for band shirts and stuff, I would have been able to tell the difference, but nope. To me, black was black, and that was it.


"Kellin," I heard Vic say from beside me. I looked at him. He was staring at the price tag with a worried look. "I can't afford any if this. I barely have enough money for the apartment." He looked up at me with a little bit of a sad look in his eyes.


"It's fine, I'll pay. It’s my friend’s wedding."


"No, I can't let you do that."


"Well, you are. I'm buying, no worries," I reassured him. "C'mon, let's go try these on," I said before he was able to say anything else.


Vic and I decided to just share the large changing room at the end of the row. We both had a couple of different things. When I was finished with mine, I set them aside so that I could buy them once we got Vic's.


"Is this okay?" Vic asked nervously and finished putting on his tie. He looked hot.


"Not bad. I would definitely fuck you," I giggled, and he rolled his eyes. "But here. Try this shirt instead," I said, handing him a different shirt. He took off his other shirt and jacket, putting the new one on. I’d be lying if I said that I wasn't looking at his chest and getting a little bit turned on while he was changing.


“How’s this?” It didn't really register in my head what was going on. I just kept looking at Vic’s body. I slowly nodded and made a humming noise. “Kells! The suit?” he questioned a little bit louder, snapping me out of my daze.


“Yeah, it looks really nice.” I smiled and bit my lip. “But do you know what would be even hotter?” I asked and started to undo the buttons on the shirt. He hummed. “You, naked,” I said and started to kiss the exposed skin on his chest.


I started kissing his lips, and he was kissing back. My hands roamed all around his chest, feeling all of his muscles. I was getting extremely turned on. I finished working on his shirt, and I let it fall to the floor. Vic pulled my shirt over my head and wrapped his hands around my waist pulling me close to him so that our chests were pushed together. My hands were around his neck, tugging lightly on his hair. I heard a light moan from the back of his throat. I knew we had to be fast and quiet. We couldn't risk getting caught and kicked out of the store.


We started undoing each other’s jeans. Once I got the button undone on his pants, I dropped to my knees. I pulled his pants and his boxers down to the floor. I took a hold of his dick. He was still kind of soft, so I took him in my mouth and started sucking to make him hard. I hooked my hand behind his thighs to keep him in place as I bobbed my head forward and back. He moaned and tangled his fingers in my hair, pushing and pulling me to make me go faster. He pulled my head hard onto him so that I would take all of him in my mouth. I gagged a little, but I was okay. I pulled back and sucked on the tip, running my tongue along the slit, and stroked the bottom half with my hand, making sure to cover every inch of him.


Once I thought that he was hard enough and grown to his full size, I stood up and took my pants all the way off. He did the same, kicking the rest of his pants and boxers off. I pulled Vic’s lips to mine, kissing him deeply and desperately. “Fuck, I need you right now,” I panted as he stroked me, making me fully hard.


“Turn around, hands on the wall,” Vic demanded, and I did what I was told. I don't know what it was, but there was something that was really hot about being told what to do.


I stood with my hands pressing against the wall of the changing room. Even though that cubical was bigger than the rest, it was still a small space for two people. Good thing both Vic and I were smaller people. I felt him come up behind me, holding my hips. He bent down, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin around my shoulder blades. When I was that turned on, everything felt a million times more sensitive and better. “Mm, I'm gonna fuck you good,” he growled in my ear, his voice going straight to me dick. “But you have to stay quiet. Got it?” He pulled my hair so that I was looking at him. He was aggressive during sex, but I loved it. I nodded, and he pushed my head forward so that I was looking at the wall again.


He kissed down my back to my hips and kissed my ass cheeks. His tongue traced patterns around my skin. his breath on my ass made me want him even more, I couldn't help butt stick my ass out even farther. He came back up, and I felt his tip to my entrance. “Remember, quiet,” he said before he slowly started to push in, slowly stretching my. My teeth sank into my lip to stop the needy moans threatening to come from my mouth. He started moving in and out of me.


“Oh, my God,” I moaned in a whisper. “Faster, please.” I gripped the wall… well, tried to. I was so turned on that I just wanted to come.


Vic obeyed my orders, pulled out, and then pushed back into me faster and harder than he was before. He held my hips tightly so that I stayed in place. My arm was against the wall, and my teeth biting into it so that I wouldn't make any noises out loud, which was really hard to do. I heard his heavy pants coming from behind me as he pushed in. I was never going to get used to how good he felt going in and out of me. It was a lot rougher because we didn't use lube or a condom, but I didn't mind at all. It felt so much better without a condom anyway.


Vic’s arm hooked around my waist so that he could pull me hard into him, impaling me on him and hitting that special spot inside of me. I gyrated my hips a little bit and made him stumble back. He walked a couple feet to the small bench behind us, and I pushed back on him so that we were sitting. He was still in me, and I was still facing the other wall that I was previously pressed against. He held my hips and helped me bounce up and down on his lap. “Holy shit,” he moaned—maybe a little too loud, so he stopped. We couldn't hear anything, so I started grinding on him. He touched every inch inside of me, and it felt fucking amazing.


I bounced harder and faster on him, earning hard groans from both of us. That ‘public sex,’ ‘almost getting caught’ thing was a lot of fun. I tried gripping onto anything and everything as we got faster. I leant back against his chest and dropped hard on him. His hips snapped up at the same pace, meeting me halfway. Our moans and movements got frantic as we got closer and closer to that release in the pit of our stomachs. “Oh, my God,” I moaned. Vic grabbed my member and started flicking his wrist quickly. “Holy shit,” I moaned loudly. My eyes went wide. I almost forgot where we were. Vic clasped his hand over my mouth. I was free to moan a little louder.


I could feel Vic’s breathing on my ear as I bounced on him. After a few more bounces, I came, shooting into Vic’s hand. I moaned loudly and ground down hard on Vic’s member. My muscles contracted around Vic. He held my hips, moving me back and forth. I felt his body tremble, and he moaned, spilling himself inside me. “Oh, my God, holy shit,” he practically shouted. I rode out his high before slowly getting off of him and stumbling from weak knees.


“Hello? Is everything okay down there?” we heard a man's voice ask. Both Vic and I looked at each other a little scared.


“Yeah, a button just got stuck. We fixed it,” Vic shouted back to him. We waited for a response but nothing happened. We got dressed, wiping ourselves off with some tissue Vic had in his pocket. We folded the suits up and sat them in the corner where some other ones were. We picked up the ones that we were going to buy.


We walked out of the little room, coming face-to-face with the guy that spoke before. “Are you sure everything is okay down here?” he asked nervously. He couldn’t have been much older than me.


“Yep. We’re going to buy these,” I said quickly and drug Vic out of the small cubical before that guy was able to ask us anything else that we did not really want to explain to him.


“That was way too close Kellin,” Vic said with wide eyes as we walked up to the cash register.


“But it was fun, right?” I wiggled my eyebrows at him. He just rolled his eyes. We paid for the suits and left the store. “I kinda like this public sex thing,” I said out of the blue. Vic just rolled his eyes again, like usual, and kissed me.


“Just don't let us ever get caught. I don't want to ever have to explain that to someone.” I laughed and kissed him.


“C’mon, we have to help Audrey with some planning.” Of course, Vic, not being all too thrilled about the whole thing, groaned and smiled.


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