Velvet

2023 ‖ Chicago, IL

Kaz' heart starts to beat faster when the security guard hands him his silver hairpin and tells him that a "black-haired in a leather jacket" is waiting at the bar.

He checks himself in the mirror, brushing his hair with a comb. Kaz scans his outfit. He is wearing a green leotard with black booty shorts and white platform sneakers. He remembers his boss trying to make him wear high heels when he started working for him but was luckily able to convince him that it would be a bad idea and he'd just break his ankles.

He takes his highlighter to fresh up the shine on his legs and collar bones and puts on some perfume.

Then Kaz can't wait anymore.

He leaves the changing room and enters the club. Immediately he feels eyes on his skin and a few heads turn around. Kaz is good at remembering faces so it's easy for him to tell apart new people from regulars. He gives bright smiles to some of them, loving the attention, while walking over to the bar. It doesn't take long until he spots the beautiful stranger he has lost his heart to.

Cameron is bent forward, ordering something to drink. Kaz feels his heart pull together. It's been too long. Four whole days.

He puts a hand on his arm. God, he has great arms.

"Hey." Cameron turns his head around and a smile appears on his face.

"Hey."

He loses himself for a second in those stormy blue eyes.

"I'm glad you came." "Really?" Kaz nods and lets his hand slowly wander over Cameron's arm.

"What do you want to do?" Cameron raises his eyebrows playfully. "I thought you had a plan. After all, you were the one asking me to come back."

"I just wanted to make sure that I get to see you again." Kaz can feel himself blush. Dammit. "Why don't we...you know...we could just continue where we left off last time and see what happens."

His heart starts beating faster when he remembers the kiss, the way he was barely able to hold himself back, the endearment he felt in Cameron's touch as if he is something desirable, something he had been longing for although they had only just met.

"There's nothing I'd rather do but...this is my workplace. People would notice and I could get into big trouble." Cameron starts to smile and takes Kaz' hand into his. "And is there really no place here where we won't get interrupted?"

Kaz can feel his skin tingle at the thought of what could happen if he just said yes, if he'd allow life to do something good for him just once instead of pushing it away again.

"I know a place. It's not very comfortable but it's the only one here." Cameron gets up, still holding his hand, smiling softly.

"Lead the way. I mean only if you want to, of course."

Kaz can't believe it. Is he really about to...in there...with this man? He takes a deep breath. Mentally, not physically. Cameron doesn't need to know how nervous he is right now.

He starts to head towards the door he hadn't shown Cameron last time. The hallway behind is barely even one. There are only two doors, one ahead, the office, and one to the left. Kaz opens the left one and steps in.

"Tadaa." Cameron slowly nods, making an aha-so-that-is-what-you-meant-with-not-comfortable face and follows him inside.

"And your boss? He's just next door." "He's not here today. His office should be locked and empty. But yeah, this is all I can offer."

Cameron walks around the storage room. The windows are blocked with dusty curtains. There is some old, broken furniture in the back and mostly cleaning supplies in the front. The naked light bulb shines weakly from the ceiling.

"Okay, it's not THAT bad. Go grab a blanket or something else, alright? I have an idea." "Okay, I'll be right back. Don't do anything stupid."

Cameron winks and Kaz leaves the room.

There are most likely no blankets around here but he knows that he has a big velvet cape left that he had needed for a number a few months ago.

He grabs the cape and rolls it together. When he is back in the club, he tries to get into the other hallway again without being noticed. Nobody needs to know what is about to happen. IF it is even going to happen.

When he is back in the storage room, Kaz' eyes widen in pleasant surprise. Cameron has pulled out an old sofa from the furniture pile.

"Look, you can even put the backrest down so it turns into a fully functional bed. Well...semi-functional. One leg is missing but I pushed some boxes under it so we don't collapse, break our necks and die. Anyway did you find something?"

Kaz locks the door and unrolls the cape. "There weren't any blankets. Surprisingly. But this should do." He hands it to Cameron who puts it over the dusty sofa. "What costume is this for? Red Riding Hood?" "You mean as in hiding from the pack of horny wolves? No, not exactly."

Cameron grabs both of his hands, sits down on the makeshift bed, and pulls Kaz onto his lap. They just stare into each other's eyes until Cameron clears his throat.

"I just want you to know that I did not come today with the intention of...doing things with you. I mean it's hard to think about anything else when you're half-naked all the time and beautiful as hell."

He thinks he's beautiful?

"I just want to spend time with you. So I don't care what we do. We can just talk and get to know each other better or just stare at each other for the next thirty minutes. As long as I get to see you I'm happy."

Kaz puts his arms around Cameron's neck and can't help but to start blushing. Again. "I...appreciate that. Really. You're not like the other men I'm sometimes forced to spend my time with. And I want to get to know you as well. But you have to forgive me when I say that right now...I'm not here to talk."

He can see Cameron flinch at this and Kaz probably would have worded it differently, less directly, if Cameron wasn't so damn hot. His kind manners and sweetness aren't helping it either. They just turn him on even more.

"A-are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure," Kaz breathes. "And you're also sure that nobody will try coming in?" He nods. "Nobody is allowed to enter the office and the cleaning ladies aren't here when we are open. Can we please...you know..." "Y-yes, I just wanted to make sure that-"

He interrupts Cameron by pulling him closer into a kiss. Cameron immediately returns it and grabs his waist. Fuck, his lips.

"You taste like...strawberry gum?" He blushes. "Yeah, I'm addicted to that stuff. It's my trademark." Cameron grins and reconnects their lips.

Kaz can feel his hands gliding down his spine. Sure, he enjoys the whole just making out but if he has to wait any longer, he'll go crazy. He's been waiting for four days.

No, he's been waiting for 21 years for a man like Cameron to come around, one he'd feel safe with, loved, beautiful, desired.

"Take off your jacket." Cameron does as he is being told to then feel Kaz' hands grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling it over his head. "God, you're sexy. Shoes off." "As you wish." Cameron grabs his hips.

"Did you know that you have the greatest ass and legs I've ever seen? I just want to bury my face between your thighs." Kaz can't hold back a small chuckle. "Haven't heard that one before. Well nobody's stopping you."

Cameron's warm hands pulling off his shorts make his skin shiver. Then Kaz opens his leotard and pulls it over his head so that all that is left on his shivering body now is his underwear. He gets up and points to the makeshift bed.

"Get on there."

Cameron, who still seems to be overwhelmed with his bossy tone, robs back and in the next moment, Kaz is leaning over him, opening his pants. "If I had known I'd get my clothes ripped off I'd started going to strip clubs years ago." "This is not happening because I'm a stripper. You seduced me."

His pants are off.

"Wait I seduced YOU?"

"If you keep talking, I'll leave and give it to another responsible nice guy." Cameron starts to grin and pushes Kaz over so that he is now on top of him. "I don't think so."

As they make out, more passionately than anything Kaz has ever experienced before, his hands wander over Cameron's body. His chest, stomach, back, ass, face, hair. There is just too much for him to explore.

The sensation while Cameron kisses his way from his face, over his neck, down his body is indescribable. Kaz can feel himself getting harder and harder with every kiss.

"Wait, do you have a...?" Cameron sits up which makes Kaz groan.

No, don't stop.

He grabs his jacket and checks in one of the pockets before pulling out a packaged condom. Cameron puts it aside and then appears back above Kaz.

He grabs Cameron's briefs and pulls them down. Seeing his dick hard and pumping makes him want to grab it, know what it feels like.

While trying to get the condom out with nervous fingers, Cameron slowly takes off his underwear.

Being fully naked and exposed has always been uncomfortable for him. But right now, with Cameron's loving eyes wandering over his body and back to his face, he is completely fine with it.

Once the condom is put on, Kaz wraps his legs around Cameron's back and his arms around his neck and they reconnect their lips again.

The kisses aren't as hectic as earlier, they are long and deep. Kaz can feel Cameron's penis pressing against his ass and lets out a soft moan.

Cameron pulls his face back again, his cheeks are red and his eyes cloudy from the lust behind of them. "Ready?" Kaz nods slowly and smiles. "Yes."

With his hands on Kaz' hips and concentrated yet nervous eyes Cameron slowly dives in. Kaz can feel his body stiffen but at the same time, he is full of relaxation.

His skin tingles, shivers, heats up. His eyes fall back.

And at that moment, for the first time in his life, everything falls into place. The naked lightbulb, the dusty sofa, the stale smell.

He doesn't care. He is complete. And he wouldn't change a single thing.