Free Your Mind

Rayner thought for a moment before embracing Mike from behind, "You know, I can help you"

Mike froze, his body rigid.
"Oh, Really?"
He didnt see how Rayner could help.

"Well, when my parents died, they left me a rather large sum of money. Converted, I can be considered to be a rather rich American. So...what I'm saying is...I could pay for your surgery" He whispered into Mikes ear.

Mike shivered.
"And whats this going to cost me? Want me to be your bitch?"

"No...It wont cost you anything. Unless of course...you want to be mine" He purred.

"If you dont want anything in return then why do it?" He questioned, the idea of being Rayner's actually sounded good.

"Because I couldn't bare to see you suffer"

"You don't know me...."
What was this man playing at?

"Maybe...but I've seen you so many times before. I wanted to go up to you and introduce myself...but sadly I am a shy man"

"Weren't shy tonight...." Mike turned to look at him. "What do you want form me?"

"I wasn't shy because tonight was the night I was going to talk to you. And then I just happened so see you dancing" He chuckled, "The only thing I want is to be able to hold you in my arms and soothe your soul"

"Im a whore....and on some night a prostitute. Is that the kind of lover you want Rayner?"

"We do things we wouldn't normally do to keep ourselves alive. If you're with me, you wouldn't have to do any of that ever again. I can give you everything you want, and keep you happy" He said running his lips down Mikes ear.

"You want me.....You've got me." He mumbled, he wanted to live and Rayner just felt right with him.

Rayner purred before giving Mike a quick peck on the cheek, "Very well. You shall be treated like royalty"

Mike chuckled.
"I might not be around for long still. You know hearts dont just grow on trees."

"That's why I will search the world for the one heart that will keep you living." He smiled nuzzling Mikes neck.

"Wow....all this for some whore you just met?" Mike smiled, he felt....loved for the first time ever.

"You aren't a whore, you are a beautiful man" He said letting his tongue trace Mikes jaw line.

Mike blushed, he wasn't used to that kind of sweet talk. It was usually more like 'your a fine piece of as, get on the bed and spread you legs.'

Rayner purred and he nipped at Mike's neck, leaving reddish marks.

Mike let out a small moan.
"Im yours....do you want me?"

"Oh I will." He chuckled before pushing Mike onto one of the nearby couches.

"How do you want me? On my knees? On my back? I can ride you..."
He was so used to being a whore this is how it went.

Rayner ran his fingers through Mikes hair, "What ever position you want."