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Brothel AU

the brothel AU meme
How to Play
1. Top level with your preference: sex worker, client, or either
2. Pick your prompt/s and set a scene, or just wing it!
3. Tag around!
1. old pro
You're a proper professional with an active client base and a reputation for your skills. Can you leverage that experience to your advantage?
2. newbie
You're new to this profession and still finding your footing. Some clients find that charming, and other workers may take you under their wing.
3. demonstration
This is a special job: you're putting on a show for an audience, or maybe you're showing a new worker the ropes.
4. forbidden love
Sex workers know better than to fall for a client, and clients know better than to fall for a sex worker. Perhaps even more fraught is a relationship between two workers. This time, however... you just can't help yourself.
5. SO experience
Your job isn't just about the sex. You provide the entire girl/boyfriend experience: doting words, public appearances, accepting gifts. And yet, it's just a job... right?
6. something extra
Kink, monsters, transformation, and magic, oh my! There's something a little different about the services you offer.
7. getaway
You're ready to break away from this life, whether it's on your own or with someone you've grown close to.
8. wildcard
Anything goes!
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"Please. Show me where we might be alone, Zishu."
If there are any who disagree, they are stopped in their tracks with a wave of Runyu's hand. Even the manager can't hope to stand against a god.
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It occurs to him that he might need to be worried about that behavior. But he isn't. He feels more comfortable than he has in a while with another. He leads the way to his rooms, comfortable and private. He does a regular check to make sure any listening devices are silenced.
"These rooms are as private as can be made in such an establishment as this," he murmurs once the doors are closed behind them.
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"I have never entered a brothel." nor has he ever had sex, "But I felt compelled tonight. I believe I was meant to find you. May I?" he pulls back his sleeve and reaches for Zishu's wrist, "This is not where you belong, however if this is where you wish to stay, I won't take you elsewhere."
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Runyu. The Night Immortal. Really, he should be frightened. But he gazes into Runyu's eyes and finds he isn't, at all. He doesn't demure, saying he doesn't deserve an immortal's attention. That this is where he belongs.
"You would take me away for tonight? Or from this lifestyle?"
His heart hopes for the latter. But he's been fooled before, so he asks, and watches those beautiful eyes intently.
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"Mm." his cheeks color and he meets Zishu's gaze shyly, gently. The ice cold presence that had made orders before is gone - though likely never far.
"I would. If you want to leave, we will go." he senses something hidden within Zishu - some deeper power - and he doesn't have the heart to leave someone like him - someone of mixed blood - behind.
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He searches those eyes for a long moment more before nodding. "I have paid my debts to the owner of this brothel. I am ready to leave. And...something tells me I should go with you."
And he's a man who listens to his heart. Something more than that tells him he can trust this immortal with himself. All of himself.
"I have one thing to collect before we go." His master's sword. So he turns, letting go of Runyu to move to the secure panel under his bed that opens with a press of his power. He draws out the flexible sword and slips the sheath around his waist before returning to Runyu's side. Where he offers his hand.
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"I'll keep you safe." he releases his hold and watches curiously as the sword is gathered. He has seen many blades and that one...
It has a heavenly sheen to it.
Smiling, Runyu takes the offered hand and spirits them away to his home on Earth. It is more like a small palace with many rooms connected by wooden bridges and of course there are lotus ponds.
"Please consider this your home."
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He leaves a bag of coin on the bed for whoever cleans the rooms...whenever they decide he's just slipped out without being seen again. He has a feeling he won't be needing that either.
He can't resist smiling back as his hand is taken, and then draws in a startled breath as the next moment, they're somewhere else. A beautiful place that still feels comfortable, rather than stifling despite it's size. He tugs on Runyu's hand, bringing it up to press a kiss to the inner wrist.
"Is this where you live?"
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"Sometimes. I have a palace in the Heavens that needs my attention more often." he explains, barely hiding a shudder at the kiss, "This palace is surrounded by good immortals. They serve the Earth and will cause you no trouble. Anything you need will be provided."
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Only sometimes? Zishu can't quite hide his disappointment at that. But what else is hinted at has him tilting his head, gazing at the other in open surprise.
"You do not plan to bring me with you?"
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"Time travels differently there too. I would need to protect you from it. One day is one year to you." so Zishu could accidentally age too quickly.
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Zishu smiles at himself and shakes his head a little as his gaze drops. "I've been paraded around on various arms for years. I'm tired of it." Hearing time travels differently, and the difference itself...he lifts his gaze back to Runyu's, serious.
"Then protect me from the time difference."
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"Don't be frightened." he urges, placing two fingers against Zishu's forehead. A small shield will cover the man from head to toe, protecting him from time fluctuations.
"You will age according to Earth's clock." he brushes Zishu's hair back from his face, "Are you hungry? We should eat before we go. Sometimes heavenly fare can be boring."
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He can see the acceptance, and smiles at the urging. Holding still, no fear touches him as he simply watches the immortal work. Even with the strange sensation that wraps around him. It feels...comforting.
The touch to his hair has him hum and blink with his contentment. "Then let's eat. I just dislike walnuts." Detests them, really. He'll eat around them if needed.
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The table is positioned between two rooms and almost completely closed in save for the lack of doors and windows. This allows them to see the lotus pond and the trees while they eat.
"I'm not terribly fond of fish, though I can eat it." he offers, "I was raised in a lake. When fish are your friends..." which they weren't, "You don't like to eat them."
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Though Zishu looks around them, curious about this house Runyu likes, his attention gravitates back to the immortal. Drawn to him, and he has no reason to fight that draw.
"Aah? I do not mind fish, though it isn't what I prefer." He wouldn't mind not eating fish at all. "If you were raised in a lake, forgive my daring, what are you? I know very little of the handsome Night Immortal." Playful and yet...there's a softness to his gaze that says he's very serious about his description of Runyu.
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The delicate sound of the jewelry makes him smile and he pours them tea in humble (yet beautifully carved) cups of stone.
"Is chicken your favorite? Or beef? I can't imagine you abstaining from meat entirely." Runyu flushes, "You have such vitality to you. You need protein to sustain your energy." he sips on the tea to hide his embarrassment before attempting to answer that charmingly worded question.
Handsome, is he?
"My father is the Emperor; he is a dragon. My mother belongs to the Arowana tribe. As a result, I am a dragon with water as my element."
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That smile is so lovely though...
Zishu chuckles softly, ducking his head at those sweet words. "Chicken is my favorite, though I do like beef too." He can't look away for long though! And those flushes are so cute and charming!
Then he listens, making note of what he's told. Runyu isn't just an immortal of importance, leading the Night. He's the Heavenly Emperor's son.
And a dragon. That explains the alluring scales. "A water dragon suits you, I think," he murmurs. Still, perhaps he should be wary.
He's not.
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But maybe Runyu can have someone in his life. Someone to talk to and to share his life with that doesn't cause a stir.
"I'll remember." his smile broadens, "Does it? Can you imagine me swimming with the fish, perhaps?" he forces a laugh before adding, "I didn't like living in the lake, honestly."
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But he's alive. And now he's free.
"What is your favorite?" He wants to know all the ways to please this handsome man. And maybe, if allowed, to teach him new ways. In the meantime, he can't help how he leans closer to Runyu, visibly interested - it's not an act.
"I think they would be very happy to swim with you." But he hears the fragility in that laugh, and suspects something bad had happened to Runyu down there. He reaches out to rest a gentle hand on the dragon's arm. "Then it is good you don't live there anymore."
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"Anything flavorful." he looks up as dishes are brought out - they feature chicken and beef with vegetables, "I like interesting flavors - even if they are intense." because they remind him to feel and they root him in the moment.
Zishu's kind words leave him shy and speechless. The hand on his arm is so comforting that he finds himself speaking from his heart.
"I lost my mother recently. For a time, I forgot my memories of the lake, but... I remember now." he smiles sadly and shakes his head, "I'm sorry, Zishu. I hope I haven't upset you."
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Intense flavors. He has a suspicion why. "Then we will just have to visit this world as often as you can get away." So they can enjoy said flavors.
He dares to slip that hand down Runyu's arm so he can thread their fingers together when he hears of the dragon's loss. "Thank you for sharing that with me, Runyu. I would rather know, so I do not speak so thoughtlessly."
He smiles warmly. "And you haven't upset me."
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The hand traveling down his arm sends tingles across his skin. He stares as their fingers thread together and he isn't sure whether laughter or sobs are rising in his throat.
"You... I wouldn't expect you to know." he whispers, "Only... I have a shrine for her since... I couldn't do anything for her. It's in my palace, so you might see it." he raises his gaze tentatively - only to find Zishu smiling warmly.
He grips the hand holding onto his.
"I don't want to upset you." ever.
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He sees that sorrow, hears it in his bones. "I would like to see it, so I may pay my respects," he answers just as softly. "My parents passed when I was young...and my master and his wife lived only a few years longer. I had to then bury my juniors when one by one they died. Because of my stupidity." He can't look at Runyu as he confesses this, but the hand curled with the dragon's doesn't shake or pull away.
He takes a breath and lifts his gaze back to Runyu's, and hears the sincerity in that statement. It makes him smile again. "Then I am sure you won't."
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Zishu's story tugs at his heart and he frowns sadly. How do mortals bear sorrows so great without shattering? He holds onto Zishu's hand, his thumb gently caressing.
"Everyone makes mistakes." he sighs and smiles softly, "You've learned from them and you've paid for them. I may not visit brothels, but I have a fair idea of what goes on inside."
The return of Zishu's smile makes his pulse quicken and he wants... He wants to kiss those lips.
"I'll show you what I do every night."
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