Gregor

I hadn’t expected Xavior to respond to the present as if he was lost. Part of me was happy he liked it, and another part felt bad for invoking something deeply personal to him. Personal enough that he ditched his own party for a while, according to some of the guests.

Keith and I spent several more hours enjoying the dance floor. The swing classes we’d taken had come in handy, and when people started asking us to trade-off dance partners, I think we both enjoyed the attention. Keith was much better than me and made it look like everyone he danced with was born with the steps drilled into them. Some people were exceptional, and others I helped by counting off the steps.

After the whirligig of people, I managed to step off the dance floor for a break. Keith was still going strong when Vanessa showed up beside me.

“Who knew you two could dance? If I’d known, I would have made Xavior take us all dancing. He’s pretty good himself. He follows pretty well even though he has no idea what he’s doing or what anything is called.”

I was taking another swig of water from a bottle one of the staff brought me. “Nice to see you again, Vanessa.”

“I don’t have Xavior’s nose, but I think we both know that you’re not that happy to see me,” she said.

I sighed. “You caught me off-guard was all. The whole night did. I did it for Keith. Xavior doesn’t talk about any of this at work, and he certainly doesn’t flaunt any of it.” I took a deep breath. “A little warning might have been nice,” I grumbled.

“About me, or his money?” She purred, all too happy to keep interrogating me.

“Both?” I huffed out a smirk.

“Listen, Greg.” She set down her empty glass on a tray as a staff person passed by. “I’ve never seen Xavior take to someone like he’s taken to you. He wants to make you happy. For me, and others, he’s being kind, but for you, there’s something there.”

I looked at her, then looked down at my shoes. Everything I wore, which Xavior purchased, had fit as if I’d stood in the boutique shop they had come from, and tailors had measured everything by hand. It was the exclamation point on her words. “Why are you telling me this?”

“Maybe because I’m jealous.” She smiled and picked up a new drink from another tray as it went by. “Or maybe it’s because Xavior is a friend, and I’m protective of my friends.”

“Vanessa, we’re work partners. That’s it.” My explanation fell flat, and her smile thinned.

“I can’t tell if you really believe that or if that’s what you want to believe because if you give up that little lie, your whole, carefully constructed world changes. Life’s too short, Lyndon. I hope you figure it out.”

She took a long drink while she watched me, put down the second glass, and wandered deeper onto the dance floor. I stood there, holding my water bottle, a little dazed at the interaction. I took another drink as I watched the dancers revolve around the room again. Vanessa had found Keith, and they looked like they were talking a mile a minute. I barely kept from shaking my head. I wondered for a moment if she would say anything, but the look on Keith’s face made me believe otherwise.

I wasn’t exactly worried that Keith would do something with Vanessa. He had clear preferences, but she was the kind of person that Keith would be attracted to, or got into interesting experiences with, if given the opportunity.

After a couple of revolutions on the floor, they stopped next to me, and I could tell Keith was excited. “Hey Gregie, Vanessa is going to take me around to meet a few more people. Wanna come with us?”

I saw Vanessa raise an eyebrow. After our brief discussion, the last thing I wanted to do was spend more time with her. “I think I’ll sit this one out, babe. Wanna meet up later for a swim?” While Xavior had neglected to warn me about the opulent house, he’d made a point to warn me about the afterparty. I saw Vanessa smile as Keith nodded, and we gave each other kisses for a few moments.

“See you soon,” Keith said with a dreamy look on his face. He turned and took Vanessa’s hand, and I watched as they wandered off together. I wandered back toward the main hall, grabbing snacks along the way. People were already leaving, and it looked like Edward was handing out some kind of party favor as guests left.

When I got back to the room Xavior had us in, I’d noticed that things had been picked up a bit. Our clothes were folded on the dresser, boxes stacked in a chair, and our bag was sitting at the foot of the bed. It shouldn’t surprise me that this place was run like a hotel. It was big enough to be one.

There were two more small boxes on the bed with our names on them. I walked over and opened mine. Inside were chocolates. I took one and popped it into my mouth. I was surprised at how good it tasted. I wasn’t a huge fan of chocolate, but I had to admit, these were rather notable.

When I took off my coat, I noticed trays on the table in the kitchenette area. I went over and opened one lid to see a pastrami sandwich and fries. It was still hot, and my stomach suddenly wanted what was on the plate. I quickly stripped to my boxers, sat down, and dug in. About five minutes into my total grease fest, Keith walked in, followed by Vanessa. I froze. I hadn’t expected to be caught out.

“Greg, you here?” He said as he was looking toward the bedroom.

Vanessa was frozen with her hand over her mouth as she stared at me. I was likewise frozen with half a sandwich between my cheeks and the other half in my hand. When Keith finally turned around, his eyes were wide as he looked at me then burst into laughter.

I tried to chew and swallow, but it took forever. I finally answered them as they laughed. “I didn’t want to ruin the suit, and I was hungry.”

“I guess I should be glad you’re wearing underwear,” Vanessa said.

“We came up to change for the pool. Vanessa is staying down the hall,” Keith followed up as he wiped tears from his eyes. “I didn’t know you’d be elbow deep into carnage when we came by.”

I growled and took another bite. Vanessa laughed and turned to leave. “Catch you two later.” She pulled the door closed behind her. Keith came over and opened the lid on the other tray. It was a version of the spicy basil Thai dish Keith liked. I'd recognized it from ordering it so often from his favorite Thai food place. Xavior had done his homework.

“Okay, I’m sorry for laughing. Fuck, that smells good. I’ll be right back.” Keith picked up my discarded clothes and retreated to the bedroom, then returned wearing only his underwear and sat down. I chuckled as I ate some fries.

When we were done, we both wandered back to the bedroom. I hung up our suits in the small closet while Keith grabbed our swimming suits. The night was going pretty well, and I was looking forward to a dip in the pool.

“Greg, did you eat one of the chocolates?”

“Yeah. I was surprised at how good it tasted. I’m not a huge fan of chocolate, but those are pretty good. I wonder where Xavior got them.”

Keith chuckled, “Babe, did you read the note in the box?”

“No. Why?”

“Because they are magic-laced chocolates,” Keith said. I heard the serious tone in his voice and turned to see him looking at the note in his hand. He held his box and sat down on the bed.

“I don’t feel any different. Are you sure?” I walked over to him after I finished putting up our clothes.

“Yeah. You probably don’t feel anything because the chocolates all have different trigger words. How long ago did you eat one?” Keith looked at me with a distinct amount of concern on his face.

“Um, before I had dinner. So, maybe thirty minutes ago?”

“Well, the note says that the spell lasts for an hour before the trigger after you’ve eaten the chocolate. And it lasts for about an hour after the trigger is spoken.” He looked down at his box of chocolates. “Relaxation, Euphoria, Amativeness, and Exuberance. Which one did you eat, Greg?”

I suddenly felt a shift in my relaxed mood. A need I couldn’t put words to and desires I kept a tight control over seemed to burst to life. I felt my erection before I saw it. The tightness in my balls and the lightheadedness I felt was quickly accompanied by sticky wetness painted on my boxers.

“Let me guess, the trigger word was the names of the chocolate?” I asked.

Keith looked at me as I laid back on the bed. “Oh, that one,” he chuckled. He picked up the boxes of chocolates and put them on the nightstand.

“I have about five seconds of control left in me before I tackle you to this bed or spend the next hour jacking off in the shower.” I was completely serious as I was about thirty seconds away from coming already.

“Oh, I’m not passing this up. Want me to dose myself too?”

“Oh fuck no, one of us should be sober for this, whatever, I’ve gotten myself into,” I laughed.

“Only if you promise to return the favor later.”

“Absolutely, sweetheart. Please, please help.” My light-hearted laugh turned into a small whimper as he moved my boxers. It was followed by a groan as my dick throbbed when he wrapped his hand around it.

“It’s alright, babe, I have you.” Keith’s words caressed my skin as he wrapped his lips around me, and I closed my eyes to lose myself in the sensations. It wasn’t Keith’s face I saw in my mind’s eye. When familiar emerald orbs stared back at me, I fell into them like they were pools of water. The sensation of it crawled up my spine and bowed it as I came in several waves drowning in the intense desire I had. I heard Keith choke, and I sat up.

Keith’s face was covered in my spunk along with part of his chest. The sight was a bit shocking and satisfying at the same time. I hadn’t come like that since I was a teenager.

“Fucking hell, Greg. That shit must be potent,” Keith said as he stood up.

“You have no idea,” I said with a low growl in my voice that frightened me a little as I grabbed Keith and pulled him onto the bed. The mess didn’t matter, and in fact, turned me on even more. I felt hard again already, and Keith’s body responded to mine.

“Holy shit,” He laughed right before my lips fell on his and devoured the taste of him and myself on his lips. “Greg…” he whispered breathlessly as I reached between us while my other hand searched for one of his.

“It’s alright. I’m going to take care of you.”