TESLA
I got news that every employee of the Gladiator/Rewarder team was going to receive a small bonus because the hotel had made some good money this quarter due to the bets that were made. Madame Gremelda had just informed me and after she did, she ordered me to send Mercedes to her office.
I was too happy with the bonus to have my mood ruined completely but I had to say that Mercedes kinda scared me. She always looked at me with eyes that wanted me to drop dead or something.
"Uh, Mercedes?" I asked after I entered the gym and approached her. She always hung out here every day, working on her physique while I was just a lazyass and only worked out twice or thrice a week. I had the advantage that I was naturally well built and could eat whatever I wanted.
"What?" she asked, not looking at me while running breathlessly on the treadmill.
"Gremelda needs you right now."
"Right now?"
"Yeah, her specific words were 'send Mercedes to my office next', so..." I shrugged. I was just here to deliver the message.
"Ugh, fine." She stopped the treadmill, stepped off, and stood before me with a displeased look in her eyes. "Can you move out of the way, I need my towel."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry." I took a step to the side so she could reach for the towel. When she turned around she bumped against my shoulder which was unnecessary in my eyes as she had enough space to move. "Do you have any problems with me, Cedi?" I asked.
"It's Mercedes for you, not Cedi, I'm not your friend." She answered as she dried her sweaty face and left without saying another word. My question stayed unanswered, although I kinda knew the answer to it already.
Jeez. What a bitch.
"Yo, Tesla!" Mahindra called out from the other side of the gym.
This sports center was so big and luxurious and was only for us. It was ridiculous if you asked me. Mostly there were like five Rewarders a day training here since the Gladiators had their own gym. It was bonkers.
Right now, only Mahindra and Buffed guy were here. I learned his name was Mustang. He was cool. Nice guy.
As I walked towards Mahindra, I greeted Mustang, but he was too busy to hear me, pressing God only knows how many kilos as he laid down on the bench. I wondered if those veins popping on his forehead were healthy cause it looked concerning to me...
"Hey, Mahindra," I said and dropped down on one of the seats of the fitness equipment next to him.
He placed the set of dumbells back again and wiped his face dry.
"Hey. So, I heard we're getting bonuses?"
"I'm not sure. I only know that I got one," I answered.
He sighed. "I haven't been picked all that often this month. So, maybe nothing for me..."
"You just gonna have to wait," I replied, not really knowing what to say otherwise.
"It could also be that a big guest is coming," he said.
"Oh? Why do you think that?"
"Gremelda is usually throwing out bonuses if something is up. I dunno, I can't prove it, but it's something I have noticed. And it often is when an important guest will come."
"Ok." I shrugged. We couldn't do anything but wait anyway.
He took a gulp from his water bottle and stood up, walking to the next machine. "So, we haven't talked all too much since you're working here since it's Bentley that took you under his wing, but how are you? Do you like it here?" he asked.
"I'm pretty pleased with life right now," I replied, honestly.
I was pretty pleased indeed. Especially when I laid in bed with a certain Gladiator... That man could please the shit out of me.
"Well, you certainly had a good start," he smiled. "I mean you're the new star Rewarder and you've been that since your very first day."
"I'm not complaining."
We chatted some more while he continued to work on his body and I continued to be my lazy self before he stood up and said he would shower.
"Ok, I'll go to my room, man," I said. "See you."
"Yeah, see you later. Bye, dude."
~
That afternoon, I spent time with Bentley at the pool on the roof, getting a bit of a tan. The weather was great.
Too bad that Spartacus had to practice almost every day. It would be nice to hang out with him here, laying together at the pool, enjoying the sun. Although, maybe we shouldn't. It would be hard to keep my eyes and hands off of him if I would see him wearing only swim shorts. We couldn't let anybody find out that we had this little understanding about seeing each other between work.
I should just be a little bit more patient. He was going to come to my room tonight and the thought alone made me feel all tingly inside. I wondered what we were to each other if I had to give it a name. Maybe we were dating? It wasn't just fucking that we did. We talked, we cuddled, we laughed. Though it was a lot of fucking too of course... Which I didn't mind at all! We had been doing this for a few weeks already and every day I was waiting to see him more eager than the day before.
"Fuck, I'm tired," Bentley said.
"Didn't you sleep well?"
"Nah, I watched porn till three," he answered, yawning. "I'm happy that there is a match tomorrow. I hope I'll get picked cause I need myself some cock asap."
Poor guy. "I don't really know what to say."
"No, you are getting cock regularly, you don't understand my pain."
"True."
"The last few times, I got picked by that new Gladiator, Verus, and he only wants to talk and have his cock sucked off. I don't get any," he whispered so nobody would hear him. "You know how fucking frustrating that is? Why don't Gannicus just pick me, pffff."
I patted his shoulder. "Sorry, buddy.."
He finished his drink and laid down again. "Ok, I'm gonna sleep a little. Wake me up in a few hours."
"I will."
As he slept, I daydreamed. I relaxed in the sun and in my mind were muscular thighs, solid abs, and a hard long cock, pounding inside my asshole.
There are worse ways to spend your afternoon, I suppose.
~
"Hey, darling..." Spartacus said after he entered my room and I closed the door.
I grabbed him at his shoulders and smacked him against the door before I kissed him on the lips.
"Hi, Sir..." I answered after I withdrew my tongue out of his mouth.
He was breathless. "Jesus...that's another way of saying h-hi. Have you missed me?"
I smirked at him and brushed the tip of my nose against his nose. He then grabbed my ass and turned us around so it was me that was pressed against the door. He pushed his hips against mine and I felt a spark of electricity running up my spine, all the way to the tip of my dick, making it harden immediately.
Holy fucking shit, this man turned me on so, so much.
We kissed our way to the couch where he sat down and I crawled on his lap.
Right when I wanted to rip off his shirt, a familiar beep was heard. My front door flew open and my best friend jumped inside. Bentley looked afraid, sad, and shocked, but there wasn't a shock in his eyes because he saw me sitting on Spartacus on a night that we weren't supposed to be sitting like this. It was something else.
"What's wrong?" I asked, crawling off the gladiator's lap.
"Mahindra! Someone killed him!" Bentley cried out.
"What?!" Spartacus asked and stood up. I did the same. "What happened?"
"They say he had a bag over his head. He's dead! Oh my God, that poor guy! He's dead!" My friend kept repeating.
How could this be? I didn't understand. Violence was something that never happened here. That's what they said--violence isn't allowed. "But how--"
"Invicta's police are everywhere in the building. It's fucking scary!" Bentley added.
"Jesus," I felt my heart skip a beat. "I just talked to him today," I whispered and sat back down.
It felt so strange. How was this possible?
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