Page 133 of Fakers with Benefits


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“I’m just going to put these in your room, Ev.” Vlado slipped out of the hallway and into the main part of the apartment.

“Are you angling for some private shows, Mr. Williams?” He arched one eyebrow at me.

“That was my hope. But it’s not contingent on the setup. I know this is your work and practicing is part of your job, so if you don’t want—”

“Of course I’m gonna dance for you.” He smacked my arm with the back of his hand. “Did you forget I have a major performance kink? Give me a captive audience and I’m gonna sparkle like a diamond in the rough!”

“I think you mixed up a few different sayings there,” I said, unable to keep the affection out of my voice.

“Probably. Now. Is it prezzie time?” He gave me big blue puppy eyes.

“You’re a brat.”

He batted his lashes. “Pretty please can I have my presents?”

“In my room. Vlado should’ve had enough time to set them down and escape.”

“Yay!”

Spinning on his heel, he darted for my room.

I followed at a slightly more leisurely pace, my anticipation building with each step that brought me closer.

“Slow poke,” he chastised as I crossed the threshold. “Could you walk any slower?”

“Probably.”

“Cheeky,” he muttered and leapt onto the bed. “It’s kind of a dick move that you made Vlado carry this stuff up here,” he said as he grabbed the closest bag.

“I didn’t make him. He wanted to come up and say hi and used carrying the bags as his excuse.”

“Awwww, he’s a sweetie. We really need to find him a girl. He needs someone he can spoil and take care of.”

“Agreed.” I sat on the edge of the bed.

Nick carefully pulled a decorative bundle of tissue paper free from the bag, then dug out the small, wrapped item.

“Breakable?” he asked.

“Not breakable, but some of them are delicate.”

Gingerly, he unwrapped the bundle, revealing his present. “Are these…” He picked a pair of underwear and unfolded them. “Oh wow.”

The low-rise briefs were gorgeous. The front was made from sheer black mesh that was as soft as silk, and the back had a large heart-shaped cutout over the ass, but instead of being bare, chains of glittering jewels hung from a metal ring in the middle of the heart and connected to the V part of it.

“I never got to take you to my friend’s boutique,” I explained. “I had him send me a selection of his best pieces. That one might be hard to dance in because of the chains, but can you imagine how incredible they’ll look draped over your ass?”

“Um, yeah. I can. And I’m gonna look hot as fuck. The chains, the cutout, the material. I love everything about them. See how they doubled up the material to make the dick pouch? It’s just opaque enough that you won’t be able to see my dick unless you’re up close and personal. Sexy and revealing, but still classy and mysterious.” He carefully laid them out on the bed. “Are all these lingerie?”

I nodded.

“Eep!” He grabbed the next bag and flung the excess tissue paper aside.

Watching Nick open the packages was as much of a delight as it had been picking out which ones I thought he’d like best. I’d tried to get a little of everything, and by his reactions, I’d chosen well.

He held up every pair or set he opened and gushed about all the things he loved about them. I’d chosen the items based on how I thought they’d look on him and from what he’d told me about his preferences, but it was fun to learn the correct terms for the various styles.

I’d picked out a few bodysuits, one of which he’d called a gladiator style and another he’d said was harness style. There was also a selection of jocks and briefs, and few pairs of boy shorts. I already knew he preferred cage and garter styles with those and had made sure to get some of each type.

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