“Well, honestly I’d be happy to help you relieve some stress.” Remi smiled as he saw the alpha’s jaw flex, as if he were grinding his teeth. “I’ve never been to the kind of parties you’re talking about, but I’m guessing my main function would be to look pretty and laugh at your jokes?”
“Something like that.”
This omega had no idea the line he was toeing as he teased Dimitrios with his words and enchanted him with his pretty, tinkling little laugh. The alpha was taking him home tonight, that much he knew. He was going to fuck him so hard he forgot his own name. He’d been self-contained for too long, and he wanted Remi too much to be gentle once he unleashed himself. The soft vanilla scent was driving him wild. He was rock hard, throbbing in the confines of his dark slacks. He wished that their relationship was further along in familiarity, because he’d have Remi under the table sucking him off… but such fantasies would have to wait.
For now, he needed to convince Remi Laroche that he wanted Dimitrios to be his sugar daddy.
“So pretty boy, what convinced you to look for a sugar daddy? I’m sure you also have plenty of offers. With an ass like yours, you must have alphas lined up around the block. So, it’s probably not about sex, but more about money.” Dimitrios said.
Remi guessed he wasn’t entirely wrong. He did get offers a lot, and had been asked out by a number of alphas at school or at work, but he wasn’t looking for a relationship. He’d had one boyfriend during his first year in college, but they hadn’t lasted long. They hadn’t even had sex yet when the alpha had started talking about getting mated and having pups, and about how Remi would stay home with their babies. Yeah… not fucking happening. He had goals, and no alpha was getting in the way of them. Dimitrios probably thought he was pretty promiscuous since he had signed up to be a sugar baby, but honestly he hadn’t had sex since high school and that had been… more of an experiment with a friend, than actual real sex.
Before Remi could answer, a waiter pushed the partition aside and strode in with a glass of water for Remi, and menus for them both. Remi accepted his menu and the waiter gave him a polite smile.
“Good evening, what can I get you to drink sir?”
Remi looked at Dimitrios who gave him a little tilt of his chin, as if telling him to order whatever he liked.
“Could I see your wine list?”
The waiter pulled a small booklet out of his apron pocket and handed it to him. Remi opened the little booklet and browsed the selection. He smiled as he saw one of his favorite wines among the list. It was expensive, but Dimitrios was supposed to be a sugar daddy right? A good glass of wine was something to be savored and enjoyed, and he hadn’t had a glass of decent wine in months.
“I’ll have the 2008 Domaine Leflaive Puligny-Montrachet Les Folatières 1er Cru.”
Dimitrios' brows rose at the perfect French pronunciation. It was honestly kind of sexy. Although that might have more to do with the fact that he found everything Remi did to be sexy. He watched as the waiter’s face showed a little surprise that the casually dressed young man was able to not only pick a good wine, but pronounce the name with little to no difficulty.
“We’ll take the bottle for the table please.” Dimitrios added, drawing the attention of the waiter.
“Of course sir, I will get your wine and be back to take your orders.” He turned and disappeared, closing the partition behind him.
“You speak French?” The alpha asked, turning his attention back to Remi.
“Not really. I speak wine, I guess.” Remi laughed at his own little joke, making Dimitrios smile. “I’m in culinary school, so you learn a lot of French there, and you learn a lot about wine.”
“Oh, you want to be a chef?”
“Yes. I love cooking. I want to open a restaurant like this someday.” Remi said, indicating the general splendor of the place. “It’s been my dream for as long as I can remember.”
Dimitrios was enthralled by the way the omega lit up as he talked about his dream and love for cooking. He smiled so wide that his perfect, white teeth showed and his eyes curved. He was stunningly beautiful, even with a bare face and loose, faded clothes, he was the most attractive omega he’d ever laid eyes on.
“Do you want to order for us both? To be honest, I don’t know that much about food. You’re the expert here.” The question seemed to be the right one, as the omega’s smile widened and his gray eyes sparkled like silver.
“I would love to.”
Remi was a little excited about picking their food, he was determined to find something that Dimitrios would like. He’d read several articles about this restaurant and had an idea of what their specialties were, and what the best dishes were. He opened his menu and read through the choices with a discerning eye, looking for something special. He decided to go with the saffron risotto and the langoustine ravioli. There was something weirdly erotic about picking their food, and he wondered if Dimitrios would let Remi cook for him sometime. The idea of watching the alpha eat something he made himself, had Remi feeling warm. He clenched his thighs together as a mental image of Dimitrios' strong jaw flexing as he chewed cut through him, bringing back his earlier arousal.
The waiter returned with two glasses and the bottle of wine that they had ordered, pouring two portions and setting the bottle on the table between them. Remi ordered their food easily and the waiter disappeared with the menus and Dimitrios' wine glass from earlier, leaving them alone again.
Remi wasn’t sure what to say to Dimitrios as the alpha looked back at him, as if still waiting for an answer to his earlier question. Remi considered lying about his reasons for becoming a sugar baby, but he didn’t really want to. Dimitrios had been honest, and he should have the courtesy to do the same. If it didn’t work out, at least he’d get an amazing meal and a good bottle of wine out of the deal. That was something.
He didn’t want the alpha to think he had all this experience and expect him to know a lot about sex, because he was pretty sure that as soon as things started to get hot and heavy, it was going to be glaringly obvious that he was inexperienced. He took a deep breath to calm his nerves before starting to speak. Honesty was the best policy, especially in this situation, where the truth would be so easily discoverable.
“Look, I’m just gonna be honest here… I have no idea what I’m doing. I don’t really have that much experience with sex and I signed up with Magic Shop because I lost my job and couldn’t find another one. I’m just a broke college student with bills and tuition to pay. I will admit that it’s about money, but at the same time… well, it’s a little bit about sex too.”
“Oh? Tell me more.” Dimitrios leaned an elbow on the table and rested his chin in his hand, looking at him with rapt attention.
Remi felt his face go hot again, and he reached for his wine glass. He took a fortifying sip of wine and sat his glass back on the table. He opened his mouth to speak, but Dimitrios interrupted him before he could speak.
“What happened to your hand?”