The Contract

by D. C. Hall

  “You visit a lot?” He silently wished that he would stop asking Nathan questions. He felt like he was starting to pry. Nathan seemed unfazed.

  “I try to. Mom likes to have company since she doesn’t really get out much.”

  “I’m glad they’re coming to the city then.” Nathan gave a small smile. The mood in the room seemed to shift.

  “Can I do something?”

  “It depends on what it is.”

  “Just say yes or no.” Nathan stated. Williams didn't know if he liked where this was going. The man had a mischievous glint in his eyes. Williams furrowed his brow for a moment before nodding. Nathan stood up and moved in front of him. Williams’s heart thumped. He always forgot how tall he was. Nathan straddled his legs, sat in his lap, placing his arms around the other man's shoulders.

  “W-what are you d-doing?” he asked. He didn't know where to put his hands or what to do. It had been a long time since he had had a man in his lap.

  “Mostly, I'm trying to get a reaction out of you. You've barely said anything today.” Nathan responded. Williams tried to swallow, but his mouth was dry. “And would you get mad at me if I said this was positive reinforcement?”

  “What do you mean?” Nathan shifted to lean in closer.

  “I mean, you actually tried to learn a little about running your business today. Which means you did good.” He pressed a slow kiss to Williams's lips.

  “Are you trying to Pavlov me into running a business?”

  “Maybe. You think it’ll work?” Nathan asked. Williams finally placed his good hand on the small of Nathan’s back.

  “It might. Or you might just give me a weird fetish about looking through invoices. That might make tax season a little awkward.” Williams replied. Nathan sighed.

  “Alright, you want the truth?” Nathan asked. He didn’t know why he tried to pass it off as this. The actual answer was a lot simpler. He just always felt like he needed a good reason. “I just wanted to sit in your lap and see what you would do. I didn’t think you’d question it.”

  “Oh, oops.” Nathan rolled his eyes before leaning in and kissing him again. Williams kissed him back. The idea that Nathan might have a boyfriend was gone for the moment. He pulled away for a moment. “What can I do?”

  “Do what you want. I’ll stop you if you go to far.” Nathan answered. Williams nodded before pulling him back into the kiss by his tie. Nathan thought he’d have to watch him. He still had no intention of giving up control, but he’d like to see what this man would do.

  Williams hummed into his mouth, making their lips tingle. He was struggling, but he worked to get Nathan’s tie off. It was difficult to do things with one hand. Nathan nipped at his lower lip before kissing him harder.

  Williams felt Nathan’s tongue slip into his mouth. He moaned lightly, finally getting the tie off. Next, he started on the shirt buttons. They were considerably easier than the tie, but were still a challenge.

  Nathan slid his fingers through Williams hair. It was so soft. He felt Williams’s breath hitch when he pulled his hair gently. Williams was finally done with the buttons. He let his hands run over the smooth skin of Nathan’s chest. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t getting horny. Nathan pulled out of the kiss to suck on his neck. Williams moaned and tilted his head.

  Nathan had started to unbutton Williams's shirt now. This was going farther than he anticipated, but he didn’t care. His hips had started to shift back and forth on the man’s lap. The hand on his chest traveled down, roaming over his stomach and down to his belt. Nathan moved his mouth to Williams’s ear.

  “Do you want me to fuck you?” He whispered, feeling the other man’s member start to stiffen.

  “Yes,” he was breathless. Nathan stood up before pulling Williams with him. He made quick work of the billionaire’s shirt while a hand cupped his ass. “You’re sure that you want to do this?” Nathan nodded, letting his hands splay across the flesh in front of him. Williams was a soft man, but it was obvious he had muscle. If that hadn't already been apparent from his broken nose.

  As his hands traveled, he felt himself getting harder. His fingers glided over the skin to push the shirt off his shoulders. Williams let his shirt fall to the floor and watched Nathan's follow suit. Williams had expected a lot of things. He hadn’t expected to be lifted and laid down on the bed like he weighed nothing.

  Nathan kissed down along his chest, down over his belly, moving slow. Williams tried to keep his breathing under control. His mind said to grab Nathan's hair and guide him down, but he didn't feel like that would be right. Nathan stopped at his pants. He unbuttoned them, pulling them down quickly. His nails scratched lightly over his thighs as he went. Williams felt exposed all of a sudden, completely nude while Nathan was still dressed from the waist down.

  Nathan observed him with a predatory look. He bit his lower lip while pulling his belt loose. Before he got fully undressed, he went to the nightstand. Opening a drawer, he pulled out the bottle of lube.

  “You ready?” Nathan asked getting a nod. He pulled his pants down finally and started prepping. He covered his dick and tried not to stroke himself too much before climbing into the bed. He put some lube onto his fingers before throwing the bottle to the side. Leaning over the other man, he reached between Williams's legs and pressed against his hole.

  Williams moaned as he pressed inside him, his fingers working him open. Nathan took a deep breath before pulling his fingers away. He lined himself up and slowly pushed inside. Williams gripped the sheets and leaned his head back.

  “You’re a little bigger than I thought.” Williams said. Nathan was too focused on what he was feeling to respond. His hands gripped the man's hips as he started to move slowly. Williams moaned making Nathan feel weak. He started to move faster, choosing to place his hands further up on the bed. Williams lifted his good hand and started run his fingers through Nathan's hair.

  The accountant thrusted against his prostate. Williams sucked in a breath and his hand clinched. Nathan moaned at his hair being pulled.

  “You like that?” Williams asked breathlessly. He tugged gently at the blond locks. Nathan's lips came crashing down on his mouth. Williams wrapped his legs around the others man's hips, pulling him deeper in.

  “Oh, God.” Nathan moaned. His hands had wandered to explore, but now his nails were dragging down Williams’s back making him arch. “You're gorgeous.” Williams didn't feel like that was true, but that wasn't important right now. Williams tightened around Nathan's shaft and tugged at his hair.

  The thrusts became more sporadic for a bit. Nathan was getting close and wasn't sure how long he could hold up. He reached down and stroked Williams slowly. The billionaire bucked his hips with a moan. His legs fell back down to mattress, and the stroking got faster. They were both breathing heavy now. Williams was bucking wildly now and biting his lip. With a groan, he finished and fell limp. Nathan wasn't far behind him. A few more thrust and Williams felt a warm splatter in his leg.

  They both collapsed and laid there for a few minutes, just panting. Finally, Nathan stood and walked into the bathroom that was connected to the room. He came back with two wet towels. After they cleaned up, Nathan took the towels back.

  Williams was going to go back to his room. He didn't think Nathan wanted him to stay there. That changed when Nathan flopped back down on the bed and draped an arm over him. Williams just laid there like that was his intention all along. Nathan pulled the covers over them. Neither of them talked. They were exhausted. So, they just leaned into the other and closed their eyes. It was oddly peaceful given how these two weeks had gone.

  In the morning, Williams woke, still wrapped in the other man’s arms. It was surreal for a moment. He still wasn’t sure how to feel about him. A part of him said to not trust Nathan at all. Another part said there was more to him than he had seen. It was tempting to look deeper and learn about the man sharing a bed with him.

  There was a yawn and a shift beside him as Nat
han started to wake up. He slowly blinked at him, eyes still blurry. Williams wasn’t sure what to do. Does he just keep laying there? Does he get up?

  “Good morning, gorgeous.” Nathan said quietly. It made Williams’s chest feel warm. There was no way he meant it. The last man he had slept with had degraded him after. His mind was starting to drift to that when Nathan spoke up again. “How are you feeling?”

  “Hmm? Oh, I'm fine.” The arm around his waist wrapped a little tighter.

  “I'm sorry if I pushed you farther than you wanted to go.” Williams turned his head to look at him. His eyes were still sleepy, but they seemed to expect an answer like Nathan needed to know he didn't mess up.

  “No, I enjoyed it. It was good.” Williams said. They laid there a little longer. “Nothing we've done has gone to plan.” He commented pulling Nathan back from falling asleep.

  “What do you mean?” He finally sat up in the bed leaning against the head board.

  “I mean that I was going to take advantage of you. Then, you came in saying that we’d fuck three times a week.”

  “I may have chickened out a little.”

  “Then, we decide to go to the factory. We just ended up knocking the shit out of each other. Then, we said we’d wait to fuck until after we healed up. We only waited a week.” Williams finished explaining.

  “I think we did okay. We didn’t hurt anything we broke.”

  “That’s true, I guess.”

  “So, what plan do we fuck up now?” Nathan asked, Williams sat up next to him.

  “I don’t know. The only plan I think I have is casual sex. How do we mess that one up?” Williams questioned. Nathan thought for a moment, resting his arms behind his head.

  “Well, we have two options. One, we’ll start hate fucking for whatever reason pisses us off next. Or it’ll be like a year from now and we’ll start falling for each other.” Williams blushed at the comment.

  “Don’t get me wrong, but I don’t think you’re my type.”

  “What’s the matter? Am I not pretty enough for you?” He smirked. Before he could respond, Nathan’s phone rang. He reached over Williams to the nightstand and grabbed it.

  “Hello,” he answered, still pressed against Williams. “Yeah, I’m still coming over… No, Brad. I said I’d be there at noon. It's only eight right now.”

  Williams remembered what he was worried about now. Who was Brad? He glanced over and met Nathan’s eyes. Nathan leaned forward and pressed an idle kiss to his lips while listening to the man on his phone. Williams hoped desperately that this wasn’t a boyfriend.

  “Are you listening to me?” Came the voice from the other end. It had been set to speaker. Nathan pulled out of the kiss, their lips made a small smacking noise.

  “Yes, I’m listening.” He kissed him again. Williams couldn’t help but lean into it.

  “So, who’s the guy?” Brad questioned. Nathan tensed.

  “What guy?”

  “Bro, I can hear you smacking lips right now. You didn't tell me you met someone.” Nathan was panicking now.

  “I didn't. That's not what I'm doing. You're just hearing things.”

  “Trying to gas light me isn't gonna work.”

  “Look just don't tell mom.” Williams just watched the scene unfold. It seemed odd, like Nathan was a child that was afraid of being found out. There was a chuckle from the other end.

  “Then, I guess you better get your ass here and help me move this sofa.” Brad said. Williams could practically hear the smile in his voice.

  “Fine, just let me get dressed.”

  “Get dressed? Wait a minute. Are you in bed with somebody?” Nathan went red in the face.

  “I’m hanging up now!” He hit the end call button with a groan. “He’s too smart for his own good.” Nathan got out of bed and pulled some clothes out of the dresser. He pulled them on quickly and got his shoes. “I'm sorry that I have to run. If I don't get there quick enough, he will let something slip to mom.”

  “It's fine. I'll see you later, I guess.” He truly wondered what he had gotten himself into.

  ***

  Nathan helped his brother with moving furniture. They were alone in the house. Their parents and sister had gone to pick up some things for the new house.

  “So, who is he?” Brad asked and Nathan avoided his eyes.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He knew Brad wasn’t going to let this go, but that didn’t mean he had to make it easy for him.

  “Come on. I’m your brother. You can tell me.”

  “Look, I can’t tell you.”

  “Can’t tell me? What did you sign a nondisclosure?” Brad joked. His smile fell slowly when Nathan stayed quiet. “Are you sleeping with your boss?”

  “Why would you jump to that conclusion? Maybe, it was a prostitute. You don’t know.” Nathan said. Brad narrowed his eyes.

  “I have a strong feeling that you’re the whore in this one.” Brad stated. Nathan looked at him in exasperation.

  “Did you really have to call me a whore?”

  “Just answer the question. Are you sleeping with your boss?” Nathan gave a heavy sigh. He really wasn’t going to get out of this one.

  “It was one time… Well, one and half if you count fi-,”

  “Woah, stop. I don’t want to know what you consider half.” Brad interrupted. He rubbed his face. “Look, man. I just want you to promise me that you aren’t going to get hurt. Remember what happened last time you were sleeping with your boss.”

  “Don’t say last time like it’s happened more than once. Besides, this is different. I was dating that guy.”

  “You thought you were dating him.”

  “Whatever. I was sleeping with him because I liked him. This is more of… Well, a business arrangement.”

  “I'm going back to my statement about you being a whore.”

  “I'm not a whore, jack ass! Look, it was an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up.”

  “Who is it?” Brad stopped for a moment and crossed his arms over his chest.

  “It’s not like you’re going to know him “

  “Then you should have no problem telling me.”

  “You really aren't going to leave this alone, are you?” Nathan asked. Brad shook his head and waited, knowing he’d won. “Fine. It’s Eugene Williams.” Brad rolled his eyes and gave a huff of a laugh.

  “No, seriously, who is it?” Brad asked again. Nathan gave him a strange look. “Come on, you don’t really expect me to believe that.”

  “It’s Eugene Williams. That’s his name.” Nathan stated as he watched his brother try to find his words.

  “Y-you fucked the world’s richest man?”

  “Well, yeah.”

  “Oh my God! What is he like?” Brad asked excitedly.

  “We only did it once. I don’t really think that’s enough to-,”

  “Personality! I’m not asking what he's like in bed, you fucking perv.” Brad snipped. Nathan rolled his eyes.

  “He seems alright. He’s not exactly what I expected.” Nathan crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the sofa they had been moving.

  “That's all? Just not what you expected.”

  “It's only been two weeks.”

  “And you already slept with him?” Brad said getting a glare. “Whore.”

  “Stop calling me a whore!”

  ***

  Nathan walked back into the mansion with a slight limp. Williams was sitting in the chair next to the bookshelf. He glanced up at the other man who had sat down on the ottoman.

  “How'd it go?” he asked looking back down at his book.

  “It was fine until I dropped a bookshelf on my foot.” Nathan stated, looking at the other man. “Are we to the casual touching point yet?”

  “…I guess.” Williams stayed still while Nathan shifted into the oversized seat behind him. His arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him close. “You’re a lot more touchy than I remember.” />
  “You’re just getting to know me.”

  “So, should I expect more of this?” Williams asked. He wasn't complaining. It just shocked him a little.

  “As long as you stay cuddle size.”

  “What exactly is cuddle size?” Williams asked with a small laugh. The arms wrapped a little tighter.

  “You know, it's like little spoon size.” He laid his check on Williams's shoulder. He was so warm. Williams just shook his head and went back to his book. They stayed like that for a long time. “I should probably tell you something.”

  “Hmm?” Williams didn't bother to look up from his book.

  “My brother knows we slept together.” He felt him go rigid in his arms. “Don't get mad. He's not going to tell anyone.”

  “Just to be clear, does he know it's me specifically?”

  “He does.” Nathan flinched when Williams snapped his book shut and looked over his shoulder. “As a side note, he wants to meet you.”

  “Why?!” Williams didn’t understand how this could happen. Nathan had written out his own non disclosure.

  “He wants to start his own business. So, he thinks that you could give him a few pointers.”

  “You know damn well I don't know anything to tell him.”

  “That's why I told him you were very busy and didn't have the time.” Nathan said. Williams groaned and ran a hand over his face.

  “Did you just lay here with me to try to make me less mad?” Williams questioned, suddenly suspicious.

  “No, I can honestly say that those are unrelated.” Williams sighed before settling again. He opened his book, making Nathan wonder what he was thinking. “How mad are you at me?”

  “Ask me again when I'm done reading.” Nathan grimaced.

  “Should I stop holding you now?” He asked.

  “I’d be a little pissed off if you stopped right now.” Nathan shifted closer and kissed the back of his neck. “I didn’t say you could kiss me right now.”

  “Okay, I'll just lay here.”

  “Good boy.” Williams said with a smirk and patted Nathan's arm. Nathan looked at him with wide eyes.

  “D-did you just-“

  “I did. Are you going to do something about it?” Williams asked. He felt Nathan's cheek lean on his shoulder with a quiet grunt.