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Sasuke leafed through the thin file. Without looking up he said, ‘I trust I can contact you the usual way next time I need your particular skillset. But for now our business is concluded.’
Suigetsu smiled his toothy smile and tilted his chair back onto two legs. ‘Sooo business over and time for pleasure to begin.’
Sasuke nodded towards the door for Suigetsu to leave his office.
Suigetsu continued to smile, his grin widened if anything. ‘Oh, you do not want me to leave yet. I’ve got news of something much more exciting than the info you asked for. There’s a power bottom in town that you’re going to want to play with. This is a proper power bottom, I mean it this time, boss, no messing around.’
‘Hnnn.’ Sasuke gave the other man a brief glance. ‘The only way you’d know that is if you’d sampled him, and perhaps you remember what happened last time you tried to get off by sharing a lover with me. If it’s somehow slipped your mind, I can remind you.’
Suigetsu laughed, and with credit to his boldness there was only a hint of audible nervousness. ‘That was in another lifetime, when I was young and foolish.’
‘It was eight months ago.’ Sasuke spoke absently, as a section of the information Suigetsu had provided him with caught his attention.
The man was almost annoyingly good. He discovered things that the people involved in had probably successfully obliterated from their memory. When they were teenagers Suigetsu had formed a stupid obsession with finding the world's most perfect pricks (Sasuke had had to be extra alert for a while to avoid a photo of him going into the man's collection), but who could’ve known that his adolescence perversion would continue into adulthood and lead him to become the best hacker/spy/detective Sasuke had ever encountered.
Suigestsu shrugged. ‘Eight months? Like I said, a lifetime ago. I’m so far past that phase it’s unbelievable. Now I survive your constant rejection of my body by being a small part of your sexual life…’
‘You are no part of my sexual life,’ Sasuke interrupted.
‘I know, I know, you don’t have to always remind me. It’s just my tiny fetish that doesn’t harm you at all, in fact it benefits you greatly. You hate wasting your time sifting through trash trying to find someone who is worth your time. And what am I better at than anyone else? Sifting through trash and discovering the gold…if there is any. Where’s that Uchiha logic your family is supposed to be famous for? We’re the perfect match, if you weren’t too proud to admit it.’
Sasuke let Suigetsu talk on. It was in truth a small price for the service he provided and they both knew it. Plus they had had variations of this conversation several times, and several times Sasuke had followed up on Suigetsu’s tips and been very satisfied with the outcome.
However, when Suigestsu began walking around the desk, Sasuke put his hand up in dismissal. ‘Enough. If you’ve found an impressive performer, amuse yourself with him, I’m too busy for distractions.’
‘You’ll be too busy for anything else once you see this distraction.’ Suigetsu dropped a phone on top of Sasuke’s desk.
A scene was already playing. It was a close up of a man’s hips hammering down with incredible speed as he rode an above average sized cock. Sasuke immediately tapped a finger out and paused it. He meant to make it even clearer to Suigetsu that he wasn’t interested in a hook up, but a strange inexplicable twinge had gone through his body when he touched the screen. His finger had by chance touched the curves of the man’s buttocks, but he was surprised that would create any reaction in him. True the man had an enticing ass shape, but Sasuke had touched beautiful men in real life and remained cold to them, why would inadvertently touching no more than an image on a cold screen have a physical effect on him?
He had no answer to his own question. But instead of barking out an icy dismissal, Sasuke commanded, ‘Put it on the laptop. If you’re that desperate to show me something, show me properly.’
Suigetsu’s eyes sparkled.
Sasuke quickly added. ‘I am referring solely to the video clip, not any part of your body.’
With a dramatic sigh Suigetsu typed a couple of things into Sasuke’s laptop, clicked a couple of windows and there was the same bottom riding cock with an insatiable hunger.
‘See what I mean?’ Suigetsu said. ‘You ever seen that much energy before? This is the only film he’s done, I think it’s an advert for his escort service. He’s in high demand, booked up for months, but I know you’d be able to get an appointment.’
Sasuke gazed fire at Suigetsu. Why was the man wasting his time like this, Suigetsu was well aware that Sasuke did not go near whores.
Then the camera panned out to show the whole man. His body was toned tanned muscles, a tattoo on his stomach, hair that was yellow, not blonde, but yellow, with his head and pubes both matching in that bright shade. But it was the face that made Sasuke bite his lip. The man had big blue eyes that looked wide and happy and genuine. Something deep inside Sasuke actually ached at the thought of those eyes gazing down at him as they made love.
Sasuke immediately corrected himself, when they fucked. What the hell was an archaic phrase such as ‘made love’ doing in his mind at all, especially when appraising someone who sold their body? Reminding himself that he was watching a prostitute who Suigetsu was recommending to him, made the inexplicable ache disappear. This yellow haired man obviously was skilled enough that he could act with his face as well as please with his body. When Sasuke met with him, he’d ensure it was clear that he wasn’t some pathetic creature who needed his ego rubbed with the pretence that the hooker was his friend. Obviously the man would enjoy their encounter, but they were fucking not becoming buddies who smiled at each other as if they’d known each other their whole lives. That ache returned as Sasuke’s gaze was drawn again to the way the yellowhead smiled down at his partner whose head was still out of shot.
Sasuke clicked the image away.
Suigetsu’s grin disappeared, he sighed dramatically. ‘I was really sure that you’d want this one, I’ve never seen someone who could fuck so hard. Guess I don’t know your tastes as well as I thought.’ The man finally traipsed across the room.
Suigetsu was halfway through the door before Sasuke said in a quiet but authoritative voice, ‘Get me a date.’