Stages of the moon (bxb)

New moon

The city was buzzing with sound. It was nighttime, and people were going home from their jobs to be with their families and friends. I, however, was just going to work. It was almost 10:00 pm when I got to the building that housed my place of work. The guy behind the counter, whose name was Harry, gave me my outfit: black booty shorts with diamonds on the pockets, and a matching crop top. He then gave me a note that informed me of how long the shift would be. Three hours? No one usually requested three hours. I grumbled before waving to Harry as he was doing something behind the counter. Harry waved back, not really paying attention to me since there was someone behind me in line.

I walked to the staff bathroom and quickly changed into my outfit - or uniform. The crop top exposed my belly button while the shorts exposed the bottom of my butt, which was inconvenient because it was freezing cold in the hotel.

I exited the bathroom with a sigh and walked up the elegant gold and black stairs and into the room I was assigned to. The room was black and blue with yellow stairs on the ceiling, meaning they had chosen the moonlight special. Unusually, the light was on in the room. Customers usually turned it off.

My gaze shifted to a young man around 18 or 19 years old sitting on the black couch, his sapphire eyes following me intently. He motioned me forward calmly.

Well isn't this a bit cliche? Like from a movie or something, I thought.

I pushed the thought away as I closed the door and slowly walked towards him.

I crawled on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. He seemed a bit uncomfortable and tensed up. His muscles were stiff under my fingers. I held back a frown and instead ran my fingers through his hair. He seemed less stiff, but his eyes betrayed his discomfort.

"So, do you have a name?" I asked, staring into his dark blue eyes.

He continued to look right back into mine as if he was searching for something in them.

"Damien," he said after a while, and averted his gaze, staring at the bed.

"Like from South Park?" I said, giggling. My laugh was cut off when he shot me a glare.

I don't know why I thought so, but the look suited him. Like a sultry model, almost.

"What is your name?" Damien inquired in a dark voice.

"Erin," I said, frowning, as I didn't care much for his tone. "Now is there anything I can do for you?"

Damien thought about it before pointing to the center of the room, with his eyes fixed on my shirt.

"Take off your shirt," he replied.

Well look who decided not to be a complete spaz!

I grinned before getting off him slowly and walked to the exact place he pointed at, before grabbing the bottom of the thin fabric and bringing it above and over my head carefully. I dropped the silky fabric on the tidy floor, causing the man before me to stare at my body in a way that made my skin crawl uncomfortably.
 
After a while of uneasy silence on my part, he started to unbutton his shirt in a disinterested fashion. He took it off and walked towards me in somewhat of a stride. As he stalked closer, I got a better view of his body. He had lean muscles that covered his upper body, but they weren't taken to the extreme, like a bodybuilder would. He had a tattoo of a black moon on one of his pecs. I was snapped out of my thoughts by him pulling me into his form.

Damien looked at me intently again, as if something was supposed to happen. I was about to ask why but was interrupted by a sudden drop of temperature in the room. I decided to ignore the sudden change of climate but I then felt a searing pain that sent an electric shock through my body. The pain spread into what seemed to be an object. I tried to push away from his body to stop the searing agony, only for him to tighten his grip. I wanted to shout: 'Let me go!', yet no sound came out of my throat.

In what seemed like hours, but was only five minutes, the burning feeling finally came to a stop. Damien leaned down and kissed my lips while still holding my shaking form, causing an icy feeling to rush through my body, making the rush of heat cease immediately. I pulled away quickly and he finally let me escape from his grasp. His eyes were looking at my side with a look of satisfaction. I scanned my skin until my eyes landed on a circle of a moon just like Damien's, the only difference being that mine was white with hints of grey.

"How did that appear?" I asked, even though it was a rather stupid question.

"Beats me," he shrugged, before walking away."Well, it seems like my time is up. Goodbye."

I stared at him as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. I would have followed if I hadn't spotted a white blur out of the corner of my eye. I turned, walking to the couch slowly, and grabbed the neatly folded paper. Quickly opening it, I read the contents:

"You shouldn't have sex until you're married. Having it before should be considered a sin"

"Okay," I said aloud with a huff. Apparently making money this way is a crime, according to him.

I turned to the bed and plopped down on the soft mattress. I closed my eyes hoping for sleep to come, when the familiar feeling of a temperature change occured. Damien wasn't in the room though, so why was this happening?

Realization of what would happen next hit me just as the familiar feeling of a hot searing pain sent an electric shock through my body...

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