Rory's eyes burned into the fresh faces staring back at him from across the dinner table. He'd barely touched a single thing on his plate, and not because of his lack of appetite. In fact, he was starved, and from what he could tell, Dillon was a decent cook. No, it had nothing to do with food at all and everything to do with the three men he shared the table with. Dillon's tortured but gentle and kind artist mask was back in place with no sign of the man who had taunted him earlier. As for the other two... Dillon was also right about another thing. Sabastian was doing his all to claim Rin as his... and for good reason. Rory's gaze moved back to Rin. Dark, brown hair was slicked back, giving Rory the first clear view of Rin's face. Somehow, he was even more beautiful than with all the makeup from earlier. Again, he forgot to chew as violet eyes met and held his.
Rin chuckled as he grasped a wondering hand against his upper stomach, sending Sabastian a 'naughty boy' grin before turning his attention back to Rory. "Is dinner not to your tastes? You've barely eaten anything, and here Dillon put in so much extra work for you tonight."
Rory shot Dillon a questioning glance as he forced himself to resume chewing. His eyes didn't stay on Dillon long as the man gave him a forged guilty shrug and went back to his own meal. "Sorry..." he whispered. "It's good..." His eyes involuntarily moved back to Rin. "It's just... You look so different... I didn't expect..." He quickly caught himself and added. "You both do... It's amazing how much the makeup and costumes change you both."
Sabastian narrowed his eyes as he moved closer to Rin and continued trying to grope him under the table. "Indeed... My Rin is magnifique." Sabastian slipped his hand from Rin's grasp and slid it below the table. "Such a unique lover... My Rin." Sabastian slid closer, turning in a way that he could run his leg along Rin's.
Rin simply rolled his eyes, letting his head fall back as a wicked grin curved his lips, revealing perfectly straight, white teeth.
Rory forced himself not to react. He took another long sip of wine to wash down his partially chewed food, feeling his cheeks heat as he did. How long had it been since he'd drunk? He shook his head as he set the glass down. His eyes moved back and forth between the three, and his cheeks heated again. "If you're putting on this show because of me, you can stop. I truly have no interest in any of this." He moved his hands suggestively along where Rin was.
Sabastian snorted. "As if. You've been eye-fucking Rin since you walked through the front doors! It doesn't take much to tell Rin is your type." Sabastian's eyes roved over Rory. "Even if you don't think you're into it now, I can tell by the way you look at Rin, you're at least thinking about it." Sabastian rubbed himself against Rin again possessively.
Rory shrugged. "I admitted already Rin is... attractive... as are the rest of you..." His eyes involuntarily shifted to Dillon before he cleared his throat and continued, a blush creeping up his throat. "And I'll admit, I already have to Mr. Parish, I am also gay... but that doesn't mean I have to fuck every attractive gay man I come in contact with..."
"Gay?" Rin shifted curious eyes between Dillon and Rory before a grin curved his lips. "Yeah... You're only half right, though... we're both bi or maybe pansexual would be the better term." Rin scooted his seat back and tugged Sabastian onto his lap. "Sab here used to be strictly gay, and a bottom at that... Though the bottom part hasn't changed all that much." A smile curved Rin's lips as he slid his hands down and gripped Sabastian's ass cheeks aggressively, causing him to moan as he wiggled against Rin. "I remember a time when the thought of a woman was disgusting to you even..." Rin stuck out his tongue and faked a disgusted gesture. "So... What would you call yourself now, Sab?"
Sabastian moaned as Rin coaxed his ass into a grinding motion. "Yours... your bottom... Your... ah... whatever you want me to be..."
Rin gave him a teasing kiss, tugging at his lower lip as he pulled back. "I know you're my toy... my plaything, but we want to know what you consider your orientation now." Sabastian was nearly panting as he wiggled and moaned in Rin's lap. "Answer me if you want more," Rin said as he dipped his hand lower on his ass cheeks and began nipping and sucking his neck.
"Pan... I'm pan..." Sabastian moaned, gripping Rin's shoulders tightly in anticipation. Sabastian craned his neck to the side, giving Rin better access, all thought of jealousy gone, replaced by a new singular goal.
Rin smiled as he gave him a long, rewarding kiss before turning his attention back to Rory. "What about you, Rory. Have you ever considered whether you're strictly gay or... bi or pan?"
Rory shook his head. "No... not really... I mean... I don't see why this matters..." He swallowed as he watched Rin move one hand around to the front of Sabastian's Jeans and heard the zipper slide down.
Rin's eyes held Rory's as his forearm began to move slowly and with purpose. "Really? What about masc lesbians, trans men, or... gender fluid or non-binary individuals? Have you ever found any of them attractive?"
Rory shrugged. "I... I don't know... I haven't given it much thought..." He grasped his wine glass with trembling hands, unable to take his eyes away from the scene in front of him. His heart began to thud against his chest as Sabastian's moans echoed through the quiet room. He watched in horrified fascination as Sabastian clung to Rin's broad shoulders, pumping his hips greedily into the hand between them. His nervous eyes shifted to Dillon, begging for help, but Dillon simply ate his dinner as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
Rin's violet eyes burned into Rory, locking him in place. "What do you look for in someone? Obviously, looks. You've done a shit job hiding that much. What else? Sex? You seem quite distracted every time you see the slightest interaction between Sab and me." Rin released his hold on Sabastian's ass and leaned forward, not stopping the movements of his other hand as he pushed his plates and drinks to one side. Once he was happy, he finally retracted the hand that had been busy between them, drawing a disappointed groan from Sabastian. It didn't last long as Rin gripped both ass cheeks once again and stood with the smaller man in his arms. Rin's eyes silently dared Rory to look away as he laid Sabastian on the table and roughly tugged off his jeans. Sabastian's cock sprang gleefully up right, his thin hairless body looking like that of a boy instead of the man he was bound to be.
When Rory seemed mortified, Rin grinned wickedly back at him. "What can I say, my appetite has changed..." Rin sat back down and pulled Sabastian's thighs apart, using his grip on them to pull him to the edge of the table, and tossed a leg over each shoulder. Rin followed Rory's trembling gaze. "Seems like you can't decide whether you're turned on or disgusted... but I bet if Dillon were to check right now, you'd be rock hard." He ran a hand over Sabastian's smooth body. "Perfectly waxed. Not a single place you can't lick and suck. Isn't that right, naughty boy?" Sabastian only moaned and wiggled against Rin in response.
Rory swallowed hard as he bit into his lower lip. He pressed his legs together under the table. "You... you're wrong... It's only disgust..."
Rin's grin widened as he shot Dillon a smirk.
Dillon shrugged as he dabbed at the corner of his mouth with a napkin. The sound of the chair scraping across the floor echoed through the room as he lifted from his seat. He rounded the table to where Rory was sitting and pinned him between his arms. He lowered his lips to Rory's ear. "What do you think? Should I check?"
Rory squeezed his eyes tightly shut as he shook his head vigorously.
Dillon shifted his hands onto the chair arms and pulled the chair out, causing more scraping to claw through the silence. His gaze fell to Rory's lap. "I don't think I need to touch it to check... Seems rather telling all on its own, wouldn't you agree?"
Rory stared mortified down at his own lap and the proof of his body's betrayal. He struggled against Dillon's hold as the man slid his hands over his, pinning him in place.
"You really should just give up now. Save yourself the time and trouble." Dillon whispered against Rory's ear.
Rory shook as he struggled against Dillon. "Stop! Just leave me alone! You have each other, right? Just go have your fun together and leave me the hell out of it!"
Rin snickered as he ran his tongue over the meager length of the trembling man on the table. "But we're always open to another. Isn't that right?" Rin asked as he continued to tease Sabastian with his mouth and hands, leaving him trembling and begging in the middle of the table.
"Yes, yes! Please!" Sabastian's watery, pleading eyes moved from Rin to Dillon. "Please... I want more... I need more... autres, autres..."
Rin's seductive grin moved from Sabastian to Dillon as he nodded. "Of course. We'll give you more."
Dillon tightened his hold on Rory's wrists, keeping them pinned to the chair as he leaned down and pressed his lips to his neck. "They have each other, where would that leave me? You should keep me company, yeah?" Rory began struggling harder against Dillon, but Dillon released one hand and caught his face. He pressed his lips against Rory's ear as close as he could. "Just go along with it. I'll do way less to you than Rin, and I'll get you out of this mess as quickly as possible. I'm going to kiss you now... bite me..."
Rory's eyes widened, but he didn't move as Dillon pressed his lips to his. Could he do it? Could he bite someone? Dillon arched a brow before darting his tongue out and licking the swell of Rory's lower lip. "You like this that much?" He muttered. Seeing the shock his words jarred into Rory, he quickly darted his tongue into Rory's mouth and sure enough was met with a bite. Dillon pulled back, clasping his hand over his mouth.
Rin pulled away from the cock he was sucking, confusion written all over his face. "What the fuck?"
"He bit me..." Dillon muttered.
Sabastian groaned, tugging at Rin.
Anger flickered across Rin's face as his gaze moved between Rory and Dillon before turning sweet as he tugged Sabastian into a sitting position. He caressed his face. "I'll give you a night of bliss, but first I have to finish something I started... Dillon will make you feel good for a minute, ok."
Sabastian moaned and muttered his approval as he continued begging in broken English and French.
Dillon waited until Rin was there before releasing his hold on Rory. Rin slid a hand around Rory's upper chest before leaning back and grasping Dillon's chin. Dillon didn't need further prompting; he grinned as he teasingly licked, kissed, and nipped Rin's lips. Rin tilted his head. "There, is the boo boo better?"
Dillon nodded. "Much..."
"I'm... suddenly not hungry..." Rory tested his luck as he pulled against Rin's hold, but found it nearly as strong as Dillon's. Shit!
"Nonsense... Get back here." Rin's grip tightened more as Rory tried to break free.
Rory's gaze shot to Dillon. Embarrassment colored his cheeks as his eyes pleaded with the other man. "Let go... I said I'm not hungry anymore and that I don't want to participate in this!"
"And I said bullshit. You've been half hard since you walked into this house." Rin spun his chair around and bent over his lap, bracing himself on the chair arms. "You were practically salivating in the hallway during the tour. Why not just enjoy your time here until you get caught?" Rin leaned in for a kiss, but Rory turned his head.
His voice broke as he shouted. "NO! I need this job!" Tears burned his eyes as he turned back to Rin and glared up at him. "Are you attractive? YES... Unbelievably so... but that doesn't mean I want to fuck you! Have you considered that? Have any of you considered that not everyone wants to fuck you? Not everyone can just have sex with whoever they want, whenever they want?" The tears began to flood his eyes as some spilled over. "Some of us have been through too much... things people like you are too privileged to even comprehend!"
Rin narrowed his eyes. "Too Privileged? Ha..." He shoved away from the chair. "Now it seems I've suddenly lost my appetite as well." Rin grabbed the bottle of wine from the center of the table and stormed from the room.
Rory sat trembling in the chair as furniture scraped around and doors slammed. He watched in stunned disbelief as Dillon chased after Rin. A scoff from the table and movement forced him to realize he still wasn't alone. He hesitated to turn, watching from vailed lashes as Sabastian slid from the table and slid his jeans back on.
Sabastian shook his head as he turned toward the door Dillon and Rin had gone through. "Look what you've done..."
Rory's mouth dropped open in stunned disbelief. "What I've done?! Was I supposed to sit here and take the harassment? To what extent? Until one of you rapes me?"
Sabastian rolled his eyes. "They would never go that far. The unwilling is no fun..." His eyes roamed over Rory. "And you are a stupid hoe... I'm not mad, though. More for me. If you knew what Rin was really like, you wouldn't want to share either..." He shrugged. "Same with Dillon, though Dillon is more... how you say... cut off emotionally..." He snarled up his nose in distaste. "I don't see what they see in you other than to piss off the father..." He shrugged again as he made his way toward the same door Rin and Dillon had left through. "Oh well... Hopefully it won't be too hard to get Rin's mood good again."
Rory didn't move as he thought over all he'd learned so far and tried to piece together their meanings. Rin had gotten irate the second he'd called him privileged. Looking around this mansion, there were no other words for the person living there... was there? He scrunched his brows. "But then... Why would people like me be hired..." His eyes moved around the elegant dining room once again. It definitely wasn't a room designed with a man in his mid to late twenties.
Rory blew out a sigh as he straightened his clothes and pushed up from the chair. He had a job to do. He may have zoned out during most of the interview earlier, but he was made aware Rin was a difficult person... and his job was to deal with it. His attention moved to the mess left behind on the table, and he began clearing off the mess. I now understand why Mr. Perish pried so much. It's a different circumstance, but I'll have to handle it the same way. If I can handle Mike, then this will be no problem. I simply need to implement the same tactics...
Rory worked out a strategy as he carried the dishes to the kitchen and cleaned up. Once finished, he made his way through the house following the low rumble of laughter echoing throughout. He sighed as he entered the room, his head slightly lowered and his hands fumbling with his shirt hem. He hesitated as the laughter died out and three sets of eyes turned to him.
"Well? Change your mind or here to bring down the mood again?" Rin bit out as he took a generous drink of wine straight from the bottle and pulled Sabastian closer.
Rory frowned as his eyes moved to Dillon, who shook his head slightly. Rory swallowed and forced himself to continue, "I apologize. I realize I didn't properly pay attention during the explanation of the situation here, and you've made that clear. Now, if you'd please forgive me, I would be more than willing to follow your requests and work toward an amicable solution that will satisfy both you and your father." A curt laugh cut through the silence, causing Rory to jerk upright. His eyes locked with violent violet eyes as they glared at him.
"You really didn't hear a single thing he said, did you? What the fuck did you do, fall asleep? Daydream?" Rin pushed Sabastian away as he rose from the couch.
"Rin, don't." Dillon sat forward, reaching for him, but Rin pulled away.
Rin snarled a corner of his lip as he moved forward. "No, I have to know whether this kid is for real or not."
Dillon blew out a heavy sigh. "Obviously, he is."
An almost cruel smile curved Rin's lips. "Even better then... Take a seat, Rory. We have a lot to discuss."