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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 1 year ago

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A Christmas Miracle

Note: merry second crisis day

Warnings: 18+!!! smut/angst/fluff. mention of physical assault and blood.

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x Escort!reader (f)

summary: A new client just before the holidays changed everything for you.

wordcount: 8k

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Sihtric threw his phone next to him on his couch, after scrolling for twenty minutes straight before he finally made a choice. He groaned and dragged his hands down over his face in embarrassment at the fact it had gotten to this point. He felt his cheeks heat up at the realisation of what he just had done, and regret kicked in immediately.

He reached into the backpocket of his black, formal trousers and took out his wallet, which he threw next to his phone. He then loosened his black tie, unbuttoned the first three buttons of his white blouse and rolled up the sleeves to his elbows. He sat back with his arms spread across the backrest of his couch, as he stared up at the ceiling while he kicked off his black Oxford shoes, and shoved them under the white salon table in front of him. He then raked his tattooed fingers through his dark, wild and loose shoulder length hair and he slowly let out a sharp exhale.

He had been deprived of sex for months on end, or any form of physical touch for that matter, and he couldn't even really recall the last time he had been intimate with someone. He had tried getting into the dating scene, but he was either stood up or it was him who simply wanted to leave as fast as possible and go home again. As soon as word got out during a date that Sihtric was a lawyer, he could practically see the money signs in the eyes of those he had a drink with, and he was tired of it. He was tired of dating in general, and even though he felt lonely at times, he'd rather be single than go on one more disastrous date. But he still had needs and desires and, as a lawyer, it wasn't really a good look to make a profile on a dating app just for sex. So it had come to this; he had just booked an escort for the first time in his life, after another rough day at work.

Sihtric didn't think there was anything wrong with paying for sex, he just never thought he'd ever be one of those people who turned to it as a last resort for intimacy. He had successfully represented several escorts as a lawyer, and Sihtric knew very well that he didn't quite fit the profile of an escort's client, and he just felt pathetic right now. He hoped that for some reason his booking would be declined, as he thought the escort he booked was way too beautiful in the first place, and he just wanted to save himself from having an awkward night. But it seemed that it was already too late when Sihtric checked his phone again and saw he had received a confirmation text, which said the escort would be at his place in half an hour.

'Fuck,' he groaned and buried his face in his hands again, while he anxiously awaited your arrival.

You walked through the hallway on the tenth floor of a fancy apartment building just outside of the city centre. The clicking sound of your black heels echoed as you closed in on door number 254. The building itself looked way nicer than most places you've been booked at, but you also knew that those so-called rich people often have weird fetishes, so you were prepared to set your boundaries immediately or charge more. You expected an older man to have booked your services, as you usually found those types of men in fancy places like this, so when a young, handsome man opened the door you had just knocked on, a smile settled on your face with a sigh of relief.

'Well, ain't that a pleasant surprise,' you purred as you looked at him from head to toe.

'Oh, eh, c-come in,' the man chuckled and blushed as he held the door open for you.

You walked past him and looked up into his eyes, finding they are beautifully mismatched and accompanied by a few scars on his handsome face. His hair was wild and loose while his white blouse was half unbuttoned. He still wore his belt, but no shoes, which told you that he hadn't been home for a long time yet, and you quickly glanced around the apartment. It was spacious and rather cosy. You saw a large flatscreen tv on a white wall, a nice salon table on a grey faux fur rug, two black couches, a fireplace and an open kitchen with a small dining table. You figured he lived alone and there was no sign of a girlfriend or wife anywhere, which made you feel relieved again, as you hated to be a homewrecker after being the cause of several divorces already in your escort career.

'So,' you smiled and turned, 'what's your name, handsome?'

'It's, eh, S-Sihtric,' he blushed and bit down on his lip and he stepped slowly towards you.

He already knew your name as he had booked you, so instead of introducing yourself you stepped closer and ran your fingers over his clothed torso. His breath hitched in his throat as he was stunned by your beauty.

'Tell me, Sihtric,' you breathed, 'do you know the rules?'

'I,' he cleared his throat and nervously scratched the back of his neck, 'I guess. This is my… first time with an escort, actually.'

'I figured,' you chuckled and looked him up and down again, 'I'm surprised I'm here in the first place. But I will tell you the rules just to make sure we're clear on those,' you took his hand and slowly pulled him with you, to the centre of his living room, 'no kissing and no anal. I'm sorry, honey, I don't do that. I also won't allow biting or spanking, or basically anything that leaves a mark on me. And we always use condoms and lube, is that clear, handsome?' you smiled.

'Mhm,' Sihtric hummed as he stared at you with big eyes.

'Sihtric,' you whispered and leaned in, both hands resting on his muscular chest as you looked up at him, 'I need you to use your words with me, honey. Do you understand the rules?'

'Y-yes, miss,' he stammered.

'Miss,' you giggled and stepped back as you slowly undid your long jacket, revealing your pink see through dress and the black lingerie underneath.

'Now tell me, pretty boy, where do you want me?' you asked and dropped your jacket on the floor, next to your purse.

'I, eh, I- I… h-here?' Sihtric pointed to his couch, 'or… m-my bed?' he half asked.

'Relax,' you reassured him and stepped closer again, massaging his broad shoulders slowly, 'just tell me where you want us, bad boy,' you purred and winked.

Sihtric inhaled sharply and took your hands to guide you over to his couch.

'Here?' he asked with a little uncertainty.

'Sure,' you smiled and slowly unbuttoned the rest of his blouse.

'Eh,' he suddenly interrupted, 'do you want a drink or… something to eat first?'

'Oh,' you laughed softly and bit down on your lip, 'no, thank you, sweetheart.'

You smiled at him and had so many questions. How was a man as handsome as him single, and even so, why on earth did he have to turn to the services of an escort? There was no way women wouldn't be throwing themselves at him if he'd go to a bar. He was incredibly good looking, sexy even and charming. You were good at picking up someone's energy right away, and he gave you the sweetest and kindest vibes. You sensed hints of loyalty and respect, those two energies were not common to feel around people you provided with your services. You were often a one night mistress to married men who were sick of their wives, or you were simply seen as a toy. Both were just as horrible to you. But beside Sihtric being handsome and giving you all the right energies, he seemed wealthy but modest, another thing many ladies would simply kill for. And for a split second you hoped he wasn't a serial killer.

Sihtric stared at you, completely in awe and overwhelmed by your beauty and comforting aura, that he could only watch your every move as if he was enchanted. The way your fingers worked his buttons and how you would occasionally glance up at him with a soft smile made him relaxed and nervous at the same time. You were too beautiful for this kind of work, Sihtric thought, and it wasn't fair.

'Now,' you husked and trailed your fingers lightly down his chest, to his belt, which you smoothly unclasped and then worked the button of his trousers, 'tell me how you like it,' you said as you rubbed his hardening bulge.

'Eh,' Sihtric chuckled and shrugged, 'from… behind?'

He would've loved to just look at you while doing the deed, but he also felt it might have been weird, as that would make it suddenly very intimate. And there was nothing romantic about hiring an escort, he knew. You agreed with his chosen position and took off your thin dress, then knelt down on his couch and placed your hands on the backrest.

'You better have lube and a condom ready,' you reminded him, to which Sihtric quickly nodded and reached into the drawer of the salon table behind him.

You relaxed yourself and mentally prepared for who knows how long of intercourse was waiting for you, and you just hoped he wasn't terrible at it.

'You're not a virgin, are you?' you asked and looked back over your shoulder while he prepared himself.

'What? No,' Sihtric laughed, 'I am not, lady. I know what I'm doing, don't worry.'

'Okay, good,' you chuckled.

'Why do you ask?'

'I would've needed a different approach if this was your first time, to make it pleasurable for me too.'

'That sounds fair,' Sihtric smiled behind you and carefully placed one hand on your hip as he lined himself up.

You felt yourself melt at his warm, gentle touch, and you had no idea why. A client never had this effect on you before, but you just blamed it on him being kind and rather shy at first. But you were glad he seemed to loosen up gradually. You felt the tip of his twitching cock tease your folds and you wiggled slightly into a more comfortable position. And when the pretty boy slowly pushed his length inside you, you gasped and your hands gripped at the couch.

'Oh,' you chuckled with another gasp, 'you're a big boy, huh?'

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed and laughed softly as he eased you into it, slowly stretching you up as he placed his free hand on your other hip, and he held you in a firm but pleasant grip.

You couldn't help but smile and bite down on your lip as he started to thrust into you. Slowly at first, but he quickly picked up his pace, and before you knew it the seemingly shy man was fucking you relentlessly from behind like a beast. His hands squeezed your flesh pleasantly while his hips snapped against yours, and you didn't even have to fake your moans this time as you felt his hand trail down to your core.

'Oh, fuck,' you breathed as he stimulated you with his rough fingers, something none of your other clients had ever done before, and you could barely grasp that awfully pleasant sensation you were overwhelmed with. 'Fuck, right there!' you moaned while he rutted against you, his deep moans and heavy growls filled the air along with your gasps and cries. 'Oh, god, yes,' you whined as you felt yourself being dumbed down on his couch.

You leaned over his backrest, your face buried in your arms as you tried your best to not finish before he did.

'Yeah, you like that?' Sihtric rasped and threw his head back when he felt your walls clench around him.

'Mhm, fucking me so good, bad boy,' you murmured with a smile and felt his pace become sloppy and unsteady. 'Come on, give it to me,' you breathed, and then as you felt his release when he came with a heavy grunt, your legs trembled as you reached your own unexpected climax. Sihtric stilled inside you as your heavy breaths still filled the room, and he slowly pulled out after a short moment.

'You okay?' he asked out of breath, and placed one hand politely on your waist, 'you good?'

'Huh? Oh, yeah,' you chuckled and tried to catch your breath, 'you?'

'Yeah, yeah,' Sihtric panted, 'I eh… here,' he said and grabbed your dress and jacket off the floor, which he placed on the couch next to you. 'I'm going to, eh, clean myself up, okay? Do you need anything?'

'I'm good, you do you, honey,' you smiled and carefully turned to sit down on his couch, while Sihtric went into his bathroom.

You were quick to cover yourself up again and sat back with your jacket on, your mind still reeling from the best sex you've had in… years. Several minutes later Sihtric came out of the bathroom, wearing just his black trousers, and you finally got a full good look at him without his blouse. You were impressed by his physique and his numerous scars. But what amused you even more was how he went from his shy demeanour to an absolute beast, only to now smile rather shyly at you again as he approached you.

'You, eh, want to take a shower or something?' he asked and sat down next to you, but not too close.

'Oh, that's very sweet,' you smiled, 'but I always shower back home, thank you.'

'Okay, eh… a drink maybe?'

'I have my own water bottle,' you pointed to your bag, 'thank you.'

You both sat in silence for a few long seconds, then Sihtric grabbed his wallet off the table and cleared his throat.

'It was two hundred twenty, right?' he asked as he took out a stack of bills.

'Two hundred is fine.'

'No,' Sihtric chuckled, 'I'm pretty sure it was two hundred twenty. Here.'

He pushed several bills in your hand and you thanked him, after which you got up and Sihtric walked you to his door.

'So,' he said quietly, 'well, eh, you be careful, okay?'

'I will,' you smiled, 'you be good, handsome.'

'I will,' Sihtric chuckled, and he reluctantly closed his door after he watched you walk down the hallway, to the elevator.

You got in your car and counted the bills you had quickly shoved in your purse before you left the handsome man, and you gasped when you realised he had given you two hundred fifty. Usually you'd take the money and run, but you weren't sure if he had made a mistake and you didn't want to rip him off, as you had genuinely enjoyed your time with him. After some contemplating you texted him as his number was still in your bookings.

You: hey, are you aware you overpaid?

It didn't take long before your phone buzzed, and you couldn't help but smile.

Sihtric: yes, lady. Consider the thirty extra as a tip for the holidays.

You: oh, well, thank you. You're very sweet, Sihtric. Happy holidays, handsome x

Sihtric: thank you too. And so are you. Happy holidays, Miss x

A few days passed since your pleasant encounter with Sihtric had happened, and you found yourself not being able to forget about him. You had even looked him up on social media, and even though his profiles were rather closed off, you could see a few of his photos and you truly wondered why he was single. He seemed to be a complete package; handsome, funny, smart, rather wealthy and very sweet. You hated how a client got stuck in your head like that, but there wasn't much you could do. You probably missed him the most when you provided your services to a different client, who simply didn't treat you the way Sihtric had. But you also couldn't help thinking of him at the most random times, and you sometimes simply just wondered how he was doing. And, as you still felt rather bad about the fact that he had overpaid, you decided to text him.

You: hi, I still feel really bad that you overpaid and I just want to say that if you ever decide to book me again I will take that amount off that price. I usually don't see the same client twice, but I'll make an exception this time if you would ever want to book me again.

You hit send and went about your day and, as Christmas was approaching, you decided to do some shopping in order to treat yourself. And just as you were trying on your brand new lingerie at home late at night, you received a booking message. You recognised it as Sihtric's number, and you couldn't help but feel excited that he had booked you for tomorrow night; the day before Christmas eve.

And when the next evening arrived, you had dressed up your prettiest and used your nicest perfume. You wore red heels, red and white coloured stockings, red lingerie and a short, sexy Christmas dress underneath your long jacket. You knocked on his door and bit down a smile as you waited for him to open up. And there he was, looking even more handsome than he had done a few days ago, which you didn't even think was possible. His long hair was tied back in a bun and he was wearing black sweatpants and a black shirt, which showed off his biceps.

'Hey,' Sihtric smiled, way more confident than last time.

'Hey yourself,' you said with a cheeky smile.

Sihtric let you into his apartment and he offered you a drink, which you again politely declined. You took off your coat, and Sihtric struggled to keep his jaw from dropping when he saw your Santa-ish outfit, to which you smiled proudly.

'You like what you see, handsome?' you purred as you took his hand to pull him closer.

'I definitely do,' he smiled and circled one arm around you, then cupped your cheek and kissed your lips without thinking, but he immediately pulled back when he felt you freeze at the sudden gesture.

'Fuck,' he hissed and stepped away, 'I'm… I'm so sorry,' he stammered, 'I know you don't… k-kiss. I'm sorry,' he blushed and buried his face in his hands.

You stared at him, your cheeks just as flushed as his and you took his hands, pulling them away from his face.

'Don't worry,' you whispered as you pulled him back towards you, 'it's okay.'

Sihtric looked down into your eyes, slightly confused and embarrassed. He seemed conflicted about what to do next, so you decided to help him out. You placed your hands on his neck, feeling his fast heartbeat underneath your palm, and you pulled his lips back to yours. Sihtric initially hesitated, but he soon gave in to his desire. He wrapped both of his strong arms around you and deepened the slow, passionate kiss.

You trailed your hands down his body and slowly pushed up his shirt and took it off. You threw it on the floor and giggled when Sihtric picked you up in his arms and kissed you again, as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Sihtric hummed and you felt him smile against your lips while he walked you over to his couch, where he lowered you down on the seat and sat down next to you. He then swiftly pulled you on his lap, and you straddled him as your lips eagerly found his again. You teased him with your tongue, flicking it against his lips and licking into his mouth whenever he parted his lips ever so slightly, earning soft moans from him as you did. His big, warm hands moved up your thighs, under the skirt of your dress and he squeezed your flesh while you felt his arousal press against your soaked panties. No client had ever made you this wet and you wanted to take your time with him, you wanted to enjoy him.

You slowly pulled his sweatpants down and gave him a painstakingly slow striptease as you slipped out of your dress, wearing nothing but your red heels, the candy cane coloured stockings, a red thong and matching bra on top.

'I see Christmas came early,' Sihtric husked as his hands roamed over your body before he pulled you back onto his lap, and he smiled at you with heavy lidded and dazed eyes.

'You better not come early,' you purred while pulling out his hair tie, and you raked your fingers through his loose, wavy hair.

'I can't promise anything, miss,' he said, making you both laugh softly before he wrapped his arms around you and flipped you over on your back, 'but I'll try to make it last,' he smiled and delved his tongue inside your mouth again after he had grabbed the condom package and lube off the table.

You both took your time, exploring each other's bodies with your hands and lips until you finally felt his hard, throbbing length inside you. And during the hot and incredibly slow sex you had, you both still managed to fall off his couch and, after laughing with each other, you simply continued on his faux fur rug, until you both finished well over an hour later.

'Fifty is fine,' you said when Sihtric grabbed his wallet off the table.

'What?' he looked up at you while you wrapped yourself in your long jacket, 'no, no,' he said and shook his head as he sat on his couch, shirtless, wearing just his sweatpants.

'Sihtric,' you said sweetly and took his hand, stopping him from pulling out more bills from his wallet, 'you're a pleasant client. You're respectful and, well,' you chuckled, 'you let me finish too. Unlike anyone else. Fifty is fine, really.'

'But-'

'I won't accept more than fifty this time.'

Sihtric sighed, then reluctantly underpaid you for your services. You thanked him and sat down on the couch next to him while you shoved the money in your purse.

'Why are you single?' you suddenly blurted out, 'I... I'm sorry,' you said quickly, 'that was uncalled for.'

'It's okay,' Sihtric said and he blushed lightly, 'it's, eh… I don't know. Partly trust issues, partly just not good at dating I suppose.'

'Sorry to hear,' you said.

'It's fine,' he smiled sweetly, but a hint of sadness was visible in his eyes, and he looked away before you could notice, he hoped.

'So, what do you do for a living?' you then asked as you put your heels back on, 'if you don't mind me asking.'

Sihtric cleared his throat and raked his hands through his hair as he watched you.

'I'm a lawyer.'

'What?' you sat up and looked at him, 'really?'

'Mhm,' he hummed, 'you don't believe me?'

'No, I do,' you chuckled, 'but you just don't look like a lawyer, I guess.'

Sihtric smiled and tilted his head playfully to the side as he looked at you.

'What do I look like then?'

'Oh, I don't you,' you felt your cheeks heat up as you sat back, 'you're just too… you know, handsome and too rough looking for a typical lawyer.'

'Both often work in my favour, miss,' he winked with a sly smile, 'now, you tell me why you never accept the same client twice?'

'Well,' you sighed, 'it's mainly because most clients are not very pleasant, so it's a good way to not have to return to them. But it's also a way to stay clear of developing any feelings, you know?'

'But you accepted me?'

'Yeah, I felt guilty for taking your money last time as you overpaid,' you half lied.

'That's the only reason you came back?' his tone was playfully again as he leaned in, 'hm?'

'Oh, stop it,' you giggled and felt yourself blush again as you nudged his shoulder.

Sihtric stared at you with a soft smile, which slowly fell as he became serious again.

'Do you have more clients tonight?'

'Unfortunately,' you mumbled, 'so, I, eh,' you cleared your throat, 'I should get going, really.'

You got up and Sihtric was quick to follow and walk you to his door. You smiled at him as you walked out the door, but stopped and turned when he softly called your name.

'Hm?' you hummed as you looked at him.

'Just,' Sihtric mumbled and took your hand, 'be careful, okay?' he said and stroked your hand with his thumb.

'I will,' you smiled, while you felt your feet become heavy as you knew you had to step away from him. 'You be good,' you almost whispered.

'I will,' Sihtric smiled weakly, and he suddenly stepped in as you wanted to step away.

He cupped your cheek while he pressed a kiss onto your other, and he slowly trailed his fingers down your face, to your neck, his touch lingering before you reluctantly stepped away. You turned and walked down the hallway, to the elevator, not being able to look back over your shoulder as you were desperately trying to fight the tears that had welled up in your eyes.

You lied to yourself that it was simply the dark days getting at you and making you emotional, but deep down you knew it was something else. Something worse.

It was Christmas day, late afternoon. You initially weren't going to take any bookings today, but as you had no family to celebrate the festivity with, you had nothing better to do anyway. You only had one booking just before midnight with a new client it seemed, but you soon received another booking and recognised Sihtric's number. You smiled at the thought of seeing him again and you wasted no time getting ready. He had booked you for eight in the evening, and a little before the booked time you knocked on his door.

He opened the door, looking dashing as always. His hair was braided and he wore those black sweatpants again and no shirt this time, much to your delight, and you smiled at him immediately.

'Miss,' Sihtric chuckled when he saw your beaming smile, and he smiled just as widely when leaned in to kiss your cheek.

You allowed his strong arms around you and wrapped your arms around his neck as you sunk into his warm, safe embrace.

'Sir,' you whispered, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

'Merry Christmas, pretty lady,' Sihtric murmured as he held you tightly.

'Merry Christmas, bad boy,' you giggled and inhaled his pleasant scent, then stepped back and followed him inside as he held your hand.

'I have to say I'm surprised you're not not wearing that Christmas dress again,' he joked after you had taken off your jacket, showing off a simple little black dress.

'It's still in the laundry,' you confessed and laughed, 'I've been too lazy to do my laundry'

'Yeah, I know what that's like,' Sihtric chuckled, 'so, I know you always decline, but I'll ask anyway,' he said, 'do you want a drink?'

'You know what,' you smiled, 'yes.'

Sihtric furrowed his brow and smiled too, 'Really?'

'Yes,' you said, 'but just some water.'

'Then just some water it is,' he said and grabbed two glasses.

You sat down on his already familiar couch and felt almost scarily comfortable. You knew it was a bad sign, and you knew you should've declined his booking, but you just couldn't ignore him nor the way you felt around him.

'One water for the lady,' Sihtric smiled as he handed you your drink, and he sat down next to you.

'Thank you, kind sir,' you taunted before you both clinked your glasses together and took a sip. 'Are you not spending the holidays with your family?' you asked and placed your glass on the table.

'I don't really have any family,' he said, 'and I didn't want to barge in on my friends and their families,' he shrugged, 'so I usually spend it alone.'

'And you don't even decorate,' you said as you looked around his place, 'why?'

'Too much effort I guess, and no one who gets to enjoy it with me.'

'Well, I'm here,' you chuckled, 'I should've brought a mistletoe,' you grinned and batted your eyelashes.

'Perhaps,' Sihtric smiled as he faced you, his chin propped up on his hand as he leaned his elbow on the backrest of his couch, 'but hey, at least I've lit a few candles and the fireplace.'

'That you did do,' you smiled, 'and I like it. It's cosy.'

'Good,' he said, and trailed his fingers over your cheek, 'because I really only did it for you.'

'I appreciate that,' you whispered as you both leaned in, 'you're very sweet for wanting to make it nice for me too.'

Sihtric gently took your chin and brushed his lips over yours. 'Of course,' he murmured against your lips, 'of course I want you to have a good time too.'

Your eyes darted over his face, anticipating the feeling of his lips pressed onto yours, but he took his time and nuzzled your nose softly as he hummed with a smile. And you simply couldn't hold back anymore and you cupped his cheeks. You pulled him closer and captured him in a deep, passionate kiss. Your hands moved over his muscular torso, and you pushed him to sit back, then climbed on his lap. You slowly grinded your hips against his as you continued to kiss him, and you felt his hands moved up your thighs. You expected him to push up the skirt of your dress again, like the other nights, but he didn't. Instead, he suddenly broke the kiss and sighed as he rubbed his face with one hand, while he kept his other hand placed on your thigh.

'I- I'm sorry,' Sihtric groaned, 'I just… I thought I wanted this, but… and I do. I do want this, I want you,' he stammered, 'but I just… this is a mistake. I had a bad day, I- I'm not in the right headspace, I think. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm just wasting your time. I promise I will still pay you-'

'Stop, stop,' you hushed him and took his face, 'it's fine, don't worry. We don't have to do anything you don't want to. We don't have to do anything sexual at all.'

You continued to straddle him and slowly massaged his broad shoulders, and he leaned his head back on the couch, then he closed his eyes as he clenched his jaw.

'Do you want to talk about it, handsome?' you whispered compassionately.

'I don't want to waste your time,' Sihtric said, almost ashamed, 'I'll just pay you and then you can, you know… go, I guess. I won't keep you here, I won't waste your time.'

'You're not wasting my time,' you said firmly, 'and I'd rather be here then with… with someone else,' you took his chin and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, and then to his cheek before you sat back and held his hands, 'you can talk to me, honey.'

Sihtric hesitantly told you about his day at the courthouse, about how he desperately needs help and is drowning in work. You listened to every word he said and ended up talking for hours, eventually cuddled up in front of his fireplace as you enjoyed some tea while you were wrapped in a blanket together.

'So… why are you doing this?' Sihtric suddenly asked after a while, 'this job, I mean.'

'God,' you sighed, 'I just rolled into it I guess, years ago. It's not great but it's not horrible either. It's quick money, you know? But believe me I've tried to get out of this, but no one wants to hire me once they find out about my job history,' you shrugged and looked at him, 'why do you ask?'

Sihtric looked at you and gently took your chin, slowly rubbing his thumb over your cheek before he spoke softly.

'I just think you're too special.'

You swallowed hard and fought the tears you felt prickle in your eyes, and you quickly buried your face in his chest as you wrapped your arms around his waist.

'I think you're special too,' you whispered, to which Sihtric hummed and smiled, and kissed the top of your head while he held you in his arms.

You felt safe and comfortable in his embrace for a while, until you checked the time and nearly jumped up.

'I'm sorry,' you said, 'I have one more booking today, I… I have to go.'

'Oh,' Sihtric said, a little bewildered, 'yeah, eh, of course.'

The air felt tense as you quietly slipped on your jacket while Sihtric reached for his wallet.

'Don't-' you stopped him and took his hand.

'Here,' he said and pushed the money in your palm.

'No, Sihtric-'

'I've wasted your time.'

'You haven't,' you disagreed and held your hand out to him, not wanting his money.

'I have,' Sihtric whispered and gently pushed your hand away as he stepped closer and leaned his forehead against yours, 'I have wasted it.'

'You're not wasting my time,' you whispered as you felt his arms circle around you, and you placed your hands on his chest, 'I… I like it here, with you,' you whispered.

'Stay,' he breathed, 'just stay with me.'

'I want to,' you sniffled.

'Then stay,' Sihtric whispered as his hands tugged at your jacket wherever he could, to keep you close, 'just tonight. Stay here with me, in my arms,' he almost pleaded, and his lips captured yours in a desperate, longing kiss.

'I can't,' you nearly cried after you unwillingly broke the kiss.

'I know,' Sihtric sighed, 'I understand.'

'I'm sorry,' your voice trembled, and before you could speak again, his lips were locked with yours for another long lasting kiss, which was once again a struggle to break.

'Just be careful,' he whispered and stole another quick kiss.

You groaned softly and took a step back, feeling overwhelmed by the awful, bittersweet feeling of butterflies in your stomach, and you closed your eyes while you desperately tried to ignore the feelings he gave you.

'Fuck, I'm in so much trouble,' you whispered under your breath.

'Hm?' Sihtric hummed and pulled you back in for another kiss.

'Sihtric,' you breathed, 'you're… you're the sweetest guy I've ever met.'

You leaned in for another kiss. And just when you wanted to give in and stay, to stay with the man whom you had seemed to have fallen head over heels for, your phone rang as a reminder was sent about your next booking.

'I have to go,' you sniffled, 'I'm sorry.'

'I know,' Sihtric said and kissed your forehead, 'just let me know you're safe, okay?'

'I will.'

'Promise?'

'I promise.'

You: I'm home

Sihtric grabbed his phone and sighed relieved when he saw your message on his screen, a few hours after you had left his house.

Sihtric: are you okay? you safe?

He stared at his phone, waiting for your reply, but he noticed a slow and uneasy feeling creeping up on him, and he grew anxious when you took a long time to respond.

Sihtric: are you okay, darling?

You: can I call you?

Sihtric furrowed his brow at your question, and for some unknown reason his stomach turned as he replied.

Sihtric: call me? Of course, but are you sure you want to do that? I'm just… you know, a client I guess?

You: I just want to hear your voice

The lawyer immediately picked up when you rang, and he sat up in bed when he heard you sniffle on the other side of the line.

'Hey, are you okay?'

'Yeah,' you lied and sniffled again.

'Darling, what's- what's wrong?' he asked, concern laced his voice while he felt his heart pounding out of his chest, 'did… did something happen?'

'It… it was my ex,' you said with a soft sob, 'he booked me. I didn't know it was him. Once I was there I couldn't… I can't refuse a booking just a few minutes before the scheduled time, it will give me a bad rating and possibly make me lose my income,' you explained.

'What happened?' Sihtric asked while he anxiously paced around his bedroom, 'did he hurt you? Did someone hurt you?'

'I should've stayed with you,' you cried, 'I'm- I'm sorry,' you continued almost inaudibly, 'c-can you come o-over?'

Sihtric froze and he mindlessly grabbed at his chest, feeling dizzy at the speed of his heartbeat as the thought of you being hurt kept racing in his head.

'Of course,' Sihtric's voice trembled, 'of course, baby. Text me your address.'

Sihtric quickly got dressed in some red sweatpants and a black hoodie while you texted your details. He grabbed his keys off the cabinet at the door and almost ran towards the elevator, where he impatiently pressed the button multiple times when he felt it took too long for the elevator to come up to his floor.

'Come on,' he huffed and compulsively bit down on his lower lip as he waited.

When he was finally in his car, on his way to you, he had his fists clenched around his steering wheel, his knuckles white, while he gritted his teeth with a clenched jaw and breathed sharply in and out through his nose. Countless thoughts occupied his mind on the drive over, and none of them made him feel any better.

He pulled up your driveway with squeaking tires, jumped out of his car and jogged up to your door. And it only took seconds for you to answer after he had knocked.

'Sihtric,' you sniffled with puffy eyes, and you launched yourself into his arms before he could even take in your appearance.

He held you tight as you both didn't speak, and you finally felt safe again with his arms wrapped around you. It was only when you finally took his hand and led him inside your dimly lit living room that he noticed the large, fresh bruise on your cheek, to which Sihtric exhaled sharply and clenched his jaw while he held your chin.

'Sweetheart,' he whispered with a hint of pain in his voice and eyes, and he pulled you in his arms again, 'did he force you-'

'No,' you sniffled, 'no he didn't… h-he tried to, by beating me. But I- I eventually managed to grab my purse and I pepper sprayed him,' you snorted through your tears, and Sihtric couldn't help but chuckle too as he fought his own tears.

'Good girl,' Sihtric whispered with a soft, proud smile.

You squeezed him in your arms, as if afraid he would disappear into thin air, but instead of leaving you, he walked you over to your couch and pulled you on his lap, and he held you tightly in his arms again.

'I'm sorry I called you o-over,' you sniffled in his neck, 'I just… y-you make me feel safe and I have no one else-,' you choked up before you could finish your sentence.

'Shh,' Sihtric hushed you and kissed your hair, 'you're safe. I'm here. I promise no one will ever lay a finger on you again.'

You held him even tighter as you let your tears run freely, and Sihtric slowly trailed his fingers through your hair as he held you pressed against his chest.

'My darling,' he whispered, and to those words you broke down even further.

'Hey,' Sihtric whispered after a long moment as you still cried, 'what's your favourite food?'

'What?' you sobbed, confused, 'T-Thai.'

'Thai?' Hm… good choice,' he said, and slowly exhaled, 'what's your favourite colour?'

You scoffed, once again confused as you sniffled, but you answered regardless.

'Blue, I guess,' you mumbled.

'Really? I didn't expect that,' Sihtric chuckled softly as he continued to keep you locked in his arms, 'favourite animal?'

Sihtric wiped your tears with the sleeve of his black hoodie when you looked up at him with a puzzled look in your eyes.

'I… I like dogs,' you mumbled.

'I see,' he said, 'I'm a cat person.'

'Oh,' you chuckled and sniffled, 'well, I- I like cats too.'

'You do?' Sihtric smiled as he looked at you, 'so…what do you think we should name our future cat?'

'What?' you laughed softly, 'I… I don't know. What would you name it?'

'Hmmm… something cheesy. Probably something like Whiskers.'

'Whiskers?' you smiled as your tears finally stopped rolling, 'I like Whiskers,' you mumbled.

'Well,' Sihtric smiled sweetly and carefully wiped the mascara stains off your reddened cheeks, 'then I guess we named our future fur baby already.'

You smiled at him and broke into a sudden, soft laughter, to which he smiled and wrapped his arms around you again to pull you in for another hug.

'Feeling a little better?' he asked.

'Yeah, but… I just… I feel so disgusting.'

'Did you shower or bathe?'

'No,' you sniffled, 'I've had no energy… everything hurts.'

Sihtric gave you a concerned and pained look, 'Let me take care of you, love,' he said, and helped you up the stairs to your bathroom after you accepted his help.

He ran a bath for you while you stood in front of your bathroom mirror, where he carefully took off your black dress as you began to weep and tremble quietly again. Sihtric stopped breathing at the reveal of your bruised and battered back, and he clenched his jaw as he took in the sight of the marks your ex had just left you. He slowly trailed his hands over your bare arms and he softly kissed your bruised shoulders. He then kissed down your bruised back, desperately wanting to kiss each of your bruises away and heal you, but he knew he couldn't work a magic like that. He still gently trailed his lips over your skin, soothing your pain, before he got back up and carefully hugged you from behind as he looked at you in the mirror.

'You're like a Christmas miracle,' you cried softly.

'Tell me his name, darling,' Sihtric whispered in your ear as he kept his eyes locked with yours, 'I'll take care of him.'

'No,' you shook your head, 'I don't want you to get into any trouble.'

'I won't,' he said, 'I'm a lawyer, I know people. I can get rid of him for you and no one will ever know.'

'Siht,' you sniffled, 'no… I just… I just want to forget about all of this.'

Sihtric nodded quietly and helped you to safely step into your bathtub. He knelt down beside the tub and gently washed your hair, then tended to your bruises. He wiped away the dried blood from a few minor cuts on your back, and he cooled your shoulders for a while with a cold, wet towel.

'Will you join me?' you asked, shyly, and Sihtric nodded once again without speaking and got up.

He took off his clothes and joined you in the lukewarm water, sitting behind you, and he carefully pulled your back to rest against his chest. His tattooed fingers trailed up and down your miraculously unbruised arms, and you finally felt yourself relax as you leaned your head back on his shoulder. Sihtric closed his eyes and rested the side of his face against yours, and he then intertwined his fingers with yours.

'I don't want you to do this work anymore,' Sihtric whispered, 'every night since we've met I've lied awake in bed, being worried about your safety. Just… just let me take care of you. Be mine. I want you to be mine so I can keep you safe-'

'Why would you possibly want someone like me?' you cut him off.

'I just do,' Sihtric said, 'isn't that enough?'

You shrugged lightly, and a weak smile tugged at your lips as he embraced you and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

'I don't want this anymore either, but no one hires me, Sihtric,' you sighed, 'and I need to pay my bills. Believe me I have tried to get out of this life.'

'I can help you,' he whispered, 'let me help you. I know people and places. So many law firms need people-'

'I don't have any fancy papers or experience for a law firm-'

'You don't need those. Firms need people who sort files, lawyer assistants or simply schedule appointments,' Sihtric said, 'give me a chance. Let me arrange a job interview for you at a firm I know. I can put in a good word for you.'

You didn't know what to say, so you just nodded in silence and turned to face him, after which you laid in his arms, embraced by his warmth and the warm water.

Two days later you stepped through the huge glass doors of a law firm downtown, where Sihtric had set up a job interview for you. You anxiously walked up to the front desk, dressed in a pencil skirt and simple black long sleeved shirt, and you were greeted by a young but kind looking man as you reached the desk.

'Hi, my name is Osferth,' the man said, 'I take it that you are here for the job interview?'

'I- I am,' you smiled nervously and clutched your purse, and the man gestured to you to follow him.

And as you followed Osferth, you suddenly saw Sihtric and figured this is the firm he works at, and you swallowed hard when your lawyer boyfriend walked up to you.

'Good luck,' Sihtric said in passing and he gave you a quick wink, before some Irish man called his name.

You almost tripped over your heels while you continued to follow Osferth into a large, empty conference room, where he offered you something to drink while you waited. You politely declined and sat down, trying to control your breathing as you didn't want to ruin this once in a lifetime opportunity. You glanced around the large room, where you sat at a small table in the corner while a huge table graced the centre of the room. You were so nervous that you barely heard the young man speak.

'My boss will be with you soon for the interview. Good luck,' Osferth smiled and closed the door as he left.

You jumped up when you heard the heavy door fall shut behind you, and felt yourself become sick all of the sudden. You desperately wanted to run away, back home or back to Sihtric. You just craved the feeling of a safety blanket right now and you weren't prepared for another let down, but you forced yourself to stay seated and just hoped for the best.

And while you were deep in thought about every possible way you could ruin the interview, the door behind you opened and you heard someone close in and walk around your chair, to the opposite side of the small table. Too terrified to look up, you kept your eyes locked on your clasped hands on the table, while Osferth's boss had taken a seat across from you. And then, after a few long seconds, you took a deep breath before you finally looked up at your potential new boss, who had already made up his mind about you without your knowledge.

'So,' Sihtric smiled slyly at you and tilted his head to the side as he sat back, 'you're my new assistant, hm?' he then winked and shoved an already signed contract your way, with a pen on top.

You stared at the signed papers and then looked back up at Sihtric with big, confused eyes.

'I… I don't… understand,' you whispered to your boyfriend, who apparently owned half of the firm you suddenly realised when you saw his initials in the logo on the pen.

'All that's missing on those papers is your signature, sweetheart,' Sihtric said with a sweet smile, 'you're my Christmas miracle too.'

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