losing face *WIP*
i have a thing for pathetic mfs with mommy issues sooo here’s some syril karin stuff i made bc i can’t help it. idk why i went tf off with this like i never write shit this long i just had a lot to say. i will finish this after work tomorrow i was just so eager to get this out.
@mask-knife-is-ghosts-boo had this idea originally so all creds go to them :))
syril goes to one of the most popular clubs on (planet) to rent one of the girls out.
✰some emotional smut, he’s a stupid stupid man, bottom!syril, he’s a virgin, afab reader, reader is a sex worker
“the girls there are incredible man- you will never find any pussy in the galaxy that tight. i doubt you’ll ever get to try though karn, you’re too uptight for a place like that”.
those words rung in syril’s ears as he walked down the dark street, pulling his hat down to cover his eyes. he had so little reputation left and he’d do anything to hold onto it.
the neon lights of the many store sign’s illuminated the street, shining down on the bustling crowds. he never guessed so many different creatures would be out and about during such an ungodly hour. ‘people have families to feed’. he reminded himself
“hello”. he greeted the person at the window, averting their gaze and opting instead to look at his feet. he couldn’t believe he was doing this
“what can i do for you sir”?
syril knew he’d have to swallow his pride if he was going to get through this. he wasn’t any better than anyone around him. oh how far he’s fallen.
“i’d like to rent out a girl…please”. he grasped his heads together. syril had never felt rock bottom like this.
the person behind the window nodded. “of course! the only girl available right now is y/n“, they pulled up a hologram of you. “we are quite busy at the moment so if she is not to your liking you are welcome to come back a bit later”.
for a brief moment syril was speechless. the hologram before him was displaying the most gorgeous girl he’s ever laid eyes on. so much so he couldn’t help but allow his jaw to fall slack.
“sir..”?
he snapped out of his daze and nodded profusely. “oh um..yes yes. she will do just fine”.
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making his way through the club was nerve wracking to say the least. hoards of people and aliens from all over the galaxy formed tight circles around the tables and bars seemingly barring him out of their little posse.
syril was close to turning back and leaving. this was becoming too much.
“hi! are you mr. karn”? a feminine voice called out to him. turning his head towards the sound he was greeted by an angel. “you’re a lot cutter than i expected- younger too”.
he felt his chest tighten up at your words. his heart was ponding uncontrollable.
“that’s me”. he cringed at how awkward he was being. it was so obvious how little attention he typically got from woman.
she pressed her body up against his chest, tracing her fingers up his bicep. “it’s very nice to meet you, want to take this away from all these eyes. then the real fun can begin”.
fuck yeah he did. he wanted nothing more actually. he knew she did this with everyone. it was her job for gods sake. but he couldn’t help but feel a little special at her treatment.
“sure”
she took his hand in her smaller ones , leading him down a dingy hallway and through a bunch of beads into a cute room.
it resembled a motel room almost. there was a decent sized bed with a sheen pink drapery around it. the walls were covered in band posters and polaroids who, upon closer inspection, were full of y/n and probably her friends.
she released his hand and quickly started undressing right before his eyes.
syril couldn’t tear his gaze away. never had he seen such a pretty sight- no galactic porn could ever compare.
“why don’t you take a picture, it’ll last longer”. she giggled, straddling him. “have you never seen a naked girl before”?
this question caused him to seize up. how did she know ? i mean of course he’s seen a naked women but it’s so much different when it’s in person.
“oh..um yeah of course i have. it’s just been a while since i’ve done anything”.
“awww you’re a virgin then ? no need to be ashamed sweetheart i’m honored to be your first time”.
his pants tightened even more at those words. “how did-“.
“it’s always obvious who’s had any and who hasn’t. i can tell you spend way too much time at your job instead of going out for drinks with your friends”.
she wasn’t wrong. not in the least. syril worked many late night coming home in the wee hours of the day only to start the cycle all over again.
reading the look on his face she spoke again. “don’t worry about that now honey, right now i’m going to help you feel goood”.
“ohh fuck”. he groaned. all his problems quickly left his mind replaced only by overwhelming pleasure. he wasn’t sure when y/n had managed to unzip his pants but he was not complaining.
“does that feel good mr.karn”?
he nodded, slack jawed. it didn’t take long for him to get drunk on the feeling.
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