I'll Be The Hero!

A young lad with two swords in his back walked proudly into the brothel, almost yanking the door off of its hinges. Tossing a bag of money on the counter, he loudly proclaimed,

"Bring me your finest ho, good sir!"

The woman at the counter glared at him.

"...Sir, if you plan on making a disturbance, you will be asked to leave."

The man blushed, scratching his head sheepishly.

"...Sorry, ma'am. But I want to lose my virginity, and to do that I need someone to have sex with, and people have sex with whores. Thus, I would like to purchase some time with a lady of the night." He beamed cheesily, far too confident for one who had no idea what he was doing. "I would like to bed the finest ho whose time you can sell to me!"

The woman just sighed, already counting his money.

"We'll bring out the available whores in a minute, just sit down over there."

He marched over to a cushioned chair and sat down, grinning like a moron.

Behind the curtains, a tall and extremely pale man was peering out at the customers. Being the highest prostitute in the brothel, he was allowed to choose whatever customer he wanted. He could deny anyone he wanted. He just had to make the most money out of all the prostitutes in the brothel, which was never a problem for him. He had been born absolutely beautiful, and after his synthetic was made, he was even more beautiful. So of course he became a prostitute.

Giggling to himself, he confidently walked into the room, his heels clicking. He flounced his hair, showing off his body by slightly moving the cloak he was wearing, to show off his long legs.

"You're a pretty lady!" declared the young buffoon. The lady at the counter shushed him again, and he blushed.

The man grinned, hiding his face behind a fan.

"You, come with me." He ordered, motioning to said young buffoon.

He smiled, but shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I'm trying to find a fancy whore so I can finally lose my virginity. Maybe afterward, miss--though you should prolly leave, a pretty lady like you shouldn't be hanging around a whorehouse."

The lady at the counter facepalmed; the lad glared at her.

"Ma'am, it's rude to do that to a lady."

Ignoring him, the woman at the counter held up the sack of money he had presented earlier.

"This is how much he has--you want him as your client?"

He quickly counted the money.

"I'll make up for the rest later." He told the woman at the counter. "Though, I would think you would throw in some of your own money for the fact that I'm taking him off of your hands."

He glared.

"Hey! I can pay for myself!" He began to pull off his shoe, trying to find something inside of it.

Making his point for him, Bera just gave the woman at the counter a look.

Smiling, he grabbed Hiro and dragged him to the back of the brothel. Surprisingly, he did this with ease. For someone who looked dainty, he was extremely strong.

Hiro clawed at the ground.

"LET GO I FOUND MY MONEY I NEED TO PAYYYYY!!!!!"

Ignoring him, Bera threw him onto the ground in his room and locked the door behind him.

"Now, how would you like me to be?" He asked, fanning himself.

"I'd like you to let me go so I can pay!" he insisted. "Miss, you're pretty and all, but I had my heart set on losing it to a high-class, slutty lady of the night, and that's what I intend to do!"

He smiled widely at him.

"I am the highest class, sluttiest lady of the night you will find." He told him proudly. "Now, I'll only ask you one more time before I decide myself, how do you want me to be for your first time~?"

"Oh, you're a whore?" he asked, no longer struggling. "Why didn't you just say so, lady? Here." He awkwardly tucked a roll of bills into Bera's shirt.

"How would I like you to be?...uh..." He scratched his head, thinking. "...I want you to be how you normally are, duh!~"

Bera removed his cape and discarded it onto the couch. He bent over, showing off his nice backside, as he put the bills into a small table.

"Oh, honey, don't you know who I am?" He asked sweetly, turning to face Hiro again. "I can be whoever you want. I can be seductive, or I can be rough. I can be a cute wimp for you to dominate, or mysterious and beautiful. Anything you want, dear."

"...But who are you now?" he asked, blinking. "I want the nice pretty lady who said hi to me all ladylike in the lobby, please."

"Then call me Bera." He said, smiling sweetly at Hiro. "I suppose since this is your first time, you'd like to be pleasured~? Or am I wrong?"

He shrugged.

"I don't know how to do this!~ That's why I thought buying a sexy slutty experienced lady of the night would be good, because they'd know what to do and I could just kinda follow. But anything's cool, I guess."

He smiled widely.

"Anything goes~? Wonderful." He motioned to the bed. "Lay down, sweetheart."

"...Can I take off my swords first? They're like, my babies. Only, I love them more than I love babies. And I like babies--babies are cute."

He chuckled behind his fan.

"Yes, please do. Just hurry, I'm not good at waiting when I want something~"

He smiled excitedly, pulling off his swords and carefully placing them in the corner.

"My name's Hiro--can we be friends?"

Bera ran his hands along Hiro's body.

"Of course, dearie, if that's what you want."

Hiro's smile widened.

"Is this going to feel good? I think it will and I've been saving up my virginity for this day but now it's time to be a MAN."

"Well, what made you wait for so long?" He asked, pushing Hiro onto the bed and beginning to undress him.

He paused dramatically, glancing around as if to check for eavesdroppers.

"...I was bad enough to get on the list," he whispered proudly.