The Adventures of Noble!Frederich and Hooker!Claude

His necklace bumped against Frederich's knee as he gave him a reproachful look. "And what on Earth will I do when people hear I'm not doing my job? My life will be forfeit if I'm fired from here--how will I get my old job back when people hear I couldn't do this one? People will make me suck their cocks for a sixpence."

"Tell them you are doing your job, I won't say you aren't," he replied, though he turned his gaze to the necklace near his knee.

He sighed, shaking his head.

"I don't understand this at all--an expensive prostitute is begging to suck you off, and you won't even consider it?"

"Have you seen me get an erection yet?" he asked, but he had reached down to touch Claude's necklace.

Claude flinched, but didn't push him away; any voluntary contact was golden, at this point.

"That's my problem. If you fucked me once, just once, I could say I did my job, but you don't even get hard."

"You taking that personally?" he wondered, touching the necklace.

"Isn't my entire job kind of personal?" he teased. Taking advantage of his closeness, he kissed Frederich on the lips.

"Come on...don't you want anything more?"

"Take it off, then," he toyed with the necklace, hoping to strike a nerve.

He clutched at his necklace and swallowed.

"...I'd rather not. It's important to me. I'll do anything else."

"What does 'anything else' entail?"

"Anythinng you want," he said eagerly. "Just ask."

"Hm...take off your necklace."

"...Will it help you have sex?" He asked quietly, fiddling with it.

"Yes," Frederich lied, watching Claude closely.

He bit his lip. Slowly, with shaking hands, he slid the chain over his head; it took several minutes, as though it weighed a great deal. He rubbed his neck nervously even as he held the necklace in his hand.

"Th-there, how is that? Will you please fuck me now?"

Frederich was silent, waiting. There had to be a reason. Had to be.