An Unexpected Gift (Lorie)

[Kitten]

Thomas nodded his agreement. "Very well then, I'll leave you at home with one of my guards tomorrow and you can get your things. I also want you to go get some clothes," he looked the lovely young man over and audibly tsked at his current outfit. "I'm going to assume you're wearing that because it's all you have and not because of some fashion statement."

The man stacked his empty lunch plates on the serving cart and gestured for Jared to do the same. As he was lighting his after lunch cigarette and offering one to the hazel eyed boy the tailor knocked and stepped into the office.

"Ah Alessandro! This is Jared my new... associate. Jared, Alessandro is going to take your measurements for some new suits, at work you are always to wear a suit." Thomas instructed as he stood up and stretched before heading to the windows to look down at the street again.

Alessandro was a tall, slender, dark haired Italian man. He was impeccably dressed from his neatly combed hair and thin mustache, to his well polished brown leather shoes. His dark blue suit fit perfectly and his pale grey shirt matched his pocket square. "Jared, it's a pleasure." The man smiled as he extended a hand and raised one perfectly manicured eyebrow at the redheads current attire.

"Please stand just in front of me with your arms held out."

[Lorie]

Gratefully taking an offered cigarette with a sweet, “thank you.” Jared lite and inhaled happily. It was a relief to be able to just smoke without trying to hide from people, little sisters, who wanted to get you in trouble. Exhaling the young man watched the man he was now companion to a moment as Tom spoke of what was going to happen tomorrow and a further critic on Jared’s clothes.

A soft laugh left Jared at Tom’s suggestion, mostly because his clothing was a combination of being all he was afforded that turned into the young man’s fashion sense. “I might need a little help in the fashion department.” he admitted lightly. When you are expected to be invisible and your only ambition in life is to clean comfortable worked best in the clothing department. It never mattered if Cinderella had holes in her dress so long as she kept working. Didn’t accidentally flash her wicked step-mother.

Placing his empty plates neatly on the cart the crimson haired youth started at the knock on the door. Relaxing as a tall dark haired man of clear Italian decent entered Jared crossed to Alessandro stretching out his dominate, left, hand in offer to shake the slender tailor’s. Once properly introduced the tall equally slender teenager did as directed holding his arms out as he stood straight. Having never owned a suit, never mind one made specifically for him, Jared was a little curious about he tailor’s trade and hazel eyes watched as Alessandro took his measurements.

[Kitten]

Alessandro spoke quietly, mostly to himself as he worked. He gently rearranged the young man as he measured his arms, legs, neck, wrists, ankles, and inseam. He never wrote anything down as he was looping the measuring tape around the red haired man and when he was finished he offered another polite bow. "Thank you for your patience Master Jared, you have a lovely figure if I may say so."

Thomas cleared his throat loudly in disapproval but the Italian man simply offered a wink and a smile to Jared. "I'll have one for you tomorrow, and the rest by the end of the week." With that, the man took his leave of the duo.

Thomas shook his head in mild amusement as he walked back over to Jared. "Well he isn't wrong." He said mildly as he grabbed a bottled water from the fridge. "Alright, I have work to do." He gave the other a gentle pat on the head as he walked back to his desk. "You're free to watch TV."

[Lorie]

Allowing the Italian man to move him around Jared worked on being as pliant and he could whilst still observing the process. When Alessandro was finished the young man gave a respectful bow but regressed to childish fidgeting as he was complimented. Jared knew good and well he was skinny for his height, for a man three inches shorter even, but some people liked that look. Regardless the redhead was very familiar with how to take a compliment as he so rarely received any. “Thank you.” Jared whispered with an unsure smile as he tugged his sleeves down over long gangly fingers.

Thinking the throat clear was directed as him Jared straightened up again and cast hazel eyes over to Thomas missing Alessandro’s clever wink. Returning his focus onto the Italian tailor the teenager nodded with another breathy, “thank you.” then watched as Alessandro left.

Thomas’ voice brought the stunning young man back to his boss and pale cheeks burned with a rosy blush as THE Boss reiterated the tailor’s sentiment. Wanting to say something, ask if Mr. Acardi liked his tall lanky body Jared closed his mouth instead. He wasn’t even legal until November and there was no way this skin and bones kid was going to be something a gorgeous man like Thomas would desire.

Nodding dark red hair Jared returned to the couch but didn’t turn the television back on. There were some things the teen had to work out in his head. With a deep sigh he stood combing deft fingers through blood red locks. Jared always concentrated better when his body was busy. Without any work to do...well he just ended up pacing a moment before falling into the early morning stretches he had become accustom to doing daily.

Not quite yoga, not that Jared would attempt yoga in jeans, as much as stretches to loosen muscles stiff from a previous day’s work. ‘So when did I become gay?’ he muttered twisting at the waist and shoulders. Having never really had the opportunity to date when he had gone to school Jared gave any thought to his sexuality. He knew he didn’t care for superficial people like his family. Couldn’t remember ever having been attracted to any girls. Let’s face it Jared left his age group far behind before any of the boys grew out of their testosterone driven dickishness. Maybe it was just Mr. Acardi he was attracted to...oh God, what if he’s into this man because he’s having a savior complex?

Looking over to the large desk and blond man behind it from his bent over position Jared could safely say this was not a savior complex. Shrugging shoulders pulled back as his has clasped extended behind him Jared came to the simple conclusion that he was just attracted to Mr. Acardi. If that meant he was gay, so be it, there was nothing wrong with that. Releasing a relaxing breath the crimson haired youth straitened up, nodded to himself, and returned to the couch. Looking over at Tom once more Jared couldn’t help but stare. He was far more interesting than anything on t.v. could ever hope to be anyway.

[Kitten]

Thomas had been engrossed in the financial reports he'd been sent and was in the middle of typing out an aggravated email to one of his associates when Jared stood up. At first the green eyed man paid his new companion only slightest attention. Sure it was appealing to see such a beautiful man stretching his long, lean body but it wasn't anything he'd never seen before.

As he was hitting the send button his fingers froze over the keys. Looking at Jared bent over in front of him brought a deluge of wicked thoughts to the man and he was glad to be seated behind the desk. He wondered wildly what the other might look like in a slinky black dress, hair swept up in an intricate knot. The young man would be breathtaking, but it was a perversion that Thomas would probably never be able to ask him to do.

When the other finally stood up Thomas trained his eyes quickly back on his computer screen and hastily snatched another cigarette out of the pack, lighting it with a faintly shaking hand.

"Jared, make me another drink." He called after a few moments spent simply staring at his computer screen and imagining all of the amazing, filthy things he wanted to do to the other.

[Lorie]

Two fingers of whiskey over ice. That was what Thomas took. If Jared closed his eyes and pretended hard enough he could visualize this not at an exchange of some asshole’s son to wipe out his gambling debt but a sort of arranged marriage. Of course it would just be pretend. Something kept in Jared’s mind. Delivering the crystal glass to Mr. Acardi’s desk the redhead leaned into the piece of furniture. Idly tracing the rim of the glass Jared waited for further instruction.

[Kitten]

Thomas did his very best to focus on his work, he really really did. He stared at his computer long and hard enough to burn a hole in it. But there was Jared, standing right over him and he was in his space with one long, slender finger on the lip of his drink. The green eyed man could hardly be faulted for his moment of weakness, could he?

It had been awhile since Thomas had been in a relationship, and he was fully ready to forgive himself for taking advantage of the opportunity to indulge a little. He was man who loved fine things after all, a fine meal, an expensive cigar, and even a particularly delicate young man who by all rights couldn't say no.

The blonde man made himself a firm mental promise to stop the very second it seemed like Jared wasn't into it. He wouldn't force himself on the other, but he could test the waters. That was fine. With this resolution in the forefront of his mind the man turned his chair to face Jared and looked up into his hazel eyes.

He hooked a finger into the others collar and gently urged him down until their lips met in a soft, testing kiss.

[Lorie]

The power behind those green eyes as they bore right into hazel was enough to leave the young man weak in the knees. Then Thomas tugged Jared into his lips and that sweet smoky kiss was the redhead's undoing. Wrapping arms around Tom's neck Jared folded his tall frame down onto his owner's lap deepening the kiss as he did so.

Though Jared was a virgin in every sense of sexually he was so eager to give his love to this man. A thought occurred that made Jared pull away for Tom's lips but not off his lap. Did wanting someone he'd only just met make the seventeen year old a slut? Was he easy? Bitting his lip hazel eyes shifted around the room until they landed on Mr. Acardi again. Taking a determined breath Jared decided that if he was slutty it would only be for the man that owned him. And Jared was ok with that.

[Kitten]

Thomas groaned into the kiss, Jared was so sweetly inexperienced that he felt more in that single kiss than he'd felt in dozens of sexual conquests over the years. He hesitated when the other pulled back, worrying that he was coming on to strong. When the hazel eyed boy didn't move from his lap he took that as a good sign.

"You are so beautiful," he murmured softly. If the way the other had behaved when Alessandro had commented on his form was any indication, then the dazzling red head hadn't been told what a lovely person he was enough. "I want to dress you up and take you to all of the best places."

With that he gently put his hand around the back of Jared's neck and pulled him down once more for an even deeper kiss.

[Lorie]

Again that rosy blush tinted Jared’s cheeks as Thomas called him beautiful and told him what he’d like to do with the redheaded youth. It was going to take some adjusting to go from gawky to beautiful but if every time Tom said those sorts of words left Jared’s chest feeling so pleasantly warm he could handle that.

Pulled back down into a breath taking kiss long fingers behind Thomas’ neck found and fidgeted with the small ring on Jared’s left hand. Associating this sensation with pleasantness subconsciously. Pulling back to gather much needed air into depraved lungs hazel eyes, nearly black for being so blown with lust, darted across Tom’s face appreciating every inch. From those powerful green eyes to the strong yet tender lips that Jared’s left hand had slid around so the teen could run a finger lightly across.