He reminds here why he's here.

Glimmer finishes the drink, and the technology in the minibar makes the process fast and easy. Before long, even with her buzz, Glimmer gets Seven’s drink made and hands it to him. The whiskey in the warm liquid tingles his tastebuds as it’s taken down.

“You know why I’m here tonight, Glimmer,” he says after a few sips. “But I’m not going to rush it.”

He studies her reaction, looking for discomfort or ****, but he sees none in her expression or words. Instead, a twinkle in her eye makes him wonder if she likes her job. “I was waiting for you to say that,” she said, cooing at him. Her hands again on his exposed arms. “What do you like?”

Sevens regard her. “Oral to start,” he says. “Both ways if you need. How were your earlier clients?”

Alexander comes to immediate thought, the way he had his way with her. Then it was Blank, who didn’t even touch her. “Why?” She laughs, showing honest curiosity.

“Believe it or not… I don’t want my lips on ya if there’s been another man’s dick there,” Sevens sips his Irish coffee and sucks on his teeth. “Not bad, girl. This isn’t bad at all.”

Glimmer leans into the counter and arches her back as she props her chin on her palm. “Thank you. But, to be honest, your question…”

“That’s all she’s gotta say,” Sevens says. “You mind if I use your mouth and leave all your pleasure towards the end?”

“You’re asking?” Glimmer lifts an eyebrow.

“I could just not and just fuck ya’,” Sevens deadpans, still not getting a reaction from her. “Is that how the girls like it here? Their partners just fuck’em?”

The increase in adult language surprises Glimmer slightly, and she finally shows a shift of change. “You can fuck me,” she murmurs. “I think you’re more capable of pleasuring better than my last clients.”

“I can,” Sevens finishes his drink and places it back on the counter. “Better than any of your clients you’ve had today.”

“You’re so confident,” Glimmer teases, her mouth quirked into a seductive smile. “And I love that so much…”

Seven’s fingers roll along the knot of his cloak connection points on his carrier and unclasp them. The tension cascades down without a sound, adding to the shift in their interaction. He watches Glimmer step back as she straightens herself, presenting her body before they begin by leaning subtly in one direction. “I’m free to say whatever I want?” Sevens brushes her back, and she’s surprised to find herself tingling.

She nods, giving Sevens a little smirk. “Whatever you want.”

He grabs her hand and presses it against his crotch, where, without even being told to, she takes the lead and applies gentle pressure to make Sevens stiff before disrobing him. A small grunt and pleasure tumbles in his throat. He smiles; it’s friendly and straight, disarming her of the fears she previously had for him. “Submissive?”

“I can be your good girl for as long as you have me,” she purrs, stepping closer until they almost touch bodies. She places her finger under Seven’s chin, tilting him slightly as if inspecting him. “Is that what you want?”

“Equal,” he says while following her finger's direction. “I don’t want to break yet.”

The playful tone of his voice makes her smile, but Glimmer knows that there might be more truth than his voice currently suggests. “You’re a dangerous man, Sevens.”

“I’m a real softie once you get to know me,” he takes her wrist and grabs her body to press it against his. “It’s a shame someone else has touched ya… I would’ve started this off differently, making all the pleasure one-sided for at least the first few minutes.”

Glimmer feels herself lifted gently from the floor and carried to bed, not even spinning as the lights brighten only slightly, the world taking a noticeable turn as she’s taken care of. The contrast between Alexander and Mr. Blank is stark. She can tell Sevens has done this before, a playboy in action with a girl he wants to use. Her hair pillows her descent to the silky covers, and she watches him undress at the foot of the bed.

“So, what’s happening now, then?” Glimmer says, eyes adjusting to the light. The cybernetics are not helping in the dim setting he’s given the room. She swallows, seeing his armor fall and his shirt get pulled over his head. More tattoos, more pronounced scarring, and tissue damage that not even modern medicine or surgery were to repair. Sevens doesn’t remark or say anything about it, however. It’s become a part of him that he probably expects no one to notice the dents, pink scars, and burn marks. “Is this all leading up to your pleasure and not mine?”

Seven’s hands train on his buckle, the metal clicking together as it unlatches. Glimmer swallows, her eyes watching him work as she waits for him to replay. He does this, but he lets her stay to build anticipation. “I suppose it will be one-sided,” he tells her lowly. “But I promise I won’t leave ya out ta dry for too long, babe.”

Glimmer watches him while propped up by her elbow. Her eyes dance over his body as it’s exposed. Sevens catches her staring and lets his pants fall; the bulge in his pants is…proud; she uses a word absentmindedly as she rates him per-move. Significant is another word… LARGE-ER is a more fitting word. He stands there unmoving, as still as a statue, as he lets her gaze fixate on his member. She blinks and looks up at him. “Oh, really? You’re teasing me now?”

Seven’s smile goes wide, flashing her his white teeth. “Letting you admire is all. I’m… organic down here. It’s one of the parts of my body I haven’t touched with titanium, plates, or other bullet-proofing.”

“Big target…” She muses loudly, her eyes meeting his. “Not worried about it getting hit?” Glimmer’s eyes glance at his hardness as she says, “It.”

“Nah,” he lies, but lying with only one word is easy. “Would you like the honors? Pulling down my underwear?”

Her eyes flick to his again, arousal building in her core. However, he detects a millisecond’s worth of hesitation. “I’d love to,” she says, despite the pause.

Sevens grabs her hand and places it on the bulge. She gasps slightly as she feels the form cup in her palm. The hardness of him pressing through the fabric, her finger instinctively curl around him, squeezing gently. She looks up, her eyes dark in the room but bright with desire.

“You’re… very well-endowed,” she remarks as if to stall the situation. Sevens notes this hesitation mentally but acts like he doesn’t notice. Glimmer sits up and feels her torso, the damage, the dents… all of it feeling as rough as a used car. “Have you heard of that saying that ‘chicks dig scars’?”

Sevens nods and glances over a bullet wound that should have killed him. Glimmer sticks her tongue out and lathers the skin above his waistband. “It’s true.”

She rubs her hands further down, tracing the line of his boxers, teasing him as she binds the time. Sevens, however, isn’t irritated with this notion; he likes her slowness, the tenderness of her care… He watches, amused and turned on. Glimmer races her hands to his sides, kissing his skin.

The contractor was never self-conscious about his scars, even up until now, but she brought them to attention so effortlessly increased the intimacy. “Fuck,” he whispered, seeing the magic of her abilities on full display. “Alright… You’re good.”

Glimmer grins. Hearing and seeing his reaction tells her that despite today's events and all that she has been through, she can still control her feelings enough to make any man weak, even this machine… this professional killer, and heartbreaker. She pulls down, letting his cock spring out like a loaded trap. He glances once and then double-takes. It’s massive. He’s massive… “Wow,” she says, letting a little bit of her honest self bleed out.

“What?” Sevens, the contractor hums. “What is it?”

Glimmer tears her eyes away from his loaded cockgun and stares at him. “You’re so big it’s kind of stupid. A man that’s loaded, this makes it his whole personality.”

Sevens looks down at her. “You’re reaction is adorable.”

“I can’t help it,” she licks her lips. “I’ve never… you’re pretty big. It’s almost intimidating to even look at. This is all real?” Glimmer grabs his shaft and starts to slowly stroke him, her eyes upward to watch his reaction.

“Mmm!” Sevens lets out a deep moan. “All real… Like I said.”

The escort can’t help but give a sly smile to hear his reaction and see him briefly close his eyes to focus on just the lazy handjob. Her eyes drift back to his penis, calculating more than 8 inches, sizing the contractor to be hovering around 10 inches? Maybe closer to 11? Her heart pounded as she wondered how it was going to take for him to orgasm… It was a lot of lengths to stimulate…

With the knowledge of a long session ahead of her, she tightens her grip and starts to rub him faster. She feels his hips join her motions subtly. This is precisely where she needs him…

There’s not a lot of conversation as they just position on the couch. Glimmer sits Sevens down and spreads his legs to make room for her between them. She grabs a pillow and places both knees on top of it. His cock is so big and heavy that it can’t remain upright without support. Glimmer stares at it, internally sighing. “So heavy… so big…”

She encircles his member with both hands, wrapping her digits around his inches, and she settles into the session, the portion she didn’t like doing. She tried not to think about “him” as she pleasured Sevens. A brief delay earned her a glance from the contractor, but she pretended to be just adjusting her grip. Their eyes meet, and she smiles seductively at him. “How’s it feel, baby?”

“Perhaps a little wet--”

Glimmer spits, her saliva hitting the head of his cock, just to be rubbed down his shaft as her hands race up to greet her spit. He moans slightly, watching intently. His eyes fixated on her motions and less show on her face. She spits again, this time less aimed, and is poised to wetten the rest of his penis. She gets closer and spits a third time directly to his cock, the warmth of her actions sending him into a state of utter relaxation.

Sevens isn’t shy. He makes the way she’s making feel loud and clear. His cock throbs, happily trapped inside her hands as she continues to pump and stroke his meat. Glimmer’s eyes search for his as he leans in. “How’s that?” She’s so close, her lips brush against the end of his rod.

“Perfect,” his eyes widen slightly as he feels her breath caress his slick cock, throbbing with all of her saliva dripping down to his balls. Glimmer see’s his reaction and grins slightly, sticking her tongue out to clean his slit, lapping the precum in such a way it makes him actually shiver.

Glimmer pauses her strokes and simply pleasures him by sucking the tip, her tongue busying itself by rolling over his glands and slit, lapping whatever precum is reaching the end. Sevens leans back, breaking the staring contest, and pushes his lips out further to meet her lips. Glimmer looks down and watches her pucked lips, taking and rolling around his hard head. The taste of his precum mixing with her earlier drink, the nicotine is thankfully gone.

Her little noises add to the moments of silence as she bobs her head in alternating motions. The gentle lashes made his dick throb with pleasure. She makes it slow… The steady rhyme makes his climax grow by the second while her hands massage his thighs where they rest. Glimmer also holds him down with just the slightest amount of pleasure.

Sevens moves only slightly. “You want me tofuckya now or finish in your mouth?” His accent causes his words to stumble, but she isn’t sure if it’s because she’s that good… or just his accent.

Glimmer moans around him, her mouth not dedicating itself to a feel departure as she speaks. “I’m not sure if I can choose, baby… Both sound so good tomlew…” a subtle tease as she says “me.”

“Can you deep throat?” Seven says, and she knows she should at least try. She nods, not showing the tinge of weariness she felt when he asked the question. “Let me stand first.”

Glimmer sits back on her heels, giving him space to stand up. His massive cock sways as he stands up, her eyes following it as it drips. “Here,” he says, letting her grab the pillow and back more. “Now, take me in.”

As Seven stands before her, she can’t help but notice how much taller she is compared to her. Her heart races slightly, and she has to straighten her back just slightly to return him to her maw comfortably. She rests her hands on his thighs again and corkscrews her mouth around him-- never taking a man this large into her mouth before…

She reaches for his low-hanging package and squeezes them gently, making him jolt at the playfulness still in her nature as she works inch after inch into her blowjob. He grunts slightly, stepping forward in a way to assist the speed at which she can deepthroat. Glimmer’s eyes fixed on his with a sultry gaze, watering slightly as she beat away the urge to gag.

Glimmer tightens his grip on his balls as she takes another inch deeper, every bob a checkpoint to see where she can and can’t take him. The buzz of her earlier drink returns as her blood rushes through her body. A sense of slutty pleasure passes through her as his gaze returns the seductive stare…

“I might not make it all the way in before I cum,” he sighs while closing his eyes.

His paid escort pulls away enough that he slips out and rests on her bottom lip as she speaks. “I don’t mind if you cum early… Might be kind of fun for both of us.”

“Fuck… That looks so good,” he cracks a heated smile. “My cock next to your lips like that as you talk.”

A playful giggle comes out of her lungs, her tongue darting out to lick his tip as she polishes the top briefly. The way he’s looking at her is like she’s a goddess or godling of sex. Glimmer returns to her deepthroat, returning exactly where she was.

Finally, he shakes his head. “No… I can’t. Where do you want it? Over your face? Inside your mouth??”

Glimmer pulls back hard, gasping, apparently nearing her limit. She looks up at him and grabs his cock, jerking him off with wild intent. Her lips are glistening with saliva and his precum. “Inside my mouth,” she purrs and growls. “I want to taste you!”

She does not wait for him to tell her what to do. She locks her lips on his end and feverishly strokes his cock with one hand while grabbing her breast, bobbing wildly to meet his climax. His knees lock, and he starts to moan. She moans with him as hot sperm fills her mouth, the sticky fluid hitting the roof of her mouth and the back of her throat. Glimmer tries to swallow it, but a portion leaks and drips to the floor from her chin.

Sevens grabs her head and guides himself out with a satisfied sigh. “Fuck… Worth the price for that alone…”