Right?

Lucas decided to stay quiet. At least, for a little longer.

He strained his ears. Save for the low murmur of conversation coming from the bar, everything was quiet.

Finally he heard the man sigh with contentment. "There you go, that's better. Your hand is much softer than the usual sluts I find here."

"I'm not a—" Eldwyn began.

"You're playing with a stranger's cock in a public restroom, doll. You're a slut, you better get used to it."

Eldwyn began to splutter a retort, but nothing came out.

For a while, Lucas heard nothing, save for the man's breathing. Then he spoke up once more.

"Fuck, you're pretty good at this. Not your first time, is it?"

"So what if it isn't?" She bristled.

"Hey, you don't hear me complaining, doll. I'm just glad you picked my cock to pleasure tonight. It's getting harder than it's been in a long damn time. Now why don't you stop teasing and grab it prope— Ohh, yeah, that's it."

Lucas tried to picture it. Eldwyn on her knees on the floor—no, probably sitting on the toilet seat, one hand around the strange dick, or maybe both. He found himself getting erect as well. He wouldn't mind some relief himself, but he didn't exactly want to jerk himself off, and so he continued to do nothing but listen carefully to the sounds coming from the next stall.

"Oh, fuck, that feels good." The man said, interrupting his heavy breathing. "Really warm and...fuck, amazing."

"Mmh." Eldwyn hummed in response.

"But you can do better than this," he continued. "Spit on it, slut. Make it nice and slick."

There was a moment of silence as Eldwyn wavered, before Lucas heard her gather her spit in her mouth and with a soft squirting sound, deposit it on the stranger's member.

Fuck, this was getting him hot. He wanted to relief his own needs, but he resisted the urge, in case he missed something important.

"Now spread it around... Yeah, that's a good little whore." The man groaned. "Don't forget the balls now. Ahhh, yeah."

Again, Lucas tried to picture the scene as he tightened his hands on his thighs. Now Eldwyn was stroking the man's cock, and fondling his heavy balls. Her head was just inches away from the hole. He could hear the slick sound of her hand moving back and forth, and the man's increasingly intense moans as she expertly worked him over.

After less than a minute of this, there was a thump as the man shoved his body against the wall.

"I'm getting close, whore," he grunted. "Are you ready for your reward?"

"Uh huh," Eldwyn breathed, her voice trembling just a bit, a sign that she was losing her composure.

"Open your mouth. You better not waste a drop, you hear?"

"Y-yes."

The man's moans grew louder. "Fuck. Yeah, work that cock, you dirty... little... bitch!"

At that last word, he thrust forwards again, yielding another thud. "Ohhh, fuck. I'm... Ungh! I'm cumming!"

He kept moaning through his orgasm, undoubtedly spurting jet after jet of his semen into Eldwyn's waiting mouth.

At last, he breathed out a long sigh. "Fuck. That was good. You got a gift, doll. Did you swallow it?"

"Y-yes," Eldwyn responded, a few heartbeats later.

"Good little slut. I'll see you around!"

Lucas heard the rustle of fabric, then the man unlocked the door and left, whistling merrily.

It was silent for a long moment. Then.

"L-lucas?"

"I'm here."

"I... I'm sorry... I didn't—"

"Shhh, it's all right, you've got nothing to apologize for. I'm not mad."

"You're not?" She asked, the disbelief obvious in her tone.

"I promise. Let's get back to the bar, all right."

"I-I need to clean up first. Oh, no! What if he's watching the door? He'll know it was me!"

"I'll go out first and make sure he's not there. Wait until I knock on the door three times, all right?"

"A-all right."

Once outside, he scanned the growing crowd, but didn't see the man anywhere. He gave the signal they agreed upon and made his way back to his table, which was still unoccupied, thankfully.

Eldwyn joined him soon after, looking nearer to tears than a smile. He reached over and grabbed her hand, giving it a squeeze.

"W-why did you..."

Lucas exhaled slowly. "I'm sorry. I thought the two of us would have some fun, but it went wrong. I meant to enter that stall, but it was already occupied when I got there. I didn't think you'd—"

Too late he realized that was the wrong thing to say. He kept forgetting she was sensitive to rejection right now. Eldwyn buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking. He took her wrists and pulled on them gently. "Eldwyn... Eldwyn, please look at me."

"I'm not angry with you, Eldwyn. You did amazing in there. You have no reason to be ashamed."

She sniffled. "But... But I ch-cheated on you...?"

"I was there the whole time, remember?" He countered. "If I wanted to say something, I would have."

"But—"

He interrupted her objection by putting a finger on her lips. Her eyes seemed to burn into his as he came in for a kiss. It was a long one, passionate and raw. When it finally ended, she locked eyes with him again and most of her worry had turned to passion.

"Lucas..." she moaned, and he took that as a cue to lean back in. Eldwyn met him halfway this time, their kiss lasting even longer than before. She even took his hand and rested it on her thigh—and would have put it between her legs if he hadn't held back.

"A little too public here, don't you think?" Lucas said with a grin, breaking off their kiss. "Even for you."

For a moment, Eldwyn didn't understand, but then her cheeks colored. "Oh!"

He caught Percy gesturing at them from the corner of his eye. "Looks like your break is over, doll."

Her blush deepened at that last word and he laughed. "Go on, get back to work."

"Do—do you want to meet up later?" she asked hopefully.

"Yes," he replied immediately. "Why don't you come by my place after you're done here?"

Eldwyn's eyes lit up at that. "I'll see you then."

She had already gotten to her feet and taken a step when he called out.

"Eldwyn? Bring your bag. The one you showed me last week, remember?"

Her chin dropped and he grinned. "Yeah, that one. I think it's about time we use some of the other things in there."

"O-okay," she finally said.

He watched her go with a smile, her hips swaying enticingly as she walked. He couldn't get enough of watching her walk around in those tight shorts. Audrey was a genius. With a shake of his head to clear it of such thoughts—at least for now—he stood, exchanged a nod with Percy before leaving the bar and heading home.