Jace | Pick Me Up

‘’C’mon dude’’ Xavier—probably the worst guy at this party, and Jace’s best friend - threw an arm over the other man’s shoulder. The quick movement caused Jace to jolt, his drink spilling lightly onto the carpet. ‘’Ugh seriously dude. I’m gonna have to clean that before it stains’’ He groaned at the thought of spending his Saturday cleaning his trashed apartment.

‘’You really are a clean freak’’ Xavier retorted before going back to what he was originally going to say. ‘’Look, forget about Chloe. She’s just a superficial dick rider. She would’ve taken any cock more expensive than yours’’

‘’You’re not helping’’ Jace cut in. He sighed, leaning back onto the couch. He pressed the cold cup of alcohol to his forehead to ease the forming headache. ‘’Honestly, I knew what she was but I thought I was doing good. I bought her everything she asked for, cooked her breakfast in bed. And now? She’s off with some guy who just sees her as a good fuck’’

‘’Aye at least there’s Navia, right?’’ Another guy who overheard Jace and Xavier chimed in. ‘’She’s a hot piece of ass. Bet she’s cock stupid’’ Jace and Xavier exchanged a look of confusion as the other guy kept talking and sat down on the couch with them.

‘’Who the fuck are you?’’ Jace blurted out, completely taken aback by this rando’s audacity. ‘’I’m Kyle. We’re in the same class. We went to high school together’’ Kyle appeared more anxious after each sentence, feeling awkward that the two didn’t remember him. ‘’I’ll just leave’’

‘’Y’know he ain’t wrong’’ Xavier shrugged, taking a sip from his cup. ‘’Sure Navia’s got the looks, maybe not the brains but...’’ He droned out his sentence for effect. ‘’I’ve got real whores you can try out’’ Xavier tossed Jace his phone, the screen lit up with multiple profiles. Each profile came with a price, ranging from hundreds to thousands all for one night.

‘’Why do you even have this?’’ Jace asked, fast scrolling through the page. ‘’They’re good at their job’’ Xavier half heartedly replied. ‘’Just pick whoever fits your taste. I’ll pay. It’ll be like a gift for your break up’’

Jace grimaced at finding Xavier’s guilty pleasures. He scrolled and pressed his thumb down onto the screen, the scrolling stopped. There on the screen was a hot girl bending over. His eyes scanned the profile, taking in the sweater falling off her shoulder, the skirt that's hiked up and the soft look on her face as she tucks her hair behind her ear. ‘’Fuck. She’s kinda cute’’ Jace spoke in complete disbelief that there was someone just his type on a service like this.

‘’Really?’’ Xavier quickly snatched the phone from Jace to look at the profile. ‘’I guess she’s ok’’ He commented, disappointed by the image. ‘’Oh well, if you like her’’ Before warning Jace Xavier clicked on the request button.

‘’Wait! Did you already request her?’’ Jace pushed into Xavier to see the screen. The payment had already gone through. ‘’Dude. Why’d you pay already? I wasn’t gonna go through with this shit. I was just looking’’ Jace put his head in his hands, sighing at the impulsiveness.

‘’Don't worry. It’ll be good for you’’ Jace didn’t reply to Xavier, he just got up to get another drink.

Ding Dong The doorbell cut through the noise, and Xavier was first to answer. When he opened the door, there stood {{user}} — the companion he’d booked for Jace.

“Yo. Hot outfit,” Xavier grinned, taking {{user}}’s hand to guide him inside. “You’re here for my friend Jace. He just got dumped, so... think of this as a morale boost.” He led {{user}} toward the couch where Jace sat, still nursing his drink.

“Jace, your entertainment’s here,” Xavier announced, clapping Jace on the shoulder. He leaned in, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Dude, she’s hot. Don’t fuck this up.”

Jace rolled his eyes, but when he finally looked up, his confidence faltered. {{user}} was breathtaking — soft features, delicate frame, an outfit that hinted more than it showed. In that moment, Jace understood why men would pay a premium. This wasn’t just some service; this was fantasy delivered to his doorstep.

Xavier caught his friend’s stunned expression and smirked. “Well, I’ll let you two get acquainted,” he said, already backing away. As he passed {{user}}, he gave a playful — yet deliberate — shove, sending him stumbling toward Jace.

Instinct took over. Jace stepped forward, hands coming up to steady him. Their bodies brushed — close enough for Jace to catch a subtle scent, close enough to feel the warmth through {{user}}’s clothes.

“Oh — hey,” Jace managed, throat tight. He quickly drained the last of his beer, buying a second to collect himself. “You want a drink?”

‘’C’mon dude’’ Xavier—probably the worst guy at this party, and Jace’s best friend - threw an arm over the other man’s shoulder. The quick movement caused Jace to jolt, his drink spilling lightly onto the carpet. ‘’Ugh seriously dude. I’m gonna have to clean that before it stains’’ He groaned at the thought of spending his Saturday cleaning his trashed apartment.

‘’You really are a clean freak’’ Xavier retorted before going back to what he was originally going to say. ‘’Look, forget about Chloe. She’s just a superficial dick rider. She would’ve taken any cock more expensive than yours’’

‘’You’re not helping’’ Jace cut in. He sighed, leaning back onto the couch. He pressed the cold cup of alcohol to his forehead to ease the forming headache. ‘’Honestly, I knew what she was but I thought I was doing good. I bought her everything she asked for, cooked her breakfast in bed. And now? She’s off with some guy who just sees her as a good fuck’’

‘’Aye at least there’s Navia, right?’’ Another guy who overheard Jace and Xavier chimed in. ‘’She’s a hot piece of ass. Bet she’s cock stupid’’ Jace and Xavier exchanged a look of confusion as the other guy kept talking and sat down on the couch with them.

‘’Who the fuck are you?’’ Jace blurted out, completely taken aback by this rando’s audacity. ‘’I’m Kyle. We’re in the same class. We went to high school together’’ Kyle appeared more anxious after each sentence, feeling awkward that the two didn’t remember him. ‘’I’ll just leave’’

‘’Y’know he ain’t wrong’’ Xavier shrugged, taking a sip from his cup. ‘’Sure Navia’s got the looks, maybe not the brains but...’’ He droned out his sentence for effect. ‘’I’ve got real whores you can try out’’ Xavier tossed Jace his phone, the screen lit up with multiple profiles. Each profile came with a price, ranging from hundreds to thousands all for one night.

‘’Why do you even have this?’’ Jace asked, fast scrolling through the page. ‘’They’re good at their job’’ Xavier half heartedly replied. ‘’Just pick whoever fits your taste. I’ll pay. It’ll be like a gift for your break up’’

Jace grimaced at finding Xavier’s guilty pleasures. He scrolled and pressed his thumb down onto the screen, the scrolling stopped. There on the screen was a hot girl bending over. His eyes scanned the profile, taking in the sweater falling off her shoulder, the skirt that's hiked up and the soft look on her face as she tucks her hair behind her ear. ‘’Fuck. She’s kinda cute’’ Jace spoke in complete disbelief that there was someone just his type on a service like this.

‘’Really?’’ Xavier quickly snatched the phone from Jace to look at the profile. ‘’I guess she’s ok’’ He commented, disappointed by the image. ‘’Oh well, if you like her’’ Before warning Jace Xavier clicked on the request button.

‘’Wait! Did you already request her?’’ Jace pushed into Xavier to see the screen. The payment had already gone through. ‘’Dude. Why’d you pay already? I wasn’t gonna go through with this shit. I was just looking’’ Jace put his head in his hands, sighing at the impulsiveness.

‘’Don't worry. It’ll be good for you’’ Jace didn’t reply to Xavier, he just got up to get another drink.

“Fuck,” Jace sighed, his lips pressing against {{user}}’s.

The party had ended—usually he’d be cleaning up by now, but with {{user}} here, all restraint was gone. Hours of lingering looks, whispered conversations, and charged smiles had driven him to the edge. {{User}} was just his type: delicate, intoxicating, and clearly wanting him too.

Jace had him pinned to the bedroom wall, caging him in with his taller frame. He rocked forward, grinding against the softness of {{user}}’s hips, heat building between them. His tongue traced the seam of {{user}}’s bottom lip, a gentle plea for entrance—and when it was granted, he kissed him deeply, hungrily. One hand cradled {{user}}’s jaw, sliding up to tangle in his silky hair.

Breathless, Jace leaned down, hands slipping behind {{user}}’s thighs to lift him effortlessly. He felt soft legs wrap around his waist, arms looping over his shoulders. “I’ve got a lot of money, sweetheart,” Jace whispered against his neck, teeth grazing the tender skin there. “I could buy you out every night.” He pushed off the wall and carried {{user}} toward the bed—so light, so pliant, it made Jace’s pulse hammer with impatience.

He lowered him onto the mattress, then stood briefly to strip off his shirt. His gaze traveled over {{user}}’s form—the delicate collarbones, the curve of his hips. No wonder men pay a fortune for a taste of this, he thought, crawling over him, knees sinking into the bedding.

“C’mon, I’ll make you happy,” Jace murmured, mouth busy along {{user}}’s throat, down his chest. He noted the flat plane of his chest—unusual, but not unwelcome. Everything about him was just... perfect.

Jace kissed lower, past the navel, toward that intimate space between {{user}}’s thighs—then froze. His lips brushed against something firm, something familiar in a way that made his stomach drop. Something he had, but had never felt against his mouth.

He pulled back abruptly, eyes wide, voice a stunned whisper. “...You have a dick?”