Fic: Two Dollar Shop Sweep 1/1 The Magnificent Seven
Title: Two Dollar Shop Sweep. Author: Lopaka Tanu Disclaimer: I do not own The Magnificent Seven. Characters: Ezra, Vin (shop sweep), Chris (gunman). Words: 835 Prompt: Ezra/Vin for SFulton. Fandom: The Magnificent Seven - OW. Pairing: Ezra/Vin. Rating: Adult Warnings: Language, Sexual Harassment, Oral Sex, Fondling, Reluctant Whore!Vin. Summary: Ezra pursues a whore he's had his eye on. Author's Note: Remake of that first scene in the pilot with a slashy twist. ______________________________________
From the corner of his eye, Ezra watched the shop sweep go about his business. The young man was wild and a bit gainly to the eye. He could certainly go for a bath and shave. Still, there was something that drew the mind's attention. So, he paused in his perusal of the dry goods to admire.
The square cut of his britches were hidden beneath the coat. Yet, that rode up when he bent over to get at hard to reach spaces. It was an admirable view in Ezra's opinion.
As he watched, the weight of the gold and silver pieces in his pocket weighed heavily. This pestered at his thoughts, but he couldn't deny the draw. He really should have left town already. There was only so long in a single location before unwelcome attention was drawn.
Well, he figured, since he was leaving anyways, he might as well give it a go. Stalking over slowly, he came up behind the younger man. Keeping his fingers in his pocket, he stopped a step away and cleared his throat. "Pardon me, but might I trouble you for a moment?"
Blue eyes looked up startled, then looked past Ezra to the counter. Not seeing old man Watson, the young man nodded. "What can I do for ya?"
Ezra let his eyes trail over the sweep's body, lingering in several choice locations. "How would you care to earn a small amount of coin for a few moment's work?"
Chin raising, the younger man stared back with hard eyes. "I don't go for none of that."
Snorting, Ezra reached out a bold hand to trail his fingers along the younger man's suspenders. He pulled them out then let them snap back with a small thump. "Certainly."
Releasing the broom in to one hand, the sweep rubbed at his chest under the suspenders with the other. "Now you cut that out." He looked over Ezra's shoulder again. "I don't want no trouble."
"May be I am being too subtle." Reaching in to his pocket, Ezra pulled out two silver dollars. He held them high enough to be seen by the younger man. "Two dollars federal currency, for your two sweet lips."
The young man froze. He stared hard at the coins and swallowed. Looking away, he glanced between them and Ezra's face several times. "I can't afford to get caught, mister."
Now, Ezra's smile was perfectly predatory. He took the final step that separated them. Pushing his hand against the younger man's body, he shoved the coins in to his front pocket. He left his hand there. While in the pocket, he searched for other things.
The moment his fingers grasped warm flesh, he heard the other gasp. Ezra's fingers quicly wrapped around the firm flesh of his cock and tugged downwards. "If you make this worth my while, I will compensate you handsomely." Carefully, for maximum sensation, he slowly stroked his fingers up the stiffening flesh.
Bending forwards, the younger man clenched the broom tightly in his hand. He leaned in to Ezra as sweat began to form on his brow. "Please." His breathing grew labored as his chest heaved.
"Begging is so becoming of you." Ezra slid his fingers down to wrap around the younger man's balls. He gave them a slight squeeze and tugged him down. "On your knees."
The sweep's eyes went wide in shock. Face flushed, he looked over to the counter. "Mr. Watson..."
"Is away for a time." His other hand going to his own pants, Ezra grabbed the top button. "We have long enough if you work diligently." Popping the second one free, he felt his erection straining against the front of his underclothes.
With a nod, the younger man went down on one knee. His hands went to Ezra's waist and pulled him close. He searched the store one final time before leaning in.
Ezra shuddered as saw the kneeling man lick his lips. That gave him incentive to make short work of the remaining buttons. The moment he was free, that hot, moist mouth engulfed him, swallowing his dick whole. "Sweet mother of mercy." His hand went in to the long, stringy mass of hair and worked his fingers in to the knots.
There was no doubt that the man had done this before. Making a sucking sound, he tugged hard at Ezra's cock.
With a silent prayer to the gods above, he vowed right then and there this man was not leaving his side. As the expert tongue worked his head, he actually whimpered.
Hard boots marched in to the General Store, announcing the arrival of another.
Not wanting to be interrupted, Ezra tightened his grip in the younger man's hair to keep him where he was. He turned to glance over his shoulder at the door. Seeing it was only a gunman in black standing there, he smirked and turned back to his whore. If the man wanted this piece, he would have to wait his turn.