charisstoma

Title: The Restaurant Entre Nous de Cuisine
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 969

"Okay, this is the first maiden voyage for you as a meal so don't worry about your clothes getting messy, you're not wearing any and he's only paid for a feeding from his choice of your neck and or wrist. You wear an apron that covers all the parts not on the menu. Don't worry it washes but the vamps are usually quite neat. They don't like to waste food they say but I think they're just OCD about tidiness."

Terry gulped and nodded at Carleton the restaurant Entre Nous de Cuisine’s Sous-Chef. He was relieved that there'd be an apron to hide his everything not available to the diner.

“Ready?” Carleton wrapped a stretchy paper band like at the barber’s around Terry’s neck. “Stick out your arms and remember you sit on the diner’s lap during the feeding. Don’t wiggle or bounce.”

Nodding Terry wondered why he’d want to wiggle or bounce. Flinching maybe when the fangs went in he could see. He stuck out his arms like a scarecrow staring straight ahead thinking it would seem more professional as the crinkling of plastic being shaken out came from behind him then Carleton was in front of him, his face set in concentration as he tied and adjusted the plastic just so.

“You can put your arms down now,” Carleton told him. “The opening’s in the back but it should cover everything while you’re walking to the table. Less chance of anyone’s hand going where it shouldn’t that way and the slit up the front comes up to the top of your thigh which allows for easier walking and access once you sit on the diner’s lap. You put your hands where he arranges you. Expect that the front slit will ride up. Don’t worry he has a napkin to take care of things there. You’ll be in a slightly enclosed alcove that’s vampire dim and any noise you might make will be muffled. Your waiter after delivering you will stand outside faced away throughout the meal and convey you back here afterward.” Carleton smiled. “Don’t worry kid, you’ll do fine. We haven’t lost any of our meals yet.”

Terry nodded.

A respectful voice to his left asked, “Is he ready? His diner is here.” After Carleton answered in the affirmative and went on to the preparation of the next meal, “I’m George and you are?”

“Terry.”

“First time kid?” George asked. After Terry nodded. “Just keep your eyes on me and follow me. Vampires like to play with their food so expect his hands to wander as he sweetens your blood. He’ll probably want to kiss and lick you but as long as you stay on his lap that won’t extend too out of bounds. Are you loud when you reach orgasm?”

Terry blinked. “What?”

“Are you noisy when you come?” George asked.

“I… I don’t know. I try to be quiet when I um you know.”

“Good Heavens, are you a virgin?”

Terry blushed and nodded.

“You’re underpriced. Okay kid, your diner is going to at least work your cock. Your balls too. He may even stick his finger inside your ass and pet your prostate. If you’re getting close to coming, let him know and he’ll probably sample you a bit and either back off slightly if he wants you more sweet or he may bite you and try for a second orgasm out of you. What’s your recovery rate?” George was smiling and rubbing his hands together gleefully.

“I don’t take too long to get hard again but two is all I’ve done in a row.” Terry felt as if his face and neck was on fire.

“Don’t worry kid, this guy knows what he’s doing and you and I are going to get a great tip out of this. Keep your eyes on and follow me, at least until we get to the table then you’re all his.”

In an out of body mode, Terry followed George. Was he really going to have sex in public, well sort of as he saw the dining alcove? They’d pay him for this?! He knew his face was still bright burning red and he felt his cock rising, rubbing slightly against the apron which only made it worse.

“Ah, my dinner,” purred the voice from the dark of the alcove. “He looks presweetened.”

George’s voice was smiling, “A virgin sir. I’m told that he has been able to reach orgasm twice with short recovery time between while self stimulating.”

The purr was louder, “More than perfect.” To Terry, “come my sweet let’s see what you taste like before I even start with you.”

That is when Terry found out that a vampire’s bite could take you straight to orgasm and had a whole ‘nother level of restorative powers for more. Four times he was brought to and over the brink. Vaguely he heard his diner make arrangements that Terry be exclusively on his menu, before a chaste kiss was placed on his lips.

“Think you can walk or do you need a moment?” George asked.

Focusing his eyes on George, Terry nodded thinking if he waited too long he’d fall asleep where he stood.

George grinned, “You did great kid. You’re an exclusive now. Wait ‘til I tell Carleton,” he said gleefully. “Okay eyes on me. Once we make it back through the kitchen doors, I’ll catch you and you can sleep it off.”

Walking back all Terry could think was one foot in front of the other, don’t lose George, he’d get to sleep soon. Fighting for his mind were questions of; when was the next time he got to feed his special diner, did he have to stay celibate until then, and was he really getting paid for the best sex he’d ever had?