Be My Companion

Alexis

I thought Julian was joking. In fact, I was absolutely sure he was joking.

I took a sip of my mocktail and sat in my seat quietly, trying to hide the blush that was rising in my cheeks because of Julian's forward remarks, and the rise in the crotch of my pants. I felt Julian's eyes burn into the side of my face, but I chose to ignore it.

"I'm just going to the bathroom," Julian announced suddenly.

Finally giving in to his cheeky, seductive charm, I looked up at him and he had a devilish glint in his eye.

No. There was absolutely no way.

I was never a big drinker, which is why becoming a sober companion was very easy for me, regardless of the lies Charlie fed the media. However, sitting at this table alone, I desperately wanted a shot of liquid courage. Julian wasn't really thinking of doing something so risky at an event like this, was he?

This was a prank. Surely, this was a prank.

Even though I told myself that this was a prank, I soon found myself on my feet, gliding across the floor towards the bathroom as if I was in a trance. My heartbeat increased with each step and as I pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom, I froze on the spot.

I couldn't be doing this. I was a professional. Technically, I was working a job at the moment, escorting my client to a function as outlined in my contract.

Get out of there, Alexis. Leave now.

A cubicle door swung open in the back corner and Julian took a step outside, eyeing me with a look that told me he meant business. My thighs clenched at the sight of the dark expression in his face, and any professionalism I had in me immediately flew out the window.

Every other cubicle door was open, suggesting that we had the bathroom to ourselves - at least for now. In a flash, I had found myself wrapped in Julian's arms as his lips feverishly kissed mine. He pulled me into the cubicle and closed the door behind me, locking it with his free hand.

"You drive me crazy, Lex," he breathed.

I knew we didn't have much time, and lord knows I'd have to loosen up in order to take that thick trunk of his. I unzipped my pants and unlatched my belt, wriggling my pants and my briefs down to the floor. I kicked myself free of them and hung them on the hook on the inside of the cubicle door.

"Lift me up," I whispered.

Julian bit my lip as he placed his hands on my hips and hoisted me up off the floor with ease, my legs hooking around his waist. I leaned forward and thrusted my tongue into his mouth in a hungry kiss, my lips silently screaming for more.

With one arm hooked around his neck, the other slid down his shoulder, trailing down his forearm, and gripped his hand. I pulled it up to my face and with a cheeky grin, began sucking on his middle and index fingers.

"Baby..." Julian growled.

"You need to work me up to take that monster of yours," I whispered. "We don't have much time. Get to it."

Julian slipped his wet digits inside of me and caught my mouth in a kiss before I could moan out loud. His knowledgeable fingers got to work, pleasuring me and opening me up.

"Julian..." I moaned.

The way his broad frame so easily supported my body with one arm impressed me, but it was in the way he kissed me that told me that this time was going to be different. Our first time was slow and passionate; earlier today, we kind of had fun with it; right now, though, Julian just wanted his release, no matter what it took.

We heard the bathroom door open and two voices filter in. I thought that Julian would pause what he was doing, but then a cheeky smirk crossed his face and his nimble fingers kept going.

I buried my face into his neck to suppress any sort of noise that may involuntarily escape my mouth. His two fingers soon became three, and I didn't know how I was going to contain myself any longer.

We heard the two voices continue talking and then the unmistakable sound of the faucets came on. As soon as we heard the door open and swing shut again, I let out a moan into Julian's shoulder.

“I need you," he whispered.

"Do you have a condom?" I mumbled.

He shook his head, but at this point, all I wanted was for him to fill me up.

"It doesn't matter. Just fuck me, Julian."

Julian pressed a kiss against my lips. "Your wish is my command, Lex."

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Julian

The more I thought about how forbidden this sexual encounter was, the harder I got.

Fuck.

Alexis's lips were all over me, searching every crevice of my exposed neck, tracing a passionate trail across my jawline.

“Julian…” Alexis whispered.

Fuck.

This man drove me wild every time he moaned my name.

I needed to be inside of him, more than I had ever needed something in my entire life.

Pushing his back against the wall, I fished my hard cock out of my pants and began lathering it with my saliva. My lips never left his as I jerked my dick with one hand, holding him up firmly with the other.

"Fuck me," he whispered.

I pressed the head of my length against him and slipped inside. I immediately felt the intimate sensation of being inside him without any protection, and god damn it felt good. He gritted his teeth as he took me inside of him, and I began kissing down his neck to try and appease him.

"You're so big," he muttered.

"And you're so fucking tight," I responded.

He silently nodded his head, encouraging me to continue, and as soon as I found myself buried deep inside of him, the door swung open again and I heard the distinct voice of Scottie.

The thrill of getting caught in this predicament by my teammate scared me, but it also thrilled me to the point where I didn't know how long I was going to last inside of Alexis. I saw a look of fear come across Alexis, but his expression was quickly replaced with an unadulterated look of pleasure as I pulled back and drove my length inside of him.

He brought his teeth down onto my shoulder and bit into the fabric of my jacket as I thrusted inside of him. His hole squeezed around my cock as I continued to relentlessly pound him out.

The sound of Scottie using the urinal close by almost broke my concentration, but the feel of Alexis taking every inch of me drove me wild. I couldn’t stop, and I wouldn’t stop.

I grabbed his head and forced his lips against mine to suppress the groans that were going to come out. With one last long thrust, I shot my load deep inside of him. A soft moan escaped his lips as I finished my release inside of him.

With sweat dripping down my forehead, I looked into Alexis's brown eyes and smiled. I pressed my index finger against his lips and waited to hear the sound of Scottie's footsteps leaving the bathroom. Alexis popped my finger into his mouth and began sucking on it gently.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Scottie left the bathroom and we heard the door shut.

"You're insatiable," Alexis whispered, patting me on the shoulder.

I grinned and placed his feet back down on the floor. "And your ass is unforgettable, baby."

Alexis pulled his underwear and his pants back on and helped me straighten up my collar and tie. He flattened the shoulders of my blazer with his palms and smiled up at me.

"We've been gone too long," he said. "You leave first and I'll be out in a few minutes."

I pushed the stall door open and began walking out. I stopped in my tracks and turned to face Alexis whose face was still flushed after I fucked him raw.

"What?" he asked.

I grinned. "It's going to drive me wild knowing you'll be sitting next to me out there with my load inside you."

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Alexis

Sitting next to Julian for the rest of the engagement party knowing he had just fucked me up against the wall and left his babies inside of me for the duration of the event was an unusually thrilling sensation.

Every now and then, as we fended off offers of alcohol and engaged in friendly conversation with his teammates, Julian would discreetly slip his hand on my thigh and would squeeze it, followed by the cheekiest smirk on his face. Who knew that American football's bad boy next door was so dirty?

With the formal matters aside, the DJ began playing their set and a majority of the guests in attendance got up to dance with the engaged couple. Julian sat comfortably next to me, his jacket sitting on the back of his chair and his tie loosened and top button undone.

"Are you going to get up?" I asked him.

Julian shook his head. "I'm not much of a dancer."

"You were great at salsa the other day," I said. "Maybe we could get up there and show everyone a thing or two."

Julian laughed but didn't say anymore.

Something about the way he had dismissed that comment had thrown me off. He kept his gaze away from me and his eyes were slowly scanning the room.

Was he ashamed of me?

Not that I had any expectations of our new situationship, but it would still irk me to know that I was Julian's secret little guilty pleasure. He had proudly danced with me at salsa class, so what was different now? Maybe that was because no one knew him there. Now that we were in a room with some of his closest friends, perhaps the game had changed.

Sure, fucking me in the bathroom in secret was fine. But dancing with me in public? Unimaginable.

I felt myself getting worked up thinking about this, so I quickly excused myself to get a glass of non-alcoholic grape juice from the bar.

Why was I so angry? Was it jealousy? Was I envious of all the glaringly happy hetero couples in here who got to touch each other publicly without fear of being condemned?

It's not like I could be angry. Julian and I weren't a couple. He was my client, and I was his sober companion. There was nothing more to it than that.

I thanked the bartender and took my drink back to my table. A woman in a form-fitting red dress with her dark hair tied up in a ponytail had struck a conversation with Julian and was leaning against the back of my chair. Neither of them acknowledged me as I approached my table, and it was only when I shuffled past her to sit down that the woman finally looked my way.

"Oh," Julian said. "This is my sober companion, Alexis. Alexis, this is Margaux."

Alexis? He was back to calling me Alexis?

"Nice to meet you," she greeted me. "I've heard about you. I think your profession is very admirable."

I could tell she was sincere and meant every word she said. Every fibre of my being was telling me not to resent this kind woman, but I felt a territorial sense of protection over Julian, and she was clearly infringing on that.

"Thank you," was all I could say.

Margaux turned her attention back to Julian. "I'll let you get back to it. It was very nice meeting you, Alexis. I'll see you around, Julian." She touched his shoulder gently and threw him a very seductive look before walking off.

Julian's eyes followed her before turning back to me. The grin on his lips disappeared when he saw the look on my face. I wasn't even sure of what look I had on my face, but it mustn't have been a good one for his smile to completely disappear like that.

"What's wrong, Lex?" he asked me.

Oh. Now I was back to Lex.

"Nothing." I tried to sound as undisturbed as possible.

"You're mad at me." He wasn't asking; he was stating a fact.

"I don't want to talk about it."

Julian frowned at me. "What? Are you jealous of her? Come on, Lex. She's just one of the cheerleaders on our team."

"I've just met her and I can tell that you two are more than just workmates."

I felt my temper rising, and with it, my voice became louder. I didn't want to attract any more unnecessary attention so I turned away from him and began sipping at my drink.

"Okay fine. We've fucked before, but that was a long time ago. We're just friends now."

I nodded my head but refused to look in his direction.

Julian sighed. "Why do I have to explain myself to you? You're just..."

A sense of anger rose deep from my gut and up into my chest, like a forceful power had taken over me. I turned to look at Julian, my nostrils flaring.

"That's right, Julian. I'm just your sober companion. Nothing more, nothing less." I leaned in towards him to ensure no one else heard me. "Regardless of what we just did in that bathroom, or the fact that I still have your babies inside me."

Julian squirmed around uncomfortably next to me but said nothing.

"As much as I want to go home right now, I'm a professional. I will sit here and do my job until you're ready to leave." I looked Julian dead in his blue eyes. "I'm just your sober companion after all."

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Julian

It wasn't long after Alexis's outburst that I decided I had had enough of the party. Alexis followed behind me silently as I did the rounds, saying goodbye to my friends and teammates, before hugging both JT and Tessa goodbye.

"Thank you for coming," JT said to both Alexis and me.

"Not a problem, bro."

I hugged JT once more and walked past the photographer and well-placed red carpet to the exit. I handed the valet my ticket and waited awkwardly with Alexis.

I couldn't exactly pinpoint when the change in his demeanour began. We had started out the night fine, and then I'm sure we only grew closer with the forbidden tryst we had in the bathroom. And then suddenly, he grew cold. Did he regret letting me fuck him in the bathroom? Did he regret having sex with me in general?

The valet pulled my car up in front of me and handed me the keys with a well-practiced smile. I got into the car, Alexis plotting himself down next to me, and began the short drive home.

"Lex, you can't be mad at me," I said, breaking the silence.

Alexis grumbled next to me but didn't offer any response.

"What did I do?" I asked him.

"I don't do fuckbuddies, or friends with benefits, or no strings attached fun, whatever you want to call it," he said. "I'm not the type to just sleep with someone for the fun of it, and I'm certainly not the type that gets railed up against a wall in a public bathroom."

I let out a sigh. "I know you aren't, Lex."

"What do you want from me, Julian? One second you're calling me baby and you can't keep your hands off me; the next, I'm simply Alexis, someone on your payroll."

I looked over at him and tried to ignore the hurt that was sparkling in his eyes.

“I don’t know, Lex. This is all new to me." I paused to think. "It’s not like you’re jumping at the idea of people knowing about us either. This is as taboo for you as it is for me.”

Alexis looked pained with my response, and he quickly turned away from me.

“This isn’t fair.” He sounded like he was on the brink of tears, and to be completely honest, I didn’t blame him.

“I know,” I said. “I’m sorry.”

We pulled up to my building and as soon as I had parked, Alexis pushed his door open and shut it behind him, rushing to the elevator. We stepped into the elevator together in silence and as soon as the doors shut, we both let out a collective sigh.

“Lex…” I whispered.

I reached forward and grabbed his hand, expecting some resistance. When I didn’t receive any, I pulled him towards me and wrapped my arms around him.

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled. “I just need time to figure things out, okay? We both do.”

Alexis nodded his head. As soon as the elevator doors had opened, Alexis pushed himself away from me and led me to the penthouse apartment.

He had asked me what I wanted from him, and I truly couldn’t give him an answer because I didn’t even know the answer myself. It seemed like it was only yesterday that I was the big bad boy of the NFL, hiring a sober companion at the request of my publicist to keep my image as clean as possible. And then in came Alexis.

To say I was completely derailed by Alexis Mendes would be an understatement. I was enchanted by his beauty; intrigued by his sass; obsessed with his sense of humour; and completely ensnared by that rocking body and delicious booty of his.

But now, my seemingly normal life had become so complicated because I was…

Fuck. I was infatuated with my male sober companion, and I had no fucking idea what to do about it.

Alexis disappeared into his bathroom to take a shower, and I took it as a sign to wash the sex off my own body as well. As I lathered my body in soap and ran my hands through my hair, all I could think of was Alexis. Pure thoughts of wanting Alexis to be happy. Selfish thoughts of wanting Alexis to be happy with only me. And dirty thoughts of the water dripping down that toned, bronzed body of his. My cock was coming to life at the image of his naked body, and I willed it down by trying to block Alexis’s ass out of my imagination.

I wrapped a towel around my waist and exited my bathroom where I saw Alexis standing in the kitchen with a glass of water. He looked up at me and his eyes slowly trailed down my bare chest and torso.

“Lex?” my voice came out almost like a croak.

“Yes?”

I swallowed. “Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”

Alexis froze momentarily before placing his glass down on the counter.

“Julian, if we both need time to figure things out, we should probably do that with a healthy distance between us,” he said calmly.

I nodded my head. “I know, I know. I just haven’t slept as well as I did last night in a very long time, and I think that’s because I had you in my arms.”

Alexis pursed his lips. He knew it wasn’t the wisest idea as much as I knew it wasn’t. He finished his drink and placed the empty glass in the sink.

“I’ll be with you in a minute,” he said.

With my heart racing, I returned to my bedroom and slipped into a pair of navy boxer briefs and slid under the covers. I kept staring at my bedroom door in a state of wonder, thinking about if Alexis had suddenly changed his mind and went to sleep in his own bed and left me hanging.

Moments later, his fresh face appeared in my doorway, shutting the door behind him. As if it was a well-practiced routine, Alexis slid into bed next to me and cuddled up against me. I pulled the blanket over the both of us and held him in my arms, taking the time to appreciate the feel and the scent of him.

“Is this okay?” I whispered.

Alexis nodded and buried his head into my chest.

“Goodnight Lex.”

“Goodnight Julian.”

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry for the delay of this chapter. I've been dealing with migraines among other roadblocks. I've read and appreciate all of the wonderful feedback I've received so far on this story. Moving forward, I intend on dropping a chapter once a week every Friday, so you all know when to expect another dose of Alexis and Julian.