"I can't just let you leave with nothing, sweetie. This is your living and---I wouldn't want you to go to some fucker who might beat you and hurt you after me."

Even though it was Jack's life, Hunter didn't like the fact that some bastard might hurt Jack after he left the hotel the next morning. He slid a hand around Jack's waist as the limo slowed down as they neared the hotel. Sipping some champagne he smiled softly and kissed the other man's neck.

"You are? I can't wait to have those lips around my stiff cock. We can sit and enjoy ourselves first though. I've got coke and booze a plenty in the hotel room. We can order room service too if you'd like. You could do with a nice meal, you poor thing."

A playful finger came out to gently tap Jack's stomach.