Daredevil Prompt Post #12

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Fill: El Templo (Matt/Foggy)

[(Anonymous)]

You have to be referred to El Templo to even get a reservation (they don't call it an appointment, or a session, or anything like that). Foggy supposes it's for security, since discretion is El Templo's hallmark. Or it's rumored to be, anyway.

Marci's the one who refers him. She was referred by Chao, who gave her the referral as a reward for a particularly gruelling case, and she gushed to Foggy about it for a week, all the while swearing him to secrecy.

But it's his birthday, and Marci's flush, so she got him a reservation.

"I picked Matt for you," she says, smiling like a cat who ate a canary. "You'll like him. He's blind, by the way, but trust me, his abs more than make up for it."

El Templo doesn't have a website, no Facebook or Twitter. Foggy has no idea who Marci might have picked out for him.

The day before his reservation, a pretty blonde woman in a pencil skirt arrives at his office door, handing him a business card with "Karen Page, Client Services" printed on it. In the corner is the logo Marci told him to look for: a broken column that creates a distinctly phallic shape.

Miss Page smiles and hands him an envelope with a four-digit number written on it, and tells him to look everything over before his reservation tomorrow.

"We can have a drink waiting for you," she says. "What's your poison?"

"Oh, uh, beer, I guess," Foggy stammers.

Miss Page produces a piece of card stock, with beer names neatly printed. Foggy doesn't recognize any of them, so he picks one at random. Then Miss Page tells him again to look over the paperwork, and leans forward to flip over the card she gave him. On the other side is an address, and the same four-digit number as on the envelope.

"Give the card to the receptionist," Miss Page says. "They'll look after you."

"Seems like a lot of work for a..."

"A bordello?" Miss Page says, grinning. "I think you'll find we aspire to be a little more than that."

With that, she's gone.

Foggy's too embarrassed to open the envelope at work, so he waits until he's home. Inside is a code of conduct, with a note telling him to read carefully. Beneath that is a checklist of sexual preferences, with a note that his checklist can be kept on file and updated whenever he wants. The note also says in gentle phrases that he can instead discuss the checklist with his companion.

Foggy feels his heart racing as he reads some of the options further down, and imagines handing this list over to a stranger. He checks off "prefer to discuss."

The address on Miss Page's card is an old brownstone in Midtown. There's nothing to indicate what business operates out of the location except for the discreet logo in brass on the door. Foggy takes a deep breath and opens the door, to find an elegant reception area manned by a slender young black man. Foggy hands over the card, and the young man smiles.

"You're Matt's reservation," he says. "Since it's your first time, I have to double check that you've read the code of conduct?"

"Uh, yeah."

The young man clicks something on the computer. "And do you have your checklist?"

"I, uh, I'd prefer to discuss?"

"Sure," the receptionist says warmly. "Don't worry, a lot of people do that for their first reservation. If you want to head over to table 3, Matt will be there in a moment."

He waves toward a door, and Foggy goes through to what must have been the parlor. There's a small bar set up in the corner, and cabaret tables scattered throughout the room. There's a small stage at the far end, where a pretty Asian woman and an adorable blond man are performing an acrobatic routine that is both sensual and jaw-droppingly physically demanding. Foggy makes his way to table 3, trying not to stare at the others in the room.

There's the pale, dark-haired woman leaning on the bar, talking to Miss Page.

There's the blonde woman with a man on his knees next to her, a collar around his neck.

There's the huge black man whose muscles have muscles, smiling as he chats with the gorgeous woman in the sparkling cocktail dress.

There's the man with his dark hair cropped short, wearing a skull t-shirt, grinning and pulling a red-haired woman into his lap.

There's the beautiful Latina woman behind the bar, scanning the room.

"The Hennepin Saison?" someone says. Foggy turns around to find himself staring at...abs. All he can think of are the abs he can see through the thin t-shirt.

"What?"

"You ordered the Hennepin Saison, right?" the vision with the abs says. Foggy manages to tear his eyes away to look up at a face with incredible bone structure and artful stubble, wearing a pair of red sunglasses and a smile.

"Did I?"

"That's what Karen told me. Please tell me you're waiting for Matt?"

"Uh, yeah..."

"Then I've got the right guy." He puts the glass down and slides into the seat next to Foggy. His knee brushes Foggy's, but he doesn't move any further into Foggy's space. "Pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, you're Matt!" Foggy says articulately.

Matt (apparently) laughs. "Have been for a while." He has an amazing smiles. "What can I call you?"

"Fuh-Foggy."

"Foggy. OK, that's a new one." Matt's grinning, leaning back in his chair. He jerks his head toward the stage. "How's the show?"

"It's, uh, very...impressive."

"Not sexy?"

"It's...a little sexy. Although I question the choice of green spandex."

Matt laughs. "Awesome. We've been giving Danny shit all week about that."

Foggy watches the green-spandex-clad man twist around a silk hung from the ceiling.

"This is my first time," Foggy blurts out.

"I know. They do tell me these things."

"I, uh, I don't exactly know what to do."

Matt shrugs. He hasn't tried to touch Foggy. If they were in any bar in the city, anyone would think they were friends. "No rules to that," he says easily. "Whatever you want. No need to rush. You know that we each only take one reservation a night, right?"

"I, uh, I'm not sure I did."

"So no time limit. But do me a favor and don't get too drunk, otherwise I'll just wind up holding your hair back while you puke, and that's just not sexy."

Foggy takes a sip of beer.

"I'll try not to," he says. "Guess you have to deal with this a lot, huh? First-timers?"

"Yeah."

"Can I ask you...about the checklist?"

"Sure. I mean, we have to talk about it at some point."

"Do people actually ask for...some of the stuff on there?"

"The kinkier stuff? Sure. Usually not right out the gate, but yeah." Matt cocks his head. "The rule here is: you can ask for anything. And I have the right to say no, but generally if I do, I'll refer you to one of the others." He gestures around the room.

"You ever...get something really weird?"

"Sure. But...do this long enough, and you start to realize that everyone thinks they're weird, and they're not. We all just want to have a good time, and be ourselves, right?"

Foggy wonders how much of what Matt is saying is an act.

"Do you have a good time?" he says.

"Yeah, I do."

Onstage, the acrobatic routine is finishing. Green-spandex-Danny and the Asian girl bow and leave the stage, and music comes on over the speakers. Foggy takes a long drink of beer and looks at the gorgeous man beside him.

"I don't want anything kinky," he says in a rush.

"That's OK, too," Matt says, sounding amused.

"No, I'm not even sure - this wasn't even my idea, I've never used a prost - sex worker, I mean -"

"Hey," Matt says, "we can move at whatever pace you want. And if all you want is for somebody to be nice to you, I'm not going to get offended."

"I'm going to be honest," Foggy says. "I think I can manage a little more than that."

"You mean...hold hands?" And Matt's smile has gone sharp and a little wicked.

"Whoa, slow down there, I've only had one beer."

Matt leans back, and Foggy admires the way his shirt pulls across his chest.

"How many beers before you'll come upstairs with me?" Matt says.

Foggy drains the glass.

"Looks like just one," he says.

He stands up, and Matt holds out his hand.

"Sorry to ask, but do you mind leading me? Just make sure I don't run into anyone else or trip over a chair."

"Sure." Foggy takes his hand. "Guess we get to hold hands after all."

Matt smirks. "Yeah, it's all downhill from here."

Foggy leads Matt into the reception area and up the stairs, helping him avoid tripping over the man on his knees. His heart is pounding, and Matt squeezes his hand reassuringly. Matt directs him down the hall, and opens the door himself. He turns to Foggy, and quickly leans in and brushes his lips across Foggy's.

"Do you want to come in?" he says.

Foggy hesitates on the threshold. But it's just him and a beautiful man, with no pressure and no expectations.

"Yes," he says, stepping inside.

Re: Fill: El Templo (Matt/Foggy)

[(Anonymous)]

Oh Yesss. I neded this.
I needed to get my kinky dosis.
Now now Foggy dont be shy. Matt will give you the ebst of times.
I hope there is part two and three and many many more