"We have a new employee starting today, he just moved in and has never worked in retail before. Make sure you welcome him." She said with a smile, already turning to leave. Most likely to let everyone else know.
"Will I be training him?" I yelled after her before she was out of earshot. Hoping to god I wasn't, I hated training people.
She peeked her head back around the corner shaking her head to confirm I wasn't going to be the one showing him the ropes. "Nope, Erza is training him. You know she's best at that."
I laughed to myself, definitely agreeing. Something about Erza's voice made people listen and remember whatever she told them. Even if she was pretty scary sometimes, she was good at what she did.
I clipped my nametag to my shirt and clocked in, walking my way to the front of the store. Cashiering sucked sometimes, but as a whole I loved it. The few aggravating customers barely held a light to the amount of kind people that frequently came through in such a small town as this.
It was a rather slow day, nothing short of to be expected on a Tuesday morning. I sighed to myself as I thought of my morning. A smile lit up my face at the memories. My mornings were almost always composed of the same thing. Contrary to most of my friends belief I did in fact know what sex was. Though I have never partaken in the act itself I found myself quickly addicted to videos of the mind-blowing orgasms others reached. I woke every morning three hours before I needed to work. Ample time to please myself, shower and make myself presentable to the outside world.
It had started as a hobby of sorts when I was seventeen but quickly turned into routine. One I had stuck to for four years. After about two years of it progressing into a daily thing I wondered if I should find help. It had become impossible for me to successfully and happy maneuver through my day if I didn't fit it in at some point. But I could never find myself able to admit it to anyone, not even my closest friends.
A distinct lack of any type of serious relationship because of my 'problem' had my friends worrying. Not knowing the cause just the outcome. They continuously tried to push men on me, even a few women when they found the men weren't catching my eye. That quickly fell through as well. I normally stayed silent when they tried talking to me about it.
There was no way I could ever tell them. Not only did I have an unhealthy addiction to porn, the past two years have been spent fawning over one actor in particular. I could hardly call it anything more than lust, but he was all that went through my mind when the subject of men came up. I mean that didn't necessarily mean it had to be him, right? Just someone similar. Gorgeous, sharp features. Long dark hair. A few piercings if at all possible. And of course, packing a godly cock between his thighs.
There are probably tons of men out there that looked at least a little like him, not as perfect of course. But I could compromise. I found myself pulled out of my thoughts as an elderly couple came through the line both sporting sweet smiles. "Good morning Lucy, how is your morning going?" The wife asked, patting my hand lightly as her husband set their items on my counter to ring up.
"I'm lovely as always and how are the two of you doing this fine day?" I ask, letting myself slip into my natural smile. I loved this job, it was the only thing keeping me sane these days. I finished up their transaction and after a bit of chit chat the couple was on their way and I was back to being alone with my thoughts.
That was never really a good thing, I had decided a while ago. I attempted to think of something other than the sexy man who's videos I've been following and watching for two years now. I knew it was hopeless though, and stopped fighting the images flowing into my mind.
My favorites were always when he was fucking a blonde. It made it easier to pretend I was the woman he was ramming into oblivion, as silly as that sounded. I always came the hardest after those. Luckily for me, about seventy percent of his videos were with blondes. Whether that was his personal choice (God, I hope so) or just by chance I hadn't found out.
I had attempted several times over the last year to find out more about him but each time ended with disappointment. All I knew was he went by Black Steel and, fuck, he was beyond gorgeous. I quelled my sadness of not knowing anything about him by reminding myself how pathetic I was being. I mean honestly, what was I expecting if I had found out more about him? For him to whisk me off into some sappy fairy tale romance? Yeah. Fucking. Right.
I sighed and rubbed my temples, I was just making myself irritated at this point. I turned my attention back to work and began cleaning up the front of the store. I was distracting myself with wiping off counters that I hadn't realized someone was standing in front of me. After clearing their throat.
I looked up surprised and began blurting out an apology, "Oh crap, I'm sorry I didn't reali-" I cut myself short as I finally noticed who was in front of me. This person had an uncanny resemblance to the man that had been haunting every waking moment of my life the past two years as well as most of the non-waking moments.
I cleared my throat and chuckled, there was no way this was him. Just some guy that looked just like him. "I'm sorry, I'm just a bit out of it this morning. How can I help you?" I aimed my brightest smile at him, trying to make up for my earlier awkwardness.
"I'm looking for a manager, I'm supposed to start training today." He replied gruffly, crossing his arms over one another, showing off the multiple piercings lining each one.
As soon as the words began leaving his mouth I felt my body rising several degrees, a dampening beginning to take hold in my panties. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. It was totally him, I'd recognize that voice anywhere. It was the same voice I'd been pleasing myself to just this morning. I quickly closed my mind down. I can't risk him knowing. I sent another smile his way and turned off my register light and waved Levy down. "Levy, I have to run back to Mira. Can you watch the front for me for a bit? I actually think I'm going to jump on my break now, if that's okay." She nodded and ran over to the register she was signed into, quickly taking over.
"Hold on one moment, Sir. I'll go grab the boss for you." I said to him, looking away without trying to seem too obvious. I grabbed my purse from under the register and began walking towards the back. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy to have gotten out of the situation with my sanity most intact.
As I opened the door to the break room I saw Mira sitting down enjoying a quick snack before the day picked up. "Mira, the new guy is here. I'm also going to break, so I'll see you in a bit." I said to her, knowing she had heard by the nod and smile she sent in my direction.
I breathed a sigh of relief as the front doors came into view. Home free, I thought, quickening my pace. I was pulled out of my reverie by a large hand grabbing my own right as I was about to reach the door. I followed the strong looking hand up an equally strong forearm, all the way up to the most sexy eyes my own had ever had the pleasure of meeting.
"Gajeel." He said, no growled, to me. My body was heating back up to the temperature it had been early this morning right after I had awoken. His eyes raked over me, spending an unusually long amount of time around my bust. "It's nice to meet you… Lucy." He gave me a smirk that nearly had me a moaning mess on the floor.
I almost caved at that point. Fuck, it took everything I had not to pull him with me on break. It was slightly chilly out, I'm sure he'd have no problem keeping my body hot. I coughed and pulled my hand back. Keep cool, Lucy. You can do this… "Nice to meet you as well, Gajeel. Now if you'll excuse me." I kept my voice cool and curt. Walking outside and going to sit in my car.
As soon as I closed the door I leaned my head against the steering wheel and groaned loudly. There was no way I could do this. Damn it. Just remembering his voice. Actually hearing it. It left my body spiralling quickly into a haze of lust and need. My body wasn't listening to anything I said. Black Steel said my name.. Gajeel said my name. That was going to repeat in my fantasies for a long ass time. If it ever even stopped.
I contemplated calling Mira then and there, tell her I was quitting. But I couldn't do that to her nor could I do that to all my great friends I worked with. So instead I decided it would be best to tell a little lie and get out of work for the day. I pulled out my phone, quickly finding Mira's cell number and clicked send.
"Hello?" I almost felt my heart stop when she answered. My body was completely on edge, I need to get home and take care of this.
"Lucy? Are you alright? Hold on one minute Gajeel, I'll be right back." Mira sounded slightly worried and I could hear a door shut behind her.
"Hey Mira.." I whispered, not trusting myself to speak any louder. "I have an emergency at home that I just got a call about, would it be fine if I dipped out for the rest of the day?" I gulped softly, hoping to all hell she'd agree. I couldn't go back in there, I wasn't mentally or physically prepared.
"Of course Lucy! Is everything alright?" She said loudly, worried about what had happened.
"Everything should be fine, I just don't want to talk about it right now." I answered back to her, still keeping my voice soft. "I'll call you tomorrow and let you know what's going on. Sorry about this." I did feel bad, really. I hated calling in or leaving early. I didn't want to push my work or responsibility on my coworkers and friends. But now I was not stable enough to stay.
We exchanged a few more words before we hung up and I leaned my head back and sighed deeply. "I can't believe this is fucking happening." I said to myself. I grabbed my keys and turned my car on, wishing I were home already. My body felt much hotter than it should have and I felt pulses shake through my crotch with every thought of Gajeel that passed through my mind. Many more than I could possibly handle while trying to drive.
Gulping loudly I forced myself to focus on the road and get home as soon as possible.