Ezra took a lap around Jin. His dark eyes scanned him over from head to toe as if deciding something. The gaze did not stay in one place for too long before it shifted back to Heath, nodding in agreement. Jin would do, for now. 

"You're a sweet one," Commented Ezra, as he leaned in close to Jin and ran his nose along the side of his neck, feeling his mouth watering at the scent alone. 

His hand took Jin's into his own as he whispered, "Lead the way." 

Pale baby blues got one last glance at Heath before he led Ezra out. It wasn't the first time Heath placed a client on him without asking or any heads up. However, this was the first time in a long time that he's done it. The two of them have a bit of an understanding of one another. Maybe he had finally lost his taste for him, keeping Jasper away and now this. 

Ezra's eyes ran along Jin's form once more as they headed off to his room, watching as his slender hips swayed much like a woman's when he walked. Tongue licking his lips at the thought of having his first omega. 

Jin opened the door to his room. Everyone who worked the floor had their own room. A room in which they had to pay for, along with everything else they needed or wanted. You know the typical scam every young attractive desperate person gets drawn into. 

The promise of a better life than the one they had currently. Only the promise came with a hidden price tag.  'Come stay with me. I'll get you back on your feet in exchange for a little something.' That little something ends up being you selling your soul bit by bit, pulling yourself deeper and deeper into debt along the way to the point you see that there's no way out, and you give up. 

Jin accepted his role here a long time ago. He saw just how trapped he was and gave up for more than a while. Only recently has he been pushing to give himself some kind of retirement. Jin liked to call it. He knew his looks would only last but so long. The ride on top wasn't a permanent position, as he felt he was starting to see now. It would soon be taken from him by another, which was why he's narrowed in on just a handful of top regulars. Jin thinks worst comes to worst maybe one of them would be his way out of here. 

His room matched his overall personality, not that Ezra would know that. It was clean and well put together. Simple colors, mostly back with hits of red. Different textures allowed for certain items to pop out. The lights dimmed low. A large king-sized bed with a single solid tall post at each corner of it. Anchors at the tops and bottoms of each. A mounted suspension hook dead center of his bed as well as the room. 

Simple but elegant seating area with a full-sized couch, two chairs, and a dark stained wooden coffee table. A small bar cart next to what Jin liked to consider his personal area. His own chair that only he's sat in with two bookcases. Both of which were filled from top to bottom with books. That contained anything and everything that's come to interest him over the years. 

The last piece of furniture was a storage dresser that matched along with all the other wood pieces of his room. It had some beautifully handcrafted carvings around the framing of it. This dresser held items in which most of his clients loved. This was the reason they came to him; simple everyday items such as rope, chains, tape, paddles. You know those types of items. 

"Whiskey?" Asked Jin as he shut the door behind them. 

Not waiting for an answer as he walked over, pouring a drink for him. 

"Usually, I'm given a bit of a heads up before I entertain, so pardon me if I'm not on top of my game at the moment," Spoke Jin, in a light tone as he passed Ezra his drink. 

Watching Ezra as he swished the dark liquid around in his glass, taking another lap this time about his room much as he had around him moments ago. Unlike most, his attention went to the bookcases over the dresser. Jin clenched his jaw as Ezra ran his hand over his personal things. The few things in his room that he actually cared about would be the one thing he decided to touch. Jin was completely zoned unphased at the comments Ezra made about the books. 

Ezra could tell that touching the books pushed the limits of what Jin seemed to be used to, which intrigued him. Noticing how the corner was set up; it appeared to be his space out of the entire room that was all technically his. 

"So besides the given want makes you the most requested?" 

Ezra could see based on looks alone why Jin was the one that Heath brought to him tonight. He was attractive and different from the normal. They both had dark locks, but Jin's was almost pitch black with less of a wave to it. The pale baby blues he had paired nicely with his porcelain skin and pink flushed lips. Ezra was shockingly tanned with his very little time out in the sun over the past years. Nothing overly special about his features, typical of any male alpha. Dark eyes, rounded nose, sharp jawline, and perfect cheekbones. Not that the jawline could be seen with the beard he now sported. 

Jin smirked to himself, so Heath didn't say anything to him. 

"I have special talents or tastes that appeal to some." He whispered. Each word carried its own weight of lust on it. 

Jin knew his role, and he knew it well. Letting his hand run along the front of Ezra's dark-washed jeans as he pulled himself close to him. They all knew what this place was. Why act coy. Alpha's didn't come to him for coy. His smirk grew as he undid Ezra's belt, grabbing the metal and whipping the leather out so fast from the loops that held it in place that the end of the belt cracked the air behind him.