me drēje live (a true whore) (слэш)

Then Aemond heard a creak. With a shiver he realised it was the door which had opened. Voices were to be heard but Aemond couldn’t make sense of the words at first. Then “…and he’s very fresh, I assure you. Hasn’t been used often so he is still very tight.”
A full body shiver went through Aemond as he realised that Sylvi was prising him like he was cattle to be bought. But that’s what he had wanted, right? Whilst Aemond’s mind was running circles around his anxiety his core was practically on fire. His body knew exactly what to do and Aemond tried to simply admit to his bodily urges.
“Wonderful, exactly what we were searching for.”
Aemond froze. His breath caught in his throat and all of his desire abruptly went cold. He knew that voice.
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Aemond decides to let Madam Sylvi sell him without anyone knowing who he is. The only thing they can see of him is his exposed backside to be fucked, so whee could be the harm in it?
Kinktober Prompt 02 ~ Glory Hole/Stuck in Wall