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blingblong55 · 6 months

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My Darling -Simon 'Ghost' Riley NSFW

^@ave661 mother fed me baby fever again...lover her though

Based on a request:

Heyyy!! How you doin?!... I hope you're doing well with every thing in your life and I with you the best so I wanted to ask about that kinktober thing👀 would you please write 5,21,22 for ghost?? (breeding, praise and after care I guess) I truly admire your writing(kicking my legs in the feet and screaming quietly😭😭😭) so I think that I don't need to talk about the scenario and I really need this😭💖 thank you~ _____ F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, breeding!kink, praise, aftercare, P-in-V, unprotected!sex, established!relationship _____

A/N: I just know this man makes love to his little darling when he wants to be soft and cute with her...

"Oh, what a good girl," he grins as you take his cock in your mouth, he pushes himself deeper into your throat, your eyes teary as he keeps you there for a moment. "Look at me my love," he whispers. Your gaze on him, his cock making you gag and then he pulls your head back, and you gasp for air. "Oh, my darling, doing so good," he leans forward and kisses you. His big arms bring you up, carrying you to his bed. The way his arms wrapped around you so protectively, it made you want him more. He lays you down on the bed and kisses you, getting on top of you as his lips stay on you. His hands were on your delicate face, bodies intertwined.

You pull away from his kiss only to have him sit down on the bed and bring you onto his lap. "Simon-" He cuts you off and kisses the tip of your nose. His free hand is on your face as the other rests on your thigh. "Such a good girl," he chuckles when you let him move you around. "I regret telling you about my kinks," you nudge him. "Oh you don't," he grins and nuzzles into your neck. "Good girl~" he whispers. You can't help but blush. "Such a good little slut for me," his lips on your neck, kissing the same spot he had many times claimed as his favourite place.

Your chest to his, one of his hands supporting your back, the other making sure his cock was sliding into you. You look at him, eyes almost closing as his fat cock slips inside your tight cunt. You whimper, biting your lip down only to have his fingers pull on your lips. "C'mon, focus on me, R/N." His voice is so soft like a plea for you only to hear. As he kisses you, his arms wrap around your body, keeping it warm and comfortable. "I won't let go, just trust me." He reassures you when he sees how hesitant you are. His balls slapped against you with each of his thrusts. Your hands are on his shoulders, holding onto him.

His lips on you, never leaving them when in between kisses he whispers sweet nothings and promises for the future. His gaze is on you, a hand on your tummy when he whispers, "I'll pump you full of my kids." Another promise for the future. His fat cock parting your lips, you cry in pleasure and as he groans or grunts he kisses you. "You'll be so beautiful when you're all chubby with my babies, that beautiful belly of yours, carrying my kids," he kisses you again. Your body pressed against him tight. You, the key to his heaven. "I love you," he reminds you, his cock twitching as he paints your walls white. He moans, kisses your shoulder and lets his cum drip from you. You both panting, holding the other with care.

His forehead resting on yours, "God, you're such a beauty." Both of you catching your breath. He kisses your hands that rest on his chest. From your hand to your shoulder, he kissed and repeated in whispers, "I love you, I really love you," it was like a soft reminder of the words you so needed to believe. He kisses your neck and jaw, "To the moon and back," he whispers. You smile and brush your hands on his hair. He hums, "Hmm, just like that," he whispers and leans into your touch. He reaches for a towel and wipes the sweat, and tears from your pretty face. "I love you too, Simon," your stare so soft, so full of love for a man who swore no one would love him.

And he knew he knew best to trust the sweet melody of your voice when you spoke the words all poets died writing. His hands caressing your delicate face. Like all songs about real love, the struggles, the sex and the tears, he wandered to you like a bluebird to a princess, his princess. He lays you back down, massages your body and lays beside you. His eyes never leave you as for the first time in his life he made real love to the woman of his dreams. All other times, it was sex for what sex is, two people, one bed. The art of making love is magical, two lovers, one bed, two lips, two hearts and one home.

Your eyes closed as you sighed, sheets over both your bodies, he smiled, staring at the ceiling. A wish a young soldier made many moons ago, now coming true. "I love you," you repeat, an oath to the gods of the sun and moon. "I love you more," he whispers back, another oath to the gods of love and war. "My only girl," he holds you tight.

A/N: this is what happens when Niall Horan plays as I write smut...

Tags: @liyanahelena @simpxxslutxx @idkwtftitbh @sevvygirl1995 @actuallyhiswife @aghast-victorian-noble @linhkhanh97 @paracosmparadise @undercover-smutlover @idesofarch @magpiemoon6 @pseudophyllus @abeltesfayefangirl

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yeahperfect · 7 months

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All these drivers congratulating Max. So many nice words. Honestly, wait until the end.

"The team is doing an amazing job, but he is doing an execptional job."

"Big congrats to him!"

"I know how good he is."

"He has done a perfect year."

"I am proud to be sharing the track with you and I hope you have many more success in the future."

#i love esteban for this!#the way he directed his message directly to max #“congratulations mate”#the eye contact #all the kind words from the others #also charles and alex and esteban just started talking and couldn’t stop praising him #max verstappen #wdc 2023 #🌳 in a row #charles leclerc #lewis hamilton #alex albon #carlos sainz #esteban ocon #f1 #formula 1

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tyrannosaurus-maxy · 6 months

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Blushes

#pink cheeks red ears #praise kink max confirmed #Max Verstappen #formula 1 #f1 #*#usa gp 2023 #austin gp 2023

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chalamet-chalamet · 2 months

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Timothée featured today in a new Variety article:

“He took every kid’s hand who came. He took a photograph with everybody who asked him, which was pretty much everyone. That was about his heart. But he’s also very savvy about marketing. He gets very engaged and brings ideas to the table.”

-Wonka producer David Heyman talking about Timothée’s idea to screen ‘Wonka’ to the children of After-School All-Stars

“I can’t imagine any other actor on the planet who could have played Willy Wonka and have the success that ‘Wonka’ had. You need everything to work in today’s world. IP alone is not sufficient. He [Timothée] wants to win, he knows how to win and he asks the right questions. He respects and cares about his fans. He feels a responsibility toward them.”

-Josh Goldstine, Warner Bros. president of worldwide marketing

“We can count on one or two hands, in any age range, the people who are legitimate movie stars. Timothée is absolutely that.”

-Dune producer Mary Parent

#timothee chalamet #high praise #timothée chalamet #dune #dune part two #wonka #wonka 2023 #david heyman #Mary parent #josh goldstine #March 13 #dune part 2

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inlovewithgreta · 6 months

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ Kinktober 2023 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

Week Five: sixty-nine/squirting

Happy Halloween - Melissa Schemmenti x Fem!Reader

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Summary: Neither you nor Melissa could keep your hands to yourselves the second you got home from a Halloween party.

Other Warnings: dirty talk, praise, mentions of alcohol, slight spanking, eating out (both r and mel receiving), fingering, implied future smut

Word Count: 1.5k

Taglist: @shslbunnylover @dopenightmaretyphoon @bellatrixsbrat @maybe-a-humanbean

A/n: Happy Halloween! I hope you all have a super spooky and fun day today! Thank you all for tuning into my first ever kinktober! You can find all of my other fics from this month here! 🧡

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Your body instantly melted at the touch of the redhead gliding her manicured hands down your stomach to remove the last piece of garment covering your body.

It didn't take long for the two of you to get undressed and in bed after leaving your coworkers Halloween party, as neither of you could keep your hands off each other the entire night.

After Melissa stripped you naked, and you her, you noticed a newfound confidence spring to life in your chest thanks to the few drinks you had in you. The redhead gasped when you flipped the two of you over, your unexpected action surprising her.

You had attempted to top her before, but the woman was truly more dominant while you were submissive, always instantly becoming putty in her hands whenever she touched you.

Normally she would flip you back over, but she didn't have it in her to fight it, as she had been fighting the temptation to fuck you during the party all night long.

"You look so hot sitting on top of me like this, sweet girl, but you know what would be hotter?"

"Hmm?" you mumbled into her neck that you began to leave marks on.

"If you sat on my face."

The redhead let out a low moan at your teeth digging into her neck, ensuring to leave a dark mark she wouldn't be able to cover, and lip gloss residue she'd have to clean.

Her fingers wrapped in your hair, pulling your strands just hard enough to pull your face back up to hers. The green in her eyes was barely visible due to her eyes dilating from lust, while her red lips were curved into a devilish smirk.

"Well?" she asked with a subtle tilt of her head. "Let me get a taste of my sweet girl."

"Only if I get to taste you too."

Melissa arched a brow at your response, your newfound confidence turning her on even more than she already was. She liked seeing this different side of you. The side that dared to challenge her dominance.

"Then you best come up here and turn around so we can both get a taste of each other," she pulled your face to meet hers, dark crimson lips smashing against your smudged lip gloss coated ones.

You sighed contently into the kiss, but let out a quiet moan when Melissa used her free hand to smack your ass, as she grew too impatient to wait any longer to get a taste of you on her tongue.

"Don't keep me waiting, Princess. Get up here."

You smiled into the kiss at her eagerness, finding it amusing how she never had any control over her neediness for you.

"It would be my pleasure, my beautiful scarlet witch." You gave her one last kiss before sliding the red hair accessory out of her hair and tossing it aside before repositioning yourself to hover your dripping wet center over the redhead's face.

Melissa wasted no time in grabbing your thighs, digging her digits into your flesh to keep you heavily pressed against her face. Her tongue slid across your folds, humming at the tangy taste of you before attaching her mouth to your puffy clit.

"That feels so good, Mel!" you sighed contently as you leaned yourself forward to give some attention to the woman laying beneath you, legs already spread wide open, awaited for your arrival between them.

"Mmm, and you taste so good.." The vibrations of her words against your clit had your hips thrusting down, forcing Melissa to tighten the grip she held on your thighs to keep you from smothering her.

Your own digits slid down her stomach to her pink pussy, slowly sliding your finger around to gather her wetness. You pulled your finger away to sneak it in your mouth, your mouth watering at your first taste of her.

She kept her focus solely on your clit as you returned a single finger to her cunt, gathering more wetness around the digit before sliding it past her hole.

"You're so tight tonight, Mel.." you stated, feeling her walls clench around your middle finger. "We are going to have to fix that."

"Mhm—" the redhead was unable to form words, her mouth being preoccupied with your pussy as she took her time with you. She knew your body well. Pleasuring you was like second nature to her. She knew all the things that made you moan, beg, quiver, and scream.

You attempted to drown out your moans by attaching your lips to her inner thigh, sucking and nibbling at the smooth and tanned flesh. Before slowly making a trail of love bites leading towards her pussy.

"Just relax," your hot breath against her wet center created goosebumps along her skin.

Your finger didn't keep a slow pace for long, wanting to increase the pleasure you were giving her while her mouth did wonders on you. Once you knew she relaxed a bit, you inserted a second finger, eliciting a lewd moan from the redhead, whose vibrations on your clit had you let out a small whine of your own in response.

Your thighs pressed against her ears, hips slowly being let go of to allow you to ride her face as she ate you out. Her skilled tongue took turns swirling around your clit and fucking your tight hole as you have her a generous amount of time between rocking your hips to do both.

"Fuck— just like that, Mel- don't stop!"

You felt a familiar feeling in your abdomen, and did your best to ignore the ache you had to come, but the tongue that flicked and slid across your sex was too hard to ignore.

"M-more! I n-need more, please-" she begged.

And that was exactly what you gave her.

More.

Your fingers curled deliciously inside her, hitting her sensitive g-spot that forced multiple moans and expletives to fall from Melissa's smudged lips.

But to her surprise, you added your mouth to the mix, completely putting the older woman into a blissful state.

"So- so close!" Mel had put more suction onto your clit, sending your sensations completely over the edge, forcing your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

You came without a loud moan, your come dripping out of your center and into Melissa's mouth. The woman lapped up your juices, using her fingers to spread your folds, allowing her access to even more of you.

Your heart-rate was through the roof, beating faster than it ever had before thanks to the woman giving you a mind blowing orgasm, and your body working overtime to pleasure her beneath you.

"Shit! Faster— go faster, Y/n!"

You didn't dare refuse the redhead of what she needed, slamming your fingers into her tight cunt while also leaving room for your mouth to attach to her sensitive clit.

She bit her puffy bottom lip, forcing her legs to stay open as her fingers slowly ran up and down your pussy, keeping you just barely stimulated while you finished her off.

"Oh god, Y/n.. fuck— I'm gonna—"

The redheads' words were cut off with a loud drawn-out moan. Her walls clenched tightly around your fingers, making it harder for you to move, but you refused to stop, knowing she was on the brink of her orgasm.

You felt her juices drip from your fingers and her back arch below you, the two most telltale signs that she was close. Dangerously close.

"Come for me, Mel..."

Lewd noises came from the redhead, both swear words and moans being mixed together like a song. Warm liquid spewed down your hand and onto the bedsheets below you as she squirted around the multiple digits fucking her.

"F-Fuck, Y/n!" Her breathing labored as her thick thighs shook relentlessly as her powerful orgasm ripped through her and soaked the bed.

You peppered kisses to the top of her thigh, helping her through her orgasm, your fingers slowly withdrew from her but continued to rub circles around her clit to allow her to feel blissed out for as long as possible.

Once you knew she had calmed down, you moved yourself to sit up behind Melissa's head to put your fingers into your mouth to suck the liquid your girlfriend coated them in. Her emerald eyes shined as they looked up at you in a haze while she motioned with her pointer finger for you to come to her.

"C'mere, sweet thing."

Once you leaned in closer, her hand cupped the back of your neck, pulling you down to latch her lips with yours in an upside down kiss. She let out a contented sigh at the taste of herself on your lips.

"Why don't I run us a bath to clean us up, hmm?" You asked the older woman once you broke from the kiss for air.

"Sounds good.. I'll put the sheets in the wash since we made quite the mess." The redhead chuckled as she wiped the smudged lip gloss from around your lips with her thumb.

"We? Who's we?" You raised a teasing brow before shuffling off the bed, but earning a sharp smack to your ass on your way off that had you gasping.

"You better watch that mouth, pretty girl or you'll be the next one to make a mess and clean it up."

"Is that a promise?" You teased her again with a smug look over your shoulder as you continued your way to the bathroom just a few feet away.

"A big one." Melissa spoke to herself and rolled her eyes playfully once you faded from view, but held a deep smirk on her face that you didn't see because she wasn't about to let your teasing slide.

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sexydoffyman · 7 months

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day 3 - PRAISE

John McTavish

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genre: fluff, smut

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You opened your eyes to look at him. He was making out with you, his eyes closed. You felt the need to look at him. He looked like an angel from your perspective. You were both already naked, just enjoying each other's presence at the moment. You were lost in his face, not noticing he begun to move lot more.

He let arms roam your body. Him grinding his hips against yours. All of his actions adding to the already beautiful moment. His low chuckles filling your ears.

He slowly slid himself into you, making sure to be gentle with you. You put your hands behind his neck, hugging him. Soap was drowning in the moment. Spurting some nonsense from time to time. Your quiet whines keeping him going.

"You don't even know what're ya doing to me." You chuckled at his statement. It was quite obvious how much he was enjoying himself. His lips met with yours again. The sound of his sloppy kisses filling the room.

"You're doing so good, darlin." He breathed out at you. You could feel a shiver go down your spine. You blushed at his blurred speech. "So good for me." Compliments kept flying your way.

He picked up the pace of his thrusts, chasing his high. The sudden friction made you feel things. You stroked his back as he kept on saying sweet words to you.

He moved just the right way, and it made you see stars. Seeing you like that made him release himself. He collapsed next to you with a grin on his face. You looked at him again with love-filled eyes.

"I love you." You spoke softly. "Don't ever stop saying that." He answered, grabbing your hand and falling into a deep slumber.

#john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #soap x reader #soap x male reader #call of duty x reader #soap mctavish #soap mctavish x male reader #soap smut #john mactavish smut #soap x female reader #cod x you #cod x reader #cod mw2 #cod kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #praise

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countingstars-17 · 1 year

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Q: "Are you surprised by the pace of Charles today?'

#max praising charles!#charles leclerc #max verstappen #f1 #formula 1 #gifs #lestappen #azerbaijan gp 2023

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skitskatdacat63 · 6 months

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"There's life in the old dog yet" - Mark Webber

#WHAT IF I SOBBED WHAT IF I CRIED IWHAT IF I DIRD #THE WAY NANDO IS LOOKING AT HOM #AND THE WAY MSRK PRAISED HIM #FINALLT WE GOT THRME TOGETHRT WHAT IF I DIED #f1 #formula 1 #fernando alonso #mark webber #webbonso #2023 brazilian gp

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nyxiswrites1200 · 7 months

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𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 ♡ 𝘿𝙖𝙮 13 ♡ 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚

Geto x Gojo x GN!Reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

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Warnings: NSFW, Minors DNI, Sexual activities, threesome, non-canon, all characters are 18+, double penetration, gender neutral, praise, aftercare

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Being able to get on good terms with two of the most powerful sorcerers was a pro in itself, but them also being attracted to you was even better.

Geto and Gojo loved talking to you and they loved the way you fluster when you saw them kiss.

It all started when you went searching for them after school...only to find Geto's cock shoved down Gojo's throat. His hand tangled in Gojo's fluffy white hair.

Ever since then they've been comfortable with letting you into their relationship. They welcome it more than anything.

At first, you just loved watching. Seeing what the two of them liked. How Geto was rough but so caring at the same time. How Gojo was always willing for something new and shameless in his responses to pleasure.

"You should try joining us sometime, if you're comfortable, dearest" Geto encouraged and Gojo was more than welcoming to the idea "Yeah, come on cutie. We'd love nothing more"

So you were convinced quite easily by their never ending charm.

Geto loved kissing your neck, feeling you shiver under his touch, and resting his hand on your inner thigh just to watch you squirm a little.

Gojo loved kissing your lips, he loved tasting you, and saying the most teasing things he could think of.

Gojo's tongue found its way to your throbbing arousal. His tongue finding just the spot that drove a moan from you.

Geto's hands worked down your chest, his lips tasting the skin of your neck, and then your nipples hard between his fingers.

"Oh, you're such a good little thing aren't you?" Suguru praised as he continued to work on your nipples. Satoru was groaning in delight, his mouth full of you as he pleased you.

The biggest turn on was them talking about you like that. Them talking about your hole sucking their cocks in and how they fuck you open with ease. Meanwhile you're a moaning mess beneath them.

They'd savor the aftermath of it all. Seeing your thighs spread open with that fucked out expression, your hole gaping with their cum dripping onto the sheets.

But the aftercare was amazing. Both of them would take such good care of you. Making sure to clean you up, give you kisses, and lots of praise. Everything was always mutual with them.

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ramuneda5149 · 7 months

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RPGtober day 8 - Level Up feat. Klein

#ramuneda #fanart #rpgtober2023 #rpgtober #inktober #inktober 2023 #praise the fool #诡秘之主 #lotm #lord of the mysteries #lord of mysteries #klein moretti #spoiler i guess #iykyk uh

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violet-1atte · 7 months

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Kinktober Day Ten: Praise - Minho/Jisung

Tags: Power imbalance, top!Minho, bottom!Jisung, boss!Minho, secretary!Jisung, anal, office sex, semi-public sex, light dom/sub

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It all started with two words.

Good boy.

Jisung was in the office when it happened. Minho, whom Jisung was the secretary of, asked him if he could grab him one of his files on his way out, and when Jisung did, Minho had locked eyes with him and said it.

They echoed in Jisung’s head all day, making him dizzy every time he thought of them. Minho’s voice, so soft, so sweet. Had he known what he was doing to Jisung?

Jisung didn’t think so. At least, not at first. He was his boss after all. He certainly wouldn’t make a move on him, no matter how much Jisung longed for him to. Jisung was just a pervert and Minho didn’t like him like that. Right?

But then Minho said it again.

Jisung was staying late in the office because he desperately wanted to get ahead on his work. Minho honestly didn’t give him as much work as some other people gave their secretaries and sometimes Jisung felt he got off easy, but there was still a lot to do. And honestly he wanted to please Minho. Minho had a lot of work to do too, and if Jisung could lighten the burden on his shoulders even a bit he would.

When he finished with all the work for the night, he headed to Minho’s office with a stack of papers in hand and a tired but satisfied smile on his face.

“I’ve finished all the reports for this week, Mr. Lee,” he said as he entered the office. “I also scheduled out your calendar through the third. And I have a draft of your outline for the committee meeting.”

Jisung reveled in the way Minho’s tired features lit up as listed off the things he had accomplished. He did well.

“All that extra work?” Minho asked rhetorically, tilting his head. “Good boy, Jisung-ah. I’m impressed. You’ve been doing such a good job lately.”

Jisung really had to be tired, judging by the way he was entirely unable to suppress the whimper that came up his throat at Minho’s words. Good boy, good boy, good boy. He was doing good.

“Uh-uhm, thank you, s-sir,” Jisung stuttered, gulping audibly. There was no way Minho hadn’t heard the way he had whimpered at the simple praise. Only two words, and said by his boss no less. Oh, he was doomed. Minho would find out his dirty secrets, how often he fantasized about his boss grabbing his tiny waist and bending him over the desk and fucking him raw. He would know and Jisung would get fired and–

“Han Jisung.” Minho’s low voice cut into Jisung’s stream of thoughts and he jumped, realizing he had just been standing there.

“Uh, yes sir?” he asked hesitantly. Minho’s eyes were half lidded as he tilted his head to the side.

“Did you need something else from me?” he asked.

Jisung gulped and shook his head. “N-no sir,” he said quickly.

Minho rose from his seat and clasped his hands behind his back as he walked toward Jisung. Jisung felt a shiver go down his spine at the look Minho was giving him. It was quizzical and curious but there was something else burning in his eyes that made Jisung want to crawl under his desk and hide.

“Are you sure?” he asked quietly. He was close enough that he could smell Minho’s expensive cologne and he could hear him inhale and exhale softly. Jisung’s throat felt tight and his mouth dry and his heart was racing.

“I–I don’t know,” he said, now unsure of anything.

“Do you perhaps want a reward?” Minho asked, reaching forward to brush his fingers over Jisung’s tie. Jisung’s breath caught in his throat as Minho licked his rosebud lips. “For how good you’ve been lately…” Jisung melted further at the praise and his adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. There was no way Minho couldn’t tell how affected he was by the words.

“I–what kind of reward?” Jisung asked slowly, biting his lip. “I haven’t done anything much…”

Minho’s lips turned up in a smirk. “I think you know what kind,” he said with a hum. “And don’t pretend you haven’t done much. You’ve done nothing but gone above and beyond with work. The best secretary I could ever ask for.”

Another whimper made its way up Jisung’s throat and he shrank back, his cheeks burning hot, his skin tingling like his limbs had fallen asleep. “Ahh, there it is,” Minho said. His gaze darkened and Jisung felt caged. It was the best feeling in the world.

“There what is?” he asked dumbly and Minho laughed.

“Don’t play coy with me, Jisungie. I’ve seen how you react to getting praise from me. I just wanted to test it out. At first I thought I was just projecting…imagining what you wanted because of what I wanted. But now I see I was right.” He gave Jisung a pleased look and Jisung’s world spun.

“You know?” he asked. “And…you want me?”

“You don’t even fucking know,” Minho growled and Jisung’s lips parted with a gasp. “So what do you say about that reward? Haven’t you been good enough for it?”

Jisung felt lightheaded as he nodded. “Yes, yes, I want it, I’ve been good, promise, always work hard for you, just want to please you,” he said, all his admissions spilling out in a waterfall of words.

“Good. That’s all I needed to hear.”

Minho’s hand curled around the back of Jisung’s neck and his other hand grabbed his waist firmly before he pulled him into a dizzying kiss. Jisung gasped against his mouth as Minho pulled him closer and tilted his head, slotting their lips together in a deep kiss. There was nothing slow or sweet about the way Minho kissed–it was all passion and it made Jisung’s stomach pulse with jolts of pleasure and his cock twitched in interest. Minho squeezed Jisung’s waist and licked along the seam of Jisung’s lips to taste him. Jisung didn’t even put up a fight, allowing him in without any resistance. His tongue tasted sweet on Jisung’s and he wanted more, so much more. He wrapped his arms around Minho and continued deepening the wet slide of their mouths, kissing as best as he could. He wanted Minho to like it. He was to hear praise even for how he kissed. For how pliant and willing he was, for how good he made Minho feel.

When Minho pulled away Jisung gasped, panting for air. He had nearly forgotten to breathe through his nose as Minho kissed him, too aroused to focus on anything except for Minho’s breaths mingling with his own and the feeling of his soft lips melting against his.

“Should’ve known you’d be as good at kissing as you are at everything else,” Minho mused and Jisung preened at the praise. “How do you want your reward, Sungie?” Minho asked and Jisung shuddered.

“I want–I want–” he didn’t even have to think about what he wanted but he still hesitated for a second before quietly saying, “I want you to fuck me. Over your desk. Please.”

He saw and felt Minho’s sharp intake of breath and the way his grip on him tightened. “Good job using your words, jagiya. Now be a good boy for me and take off these pants and bend over the desk for me.”

Jisung was quick to oblige, fumbling with his belt before he tugged his slacks down over the swell of his ass. He was glad the desk was so near because he was too eager to fully take off his pants. He rested his elbows on the desk and arched his back and spread his legs so that his ass and hole were on perfect display for his boss. He felt Minho’s gaze on him and he burned with need.

“Fuck. So pretty,” Minho groaned, stepping up behind him. He placed his hands on Jisung’s cheeks and spread his fingers over them. He squeezed and spread his cheeks apart and Jisung’s hole fluttered. “You’ve got the prettiest ass I’ve ever seen, fuck, with a face like that I should’ve known.”

Jisung’s mouth fell open in a wanton moan and pushed his ass further into Minho’s touch. “P-please, Mr. Lee, please fuck me,” he whimpered, his head clouded with a heavy fog of lust. Minho’s hands felt like hot coals on his skin as he rubbed his asscheeks and every squeeze of his fingers sent jolts of pleasure through his stomach.

“Such a good boy, asking so politely. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get fucked well,” he said sweetly.

“Ahh–w-wait, do you have anything?” Jisung asked, a little bit of his brain power coming back to him in a brief moment of clarity. Minho tilted his head and then a look of realization came over his face and he nodded.

“I do. One second, pretty, I have stuff in my bag. Stay there.” He gave Jisung’s ass a pat and then went to shuffle through his bag for a moment until he came back with a small, travel-sized bottle of lube and a condom. The condom he set down on the desk next to Jisung, but the lube he kept in his hand. He placed his free hand on Jisung’s hip and squeezed. “Can you do something for me, Jisung-ah?” he asked.

“Anything,” Jisung said. He would do anything. He was practically in heaven right now.

“Reach back and spread yourself apart while I finger you. I want a good view of that pretty hole of yours.”

Jisung gasped and his entire body began to heat up, going red from his face and all the way down. Minho’s request was downright filthy, and the tone he said it in even moreso. But Jisung would do anything to be good, even if he would feel so exposed in the process. The thought of being so exposed sent a thrill up his spine anyway. So he pressed his chest to the desk, his cheek squished on the wood, and reached behind himself to spread his cheeks. He closed his eyes and his hole fluttered around nothing, Minho’s gaze making his stomach twist in tight knots of heat.

“So fucking perfect, so sexy, Jisung-ah,” Minho groaned. Jisung bit his lip and moaned in the back of his throat. Every word of praise made his insides tingle and his legs weak. “What a pretty little hole.” Jisung keened in response, legs shaking a little.

Minho proceeded to open the small bottle of lube, pouring the slick substance onto his fingers. Jisung’s whole body jerked when he felt the press of Minho’s fingers against his waiting hole. He didn’t tease, instead pushing in a first finger in one go. Jisung’s hole clenched around him and he moaned. His back arched further so he was pressed against the desk but it allowed Minho to press his finger deeper. “Look at that,” Minho hummed. He rubbed the rim of Jisung’s hole with his thumb as he pumped his other finger in and out. “Practically sucking me in. Looks like your hole is as perfect as your ass.”

“Hnng p-please sir,” Jisung moaned. “More, please.”

“Well this is supposed to be your reward.” Minho didn’t hesitate after that to add another finger, pressing two inside Jisung almost as easily as the first. Jisung’s hands on his ass slipped a little at the intrusion and he struggled to hold himself up, shudders wracking his body as Minho began to scissor his fingers. The wet squelch of lube and Minho fucking into Jisung’s hole filled the office and if there were anyone else to walk by, they were almost guaranteed to hear. Thankfully, they were the only ones in there.

“You take my fingers so well,” Minho praised, pushing in a third after a few moments. Jisung’s only response was a gasp followed by a fucked out ahhh. His hands slipped more and Minho tutted, replacing one of Jisung’s hand with his free one. He bit his lip, unable to resist delivering a squeeze to the soft globe. “You really do have such a perfect ass, holy shit. I’m gonna have to eat you out sometime,” he said. Electricity zipped through Jisung’s veins.

“Please.” Minho’s words implied that there would be another time. This wasn’t the last time he’d have him.

Minho fingered him for a few more moments, spreading his fingers as much as Jisung’s twitching hole could take. Jisung was barely coherent when he added his pinky finger, a litany of moans falling from his open mouth while Minho showered praises on him. His eyes were practically crossed, a line of drool running down from the corner of his mouth to the desk. Minho was ruining him and he hadn’t even fucked him yet. Even just his fingers felt better than anything Jisung had ever taken, and his praises were like daggers of arousal in his gut.

When Minho finally undid his belt and unzipped the fly of his pants, Jisung was a whiny, moaning mess. The wait while he put on the condom was torture. The press of his cock to his hole felt like lightning and the moan he released was practically a shout. “Ohhh fuck,” Minho groaned, eyes closing as Jisung’s hole engulfed his cock. “You feel so fucking good. Feels like you were made for my cock. Look at you.”

Jisung inhaled shakily. His hands had long since fallen down and he was gripping the edge of the desk now. Minho grabbed Jisung’s trim waist with one hand while he used the other to press down on Jisung’s spine, causing his chest to be pressed firmly against the desk. “You look so fucking gorgeous all fucked out like this. Holy shit.”

Jisung panted, pupils blown. “P-please, s-sir, Minho, fuck me. Re-reward your good b-boy.”

Minho let out a sound akin to a growl and his grip on his waist tightened. He pulled his cock all the way out and for a second Jisung thought he decided not to fuck him, but then he slammed back inside of him. The force punched a broken gasp out of Jisung and Minho set an unruly pace, fucking into him like his life depended on it. Jisung’s cock bobbed between his legs, hitting against the desk with a mix of pain and pleasure with every other thrust.

Minho continued showering him with praises–so pretty, sexy baby, taking my cock so well, such a good boy–and Jisung could only respond with choked moans and whimpers. With every push of Minho’s hips against his ass, Jisung’s cock twitched and he moaned like he was in heat.

After a moment, Minho changed the angle of his hips to hit directly into Jisung’s prostate and pleasure rolled through his stomach in waves. He clenched around Minho and heard him mutter a string of curse words under his breath. Minho was becoming less coherent as well, words of praise fading off into moans and breathy pants as he fucked Jisung closer to his orgasm.

Jisung could feel himself getting close, and he made his best attempt to warn Minho. “Guh-gonna, nghh, c-come,” he whimpered, his grip on the desk turning white knuckled.

Minho sped up his thrusts and reached around him to wrap his hand around his leaking cock. “Alright, pretty boy. Show your boss how pretty you are when you come then.”

“Oh f-fuck.” With those words and a twist of Minho’s hand, Jisung’s body went rigid and his cock jerked, spilling cum all along his stomach and the side of the desk. Minho didn’t stop fucking him through his orgasm, even as he went limp like a doll in his hold. He just held him up by his waist.

Minho deepened his thrusts, keeping up his exhausting pace until his hips stuttered and he gave two more slow, deep thrusts, and came inside the condom. Jisung babbled incoherent as Minho pushed his hips flush against his ass, almost like he was fucking his cum deeper inside of him. Maybe someday.

Quiet breathing filled the office as they both caught their breath and Jisung came back down to earth. Minho waited until he seemed alive enough before pulling out of him and tossing the condom in the trashed. Jisung remained boneless against the desk and Minho let out a little chuckle as he came back to him. “You were so good,” he said softly. Jisung’s eyes fluttered open and he blushed.

“Thank you. You were–you took good care of me,” Jisung mumbled shyly. Minho smiled and rubbed over his waist.

“Good. That’s exactly what good boys deserve, hm?”

“Don’t call me that or I’ll get hard again,” Jisung whined, a pout forming on his lips.

“Oh no, I definitely wouldn’t want that,” Minho said playfully. Jisung swatted at him weakly.

He took a few more seconds to regain his strength and then slowly pushed himself up from the desk. Minho helped him steady himself and he mumbled a quiet, “Thanks.” He was holding a few tissues as well and helped Jisung get cleaned up. They would definitely have to disinfect the desk but that was a job for another day.

“Do you drive here, Jisung-ah?” Minho asked as Jisung gathered up his stuff to leave. Jisung shook his head.

“No, I take the bus. Why?” he asked, tilting his head.

“Not tonight,” Minho responded. “I’ll take you home.”

Jisung’s eyes widened and he quickly shook his head. “No, that's okay! I don’t want to impose, sir–”

“Shh.” Minho held a finger to Jisung’s lips. “Let me reward my secretary for all his hard work, okay? Wait for me outside while I get my stuff.”

Jisung nodded meekly. “Okay,” he whispered. He felt a little shy all of the sudden but he couldn’t help the way he practically skipped away from the office once the door was shut, a small smile on his face.

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