Beautiful Asshole (chapter 2)
Title: Beautiful asshole
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I could owned them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 2:
Sho's pov:
I woke up abruptly, sweat covering my body. My head ached and I was as hard as the Eiffel tower. Again. After Matsumoto had left, I had to take care of my length and despite all the times I had jerked myself off, I felt unsatisfied. This little bitch had left me unsatisfied. I had fucked up.
For nine months I had contained myself. For nine fucking months I had tried to ignore the beauty I had like Right hand. Because Matsumoto was handsome. Long pretty legs, thin hips, a butt I dreamt to fuck, mostly when he wore his tight pants and a gorgeous face. He was damn beautiful with his short brown hair and these three moles next and on his mouth. His eyes could electrify you and he had a smile that would make you say yes at everything he would ask. And to add to this long list, he had a sculpted chest. But also was a bitch. I hated him with my whole person. He was smart, handsome but always defied me. He couldn't shut up, always annoying me! And I knew he hated me too. He was driving me crazy and just thinking about him made my dick twitch. Traitor. This stupid dick was betraying me. Why couldn't I resist to Matsumoto and his damn beautiful smile (and ass)? I had managed to keep my pants on for almost one year, tortured him, kept my distance with him but fucked up the previous day. When he leaned his body on the table, showing me his perfect ass, I just cracked and fucked him. And even if I didn't come, being inside him felt incredible. I had never felt that with someone else. I thought fucking him would satisfy me but it was worst because I wanted more now. I wanted to fuck him again, to see his face full of pleasure and to hear his beautiful screams.
Swearing, I stood up and took a shower to calm the hard appendage between my thighs. Matsumoto would have my ass. I had to resist and to ignore this beauty.
****
As I was entering my office, I saw him joining his. I was nervous. How would he react? Would he ignore me or would he beg me for more? Knowing Matsumoto, it would certainly be the first option. He was damn beautiful today. He was wearing a tight black trouser and a shirt that showed his sculpted chest. Shit, why did he need to wear so perfect clothes everyday?! The first buttons of his shirt were open, showing his milky skin with a silver necklace. My heaven. He looked like a host. But not a whore, he just looked like these expensive hosts who never slept with you and just talked for the whole night. He pissed me off.
When he ignored me, I joined my office and slammed the door angrily. I tried to concentrate on my work to forget him. Some hours later, Matsumoto knocked on my door and slammed a white envelope on my desk. What was that? I took it and saw it was a sales receipt from an online shopping store charged to the company credit card. I stood up and followed him.
"Matsumoto! Where do you think you are going?!"
"We're out of coffee and as your office girl, I'm going to bring you one. I won't stand you without your caffeine dose."
How a man as hot as him could be so annoying? I caught his arm and pushed him roughly against the wall.
"What is it?" I showed the envelope.
"I thought mister Sakurai Sho knew everything? It seems you are more stupid than I thought. It's a receipt."
"I know." I growled, tightening my grip, my hard length meeting his leg and making him gasp. "What I was asking is, why do you give me a receipt for a shirt?"
"An asshole ripped mine." Matsumoto smirked. I threw the envelope on the ground and smacked our lips together, my hand gripping his silky hair. I stroked my dick against his and for my surprise, Matsumoto lifted his legs to wrap it around my waist. Shit, he wanted it as much as I wanted it. I ripped his shirt open once again to lick his skin, Matsumoto's hand lost in my hair.
"You can buy another shirt that will fit your perfect chest." I hissed. Matsumoto moaned and undulated his hips to brush our members. I slipped my hand between us inside his pants to stroke his dick.
"Get your cock out. I need you inside me." He ordered. I narrowed my eyes and smirked.
"Say please, Matsumoto."
"Hurry up."
"Bossy?" I smirked. He gave me a look that would make me wonder about my position as the man. Not that I didn't consider him as a man. He was too stubborn to be seen like a cute kind girl. "You're lucky I'm generous today." I gave a hard thrust, Matsumoto's nails sinking in my skin. I bit his neck while thrusting deeply and hard inside him, hissing when he clenched his walls around me.
"More more..." I smirked. He was about to come and I thrusted quickly, reaching my peak before pulling out under his groan. He looked at me with disbelief and I smirked.
"Thanks, it was wonderful." I put my pants on.
"You're a big asshole."
"At least, it was yours around my dick." I replied with a mocking smile.
"Well, my day is over, see you tomorrow, asshole." I stared at him leaving and collapsed on my chair. Shit, I still wanted more even after coming inside him.
Jun's pov:
I ran away as quickly as possible. What did I do? I just fucked with my boss in the corridor for the second time. Jesus, why was I that weak when it comes to him? But his full lips on mines felt so good. And his big dick seemed born to be inside me. I was addicted to him. But just in a sexual way as I hated him. I looked at my reflect in the mirror. I was a mess. My hair was a nightmare and my face showed perfectly what I just did some minutes ago. My lips were swollen and this asshole had again ripped my shirt. I loved this shirt! Son of a bitch, he would pay for that. I sighed and cleaned my face, the fresh water making me sigh in happiness. Pictures of Sakurai came back in my mind and I blushed deeply, thinking about his body. His perfect body. What could I do? I couldn't leave Sakurai corporation because of my thesis, it would mess my career and my scholarship. I had to present my project at the end of the year and would never find a new company in just several months. I had to stop that. I would make sure Sakurai would never fuck me again. Even if sex with him was the nirvana.
Fuck.
I was strong and independent. None man could own me. My body just reacted at Sakurai's touches.
I started my plan to get over him the next day. I brought him disgusting coffee, spoke loudly in my phone to disturb his work. I knew he was angry but it was the only way to keep my distances with him. I looked at my reflect and styled my hair around my face to look like an innocent cute boy like Kazu said and waited for my boss to come back. Some hours later, Sakurai came back, not looking at me.
"I'm leaving for the rest of the day, cancel my appointments."
"Sakurai-san." I started with a soft voice. "Please, don't forget your presentation Monday at ten. I can have everything ready on your desk in the conference room if you want." I loved to tease him. I saw his back freezing and my boss nodded before making his way out but I stopped him. "Sakurai-san, I need your signature on these reports." Sakurai growled and turned around. "Sign here, please." I was grinning. He hated being told to do what he was already doing. Our eyes locked and I defied him, a slight smile on the corner of my mouth.
"Don't forget my calls."
"Bastard." I mumbled when he left.
****
I spent a horrible week. I barely slept, ate and dreams about my naked boss fucking me invaded my head every night. I wanted to die. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to climb on him and move on his hips, his length deep inside me. I wanted to be in his arms against his strong chest.
Monday morning, I came back to the office in a bad mood. I was wearing my new Gucci pants with a light red Channel shirt that stopped at my elbows, showing the rest of my arms.
I sat at my desk and finished the last contract we had, receiving the proposal of the company. I was taping on my desk with the tip of my fingers, thinking about Sakurai. Our last make out came in my mind and I blushed when I remembered his hands on me and his voice ordering me to ask him to make me come.
"Matsumoto!" I jumped, seeing my boss in front of me.
"Sorry, I..."
"The presentation will be on the fourth floor."
"But we always do it on the six."
"I'm the boss and I do what I want. Get your pretty ass now!"
"Okay. No good decisions were made in this room anyway." I threw him a death glare and left.
We met his brother and father at the fourth floor and they greeted me warmly.
"Jun-kun, how are you?"
"Fine and you Sakurai-san?"
"How many times did I ask you to call me Shu?"
"Thank you, Shu-kun." I sat next to Shun and smiled. "How is Hanako-san?"
"Fine. She is bugging me about having you over." Shun grinned.
"Please, tell her hi from me."
"Sorry, I'm late, I thought the representation was in the usual place." Mai threw a death glare to her brother who ignored her. "Hi, Jun." I smiled at her. I was taking my files when Shu called out.
"Oh, Jun, while I was waiting upstairs, I found these on the floor." I looked at his hand and gasped, seeing the silver buttons of my shirt. "Would you ask around if someone lost it? They look quite expensive." I blushed deeply. I had completely forgotten them when Sakurai had fucked me in the conference room.
"Um...of course."
"Shu, can I see them a second?" Jackass suddenly decided to piss me off. "Don't you have a shirt with the same buttons?" Sakurai asked me with a smirk. I glanced nervously around me and saw Shu and Shun already busy with Mai.
"No. I don't." I replied coldly.
"Are you sure? I could swear I've seen them on your shirt a week ago." I took the buttons violently from his hand with red cheeks. "You really should try to be more careful." He whispered in my ear.
"Asshole." I snapped. Why was he surprised by my reaction? Through the meeting, we kept throwing looks at each other, mine full of anger. As soon as the meeting ended, I took my stuffs and left. But as I was lucky, he ran after me and we ended in the same elevator. I was cursing and killing him in my head when three persons came inside and pushed me against him, my butt meeting his length. I felt his body stiffening and moved away as quick as possible but he gripped my hip and pulled me against him again.
"I liked that ass against me." He whispered in my ear. "If I could..."
"If you want to keep your balls safe, stay away from me." But he leaned even closer.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Why wouldn't I? You just made me look like a career-climbing whore in front of your father."
"No." He blinked, looking as if he wasn't understanding.
"What if they'd heard you?"
"They didn't."
"They could have." The last person of the elevator left and Sakurai pinched my ass.
"I won't apologize."
Of course he wouldn't. Asshole. He pressed into me again and I felt his length growing against my butt. I slipped my hand between us to squeeze his length.
"Fuck yes." He gasped. I stroked harder. "Fuck, sorry. I was just playing around with you." He hissed in my ear and pushed on the stop button on the control panel. In a fluid movement, he pushed me against the wall of the elevator. "Don't move."
I wanted to tell him to fuck off but my traitor body didn't obey and stayed still. Putting his hand on my cheek, he leaned close to my ear to whisper.
"I would never imply you're trying to fuck your way to the top." He exhaled, bending into my neck. "You're thinking too much."
"You're not thinking enough. This is my career and you are the boss, you have nothing to lose. You have all the power here."
"I have the power? You're the one driving me crazy."
"Don't tease me, then."
After a long pause, Sakurai nodded and bent forward to lick my jaw to my mouth. My body reacted automatically and my leg wrapped his waist to stick him against me, our hard lengths meeting each other. Sakurai moaned in my mouth and again, ripped my shirt. It was becoming a habitude! I felt his hands pulling my pants down before he took his hard cock out, masturbating it between my butt cheeks. I moaned and almost came when his teeth bit my skin.
"Did you like that?"
"Who knows?" I smirked.
"Filthy boy." Sakurai slapped my butt, making me gasp. I breathed in another sharp gasp as his hands clasped the top of my boxer.
"Be careful or another bill will wait for you on your desk tomorrow, asshole."
Sakurai chuckled, pressing his body against mine even more.
"You know, I'm sure you wear everyday these tight pants just to tease me."
"Mmmm. Maybe. Or maybe not."
The pressure of his fingers against my entrance caused my body to ache while his other hand was playing with the tip of my so hard cock.
"You're already dripping, you've must been thinking about me all day."
"Fuck you." I groaned, gasping when his fingers finally entered me.
"Say it. Say it and I'll give you what you want." He whispered, pushing another finger that made me cry out.
I shook my head stubbornly though, my body had betrayed me a long time ago. I could feel despite his words and the control he had on me right now, that he was also almost begging me to implore for his cock inside me. God, I wanted it! I wanted him moving inside me and fucking my brain out but I was a Matsumoto and a Matsumoto had his pride. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts but it was just too hard. Feeling his length pocking my butt, his low voice next to my ear and his fingers teasing me were driving me crazy. His hand reaced up and pinched my nipple. I was so close but still resisted.
"Say it." He grunted into my ear. "I won't stand you angry with me all day."
"I want you inside me." I finally gave up. Fuck my pride, I wanted him too much. My pleading seemed to work when I heard his strangled moan before feeling his big hard length invading me. I scratched the wall as he started to move hard and fast inside me, moaning loudly at every thrust that brought me closer to heaven. But my dream stopped when his phone rang and with a growl, Sakurai answered after pulling out of me. It was certainly an important call or he would have continued what we were doing.
"Yes. I told you this case was over and I won't changed my mind." He looked so cool like that when he was leading his affair so well.
The elevator began to ascend again while I was taking my clothes on. He raised his hand and I saw some of my cum on his fingers that he brought to his mouth. His perfect full pink mouth sucked it in a way that would get jealous all the men of the world. And then, he smirked, stepping away from the wall and stalking toward me. Placing one hand next to my head, he leaned in, running his nose along my neck and whispering. "You smell as good as you taste."
A small gasp left my throat.
"And this..." He said, motioning to my boxer that he had stolen before I took my clothes on. "Is mine."
The elevator chimed as we stopped at our floor. The doors opened and without a single glance back in my direction, he slipped my boxer into his pocket and strode out.
Freak! Was he some kind of fetishist? It was gross!
To be continued...
A/N: As you saw, there will have both Jun and Sho’s pov in this fic xD like that, you will know exactly what they think and how their feelings change J It was so funny writing Sho stealing Jun’s underwear like a pervert and I let you imagine what he does with them, maybe nothing xD or maybe pervert things xD he is always complaining but Jun likes how Sho acts with him, after all, Jun has never lived so intense “relationships” before, it’s kind of new for him to do so many pervert things and to desire someone as much as he desires Sho xD and of course, to feel desired by someone like Sho does xD
See you soon for the chapter 3, comments are always <3<3<3
Author: Matsuaurore
Pairings: Sakumoto
Genre: Au, comedy, romance, m-preg and a bit of angst xD
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: If I could owned them, my life would be perfect xD
Summary: Jun Matsumoto is a beautiful and clever assistant. His career is reaching the top and he will soon become a CEO but the only problem is his boss, Sho Sakurai. As handsome and attractive as a Top model but also a beautiful asshole. How Jun will reach his dream while ignoring his lust for his boss?
A/N: A big kiss for my BabySho for helping me with my baka mistakes <3
Chapter 2:
Sho's pov:
I woke up abruptly, sweat covering my body. My head ached and I was as hard as the Eiffel tower. Again. After Matsumoto had left, I had to take care of my length and despite all the times I had jerked myself off, I felt unsatisfied. This little bitch had left me unsatisfied. I had fucked up.
For nine months I had contained myself. For nine fucking months I had tried to ignore the beauty I had like Right hand. Because Matsumoto was handsome. Long pretty legs, thin hips, a butt I dreamt to fuck, mostly when he wore his tight pants and a gorgeous face. He was damn beautiful with his short brown hair and these three moles next and on his mouth. His eyes could electrify you and he had a smile that would make you say yes at everything he would ask. And to add to this long list, he had a sculpted chest. But also was a bitch. I hated him with my whole person. He was smart, handsome but always defied me. He couldn't shut up, always annoying me! And I knew he hated me too. He was driving me crazy and just thinking about him made my dick twitch. Traitor. This stupid dick was betraying me. Why couldn't I resist to Matsumoto and his damn beautiful smile (and ass)? I had managed to keep my pants on for almost one year, tortured him, kept my distance with him but fucked up the previous day. When he leaned his body on the table, showing me his perfect ass, I just cracked and fucked him. And even if I didn't come, being inside him felt incredible. I had never felt that with someone else. I thought fucking him would satisfy me but it was worst because I wanted more now. I wanted to fuck him again, to see his face full of pleasure and to hear his beautiful screams.
Swearing, I stood up and took a shower to calm the hard appendage between my thighs. Matsumoto would have my ass. I had to resist and to ignore this beauty.
****
As I was entering my office, I saw him joining his. I was nervous. How would he react? Would he ignore me or would he beg me for more? Knowing Matsumoto, it would certainly be the first option. He was damn beautiful today. He was wearing a tight black trouser and a shirt that showed his sculpted chest. Shit, why did he need to wear so perfect clothes everyday?! The first buttons of his shirt were open, showing his milky skin with a silver necklace. My heaven. He looked like a host. But not a whore, he just looked like these expensive hosts who never slept with you and just talked for the whole night. He pissed me off.
When he ignored me, I joined my office and slammed the door angrily. I tried to concentrate on my work to forget him. Some hours later, Matsumoto knocked on my door and slammed a white envelope on my desk. What was that? I took it and saw it was a sales receipt from an online shopping store charged to the company credit card. I stood up and followed him.
"Matsumoto! Where do you think you are going?!"
"We're out of coffee and as your office girl, I'm going to bring you one. I won't stand you without your caffeine dose."
How a man as hot as him could be so annoying? I caught his arm and pushed him roughly against the wall.
"What is it?" I showed the envelope.
"I thought mister Sakurai Sho knew everything? It seems you are more stupid than I thought. It's a receipt."
"I know." I growled, tightening my grip, my hard length meeting his leg and making him gasp. "What I was asking is, why do you give me a receipt for a shirt?"
"An asshole ripped mine." Matsumoto smirked. I threw the envelope on the ground and smacked our lips together, my hand gripping his silky hair. I stroked my dick against his and for my surprise, Matsumoto lifted his legs to wrap it around my waist. Shit, he wanted it as much as I wanted it. I ripped his shirt open once again to lick his skin, Matsumoto's hand lost in my hair.
"You can buy another shirt that will fit your perfect chest." I hissed. Matsumoto moaned and undulated his hips to brush our members. I slipped my hand between us inside his pants to stroke his dick.
"Get your cock out. I need you inside me." He ordered. I narrowed my eyes and smirked.
"Say please, Matsumoto."
"Hurry up."
"Bossy?" I smirked. He gave me a look that would make me wonder about my position as the man. Not that I didn't consider him as a man. He was too stubborn to be seen like a cute kind girl. "You're lucky I'm generous today." I gave a hard thrust, Matsumoto's nails sinking in my skin. I bit his neck while thrusting deeply and hard inside him, hissing when he clenched his walls around me.
"More more..." I smirked. He was about to come and I thrusted quickly, reaching my peak before pulling out under his groan. He looked at me with disbelief and I smirked.
"Thanks, it was wonderful." I put my pants on.
"You're a big asshole."
"At least, it was yours around my dick." I replied with a mocking smile.
"Well, my day is over, see you tomorrow, asshole." I stared at him leaving and collapsed on my chair. Shit, I still wanted more even after coming inside him.
Jun's pov:
I ran away as quickly as possible. What did I do? I just fucked with my boss in the corridor for the second time. Jesus, why was I that weak when it comes to him? But his full lips on mines felt so good. And his big dick seemed born to be inside me. I was addicted to him. But just in a sexual way as I hated him. I looked at my reflect in the mirror. I was a mess. My hair was a nightmare and my face showed perfectly what I just did some minutes ago. My lips were swollen and this asshole had again ripped my shirt. I loved this shirt! Son of a bitch, he would pay for that. I sighed and cleaned my face, the fresh water making me sigh in happiness. Pictures of Sakurai came back in my mind and I blushed deeply, thinking about his body. His perfect body. What could I do? I couldn't leave Sakurai corporation because of my thesis, it would mess my career and my scholarship. I had to present my project at the end of the year and would never find a new company in just several months. I had to stop that. I would make sure Sakurai would never fuck me again. Even if sex with him was the nirvana.
Fuck.
I was strong and independent. None man could own me. My body just reacted at Sakurai's touches.
I started my plan to get over him the next day. I brought him disgusting coffee, spoke loudly in my phone to disturb his work. I knew he was angry but it was the only way to keep my distances with him. I looked at my reflect and styled my hair around my face to look like an innocent cute boy like Kazu said and waited for my boss to come back. Some hours later, Sakurai came back, not looking at me.
"I'm leaving for the rest of the day, cancel my appointments."
"Sakurai-san." I started with a soft voice. "Please, don't forget your presentation Monday at ten. I can have everything ready on your desk in the conference room if you want." I loved to tease him. I saw his back freezing and my boss nodded before making his way out but I stopped him. "Sakurai-san, I need your signature on these reports." Sakurai growled and turned around. "Sign here, please." I was grinning. He hated being told to do what he was already doing. Our eyes locked and I defied him, a slight smile on the corner of my mouth.
"Don't forget my calls."
"Bastard." I mumbled when he left.
****
I spent a horrible week. I barely slept, ate and dreams about my naked boss fucking me invaded my head every night. I wanted to die. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to climb on him and move on his hips, his length deep inside me. I wanted to be in his arms against his strong chest.
Monday morning, I came back to the office in a bad mood. I was wearing my new Gucci pants with a light red Channel shirt that stopped at my elbows, showing the rest of my arms.
I sat at my desk and finished the last contract we had, receiving the proposal of the company. I was taping on my desk with the tip of my fingers, thinking about Sakurai. Our last make out came in my mind and I blushed when I remembered his hands on me and his voice ordering me to ask him to make me come.
"Matsumoto!" I jumped, seeing my boss in front of me.
"Sorry, I..."
"The presentation will be on the fourth floor."
"But we always do it on the six."
"I'm the boss and I do what I want. Get your pretty ass now!"
"Okay. No good decisions were made in this room anyway." I threw him a death glare and left.
We met his brother and father at the fourth floor and they greeted me warmly.
"Jun-kun, how are you?"
"Fine and you Sakurai-san?"
"How many times did I ask you to call me Shu?"
"Thank you, Shu-kun." I sat next to Shun and smiled. "How is Hanako-san?"
"Fine. She is bugging me about having you over." Shun grinned.
"Please, tell her hi from me."
"Sorry, I'm late, I thought the representation was in the usual place." Mai threw a death glare to her brother who ignored her. "Hi, Jun." I smiled at her. I was taking my files when Shu called out.
"Oh, Jun, while I was waiting upstairs, I found these on the floor." I looked at his hand and gasped, seeing the silver buttons of my shirt. "Would you ask around if someone lost it? They look quite expensive." I blushed deeply. I had completely forgotten them when Sakurai had fucked me in the conference room.
"Um...of course."
"Shu, can I see them a second?" Jackass suddenly decided to piss me off. "Don't you have a shirt with the same buttons?" Sakurai asked me with a smirk. I glanced nervously around me and saw Shu and Shun already busy with Mai.
"No. I don't." I replied coldly.
"Are you sure? I could swear I've seen them on your shirt a week ago." I took the buttons violently from his hand with red cheeks. "You really should try to be more careful." He whispered in my ear.
"Asshole." I snapped. Why was he surprised by my reaction? Through the meeting, we kept throwing looks at each other, mine full of anger. As soon as the meeting ended, I took my stuffs and left. But as I was lucky, he ran after me and we ended in the same elevator. I was cursing and killing him in my head when three persons came inside and pushed me against him, my butt meeting his length. I felt his body stiffening and moved away as quick as possible but he gripped my hip and pulled me against him again.
"I liked that ass against me." He whispered in my ear. "If I could..."
"If you want to keep your balls safe, stay away from me." But he leaned even closer.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Why wouldn't I? You just made me look like a career-climbing whore in front of your father."
"No." He blinked, looking as if he wasn't understanding.
"What if they'd heard you?"
"They didn't."
"They could have." The last person of the elevator left and Sakurai pinched my ass.
"I won't apologize."
Of course he wouldn't. Asshole. He pressed into me again and I felt his length growing against my butt. I slipped my hand between us to squeeze his length.
"Fuck yes." He gasped. I stroked harder. "Fuck, sorry. I was just playing around with you." He hissed in my ear and pushed on the stop button on the control panel. In a fluid movement, he pushed me against the wall of the elevator. "Don't move."
I wanted to tell him to fuck off but my traitor body didn't obey and stayed still. Putting his hand on my cheek, he leaned close to my ear to whisper.
"I would never imply you're trying to fuck your way to the top." He exhaled, bending into my neck. "You're thinking too much."
"You're not thinking enough. This is my career and you are the boss, you have nothing to lose. You have all the power here."
"I have the power? You're the one driving me crazy."
"Don't tease me, then."
After a long pause, Sakurai nodded and bent forward to lick my jaw to my mouth. My body reacted automatically and my leg wrapped his waist to stick him against me, our hard lengths meeting each other. Sakurai moaned in my mouth and again, ripped my shirt. It was becoming a habitude! I felt his hands pulling my pants down before he took his hard cock out, masturbating it between my butt cheeks. I moaned and almost came when his teeth bit my skin.
"Did you like that?"
"Who knows?" I smirked.
"Filthy boy." Sakurai slapped my butt, making me gasp. I breathed in another sharp gasp as his hands clasped the top of my boxer.
"Be careful or another bill will wait for you on your desk tomorrow, asshole."
Sakurai chuckled, pressing his body against mine even more.
"You know, I'm sure you wear everyday these tight pants just to tease me."
"Mmmm. Maybe. Or maybe not."
The pressure of his fingers against my entrance caused my body to ache while his other hand was playing with the tip of my so hard cock.
"You're already dripping, you've must been thinking about me all day."
"Fuck you." I groaned, gasping when his fingers finally entered me.
"Say it. Say it and I'll give you what you want." He whispered, pushing another finger that made me cry out.
I shook my head stubbornly though, my body had betrayed me a long time ago. I could feel despite his words and the control he had on me right now, that he was also almost begging me to implore for his cock inside me. God, I wanted it! I wanted him moving inside me and fucking my brain out but I was a Matsumoto and a Matsumoto had his pride. I closed my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts but it was just too hard. Feeling his length pocking my butt, his low voice next to my ear and his fingers teasing me were driving me crazy. His hand reaced up and pinched my nipple. I was so close but still resisted.
"Say it." He grunted into my ear. "I won't stand you angry with me all day."
"I want you inside me." I finally gave up. Fuck my pride, I wanted him too much. My pleading seemed to work when I heard his strangled moan before feeling his big hard length invading me. I scratched the wall as he started to move hard and fast inside me, moaning loudly at every thrust that brought me closer to heaven. But my dream stopped when his phone rang and with a growl, Sakurai answered after pulling out of me. It was certainly an important call or he would have continued what we were doing.
"Yes. I told you this case was over and I won't changed my mind." He looked so cool like that when he was leading his affair so well.
The elevator began to ascend again while I was taking my clothes on. He raised his hand and I saw some of my cum on his fingers that he brought to his mouth. His perfect full pink mouth sucked it in a way that would get jealous all the men of the world. And then, he smirked, stepping away from the wall and stalking toward me. Placing one hand next to my head, he leaned in, running his nose along my neck and whispering. "You smell as good as you taste."
A small gasp left my throat.
"And this..." He said, motioning to my boxer that he had stolen before I took my clothes on. "Is mine."
The elevator chimed as we stopped at our floor. The doors opened and without a single glance back in my direction, he slipped my boxer into his pocket and strode out.
Freak! Was he some kind of fetishist? It was gross!
To be continued...
A/N: As you saw, there will have both Jun and Sho’s pov in this fic xD like that, you will know exactly what they think and how their feelings change J It was so funny writing Sho stealing Jun’s underwear like a pervert and I let you imagine what he does with them, maybe nothing xD or maybe pervert things xD he is always complaining but Jun likes how Sho acts with him, after all, Jun has never lived so intense “relationships” before, it’s kind of new for him to do so many pervert things and to desire someone as much as he desires Sho xD and of course, to feel desired by someone like Sho does xD
See you soon for the chapter 3, comments are always <3<3<3