♥♥♥ THANK YOU FOR INDULGING OUR PERVERTED SALARYMAN FANTASIES HOLY HELL.
but i believe we mentioned glasses earlier? i don't see any glasses in the story, so i'm guessing this happened:
He was in SALES. He was working under Sasagawa Ryohei, the most brainless and brainlessly enthusiastic salesman in the world. What the fuck would he need glasses for??
"It makes people trust you and think you're a nice guy," Yamamoto said. "But I don't need that right now, do I?"
Uh-huh. Nice guys don't corner other guys, pick the neckties they've abandoned off the floor (yes, Gokudera admits, he'd removed his first - it was a tactical decision he's still telling himself not to regret) and use it to tie their hands while looking straight into their eyes, dropping their idiotic hello-sir-ma'am-how-are-you-this-fine-day-please-buy-something smile for a predatory smirk that's... quite mesmerizing, from this close.
"Know something, Hayato? I don't think you're a nice guy, either." One last pull at the knot and Gokudera's wrists were well and duly restrained. The other man's large hands may have always seemed oafish to Gokudera, but not when they tied that knot so swiftly and skilfully and not when they gently pulled his glasses from his face, pushed it up to a precarious perch at the top of his head.
"I know you're not letting me doing this because you like me," into his ear, one callused finger tilting his head back so he could better hear, "but I'll take what I want first."
Nope - definitely not a nice guy. Not while he's got a fistful of silver hair and every disallowed movement of Gokudera's head hurt, not while he's locking their lips, their tongues together and sending warning bolts of electricity up and down Gokudera's spine.
Nice guys don't slide their own neckties off their own necks just to use it to gag other guys, never mind that said guys acknowledge they're probably making too much noise for a workplace setting. Don't slide to the back and start jerking off other guys through their Armani pants (and if he doesn't stop soon justnotrightnowpleaseoh Gokudera will elbow him in the ribs, spin around and kick him in the nuts).
And when Yamamoto pushed him down onto the table, he did it with a DEFINITELY-not-a-nice-guy force that sent the glasses sliding from the top of Gokudera's head, onto the floor. Shit. He'd better hope those things didn't crack. Nice guy or not, those were genuine Bvlgari reading glasses and if he'd damaged them, the bastard had better be ready to pay.
so sry, in my head this is still publishing house!AU XD
ps: my connection is lousy, so your icon won't load. IT'S A SIGN FROM ABOVE.
but i believe we mentioned glasses earlier? i don't see any glasses in the story, so i'm guessing this happened:
He was in SALES. He was working under Sasagawa Ryohei, the most brainless and brainlessly enthusiastic salesman in the world. What the fuck would he need glasses for??
"It makes people trust you and think you're a nice guy," Yamamoto said. "But I don't need that right now, do I?"
Uh-huh. Nice guys don't corner other guys, pick the neckties they've abandoned off the floor (yes, Gokudera admits, he'd removed his first - it was a tactical decision he's still telling himself not to regret) and use it to tie their hands while looking straight into their eyes, dropping their idiotic hello-sir-ma'am-how-are-you-this-fine-day-please-buy-something smile for a predatory smirk that's... quite mesmerizing, from this close.
"Know something, Hayato? I don't think you're a nice guy, either." One last pull at the knot and Gokudera's wrists were well and duly restrained. The other man's large hands may have always seemed oafish to Gokudera, but not when they tied that knot so swiftly and skilfully and not when they gently pulled his glasses from his face, pushed it up to a precarious perch at the top of his head.
"I know you're not letting me doing this because you like me," into his ear, one callused finger tilting his head back so he could better hear, "but I'll take what I want first."
Nope - definitely not a nice guy. Not while he's got a fistful of silver hair and every disallowed movement of Gokudera's head hurt, not while he's locking their lips, their tongues together and sending warning bolts of electricity up and down Gokudera's spine.
Nice guys don't slide their own neckties off their own necks just to use it to gag other guys, never mind that said guys acknowledge they're probably making too much noise for a workplace setting. Don't slide to the back and start jerking off other guys through their Armani pants (and if he doesn't stop soon justnotrightnowpleaseoh Gokudera will elbow him in the ribs, spin around and kick him in the nuts).
And when Yamamoto pushed him down onto the table, he did it with a DEFINITELY-not-a-nice-guy force that sent the glasses sliding from the top of Gokudera's head, onto the floor. Shit. He'd better hope those things didn't crack. Nice guy or not, those were genuine Bvlgari reading glasses and if he'd damaged them, the bastard had better be ready to pay.
so sry, in my head this is still publishing house!AU XD
ps: my connection is lousy, so your icon won't load. IT'S A SIGN FROM ABOVE.
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I forgot the part with the glasses I WAS SLEEPY K? XD idk, I may or may not fix this, and... do more >>
publishing house!AU ftw <3
HOW ABOUT NOW, B? DO YOU SEE MY ICON NOW???
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