post #15

[seoulfulness]

Fics( #14).
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how I like my coffee exo kai/d.o.
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shut up and let me pay the rent exo, baekhyun/d.o
lik a child exo, suho/kai
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deep down 4minute, jiyoon-centric, jiyoon/gayoon
untitled exo, chanyeol
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raise 1/2 ; infinite, woohyun/sunggyu

[anonymous]

“You called me, Mr. Kim?” Assistant Nam Woohyun asks upon entering the office. Mr. Kim Sunggyu, CEO of one of the biggest transportation companies in South Korea, smiles over his piles of papers, and makes a signal for him to come closer. Woohyun follows the order.

“I can’t talk much-I have to call Mr. Jang in a few minutes, but I wanted to get something done before that,” Sunggyu explains. He leans forwards, resting his head on his meshed hands, a smirk on his lips. “I heard that you wanted a raise from some of the other workers. You do know that news passes by quickly in this company. We’re one family; no secrets.”

Woohyun swallows. Even if he’s standing above Sunggyu, he feels so inferior, because of the ‘Sunggyu smile’ as it has been dubbed by everyone in the office. He nods sheepishly, looking down at his work shoes, suddenly feeling a lot smaller. He should have known that Sungyeol would tell!

“I do want to give you a raise; no doubt about that,” Sunggyu continues, “You just have to accomplish something for me, and then you’ll get a sufficient raise. If I feel you’ve done it well, of course.” The smile has never left his lips, and that does no help the fear that rises up Woohyun’s throat.

“And what is this thing that you want me do?” Woohyun asks, fighting the urge to crack his fingers, stretching them out beside his thighs instead. Sunggyu’s smile widens.

Sunggyu pushes his seat back, like he’s about to stand up, but stays sitting, looking down at the ground in front of him. “Did you know, Woohyun-ah, that your lips are really quite sexy? I’ve been hearing the female employees talking about them all the time.” He rolls his neck, until a very audible crack is heard throughout the office. “Close and lock the door,” he orders.

Woohyun turns back and does just that. Sunggyu smirks when Woohyun turns back, and signals Woohyun to come closer again-so close that he’s standing right beside Sunggyu, looming over him because Sunggyu has still not stood up, and an eerie feeling keeps rising in Woohyun’s throat.

“Kneel, get on your knees,” Sunggyu orders, “And move underneath my desk. Make sure you don’t hit your head.” Woohyun’s eyes widen at the command-but Sunggyu doesn’t seem to be pretending. So Woohyun moves down slowly, getting down onto his knees and crawling underneath the desk, being ever careful not to hit his head.

Sunggyu wheels back on his chair, until Woohyun is facing Sunggyu’s pants. Woohyun realizes that his boss’ bulge is quite prudent underneath his dress pants-he can almost see the lines of his cock. He slowly pieces everything together and mutters, “Oh god no.”

Sunggyu laughs, “Oh god yes, Woohyun-ah. You did say that you wanted a raise in pay, yes? Then, you must do what must be done to deserve such money. Now, let’s try to get this test done as soon as possible, shall we?”

Sunggyu smiles, unzipping his pants and slipping a pale hand down his pants. Woohyun watches the hand move avidly, because he’s not sure where else he’s able to look-he’s a crotch height, only able to see Sunggyu’s pants, erection, and hand.

He pulls it out expertly and shimmies just a little out of his pants to make it more comfortable, before reaching down and patting Woohyun’s hair. “Suck.”

“If you don’t, I will lower your pay,” Sunggyu threatens, his hand reaching down to cup Woohyun’s face, “And that would be a shame, wouldn’t it?” Woohyun can practically see the ‘Sunggyu smile’ on his employer’s face as he says these words, and wonders, why, oh god why, he got into this business in the first place.