He never thought he'd like working at Argeneau Enterprises, but Lyon had to admit that it was actually pretty cool. Being a member of the founding family certainly helped. He'd been able to skip the whole "start at the bottom" thing and had even been given his very own Personal Assist. A really hot personal assistant. One with beautiful blonde
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Eyes flying wide, she peers up at him, noting his expression - that certainly didn't look like the expression of someone who found all these things as coincidental, to be tossed aside. It would be dangerous to do this, but Misa found herself already moving.
Not care that they were brushing up against each other, Misa practically tossed the large box onto a shelf. Then, she pressed herself against his front, reaching behind his back to look the door. The clicking of the tumblers in place sounded much louder in the room than normal.
Then she just stood there, lips incredibly close to his bit not quite touching yet. Staring up at him, she waited, as if daring him to close that gap.
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His lips slowly curled up into a devilish smile as Misa pressed herself up against him, her mouth hovering tantalizingly close to his. Having her voluptuous frame glued to his ensured that he stayed nice and hard, and his cock twitched beneath his trousers as he threaded his fingers through Misa's hair. "I want you," he breathed, the silver in his eye starting to swirl as he leaned in a little closer. "I've wanted you ever since you first walked into my office." Lyon paused for the space of several heartbeats before willingly crossing a line he knew he shouldn't, pulling Misa's mouth to his and capturing her lips in a hot, needy kiss.
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Eagerly, Misa responded to the kiss, hands sliding up his chest, over his shoulders, neck and into his hair. Hands gripping tightly to those locks she mewled softly, breaking away for just a moment.
"Good, because I've felt the same way, and I'm not leaving this closet until you've fucked me so hard I don't know what's what."
Laughing quietly, Misa pushes his head the small distance to her lips and meets him halfway. Opening her mouth eagerly to deepen the kiss, she gives mewls softly at the contact and tugs lightly on his hair.
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"My pleasure," Lyon growled, then nipped playfully at Misa's bottom lip as she kissed him just as passionately as he'd kissed her. His hands left the soft confines of her hair and slid down her sides, tracing her curves with relish, until he eventually reached the hem of her skirt. Lyon then tugged it impatiently up her thighs, not stopping until it rested on her hips and left her lacy red panties exposed. With that accomplished Lyon cupped Misa's bottom through her panties and treated it to several firm squeezes.
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Pulling back, she turned against and braces her hands against the racks, bending over slightly as she looked back at him. Panting softly, she wiggled her behind just a bit.
"Like this..."
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Lyon opened his mouth to respond to her request, but all that came out was a sound of raw, masculine need. He moved forward and placed his hands on Misa's back, pushing her down lower and raising her bottom higher into the air. He nudged her legs apart with his knees to expose her sex, and the sight of her intimate flesh covered by no more than the the wet lace of her panties made him growl once more. In too much of a hurry to take them off her Lyon simply tugged them aside, took a moment to position his cock at the entrance to her core, then pushed himself inside Misa just as far as he could.
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"Fuck, Mr. Lyon-!"
Misa could tell already that it was going to be a bit of a challenge to stay quiet, but she was definitely up to the task.
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"I love it when you call me that," Lyon ground out between clenched teeth, "It's so goddamn sexy. It drove me nuts hearing that every day and not being able to fuck you." He gave Misa a single hard, fast thrust before falling back into a steady pumping rhythm. "Say it again..."
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"Mr. Lyon! Just like that-! Fuck me just like that!"
It felt so good to have him driving hard and deep within her - she wanted it again, repeatedly. Particularly after hearing that he had wanted to do this to her every day just by the way she addressed him.
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"Ahh-! Mr. Lyon! You have no idea how hard it is to be quiet!"
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Sure enough, after another minute or two the pressure became too much for Lyon to endure, and he gave Misa one last hard thrust as he started to climax. He pushed himself just as far into her core as he could, groaning softly to himself as his cock pulsed against her walls in time with the pounding of his heart. His spilled himself inside the beautiful blonde over and over again, and the pleasure of his orgasm so intense that it left him panting heavily in its wake.
[OOC: I thought it would be fun to have Lyon's orgasm trigger Misa's this time. :) Especially since in this scenario he's so hot for her that it really is impossible for him to hold back.]
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Misa was so close herself, but when he thrust into her so hard and deep for the last time and she felt his hot seed shooting inside her, she flew over the edge. Clamping down hard around him, Misa opened her mouth in a soundless scream, eyes squeezed shut tightly. After a moment, she realized her climax had caught her breath in her throat and she finally began to breathe again, albeit rather harshly. Her walls continued to hold him snugly, rippling as her body shuddered now and then, knuckles white from holding on so tightly to the racking in the small closet.
((ooc: Absolutely, I love that idea! :D))
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It took Lyon a few moments to catch his breath once they'd both finished, with Misa's aftershocks making it harder than usual for him to do so. It also made him very reluctant to pull out of her, but he knew they couldn't stay like this forever, so with a sigh of regret he withdrew from Misa's body. He then did his best to restore her panties and skirt to their original position before fixing his own clothing. Once they were both presentable again he helped Misa to stand up and slipped his arms around her waist to help support her.
"We should have done this weeks ago," he murmured against Misa's hair. "But it does change things I'm afraid. We'll have to discuss this further back at my office. Understood?" Lyon did his best to sound like a stern boss even though he was smiling behind Misa's head. What he had in mind for her wasn't terrible at all, and she'd probably even like it, but all the same he couldn't help toying with her just a little.
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When Lyon pulled out, Misa sighed in response to his, not wanting to lose the contact, either. Still a bit weary from the intensity of what they had just done, Misa simply rested there and allowed him to adjust her clothing. It was sweet, that he would take the time to do such a thing. Once she was leaning against his back, she sighed once more and wrapped her arms over his on her waist.
However, his words were a bit troubling. Sure, she knew things would change and although she felt that he wasn't entirely serious about what appeared to be some sort of punishment, Misa was still a little nervous. Gulping, Misa nods lightly.
"Yes, Mr. Lyon. S-should we leave separately, or together? If anyone saw you come in here, it wouldn't be uncommon for use to leave together, but, there might be suspicions, I don't know..."
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Hurrying as quickly as he could without arousing that same suspicion he'd mentioned earlier, Lyon made his way back to his office. On the way he stopped briefly here and there to tell his other employees to take the rest of the evening off. He wanted Misa to be able to be able to scream her head off the next time he fucked her, so the more empty this part of the building was the safer it would be for her to do so. With that task accomplished Lyon entered his office and lowered the blinds on all of the windows. He then cleared everything he could off his gigantic desk so that there was room to fuck Misa on it. Finally he stripped off all his clothes from the waist down and stuffed them under the desk, then sat down and waited for Misa to arrive, trying once again to look like a disapproving boss.
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