Office Hours
Pairing: Kai/Kyungsoo
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,037
Warning(s): fingering
Summary: Jongin's the CEO of his company and he's extremely touchy when it comes to his cute little secretary, Do Kyungsoo.
Who knew that sitting in an office surrounded by four walls and doing paperwork would shorten Kim Jongin’s life. God knows, Jongin was starting to regret his decision to take up the position as the CEO of his father’s company. This was just so tiring. His feline eyes stared dully at the stack of documents at the corner of his desk.
Jongin has a reputation to maintain, a facade to wear. The moment he stepped out of his office, he was the Kim Jongin, the son of the famous businessman and the CEO of Kim Cooperation. Even his father said that he has potential within him. Clad in sleek elegant suits that accentuates his handsome features, hair gelled up stunningly and his attractive smile, Jongin was a force to be reckoned with.
Aged 20, Jongin was a figure of respect and fear to his colleagues and workers. The air of confidence surrounding the tanned male captured the hearts of many as well as their adoration and recognition. Despite the dreamy gazes from the ladies (and also males) working in his company, Jongin wasn’t the least interested in them. Unfortunately, Jongin was craving adoration and love from someone else instead.
And it was sad to say, that the someone else was undeniable dense when it came to romance. Nevertheless, Kim Jongin was never one to give up easily even though most of his advances of courting his cute little secretary backfired on himself.
Speaking of his cute little secretary -
Knock. Knock.
Jongin rubbed his hands all over his face tiredly before running his fingers through his disheveled hair. His voice was monotonous when he gave permission to enter. “Come in.”
A small sized male with wide eyes stepped into Jongin’s office, the tell tale sign of a heart shaped smile blooming across those succulent lips. His voice was harmonious as he greeted his boss. “Good morning!”
Jongin tried so hard not to stutter like a blushing schoolgirl facing her crush. Luckily, he sounded more laid-back and sophisticated than he predicted. “Morning, Secretary Do.”
Kyungsoo had one hand holding a styrofoam cup of coffee and the other carrying a bunch of manila folders as he took small strides towards the CEO’s desk. The fair skinned male carefully placed the cup down on the cherrywood desk, far away from Jongin’s documents and papers. He definitely didn’t want to repeat his mistake of spilling coffee on the Kim Jongin’s documents again.
“Here’s your coffee, Mr Kim.” Bowing politely, Kyungsoo fumbled with the folders in his hand obviously trying to arrange them neatly before passing it to his boss. A minor squeak left his mouth when one of the folders fell from his grasp. “O-Oh, I’m sorry -” He quickly bent down to pick it up, face flushing prettily as he handed them over to a smirking Jongin. “These are the files you wanted.”
“Thank you.” Jongin’s intense gaze roamed all over the slender figure zestfully in appreciation as he took the folders from his blushing secretary, making sure to brush their fingers together. His dark eyes turned hooded when the sharp inhale from Kyungsoo caught his attention. Then, his secretary was pulling his hand back.
“If that’s all, Mr. Kim..” Kyungsoo ran his eyes lightly over the tanned male’s sharp, aristocratic features. His mouth twitched up into a small delighted grin when Jongin took a sip of his homemade coffee (that he didn’t know Kyungsoo frequently made for him instead of the office one) and groaned happily from the heavenly aroma.
“It’s good right?” The secretary’s eyes widened in anticipation.
A small, genuine small ghosted across Jongin’s face and it was rare to see him display that type of expression. “Yes, it is. I wouldn’t mind getting a cup of coffee from you every morning.” The CEO replied simply, enjoying the flush on Kyungsoo’s cheeks.
“A-Ah, I’m glad then.” Kyungsoo’s face instantly brightened up at Jongin’s complement, looking very relieved. “It’s my job to make sure you work hard and rest well, Jongin ah.” His gaze turned gentler, smiling softly at Jongin.
Jongin felt his heart flutter. He called my name.
“I’ll leave you to work then.” Cute little Kyungsoo made a fist pump gesture, murmuring a ‘fighting!’ at the distant-looking Jongin before he left.
At that time, Jongin was grateful that Kyungsoo shut the door behind him. The sight of a blushing and lovestruck Jongin wasn’t something he wanted to show to everyone. Only Do Kyungsoo could reduce him into a lovesick fool like this.
The wide eyed secretary was occupied with his work next to the photocopying machine. Kyungsoo diligently sorted out all the paperwork on a separate desk and made sure to print extra copies for backup. While he was waiting for the machine to do the copying, one of the managers from the China branch company approached him quietly.
“Hey, Kyungsoo.” The deep baritone voice drawled out as his finger tapped on the shorter man's shoulder playfully.
“O-Oh?” The smaller male made a startled sound. He was too engrossed with his work to realised that someone was talking to him until something prodded his shoulder. Kyungsoo nearly dropped the papers in his hands when he turned to greet the person, cheeks flaring up in a hue of pink. “K-Kris, good morning to you.”
“What’re you doing?” The blonde questioned, a smile flirting across his thin lips. “Or what are you going to do after this?” Kris proceeded almost silkily in his attempts of asking the cute secretary out for lunch (or at least he tried to). Besides, he had his eyes set on Kyungsoo ever since he’d transferred here from the China branch.
“I’m copying the paperwork for Mr. Kim.” Kyungsoo continued counting the papers, oblivious of Kris’s haughty gaze trailing all over his lithe body. “I’ll give these to him after this.” The petite male blinked up at Kris after having answered the questions.
Kris was probably too preoccupied staring holes at Kyungsoo’s (beautiful) face to notice that the secretary had already gathered everything and was ready to leave.
“I’ll talk to you soon, Kris!” Kyungsoo gave a small wave by twisting his wrist back and forth, not able to move his entire forearm since they were under the pressure of a giant stack of papers.
“Wait!” The tall male scurried after him like a lost puppy towards its owner, nearly tripping not so suavely when he stepped in front of Kyungsoo to intercept him. “Let me help you with that.”
Well, since Kris wanted to help - Kyungsoo didn’t really voice his protest when Kris took the heavy load from him. In fact, Kyungsoo thought that the manager was really friendly and sort of cute in an odd way.
Too bad he didn’t notice a pair of narrowed feline eyes glaring viciously through the slit of the opened door.
“This is not what I asked from you, Secretary Do.” Jongin’s cold unnerving eyes pierced through Kyungsoo’s form, the thick atmosphere in the air could be sliced with a knife.
“But.. these documents..” Kyungsoo was taken aback with his boss’s sudden change of attitude towards him. What was wrong with Jongin? The raven haired male began fidgeting nervously under the heated scrutiny of Jongin’s gaze.
Despite the smaller male’s trembling answer, Jongin’s resolve hardened as he spat out coldly. “Go fix your mistake and you’re not allowed to leave the company until I approve your work.” He pushed the documents back to his scared looking secretary. For others, it might seem like a tiny mistake but for Jongin - he wouldn’t allow any room for carelessness.
“Y-Yes, sir.” Wide orbs nearly brimming with tears, Kyungsoo stuttered in a rush before running out with the pile of documents.
Jongin watched him leave with a wicked smirk on his lips.
It was nearly half past ten by now. Everyone had left the office except for a doleful Kyungsoo.
The doe eyed male sniffed, tears staining his whole face. “Why was he so mean to me?” Kyungsoo stood next to the photocopying machine again, furiously rubbing his wet face using the sleeve of his dress shirt. Like a sulking child who got reprimanded by his parent, Kyungsoo stomped his feet and kicked the machine. “I hate that jerk.”
“Oh, that won’t do.” A masculine throaty voice echoed into Kyungsoo’s ear, the hot exhale of vapour ghosting into Kyungsoo’s sensitive lobe.
The moment he recognised that familiar voice, Kyungsoo went a deathly pale. He was so dead - his CEO was going to skin him alive and boil him in hot soup for supper tonight. A small whimper spilled from his pink lips just imagining that. He was expecting to see a hostile Jongin’s face but instead Kyungsoo spotted the coy smirk and felt his knees weakened.
“Mr. Kim..” The narrow shouldered male backed into the corner of the office with every approaching step the predatory Jongin took towards him. “I-I didn’t - meep!” Kyungsoo made a strangled yelp when big hands push him down, his upper body landing onto the photocopying machine unceremoniously with the bigger male looming over him possessively.
“Now that was very mean, Secretary Do.” The tanned male lifted Kyungsoo’s legs easily, hauling him up higher and then wrapping them around his waist. “Or should I call you Kyungsoo.” Jongin ended with a long purr. Seeing his secretary trying to wiggle his way out of his hold, Jongin chuckled and locked both of Kyungsoo’s wrists using one hand, placing them above the slack-jawed male’s head.
“W-Why?” Kyungsoo was all doe eyed, ceasing all of attempts of escaping Jongin because he wouldn’t win even if he tried. Jongin was much stronger than him after all. Why was he doing this to him? Kyungsoo felt the wave of tears flooding his tear ducts again, the dam going to burst any time soon.
“Because I can.” Jongin huskily said, licking his full lips slowly. He let his free hand slide under Kyungsoo’s dress shirt, caressing the smooth skin there causing slight goosebumps from Kyungsoo who weakly whined. God, Kyungsoo was just so adorable with his pink cheeks and tearful orbs - Jongin wanted to devour him up.
“Aah.” The moan was unintentional. It sounded so wanton, Kyungsoo blushed harder and chewed on his bottom lip to prevent more dirty noises from spilling out. “Mmmph.” His breathing turned heavier when the younger male started flicking his buttons open, revealing his creamy stomach and chest. “N-No..” The secretary whimpered at the sensation of the callous hands rubbing all over him and they were moving up to his hardened nipples.
He swallowed a groan at the eroticness of this. Those noises Kyungsoo made was fueling his raging arousal, every sinful moan had Jongin’s member twitching in delight. He pinched the rosy nubs and enjoyed the little gasp he tore from the male. “Such cute little nipples, Kyungsoo.” Jongin chuckled, leaning down to take one into his mouth, letting his hot tongue swirl around the nub.
“H-Haah!” Kyungsoo threw his head back, body arching towards Jongin’s heated touches that sent fire down to his loins. “Jong - K-Kim-..” He mewled when his nipple made contact with Jongin’s teeth, scraping the sensitive flesh.
The tanned male pulled away, eyes dark and full of carnal desire as he spoke in a hoarse voice. “Jongin. I want you to call me that.” He leaned back up and kiss the stray tears near Kyungsoo’s eyes, planting more butterfly kisses along the beautiful jawline. “Say my name.” He twisted Kyungsoo’s nipple and bit his neck.
“J-Jongin!” The smaller male squeaked, grinding his hips upwards to Jongin, effectively brushing their hard-ons together. Kyungsoo’s entire face burned a cherry red at his own display of lewdness only to find the handsome male smirking smugly at him. He sniffed, trying to cover his face. “Y-You’re so mean..”
Jongin’s eyes softened, brushing the pad of his thumb over those plush lips. “At least I don’t hate you.” He released the grip he had on his secretary’s wrists, freeing him.
The guilt was tearing him apart. Kyungsoo spluttered incoherently, flailing his hands despite of their intimate position. “N-No, I didn’t mean it...” He slowly levelled his shy stare at Jongin’s passionate one feeling himself melt into a puddle of goo. “I don’t hate you, Jongin ah.”
“That’s good.” A crooked smirk made way to Jongin’s gorgeous features, delighted at the way Kyungsoo’s expression morphed into acute confusion and embarrassment. Easily empowering the lighter male, he flipped and bent Kyungsoo over the photocopying machine instead. He took the space between Kyungsoo’s thighs, pressing his clothed erection onto the pert butt.
He turned his secretary’s head aside, showering more possessive kisses along the pale column of his neck. “Because I plan to punish you, my little Kyungsoo.”
“Punish me?” The feeling of Jongin’s thick lips marking him had Kyungsoo blinking repeatedly in a dazed. “B-But I’m working on the documents..”
Jongin pressed a soft kiss on Kyungsoo’s cheek and another near his lips. “That’s just a small part of your mistake. I’m not mad at you for that.”
Relief flooded him but wait - Kyungsoo stiffened, wide owl staring straight into Jongin’s twinkling ones. “T-Then? What did I do to make you angry?”
“Haa ah ..”
Squelch. Squish.
“Nnnhn.” Kyungsoo buried his face into his folded arms and leaned more of his weight onto the photocopying machine. His bare ass was raised up, trembling legs spread apart to allow three of Jongin’s fingers plunder his pink entrance, the lubed digits twisting and rubbing his insides pleasantly.
“You’re making such naughty sounds, Kyungsoo.” Jongin’s eyes were half-lidded, glazed with lust as they stared at the tanned fingers thrusting in and out of the wet and tight hole. The dirty squishing and squelching sounds filling up the entire open office. “Does your ass feel good?”
Blinking the tears away, Kyungsoo whimpered when Jongin’s teeth sank into his ear lobe, the fingers in his ass changing their angle and volleying towards his prostate. “Nnnn - haa!” A breathy moan escaped him as he raised his head up, petite body arching from the sensation. His own cock was rubbing onto the edge of the machine, the friction driving him insane.
“Oh, have I found the spot?” The apparent tease in Jongin’s voice was obvious as he purposely drove his fingers harder and harder, listening to the harmonious sounds of Kyungsoo’s escalated moans and the wet sounds from his hole. He continued pressing light kisses under Kyungsoo’s chin simultaneously with his thrusts. He could feel the walls tightening around his digits and twitching -
“A-AAAAHN!” Kyungsoo shuddered, spurting his come all over the photocopying machine, painting it white. His muscles straining and his ass twitching around Jongin’s fingers still rubbing teasingly on the bundle of nerves.
The tanned male chuckled throatily, petting Kyungsoo’s hair. “That was fast.” Jongin slowly eased his fingers out, not missing the way the pink hole clench hungrily around them. Mmm, Kyungsoo was such a tease despite his cute face. The latter was already panting tiredly and slumping over the machine. Jongin felt his heart jump at the thought of claiming Kyungsoo as his for once and for all.
Kyungsoo quietly murmured, turning around, his dress shirt falling from his shoulders. “Jongin?” Face covered with sweat and some drool sticking onto his chin, Kyungsoo looked too ravishing.
“You’re not coming to work tomorrow, Secretary Do.” Jongin took a few steps back, hair a little mussed up but other than that his suit was still neat and tidy.
His heart fell down to his stomach. The petite male gasped out, face aghast. “W-Why?”
A calm smile graced Jongin’s face despite the trouble expression on his secretary’s face slowly turning into fear. So cute. Jongin decided not to stall any longer because Kyungsoo was his from the start. “Because I’m asking you out on a date tomorrow, silly.” Jongin blushed after he said that.
“Huh? Oh. Oh.” Kyungsoo incoherently mumbled out in a mess of words. He noticed the tent inside Jongin’s pants but made no comment about it - he felt bad for coming when Jongin himself didn’t get any release. When he realised he’d ogled too long, Kyungsoo coughed and covered the huge blush on his face. “I..er..yes..”
“Hey.” Jongin carried the other up to his wobbly feet, using his arms to hold Kyungsoo up as he stared deeply into his soulful eyes. His lips twitch when he heard the other stuttering an abashed ‘hi’ in return. “You’re mine okay. Don’t tell anyone else touch you.” He mustered a stern look despite the flip flop in his stomach.
“O-Okay.” Kyungsoo nodded like a good boy but he didn’t really get what Jongin meant anyway. The ba-ba-dup coming from his heart told him otherwise. A voice from his conscience told him that no, he was Jongin’s secretary and Kim Jongin’s the CEO of the company (his father’s company) and a relationship could very well destroy Jongin’s reputation.
“Don’t think. Just feel.” Jongin grinned and connected his lips with Kyungsoo’s in a sweet kiss, effectively shutting off Kyungsoo’s brain and melting him into a goo of happiness.
The next day, Kris received a voice message from Kim Jongin, his CEO.
“I’m thinking of hiring a new secretary since Secretary Do is resigning from his position. I’ll leave it to you then, Manager Wu.”
Kris’s jaw dropped.
“And also, please tell someone to replace the photocopying machine with a new model. I heard it making weird sounds before I left the company last night.”
Kris promptly fainted.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,037
Warning(s): fingering
Summary: Jongin's the CEO of his company and he's extremely touchy when it comes to his cute little secretary, Do Kyungsoo.
Who knew that sitting in an office surrounded by four walls and doing paperwork would shorten Kim Jongin’s life. God knows, Jongin was starting to regret his decision to take up the position as the CEO of his father’s company. This was just so tiring. His feline eyes stared dully at the stack of documents at the corner of his desk.
Jongin has a reputation to maintain, a facade to wear. The moment he stepped out of his office, he was the Kim Jongin, the son of the famous businessman and the CEO of Kim Cooperation. Even his father said that he has potential within him. Clad in sleek elegant suits that accentuates his handsome features, hair gelled up stunningly and his attractive smile, Jongin was a force to be reckoned with.
Aged 20, Jongin was a figure of respect and fear to his colleagues and workers. The air of confidence surrounding the tanned male captured the hearts of many as well as their adoration and recognition. Despite the dreamy gazes from the ladies (and also males) working in his company, Jongin wasn’t the least interested in them. Unfortunately, Jongin was craving adoration and love from someone else instead.
And it was sad to say, that the someone else was undeniable dense when it came to romance. Nevertheless, Kim Jongin was never one to give up easily even though most of his advances of courting his cute little secretary backfired on himself.
Speaking of his cute little secretary -
Knock. Knock.
Jongin rubbed his hands all over his face tiredly before running his fingers through his disheveled hair. His voice was monotonous when he gave permission to enter. “Come in.”
A small sized male with wide eyes stepped into Jongin’s office, the tell tale sign of a heart shaped smile blooming across those succulent lips. His voice was harmonious as he greeted his boss. “Good morning!”
Jongin tried so hard not to stutter like a blushing schoolgirl facing her crush. Luckily, he sounded more laid-back and sophisticated than he predicted. “Morning, Secretary Do.”
Kyungsoo had one hand holding a styrofoam cup of coffee and the other carrying a bunch of manila folders as he took small strides towards the CEO’s desk. The fair skinned male carefully placed the cup down on the cherrywood desk, far away from Jongin’s documents and papers. He definitely didn’t want to repeat his mistake of spilling coffee on the Kim Jongin’s documents again.
“Here’s your coffee, Mr Kim.” Bowing politely, Kyungsoo fumbled with the folders in his hand obviously trying to arrange them neatly before passing it to his boss. A minor squeak left his mouth when one of the folders fell from his grasp. “O-Oh, I’m sorry -” He quickly bent down to pick it up, face flushing prettily as he handed them over to a smirking Jongin. “These are the files you wanted.”
“Thank you.” Jongin’s intense gaze roamed all over the slender figure zestfully in appreciation as he took the folders from his blushing secretary, making sure to brush their fingers together. His dark eyes turned hooded when the sharp inhale from Kyungsoo caught his attention. Then, his secretary was pulling his hand back.
“If that’s all, Mr. Kim..” Kyungsoo ran his eyes lightly over the tanned male’s sharp, aristocratic features. His mouth twitched up into a small delighted grin when Jongin took a sip of his homemade coffee (that he didn’t know Kyungsoo frequently made for him instead of the office one) and groaned happily from the heavenly aroma.
“It’s good right?” The secretary’s eyes widened in anticipation.
A small, genuine small ghosted across Jongin’s face and it was rare to see him display that type of expression. “Yes, it is. I wouldn’t mind getting a cup of coffee from you every morning.” The CEO replied simply, enjoying the flush on Kyungsoo’s cheeks.
“A-Ah, I’m glad then.” Kyungsoo’s face instantly brightened up at Jongin’s complement, looking very relieved. “It’s my job to make sure you work hard and rest well, Jongin ah.” His gaze turned gentler, smiling softly at Jongin.
Jongin felt his heart flutter. He called my name.
“I’ll leave you to work then.” Cute little Kyungsoo made a fist pump gesture, murmuring a ‘fighting!’ at the distant-looking Jongin before he left.
At that time, Jongin was grateful that Kyungsoo shut the door behind him. The sight of a blushing and lovestruck Jongin wasn’t something he wanted to show to everyone. Only Do Kyungsoo could reduce him into a lovesick fool like this.
The wide eyed secretary was occupied with his work next to the photocopying machine. Kyungsoo diligently sorted out all the paperwork on a separate desk and made sure to print extra copies for backup. While he was waiting for the machine to do the copying, one of the managers from the China branch company approached him quietly.
“Hey, Kyungsoo.” The deep baritone voice drawled out as his finger tapped on the shorter man's shoulder playfully.
“O-Oh?” The smaller male made a startled sound. He was too engrossed with his work to realised that someone was talking to him until something prodded his shoulder. Kyungsoo nearly dropped the papers in his hands when he turned to greet the person, cheeks flaring up in a hue of pink. “K-Kris, good morning to you.”
“What’re you doing?” The blonde questioned, a smile flirting across his thin lips. “Or what are you going to do after this?” Kris proceeded almost silkily in his attempts of asking the cute secretary out for lunch (or at least he tried to). Besides, he had his eyes set on Kyungsoo ever since he’d transferred here from the China branch.
“I’m copying the paperwork for Mr. Kim.” Kyungsoo continued counting the papers, oblivious of Kris’s haughty gaze trailing all over his lithe body. “I’ll give these to him after this.” The petite male blinked up at Kris after having answered the questions.
Kris was probably too preoccupied staring holes at Kyungsoo’s (beautiful) face to notice that the secretary had already gathered everything and was ready to leave.
“I’ll talk to you soon, Kris!” Kyungsoo gave a small wave by twisting his wrist back and forth, not able to move his entire forearm since they were under the pressure of a giant stack of papers.
“Wait!” The tall male scurried after him like a lost puppy towards its owner, nearly tripping not so suavely when he stepped in front of Kyungsoo to intercept him. “Let me help you with that.”
Well, since Kris wanted to help - Kyungsoo didn’t really voice his protest when Kris took the heavy load from him. In fact, Kyungsoo thought that the manager was really friendly and sort of cute in an odd way.
Too bad he didn’t notice a pair of narrowed feline eyes glaring viciously through the slit of the opened door.
“This is not what I asked from you, Secretary Do.” Jongin’s cold unnerving eyes pierced through Kyungsoo’s form, the thick atmosphere in the air could be sliced with a knife.
“But.. these documents..” Kyungsoo was taken aback with his boss’s sudden change of attitude towards him. What was wrong with Jongin? The raven haired male began fidgeting nervously under the heated scrutiny of Jongin’s gaze.
Despite the smaller male’s trembling answer, Jongin’s resolve hardened as he spat out coldly. “Go fix your mistake and you’re not allowed to leave the company until I approve your work.” He pushed the documents back to his scared looking secretary. For others, it might seem like a tiny mistake but for Jongin - he wouldn’t allow any room for carelessness.
“Y-Yes, sir.” Wide orbs nearly brimming with tears, Kyungsoo stuttered in a rush before running out with the pile of documents.
Jongin watched him leave with a wicked smirk on his lips.
It was nearly half past ten by now. Everyone had left the office except for a doleful Kyungsoo.
The doe eyed male sniffed, tears staining his whole face. “Why was he so mean to me?” Kyungsoo stood next to the photocopying machine again, furiously rubbing his wet face using the sleeve of his dress shirt. Like a sulking child who got reprimanded by his parent, Kyungsoo stomped his feet and kicked the machine. “I hate that jerk.”
“Oh, that won’t do.” A masculine throaty voice echoed into Kyungsoo’s ear, the hot exhale of vapour ghosting into Kyungsoo’s sensitive lobe.
The moment he recognised that familiar voice, Kyungsoo went a deathly pale. He was so dead - his CEO was going to skin him alive and boil him in hot soup for supper tonight. A small whimper spilled from his pink lips just imagining that. He was expecting to see a hostile Jongin’s face but instead Kyungsoo spotted the coy smirk and felt his knees weakened.
“Mr. Kim..” The narrow shouldered male backed into the corner of the office with every approaching step the predatory Jongin took towards him. “I-I didn’t - meep!” Kyungsoo made a strangled yelp when big hands push him down, his upper body landing onto the photocopying machine unceremoniously with the bigger male looming over him possessively.
“Now that was very mean, Secretary Do.” The tanned male lifted Kyungsoo’s legs easily, hauling him up higher and then wrapping them around his waist. “Or should I call you Kyungsoo.” Jongin ended with a long purr. Seeing his secretary trying to wiggle his way out of his hold, Jongin chuckled and locked both of Kyungsoo’s wrists using one hand, placing them above the slack-jawed male’s head.
“W-Why?” Kyungsoo was all doe eyed, ceasing all of attempts of escaping Jongin because he wouldn’t win even if he tried. Jongin was much stronger than him after all. Why was he doing this to him? Kyungsoo felt the wave of tears flooding his tear ducts again, the dam going to burst any time soon.
“Because I can.” Jongin huskily said, licking his full lips slowly. He let his free hand slide under Kyungsoo’s dress shirt, caressing the smooth skin there causing slight goosebumps from Kyungsoo who weakly whined. God, Kyungsoo was just so adorable with his pink cheeks and tearful orbs - Jongin wanted to devour him up.
“Aah.” The moan was unintentional. It sounded so wanton, Kyungsoo blushed harder and chewed on his bottom lip to prevent more dirty noises from spilling out. “Mmmph.” His breathing turned heavier when the younger male started flicking his buttons open, revealing his creamy stomach and chest. “N-No..” The secretary whimpered at the sensation of the callous hands rubbing all over him and they were moving up to his hardened nipples.
He swallowed a groan at the eroticness of this. Those noises Kyungsoo made was fueling his raging arousal, every sinful moan had Jongin’s member twitching in delight. He pinched the rosy nubs and enjoyed the little gasp he tore from the male. “Such cute little nipples, Kyungsoo.” Jongin chuckled, leaning down to take one into his mouth, letting his hot tongue swirl around the nub.
“H-Haah!” Kyungsoo threw his head back, body arching towards Jongin’s heated touches that sent fire down to his loins. “Jong - K-Kim-..” He mewled when his nipple made contact with Jongin’s teeth, scraping the sensitive flesh.
The tanned male pulled away, eyes dark and full of carnal desire as he spoke in a hoarse voice. “Jongin. I want you to call me that.” He leaned back up and kiss the stray tears near Kyungsoo’s eyes, planting more butterfly kisses along the beautiful jawline. “Say my name.” He twisted Kyungsoo’s nipple and bit his neck.
“J-Jongin!” The smaller male squeaked, grinding his hips upwards to Jongin, effectively brushing their hard-ons together. Kyungsoo’s entire face burned a cherry red at his own display of lewdness only to find the handsome male smirking smugly at him. He sniffed, trying to cover his face. “Y-You’re so mean..”
Jongin’s eyes softened, brushing the pad of his thumb over those plush lips. “At least I don’t hate you.” He released the grip he had on his secretary’s wrists, freeing him.
The guilt was tearing him apart. Kyungsoo spluttered incoherently, flailing his hands despite of their intimate position. “N-No, I didn’t mean it...” He slowly levelled his shy stare at Jongin’s passionate one feeling himself melt into a puddle of goo. “I don’t hate you, Jongin ah.”
“That’s good.” A crooked smirk made way to Jongin’s gorgeous features, delighted at the way Kyungsoo’s expression morphed into acute confusion and embarrassment. Easily empowering the lighter male, he flipped and bent Kyungsoo over the photocopying machine instead. He took the space between Kyungsoo’s thighs, pressing his clothed erection onto the pert butt.
He turned his secretary’s head aside, showering more possessive kisses along the pale column of his neck. “Because I plan to punish you, my little Kyungsoo.”
“Punish me?” The feeling of Jongin’s thick lips marking him had Kyungsoo blinking repeatedly in a dazed. “B-But I’m working on the documents..”
Jongin pressed a soft kiss on Kyungsoo’s cheek and another near his lips. “That’s just a small part of your mistake. I’m not mad at you for that.”
Relief flooded him but wait - Kyungsoo stiffened, wide owl staring straight into Jongin’s twinkling ones. “T-Then? What did I do to make you angry?”
“Haa ah ..”
Squelch. Squish.
“Nnnhn.” Kyungsoo buried his face into his folded arms and leaned more of his weight onto the photocopying machine. His bare ass was raised up, trembling legs spread apart to allow three of Jongin’s fingers plunder his pink entrance, the lubed digits twisting and rubbing his insides pleasantly.
“You’re making such naughty sounds, Kyungsoo.” Jongin’s eyes were half-lidded, glazed with lust as they stared at the tanned fingers thrusting in and out of the wet and tight hole. The dirty squishing and squelching sounds filling up the entire open office. “Does your ass feel good?”
Blinking the tears away, Kyungsoo whimpered when Jongin’s teeth sank into his ear lobe, the fingers in his ass changing their angle and volleying towards his prostate. “Nnnn - haa!” A breathy moan escaped him as he raised his head up, petite body arching from the sensation. His own cock was rubbing onto the edge of the machine, the friction driving him insane.
“Oh, have I found the spot?” The apparent tease in Jongin’s voice was obvious as he purposely drove his fingers harder and harder, listening to the harmonious sounds of Kyungsoo’s escalated moans and the wet sounds from his hole. He continued pressing light kisses under Kyungsoo’s chin simultaneously with his thrusts. He could feel the walls tightening around his digits and twitching -
“A-AAAAHN!” Kyungsoo shuddered, spurting his come all over the photocopying machine, painting it white. His muscles straining and his ass twitching around Jongin’s fingers still rubbing teasingly on the bundle of nerves.
The tanned male chuckled throatily, petting Kyungsoo’s hair. “That was fast.” Jongin slowly eased his fingers out, not missing the way the pink hole clench hungrily around them. Mmm, Kyungsoo was such a tease despite his cute face. The latter was already panting tiredly and slumping over the machine. Jongin felt his heart jump at the thought of claiming Kyungsoo as his for once and for all.
Kyungsoo quietly murmured, turning around, his dress shirt falling from his shoulders. “Jongin?” Face covered with sweat and some drool sticking onto his chin, Kyungsoo looked too ravishing.
“You’re not coming to work tomorrow, Secretary Do.” Jongin took a few steps back, hair a little mussed up but other than that his suit was still neat and tidy.
His heart fell down to his stomach. The petite male gasped out, face aghast. “W-Why?”
A calm smile graced Jongin’s face despite the trouble expression on his secretary’s face slowly turning into fear. So cute. Jongin decided not to stall any longer because Kyungsoo was his from the start. “Because I’m asking you out on a date tomorrow, silly.” Jongin blushed after he said that.
“Huh? Oh. Oh.” Kyungsoo incoherently mumbled out in a mess of words. He noticed the tent inside Jongin’s pants but made no comment about it - he felt bad for coming when Jongin himself didn’t get any release. When he realised he’d ogled too long, Kyungsoo coughed and covered the huge blush on his face. “I..er..yes..”
“Hey.” Jongin carried the other up to his wobbly feet, using his arms to hold Kyungsoo up as he stared deeply into his soulful eyes. His lips twitch when he heard the other stuttering an abashed ‘hi’ in return. “You’re mine okay. Don’t tell anyone else touch you.” He mustered a stern look despite the flip flop in his stomach.
“O-Okay.” Kyungsoo nodded like a good boy but he didn’t really get what Jongin meant anyway. The ba-ba-dup coming from his heart told him otherwise. A voice from his conscience told him that no, he was Jongin’s secretary and Kim Jongin’s the CEO of the company (his father’s company) and a relationship could very well destroy Jongin’s reputation.
“Don’t think. Just feel.” Jongin grinned and connected his lips with Kyungsoo’s in a sweet kiss, effectively shutting off Kyungsoo’s brain and melting him into a goo of happiness.
The next day, Kris received a voice message from Kim Jongin, his CEO.
“I’m thinking of hiring a new secretary since Secretary Do is resigning from his position. I’ll leave it to you then, Manager Wu.”
Kris’s jaw dropped.
“And also, please tell someone to replace the photocopying machine with a new model. I heard it making weird sounds before I left the company last night.”
Kris promptly fainted.