Office Politics (1a/?) - TW dubcon, noncon, infidelity, power dynamics
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April 27 2013, 16:38:06 UTC
It was hot and perfect, and it should have been their first time: Erik's teeth snapping at Sebastian's mouth, Sebastian pushing and shoving until he got Erik onto his stomach, his own weight keeping Erik held down.
"Anything you give me, you're getting back twice as hard," Erik warned him.
"You're going to have to catch me first," Sebastian shot back. "I'm pretty sure you're not in any position to make threats right now."
He wrapped his belt around Erik's wrists and buckled them together. Erik struggled, but he wasn't going anywhere, not like that. Sebastian reached around to Erik's fly and pulled at Erik's jeans until Erik's ass was bared to him, his for the taking.
"How long has it been?" Sebastian taunted, licking his fingers, pressing them up against Erik's hole. "Who was the last guy you took home?"
Erik didn't answer. Sebastian twisted his fingers in, and Erik bit back a scream.
"Oh, come on. Don't tell me I'm your first."
"Please," Erik spit out. "You know damn well there've been others--"
"Other women, yeah. Who have you let in here, though?" Erik was tight, so tight Sebastian could barely get two fingers inside him at all. "Anybody?" He bent his head down to Erik's ear. "Were you waiting for me?"
"Fuck you," Erik gasped. "Get some lube and do this right, or fuck off."
"Who says it's up to you?"
"Me," Erik snarled. "You know what this is going to be, if I say no."
"You haven't said it yet."
Erik glanced back over his shoulder. "No."
"No, you haven't said it, or no as in--"
"No as in no," Erik said. Sebastian gritted his teeth together, but backed off, undoing his belt, letting Erik's wrists go. Erik didn't say another word; he got his jeans back up, grabbed his backpack off the floor of Sebastian's dorm room, and stalked off.
It should have been their first time, but it wasn't; Sebastian waited for Erik to come back to him for the rest of the semester, sure that Erik was going to apologize and beg forgiveness any minute.
Instead, Erik switched seats in their stats class, moving away from him, and avoided sitting next to him in their finance study group. Sebastian had to find out Erik outscored him on both final exams online; Erik didn't even bother to lord it over him in person.
Fine, not a problem. Back then, he'd thought he could wait it out.
"Anything you give me, you're getting back twice as hard," Erik warned him.
"You're going to have to catch me first," Sebastian shot back. "I'm pretty sure you're not in any position to make threats right now."
He wrapped his belt around Erik's wrists and buckled them together. Erik struggled, but he wasn't going anywhere, not like that. Sebastian reached around to Erik's fly and pulled at Erik's jeans until Erik's ass was bared to him, his for the taking.
"How long has it been?" Sebastian taunted, licking his fingers, pressing them up against Erik's hole. "Who was the last guy you took home?"
Erik didn't answer. Sebastian twisted his fingers in, and Erik bit back a scream.
"Oh, come on. Don't tell me I'm your first."
"Please," Erik spit out. "You know damn well there've been others--"
"Other women, yeah. Who have you let in here, though?" Erik was tight, so tight Sebastian could barely get two fingers inside him at all. "Anybody?" He bent his head down to Erik's ear. "Were you waiting for me?"
"Fuck you," Erik gasped. "Get some lube and do this right, or fuck off."
"Who says it's up to you?"
"Me," Erik snarled. "You know what this is going to be, if I say no."
"You haven't said it yet."
Erik glanced back over his shoulder. "No."
"No, you haven't said it, or no as in--"
"No as in no," Erik said. Sebastian gritted his teeth together, but backed off, undoing his belt, letting Erik's wrists go. Erik didn't say another word; he got his jeans back up, grabbed his backpack off the floor of Sebastian's dorm room, and stalked off.
It should have been their first time, but it wasn't; Sebastian waited for Erik to come back to him for the rest of the semester, sure that Erik was going to apologize and beg forgiveness any minute.
Instead, Erik switched seats in their stats class, moving away from him, and avoided sitting next to him in their finance study group. Sebastian had to find out Erik outscored him on both final exams online; Erik didn't even bother to lord it over him in person.
Fine, not a problem. Back then, he'd thought he could wait it out.
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