ꔛ﹅ ۰ ۰ ۰ 一 ꗃ﹕Day 1 ! 12 days till Christmas ⑇
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(brett is married in this oneshot/au)
summary: brett is having problems with his wife and he needs his work wife to help him relieve stress.
warnings: nsfw, you/your pronouns, cheating, nicknames (good girl, dear, baby, love, wife, husband), kissing, fingering, not actually sex, getting caught ??? not! don't worry.
a/n: ME !? doing a oneshot where brett is dom !? I'll never do this again... (unless y'all want me to *wink*) i usually don't do dom characters unless anyone special tells me to. this oneshot was brought to you by one of my friends.
now, if you request a dom!character oneshot, i will now accept them.
'It was normal for you to get called 'Brett's work wife' or brett being called your work husband. You two were closed ever since you guys started to work together.
You and him played it as a joke. Him calling you his wife and you calling him your husband. Everyone was down with the joke except for his real wife.
You understood why, yet Brett still called you wife. At the annual Christmas party, his wife would give you the stink eye and just ignore you.'
You shrugged it off and stopped calling Brett you husband because you didn't want to intervene on their relationship.
You walked to Brett's office with tons of paper Reagan asked you to give him. You knocked on his door and waited for a response.
Brett's voice wad a little irritated. You opened the door and closed it behind you. He was on the phone.
"Okay! I get it! I'll be home late again. No just- I got to go. Bye."
He sighed as he hung up the phone. His hair was a bit messed up. His tie was also a little loose.
"Whose got you all annoyed?"
He gave you a smile of reassurance. "She just gets annoying once she rambles." He chuckled trying to make the room less awkward. "What are those in your pretty little hands?"
He pointed at the papers in your hands. You hummed and plopped them on his desk. "Reagan asked me to drop these off you you, said it was something you needed?" He nodded.
He looked stressed and like he was going to crack any minute. The room was quiet. You were sure you heard crickets but ignored it.
"You sure you're okay? You can tell me amything."
He hesitated for a minute before giving in to you. "It's my wife. She's not like she use to be. She is always arguing with me for the littlest things. I'm stressed about it."
You pouted at his answer.
"Do you need a reliever, dear?"
The seduction in your voice made him smirk. He chuckled and signaled you to come closer. You obeyed and sat on the desk edge. He got up from his chair and lifted up your chin with his pointer and middle finger.
Thankfully, his window was covered with the shudders so no one can peek at what they're doing.
"Would you like to help me, baby?"
You nodded. He kissed your soft lips. The kiss got more aggressive over time. His hands cupping your cheeks. Your tounge fought for dominance but quickly failed. He stopped the kiss for a second. His mouth started to travel from your neck to chest.
"Mind if I take your shirt off, baby?" His voice was lower then before. You gave a quick 'yes' before he unbuttoned your shirt. He smiled once he unbuttoned all of the buttons.
He kissed your breasts slowly but lord did it feel good. "Just fuck me already, love." You're hands traveled to your skirt/pants but Brett quickly stopped you.
"Woah! Eager aren't we, dear? Let me do this."
He lifted up your skirt/removed your pants and palmed your pussy. "You're so wet!" He laughed at you. He tossed the fabric to the side and waited.
"You sure you want this?"
"Never been so sure in my life."
He smiled and put one finger in your pussy. You moaned in pleasure he waited a few seconds before wiggling the one finger in you. "Fuck!" You yelled once his finger moved in you.
You saw a tent in his pants. He slid another finger in you, making your pleasure rise to the roof. His long fingers felt like heaven.
"You're such a good girl for me. Keep quiet. We don't want others to hear, right?"
You nodded you head as you silently moaned. He was going soft on yiu but you still felt like it was rough.
When he was about to put the last finger in, a knock was heard. Both of your heads turned to that direction.
"Brett! We have a new mission! Get [NAME] and come to the meeting room!" Reagan's voice could be heard. Brett looked at you then at the door.
"Alright! Just one- second! I'll be right there with her!" Reagan soon left to go to the meeting room. Brett turned to you.
"After this mission, how about we finished this up, hmm?"
"Sounds like a plan, my dear."
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