SYNOPSIS: you’ve taken things too far with your boss, heeseung, to the point where there’s no way back.
PAIRINGS: boss lee!heeseung x secretary fem! reader
CONTENT: fake texts (heeseung is a chronically offline unc lmao), smut (MDNI, kissing, p in v, no condom (wrap it up), cream pie, tit play, choking, cock stroking, clit play, let me know if i forgot anything), swearing, age gap (heeseung is 32, reader is 26), a little fluff, heeseung is a gentleman (for the most part)
NOTES: this is inspired by a heeseung edit i made, you can check it out here. i was also inspired to write this by that video of heeseung making ramyun! additionally, please ignore the time in the texts :)
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lee heeseung was a dangerous man. not because he was scary or anything - quite the opposite, actually. he was a fair man. a kind, understanding boss who treated his employees well. so well that they practically worshipped him.
you were one of those people who kissed the ground heeseung walked on. he was just such a great guy, and he deserved all the praise. you were closer to him than everyone else in the office, being his secretary and all that.
“awesome work today, y/n. and that red blouse you’re wearing looks lovely,” heeseung compliments softly as he looks over your computer screen. his chest is pressed lightly against your back, making you feel fuzzy inside. he tilts his head to meet your gaze, a charming smile spread across his face. when heeseung smiles, his whole face does. his mouth stretches, his eyes crinkle, and his nose scrunches up. it was such a beautiful sight.
“thank you, mr.lee,” you murmur, a hint of a smile spread on your lips. his compliments always made you feel like you’re melting.
“y/n, you know i prefer you call me heeseung when we’re alone,” he grins, squeezing both your shoulders with his strong hands. you let out a sheepish chuckle, fidgeting with your earring.
“right, i forgot, sorry.”
“and i prefer you to stop apologizing so much,” heeseung laughs, making you giggle in embarrassment.
“i’m sor- i mean, yes, mr.lee-heeseung!” you sputter, slapping a hand against your forehead as heeseung chuckles heartily.
“cute,” heeseung mutters under his breath. your cheeks heat up and you cough, causing him to raise a singular eyebrow in amusement. “you okay, y/n?”
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“y/n! sorry for making you wait,” heeseung grins as he opens the door of his office and steps inside. he closes the door after himself and places a bag he was holding on his desk.
you shake your head, smiling as you greet him, “no worries, heeseung. may i ask what you brought?” you gesture to the bag, curiosity etched on your features.
“oh! i brought us my favourite thing to eat,” heeseung winks, opening the bag up and beginning to place various items on the desk. “i thought we’d have a light dinner together before organizing the files.”
“oh, you didn’t have to, heeseung,” you gush, eyes wide with excitement. he brought shin ramyeon, with cutlery, and some extra ingredients.
“it’s nothing special, but i thought it’d be nice.” heeseung shrugs, walking over to turn on the kettle.
“it is very nice, do you need any help?” you offer, standing up from your seat and walking towards him. heeseung simply shakes his head no, an appreciative smile appearing on his face.
“no, y/n. you sit and wait,” heeseung grins, and you obey, quickly going to sit in front of his desk. you watch him do his magic, quickly making two bowls of salty goodness.
“thank you, heeseung,” you singsong as he places a bowl in front of you, making him chuckle. he sits down at the back of the desk.
“of course. please, eat up,” he gestures towards your bowl. heeseung waits for you to take the first bite, and then takes one himself.
“this is so good,” you praise, nodding in enjoyment. heeseung cracks a smile in return, chewing before speaking.
you both eat quietly, a few sentences exchanged between. once you finish, you both clean up, and begin to organize the files. it takes you guys almost 3 hours to finish, with small breaks in between. you’re both sitting on the floor now, elbow touching elbow, leaning against the wall.
“wow. i’m exhausted,” heeseung admits breathlessly, wiping sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. you nod in agreement, leaning your head back and closing your eyes. “thank you again, y/n. you will be compensated appropriately.” he gently touches your shoulder, sending sparks throughout your body. you open one eye to grin at him.
“of course. and thank you, heeseung.” you open your phone and begin to check bus timings. “i need to catch the bus,” you groan as you stand up, causing heeseung to stand up with you. he towers over you, thick eyebrows furrowed.
“the bus? what happened to your car?”
“it’s getting repaired right now, so i’ve been taking the bus for the past two days.”
“wait, wait, y/n…it is way too late for you to take the bus.” heeseung says concerned, grabbing your shoulder.
“it’s not that late,” you shrug, and heeseung frowns.
“it’s 11.21 PM, y/n. i will not allow my secretary to go on public transport at this time. it’s too dangerous for a young woman like you, i’ll drive you.” heeseung states, putting up a hand when you open your mouth to protest. “that’s a command, y/n, not a suggestion”
“okay, heeseung,” you murmur, earning a cheeky grin from him.
“come on now, grab your things.”
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the car ride was peaceful and mostly quiet. your apartment was about a 15 minute drive from the office, and a 5 minute drive from his penthouse.
“i’ll escort you inside,” heeseung offers as he parks the car. before you can speak, he removes his seatbelt and gets out. you sigh and follow him.
“it isn’t necessary, but thank you.”
you both walk into the main lobby then take the elevator. heeseung stands beside you, his fingers briefly brushing against yours. you look up at him, and he’s already looking at you.
“do you wanna come inside for a bit? i know it’s late, but…” you trail off as you lead him towards your complex. you unlock the door and he follows after you, locking it too.
“why not? it’s a saturday tomorrow,” heeseung hums, looking around. you feel conscious over how attentive he’s being over your personal space. “very cozy,” he comments, looking at the various books in your bookshelf.
“please, take a seat,” you murmur as you place your purse on the kitchen counter. you head towards the fridge, “would you like a drink? orange juice, gingerale, wine, water?”
“nothing for now, thanks.”
“would you like something to eat?”
“no, thank you. i would like you to relax and sit down, though.” heeseung teases, leaning back in the couch. you smile softly and come sit down beside him.
“you know, y/n, it’s not professional of me, but, i consider you as a friend. not just my secretary,” heeseung confesses as his eyes trail over your face. you sit up straighter, playing with the hem of your skirt.
“good to know.” a comfortable silence engulfs you both, the only sound being the ticking of the clock. all of a sudden, heeseungs hand shoots out towards your wrist. “i’m lying, actually.”
“what do you mean?” you question, confusion laced in your tone. his fingers wrap around your wrist, making your breath hitch.
“i see you more than a friend. i don’t even know why i said that…i see you as…a woman i’m romantically interested in,” heeseung says bluntly, causing you to inhale sharply.
“of course, y/n. that’s the only time i ever lied to you, and it wasn’t a good feeling.” heeseung whispers, and you know he’s being truthful. he scoots closer to you on the couch, making you gulp.
“i…i’m interested in you too. romantically.” you admit quietly, eyes trained on your lap. you’re too shy to look at him right now.
“look at me, babydoll, please. can i call you that?” heeseungs voice is soft and seductive, his fingers trailing up to your shoulder. you lift your head to meet his gaze and nod. “what was that? i want to hear your cute voice, babydoll.”
“yes, you can call me that,” you whisper, and heeseung smiles in return.
“i want to do very naughty things to you. if you’re interested, of course...” heeseung trails off, his eyes hopeful but patient. you blink in surprise.
you then surprise yourself even more with how confident you sound.
“…i am.” heeseung leans in to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, catching you by surprise. your hands find their way to his shoulders, and his meet at your waist. the kiss is sweet, slow, and tender. but his hands begin to roam, travelling down to your thighs.
tongue is now meeting tongue, the kiss becoming sloppy and messy. you let a soft sound of surprise as he lifts you and places you onto his lap so you’re straddling him.
you lean back, breaking the kiss to catch your breath. heeseung starts placing delicate kisses to your neck, pleased with himself when your eyes close and you hum softly.
“you’re so adorable,” heeseung mutters as he pecks your cheek, making your eyes fly open.
“yes, and beautiful, pretty, cute, stunning, sexy, hot, and more.” you giggle at his cheesy words, making him laugh along too.
“you’re not too bad yourself.” heeseung suddenly stands up with you on his arms, causing a yelp to escape your lips.
“which door to your room?”
heeseung carries you into the room and sets you down on the edge of the bed. he stands in front of you, giving you a wolfish grin.
“you think i’m just not bad, huh?” heeseung mocks, beginning to strip himself of his shirt.
“wow, you’re so hot,” you murmur, your eyes full of want.
“what were you saying earlier again?” heeseung teases, ab muscles contracting as your fingers trace them.
“i take it back,” you murmur, amazed at how strong his body is.
“that’s what i thought, y/n.” heeseung clicks his tongue, tilting his head as his eyes trail over your body.
“you’re wearing too much,” he purrs as he begins to pull your shirt up. “this shirt is pretty, but you’ll be prettier without it.” you lift your arms to help him, revealing your blue bra.
heeseung gently pushes you by the shoulders so you’re lying down on the bed, crawling on top of you. you watch him begin to remove his belt, then his pants, then his boxers. his dick slaps his stomach, hard and standing tall.
"wow," you whisper, eyes full of astonishment. heeseung grins at your tone, making you arch your back to unclasp your bra.
your breasts fall out of your bra, making heeseung groan. "fuck," heeseung hitches, his hands coming up to squeeze your breasts. you let out a soft whine as he rolls and pinches your nipples, enamoured at how attractive you chest is. "gorgeous, y/n," heeseung groans, capturing a nipple in his mouth. you gasp in surprise, pushing your chest out towards his face as he sucks firmly. he switches to the other nipple, looking up at you to admire your expressions. you run your fingers through heeseungs hair, making him sigh in content.
he pulls away from your nipple, taking your pants and blue underwear off in one go. "heeseung, I need you," you choke out in desperation, fingers tracing over his broad shoulders.
"you've got me, babydoll, you've got me," heeseung reassures lovingly, spreading your legs. he leans down to inspect your pussy, causing embarrassment to build within you. "pretty little pussy you got," heeseung remarks as his pointer finger slides through your folds, collecting your wetness. he licks his digit dry, then sends you a wink as he braces his arms around your head.
"condom or no condom?" heeseungs asks, already pulling a condom out of the pocket of his pants that's on the floor.
"no condom, i'm on birth control." you say, and heeseungs eyebrows raise in suprise, putting the condom back.
"alright then." he nods, and your hand reaches out to stroke his cock. heeseung lets out a soft moan, and quickly interlaces his fingers with yours, stopping you from continuing.
"I know this isn't very gentlemanly of me, but I would like to be inside you as soon as possible." heeseung blurts out, eliciting a snort from you.
"don't worry about being a gentleman with me, just be yourself." you coo softly, bringing his hand up to your mouth and kissing his knuckles. heeseung looks taken aback, but his eyes soften.
"of course, babydoll," heeseung murmurs as he grips both your wrists in one large hand and pins it over your head. his other hand grips your hips as he begins to push inside you.
you both gasp at the sensation. he was so big, and you were so tight.
"oh shit," you cry as he settles himself inside you. heeseung presses his forehead against yours, doe eyes meeting yours.
"yes. you can start moving."
heeseung begins to move, slow, deep thrusts that have your eyes fluttering shut.
"you feel incredible, y/n," heeseung grunts with a small laugh, beads of sweat beginning to form at his forehead.
"you do too, heeseung," you gasp, hands clawing at his back when he releases your wrists. heeseung squeezes your breasts as he picks up the pace, deep grunts and ragged whimpers escaping his lips. it was sexy as hell, making your own cries and mewls increase.
"I wish we did this sooner," heeseung groans as he roughly palms your breasts, and you moan in response.
heeseungs hands leave your breasts to find their place on your ankles. he lifts your legs up over his shoulders, gripping your ankles with a vice. this allows him to penetrate you deeper, making you whine in pleasure.
"right here?" heeseung pants, placing a kiss to your right ankle. you nod feverishly, fingers gripping onto the sheets underneath you. you reach down to circle your clit but his hand grabs yours, placing it back down roughly. "no, wait," heeseung growls, smacking your ass as a punishment. you let out a sound of surprise, mixed of pleasure and pain, causing his pupils to dilate.
"heeseung, please!" your eyes water, needing release soon.
"not yet, babydoll, not yet," heeseung hushes you harshly by wrapping his hand around your neck and squeezing. your eyes roll to the back of your head as he chokes you, his thrusts now harder than ever.
"fuck!" you mewl as heeseung hand leaves your throat to circle your clit, pounding into you fast and rough.
"cum for me, babydoll," heeseung commands huskily against your ankle. you cum within a few seconds, and heeseung groans in approval. "there we go," he pants as he finds his own release, his hot seed shooting into you. he kisses you deeply while he cums inside you, making you feel so connected with him. he places your legs back down and rolls over so you're lying on top of him. heeseung places a kiss to your forehead, watching as his cum leaks out of your pussy onto your bed, making your sheets messy.
"that was amazing," you whisper raggedly, earning a quiet hum of agreement from heeseung.
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you wake in the morning, expecting heeseung to be beside you. when you turn to your left, the sheets are crumpled, and there's no sign of heeseung. a pit forms in your stomach, and you sit up, checking your phone. there's no way he'd just leave, right?
