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đ Ceo!Choso x Secretary! Male reader | A/O/B | mdni | divider by @/cursed-carmine | m.list | not proof read
đ âFuck, you drive me insane.â Where CEO Choso Kamo cant control himself around his hot secretary.
It all started with a small rumor. Well- it wasnât really a small rumor, but a rumor that didnât bother you nonetheless. You were new to the Itadori business, but that wasnât what got everyone attention. It was the fact that their alpha boss had gained an omega secretary. Their omega-hating boss, gained an omega secretary. The one whoâd be closer to him in proximity. You.
It was quite the shocker to well- everyone, but you paid it no mind. You had only one goal in mind and that was making money. You were there because you were damn good at your job and no one else could tell you otherwise. And besides, despite being Choso Kamiâs secretary, he barely paid you a lick of attention which was usually perfect, except this time he seemed to be avoiding you all together.
âY/N, my coffee.â
âHere you go sir. Just the way you like it with extra hazelnut. I also got you that matcha with caramel drizzle you mentioned the other day- almond milk of course.â
âAlright. You can go now.â Those tired eyes glanced up at you once before looking back down to the neat stack of paperwork on his desk. All organized by priority by you. You hum before turning on your heel to walk back to your desk right outside of his office, the large glass making it easy to see you and vise versa. He waited until the door closed to stare at you. Smile appearing on your face once another familiar face popped into view that he recognized to be Satoru Gojo.
The annoying, loud alpha who managed the marketing department. He watched curiously at the way Satoru seemed so comfortable enough with you to lean on your desk, eyes the color of the ocean pouring into yours.
He scoffs, fingers pressing the button on the machine connected to your desk, âY/N.â His voice deep, spooking you. You apologize quickly to Satoru before coming into the big office. âSir?â
Sir. The way it rolled off your tongue had Choso tapping his fingers against his desk, still refusing eye contact. âIâd like another matcha, thank you.â
âYes sir. Iâll go grab you one from the coffee room-â
âFrom that shop that I like.â
ââŠAlright sir leave it to me.â He watched you scurry away, letting out a breath he didnât notice he held in. The sudden smell of rosemary filling his nose.
Many of your colleagues wondered how the hell you got the job in the first place. All omegaâs who typically fawned over the CEO, taking the time to flash their scents at him (and clouding the fuck out of his nose, while he couldnât smell them, he could feel the intensity of them), were usually ignored.
It all started six months ago. You sat across from the tired-looking alpha, palms sweating as he reviewed your resume. Hand in the palm of his hands, humming curiously at the words. âImpressive.â He murmurs, setting the paper down on the polished wooden surface of his desk. Clasping his hands together, Choso- no, Mr.Kamo quirks a brow over at you.
âI donât hire omegas to work with me this closely.â
âBut youâve chosen to interview me, sir.â
A small smirk appears in the corner of his lips, just slight. His tired eyes loc with yours, pretty. You carried yourself well, and most of all, you wanted the big bucks, and what job paid more than working for the Itadori business? Plenty, but compared to your former jobs, this one was a steal. Besides, you knew all about Choso Kamoâs âomega problem.â
âIt says you canât detect alpha pheromones. You may well be a beta.â
âI am not, sir. â You cough, âItâs true I canât detect alpha pheromones, which makes this setting ideal for me considering my experience. I wonât be able to smell you, and you wonât be able to smell me.â
Choso Kamo had a pheromone problem.
It wasnât really a secret- more so he kept away from omegas who were wildly drawn to his scent, and it was speculated. He was even cautious around you, but there were times where he just..couldnât.
The elevator incident đ .
âYou have a meeting with Mr.Sukuna at 4 today, and thereâs a dinner hosted by the company data and analytics department youâve been invited to. Should I reject the invitation? Data and analytics is mainly ran by omegas. Oh-! Thereâs also a letter for you from Mr. Yuji, and fragrant department has a new sample they want your approval or disapproval on-â
âAre youâŠwearing perfume?â His voice cuts through the tense air of the elevator. The tension quickly filling back in as you pause the look-through of the documents in your hand.
âNo sir-â
âRosemary.â He sniffs the air, a soft hum lingering on his tongue. Choso felt an unfamiliar heat to his body, a soft blush coating his cheeks. The air felt light yet suffocating, his heart beating louder than usual out of his chest.
ââŠI dont understand what you mean sir.â You frown, hand bringing your arm up to your nose to take a sniff. If anything you smelled like your soap. âAnd iâm not picking up anything.â
But Choso wasnât crazy (maybe a little) His hand grazes the hair on your head before pulling your head close to his body. Nose buried in your hair (maybe more than a little), he sighs, âIâm sure of it, itâs all over you. Right here,â And his face lowers to the spot below your ear to sniff, âhere,â until his face was in front of yours. Never before had you ever been this close to Choso, not like this. And it was unprofessional! How long was the damn elevator running for?!
You place your hands on his chest, and you finally look at him. Flushed cheeks, sweat lightly beading his forehead, the loose strands of his pulled back hair sticking to his skin. He panted, breath fanning against your face. The elevator suddenly felt small with how close his lips were to yours. Your boss?! The Ceo of Idatori Co?! The rumors! âS-SirâŠâ What was this, some kdrama?
Your thighs squeeze together. The space felt heavy. âHahh..â His forehead touches yours, âSomething may be wrong⊠cancel my meeting.â
Choso took a step back, gasping suddenly as he covered his nose. The elevator dinged, and he left before you. âSir-â but he was out of your sights. Unbeknownst to you, Choso sat in his car, hand dripping in your scent while his cock sprang free. The sensitive pink dripping tip hit the small of his stomach before his eyes rolled back, a soft groan leaving his lips as he grabbed it by the base.
The work party đ .
âSir- are you sure youâre comfortable being here? Thereâs plenty omegas.â The soft pout on your pretty lips made Chosoâs heart thump. You were so cute. He hums, looking over your concerned face while he leaned on his hand. His thumb glides over your cheek before patting your head. Weirdo.
âDonât worry, Iâm fine.â He turns away, his hand gone just as quick as it got there. You had doubt for his words, and as his secretary you wanted the absolute best ( bust also nothing outside of your pay rate). ââŠAlright.â You murmur, watching those plump lips take a shot. Choso Kamo wasâŠinteresting. It was different, the way he interacted with other alphas and betas. A smile lit up his face. Ugh, work conversations-
âY/Nnnnnn, have a drink with me!â Satoru Gojo. The white haired alpha that everyone in his department wanted a piece of. It wasnât a lie that the man was beautiful. It was definitely understandable. He plops down into the seat in front of you, long legs touching yours underneath the table. âCmon pretty boy, letâs celebrate you surviving being our darling bossâ secretary.â He winks over at Choso whose attention was now on the both of you.
âI canât. Iâm driver tonight for Mr.Kamo.â You shake your head, not being able to help the laugh that leaves your lips at the frown he makes.
Huh. He only ever laughs around Satoru.
Choso didnât let things bother him, useless things couldnât touch him. But the grip on his shot glass said differently, he reaches over your body, glass set in front of Satoru. âIâll toast with you instead.â
âAnd donât worry, Iâll only drink a little.â He smiles. Fresh pine fills your nose, making your body shudder. The feeling of a rainy day spent inside suddenly engulfs you. Your eyes wide as you stare at the muscular arm in front of you.
The alcohol fills Chosoâs glass, the two alphas staring at each other with a shared thought. Except Satoruâs grin was wide, glasses clinking. âTo Mr.Secretary.â
Choso looks down at you, to your eyes, down to your lips. Your mouth agape as you took in the scent.
âTo my secretary.â
đ
âItâs late, come inside with me.â Choso stands alongside you at his home, his big home. His face flushed and red as he stared down at you.
âItâs alright sir, I can get back just fine. And besides, itâs the weekend so Iâd rather you enjoy your time off than be worried about me in your homeâŠ.and youâre drunk.â
âI wouldnât have asked if that was the case.â And then he chuckles. âAnd Iâm not drunk, Two shots isnât enough to get me down.â Fresh pine and early rain. You stare at him in confusion, at his expression, confused with the smell, and confused with the sudden jump in your heart.
âSir, is that a new cologne youâre wearing?â
âHm? No itâs the same one. Letâs get inside before it starts raining.â
âItâs going to rain?â And he laughs. âYou didnât know?â
âNo sir-â
âLetâs go inside.â
The interior of Choso Kamoâs home was different than anything youâd ever expected from your boss. It was warm and cozy, hues of deep orange and other warm tones chimed in with green. The carpet soft, little lights littering the home. It made you feel like you were in a different world.
And as the rain poured down, you sat with Choso Kamo on his couch, nervously palming the material of the borrowed shorts- his shorts, his clothes on your body, his scent. Fresh pine and early rain. Your face flushed, thighs squeezing together. Curious eyes glance over at you, âYouâre tense. Are you nervous?â
You nod. Choso felt closer, his body heat colliding with yours, and you tremble. His thumb grazes your lip, so close, and he leans in. Your face flushes, gasp leaving your body at the sudden nose buried into your neck. âRosemary.â He murmurs softly, hand grazing your hip.
âI like the way you smell, Mr.Secretary.â
âI..think you smell fairly nice as well sir-â
âDrop the formalities. Weâre not at work.â His hand trails further up the soft skin, to your hip. âA-alright..â
âMy name.â The warmth of his breath fanned against your neck and you whine. The pads of his fingers touching the hot skin of your stomach. âS-Sir?â The way his mouth moved against your neck- you wanted more. Your cock twitched in the shorts, heart beating fast. But Choso could hear everything. The small sounds, the whimpers, the nervousness.
âCall me Choso.â Tell me you want me, I want you so badly.
âChoso.â He moans against your neck, biting down softly. His hands all over your trembling body, wet kisses littering your skin. His nose inhaling your sweet sweet scent, âThatâs it pretty boy say my name.â Teeth grazing the skin before he sits up between your legs, panting.
Your face flushed, the bulge in your shorts winking at the man above you. âC-Choso-â Your hands find the softness of the couch as your hips buck. Heart pounding in your chest. This wasnât the plan- the rumors- your money! âPlease..â
It was hot, the pants coming from the alpha flooding your ears alongside your heartbeat. âUse your words, Mr.Secretary.â You watch as Choso lifts his shirt off his body, sweat glistening on his chest- his body so toned, and another twitch of your cock.
âDown thereâŠfuck- fuck me.â His scent flooded your nose, clouding your mind. Your head leans back into the cushion, hips bucking once more as you whine. âPlease, I canât-â
âGood boy.â Rosemary kissed his skin, fingers worked your pretty legs out of the shorts and underwear, the material drenched as you leaked onto the surface of the couch. âFuck, you drive me insane.â Your scent. He hated everytime Satoru even dared to speak to you.
Fingers felt hot on your skin as Choso held your legs up with one hand, the other one making it down to that sweet puckering hole, winking at him as you dripped. You whine, âSir please.â
âYouâre dripping, Mr.Secretary.â His thick fingers graze over the sensitive skin, gathering up your slick before a thick finger pushes it back in. The nasty squelch echoing throughout the room. âSo fucking wet for me..â Choso bites back the moan that threatened to spill as he slipped in another finger, âTaking my fingers so well- hahhhâŠ. you want it?â You nod quickly, eyes squeezing shut. And his fingers curl, âY-Yes please.â
âWanna be filled?â His mouth watered, another finger slipping into your dripping mess. âYes- yes!â Faster. The loud whimper going straight to the strain in Chosoâs pajama pants, while your legs shook. âRight there- fuck yes.â
Your hand grabs at your twitching cock, stroking fast to match with Chosoâs pace of his fingers fucking into your slutty hole. âS-Sir-â
âChoso.â Another brush on that sweet sweet sensitive spot inside of you had you gripping your cock tightly, your body jolting. âCho- mmpph! Mâcummingâ!â A loud sharp cry is ripped from your throat, your poor pathetic cock jerking at the sudden cool in your stomach, thick white ropes of warm cum spilling across your tummy as fresh pine filled your nose. His fingers slip from your hole with a slight pop !
You stare as his tongue wraps around his fingers, closing his eyes to enjoy the taste. The taste of you. He pulls your legs down to wrap around his waist, hard dripping cock springing free. âSâbig S-Choso..â He leans down to kiss your chin, before colliding his lips with yours- finally. The breathe of relief that escapes him was almost comical had you not also sighed like you were waiting for it. He sucked on your tongue, your lips. His tongue explored the warmth of your mouth, the sticky mess on your stomach smearing while his biggggg dick rubbed against yours.
âW-Wait- Condom-â You wriggled against him, the friction clouding your mind. Flooded with his scent- his scent, once unfamiliar to you, the rawness of this- all of it. Youâre rubbing dicks with your boss!
He looks down at you for a moment, âYou donât want to take me raw?â And he had the nerve to look sad. âItâs just a safety precaution, ChosoâŠsir.â you cough, looking away.
âYouâve seen my papers, Iâm clean.â And he sulks.
ââŠIâm an omega sir, just because you canât smell my pheromones doesnât mean I canât get pregnant. Condom.â
But Choso smelled something. He groans as he sits up, bringing your body with him. âBedroom we go then, Mr.Secretary.â
The room filled with Rosemary and Pine. Hard rain knocking against the large windows that mimicked the ones from Chosoâs office. The creak of the bed echoed throughout the room. âO-Ohhh- oh fuck s-sir! Right thereâŠyesss right there.â The slick covering Chosoâs dick made it easier for him to slip deeper inside of you, hitting that spot and further everytime. You hiccuped, tears staining your cheeks at just how good it felt, how warm your body felt covered in his pheromones. Suffocating.
The scent drowning you. His hands gripped the softness of your skin, pulling your hips back while he rutted into you. âS..Satoru could never have you- nghh- like this.â Satoru? You burry your face into the pillow that you gripped so hard, your sensitive cock slapping against your stomach with each thrust, pre cum joining the mess below your bodies.
âMy Secretary.â Thrust ! âMine.â Thrust ! Each snap of his hips sent you shaking, and you werenât even in heat. Yet the cloud of fresh pine awakened something inside of you that youâve never felt before. Babbling mess into the pillow, the repeated palp palp palpâs sent you shaking again, your cock coating the sheets.
Chosoâs body leaned over your own, the arch of your back arching further. Surrounded by condom wrappers and lube. The amount of bite marks and hickies on your skin confirmed any rumor people had to say about your relationship with the CEO. Your eyes flutter, mouth wide open as you pant. âSâhot Choso..â His hand wraps around your neck, tilting his your back. This positionâŠfuck you felt him slipping deeper inside of you. Condom full of cum didnât stop the manâs ragged breath above you as he fucked into you. âWanna cum inside.â He whines against your ear. Wanna cum inside you and claim you better than Satoru could ever imagine.
âCumâŠ.c-cum in me-â
Because Satoru could not have you, Choso wouldnât dare let that happen. He pulls out with a messy pop, your hole squeezing around nothing as you hear him take the condom off with shlick. His dick slipping back into that heat, raw, the rosemary filling his senses as he shoots those strings of cum deep into your womb.
The run for the matcha was a short one. You close the door quietly behind you as you entered Chosoâs office, biting on your lip nervously as you set the drink down. ââŠYour matcha, sir.â
âThank you, Mr.Secretary.â His eyes lock with yours before tilting his head. âHave a seat.â
âOh? What for-â
âWanna know what Satoru said to make you smile the way you did for him.â
Just imagine it: Bernard doesnât even realize heâs pregnant until Tim starts showing symptoms first. He gets nauseous during patrols, canât stand the smell of certain chemicals, sleeps like heâs hibernating, and everyone comes to the conclusion that Tim is either sick or just dangerously overworked.
But Bernard starts getting suspicious when Tim suddenly develops bizarre food cravings.
âWhy are you eating donuts with mustard? Wait⊠are you eating tomato!?â
âYeah, for some weird reason I really wanted it.â
âTim, you hate tomatoes. You despise them so much that I had to modify most of my recipes because of your openly declared hatred of tomatoes.â
Then after that day, Bernard goes to a Gotham clinic to get tested and surprise! Tiny baby on the way.
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The first time you ever saw the master chief he was intimidating to say the least. He was big in all that armour and menacing as were the other Spartans but the master chief held an aura around him. After Dr. Halsey disappeared and the Spartans returned from the covenants planet things were changing. Master chief had returned unconscious, Kai didnât know what happened to him apparently he just slumped at the helm of the ship and he hadnât woken up. His internal organs were damaged badly, he would take weeks to heal even with his enhancements. You kept check up on him making sure his vitals were stable.
âEvening Doctorâ you jolt about mile at the sound of Cortanas voice.
âCortanaâ you answer startled.
âApologies Doctorâ she says and you nod sighing a bit as you check over John. Cortana had explained to you what happened, how she took over Johnâs body to fight off the covenant fleet and bring them back alive.
âHe is still stableâ she says and you nod sighing a bit as you look over his overly still form.
âCome on chiefâ you mumble.
Itâs the middle of the night when alarms blare and thereâs a rush of soldiers. Your comms are pinging and you rush to the medical bay still in your pyjamas. John is up, staggering around his eyes unfocused. You push past the soldiers as they try to steady him but he just shoves them off. You frown when you approach the heavy scent of alpha coming from him. Each spartan was an alpha but they never displayed.
âJohnâ you call and his eyes snap to you. You jolt at the intensity of them he stumbles over to you tall and imposing and you gulp a bit thinking he might shove you through a wall but the alpha sags on you. You let out a sound struggling to hold him up as he rests his head on your shoulder and breathing deeply.
âJohn-â you struggle a bit before he finally holds most of his weight up making you sigh a bit in relief. He doesnât move away though, his nose right by your scent gland on your neck making it very hard not to shiver or make a noise in front of the soldiers. The other doctors give you confused looks but youâre just as confused by his behaviour, despite his chip taken out his rank chip was still in, at least you think it is.
âEveryone outâ you order and the few soldiers and other doctors leave nodding.
âCortana?â You call.
âIâm hereâ she says.
âCan you check his rank chip?â You ask.
âChecking it now. DoctorâŠâ she trails off a bit.
âIt appears his chip was broken during the battle, heâs experiencing alpha tendencies, at the moment I say heâs using you to calm downâ she says and you sigh.
âGreatâ you mumble a bit.
âChief?â You hear Kaiâs voice behind you. John growls though his arm going around you and stepping back forcing you with him.
âKai stay backâ you say.
âWhatâs going on?â She asks behind you.
âHis rank chip was damaged heâs currently experiencing his alpha tendencies in one hit, he may see you as a threatâ you explain trying not to work the alpha up too much.
âOhâ Kai says behind you.
âLook, come back later Iâll tell you when heâs calmed down ok?â You say.
âOk, good luckâ she says before leaving.
âCortana, how badly is the chip damaged? Do we have to remove it?â You ask.
âItâs shattered doctor, youâll have to surgically remove itâ she says and you nod.
âAlright, John?â You ask softly but he doesnât move from your neck.
âJohn?â You try again, nothing. You swallow a bit hesitating.
âAlpha?â He tenses lifting his head a bit his eyes narrowed and intense.
âYour rank chips shattered ok? We need to get it out so it doesnât cause anymore problemsâ you explain almost like you would a child. You feel bad but right now his hormones are going haywire.
âCan you lie down again?â He glances to the bed behind him before complying and lying down. You sigh a bit in relief that at least heâs not leaning on you like an over grown bear. You grab some surgical items, putting gloves on before grabbing some numbing serum.
âThisâll numb you while I take the chip out ok?â You say and he nods simply lying very stills. You nod and inject it into his neck, you wait a few minutes before you grab a scalpel and slice where his chip is. You grimace a bit the chip is shattered under the skin. You remove each bit glancing at him occasionally, he just lies deathly still staring at the ceiling. Once youâre done you stitch him up and sigh.
âAll doneâ you say as he sits up slowly.
âCortana?â You ask softly.
âHeâs stable for the most part, his hormone levels are very elevated, but thatâs expectedâ she says and you nod. Shortly after John returned on the ship, you touched for Cortana to be integrated into the system of the base, sheâs been immensely helpful, sometimes scaring the shit out of you, but helpful.
âHow do you feel John?â You ask taking your gloves off and washing your hands by the sink nearby. He stands and walks over his large form behind you before he rests his forehead on your shoulder once more. It canât be comfortable for him to hunch over like that, but you try not to move a little scared to set him off. Having his emotion chip removed was a fun walk in the park and now this? You just hope he doesnât go into rut or something like that.
John recovers, starting to go back to his normal self, but he is different with the lack of his rank chip he looks at everyone differently even more so than before. You watch him, for medical reasons obviously, as his nose flares when people walk by, or if he doesnât like their scent his nose scrunches up, he towers over everyone naturally but now with his scent strong everyone reacts even more to him, especially the betas and omegas in the facility, they give him wide birth. Youâre standing in your lab going over some patienceâs vitals when your door opens.
âKaiâ you smile and greet.
âHow did your talk go with chief?â You ask.
âHeâs weirdâ she says bluntly.
âThatâs one way to put itâ you say crossing your arms and leaning against your desk.
âHe sniffed meâ she says pacing a bit.
âThatâs expected unfortunatelyâ you say sighing.
âThen glared at me like I hadnât showered in a monthâ she says her eyes narrowing her cheeks slightly reddening.
âAlphas are more sensitive to scents, since you have your rank chip in, he canât scent you thatâs probably why he death glared youâ you explain.
âBut doesnât majority of the base have chips?â She asks.
âOur chips are different to yours, yours are hardwired to stop all traits of your rank where as our normal chips stop things such as heats and ruts and the more aggressive tendencies of alphasâ you explain and she nods taking the information in.
âWhat happens if you remove mine?â She asks and you tense.
âWell with how Johns reacting Iâm not sure, he was surprisingly calm, he didnât attack anyone out rightâ you sigh a bit.
âAnd who knows if he will go into rut with the chip being inside him his whole life heâs never experienced anything an alpha wouldâ you say your worry rising more the more you speak.
âHeâs a walking time bombâ you mutter mind reeling a bit.
âCortana?â You call.
âHereâ she answers appearing on your many table.
âCortana make sure he doesnât do anything stupidâ you say.
âWell heâs currently walking out in the gardensâ she says.
âThe public gardens?â You ask face paling a bit.
âYeahâ Cortana says.
âDamn itâ you sigh.
âWhatâs he doing?â You ask as you get live footage feed. You frown watching someone talk to him, sheâs an omega by the feeds intel, heâs staring down at her without blinking and you worry a bit he might do something. You watch them talk before he shakes his head giving a small smile and walking away. You stare a bit blinking in surprise, that couldâve gone very wrong in so many ways.