contains: Swearing, Smut, cunnilingus, premature ejaculation, hair pulling, fwb!Argyle, weed mentioned, induced sex, Jonathan complaining a lot, brief humping, workplace sex
The slowest day on the Job ever, You could take a nap and wake up to the place still empty- that's how slow it was.
Thank God you weren't doing this shift with some random you couldn't even bother to remember the name of, or that one girl who chews her gum so loud- if you closed your eyes, you could see exactly how she chews it.
You were blessed to have your shift with your two closest friends, Argyle and Jonathan. And even luckier to know the cameras around this place stopped working a while ago- meaning you were free to do whatever you pleased.
''-And I've been trying to talk with her, really!''
Jonathan was rambling about his girlfriend back in Hawkins, you never really cared to listen, since he often side tracked and never got to the point when it came to these conversations.
''I just think that, you should call in sick for a day or two, and go see her.''
Argyle mumbled, smoke spilled from his nose as he breathed, passing the joint over to you. The buzz of the small old fan whirred into the quietness between you three.
''You're right..I should, but how do I explain why i'm leaving anyway-''
He continued rambling, muttering about flight prices and gas and gifts and-
The work phone rang, you looked between the two, leaning back and putting your arms up -''I'm not taking that''- Argyle mimicked your actions, shifting the phone towards the other man. He picked up the phone, briefly glaring at you two before answering.
''-I'll be there as fast as I can.''
He said before placing the phone back down, heading out the breakroom in a rush.
You and Argyle Sat up, following him out, your shared curiosity taking will to understand his rush. You nearly tripped over eachother with how fast you moved.
He just said something about Will and a fight then stormed out, leaving the two of you alone–finally.
A beat passed before you threw yourself onto Argyle, your mouths clashing in a messy kiss, your bodies shuffling back into the break room again. Your lips slipped down his neck, hands feeling up his shirt to feel the soft hairs on his chest.
You could feel his own hands cupping at your ass, making you grind against the growing tent in his loose pants.
''I- I wanna eat you out.''
He managed to get out, pulling away from you and laying down on the couch, his hair sprawled out over to avoid anything going wrong.
''Argyle, you sure? I mean-''
''I'm sure, I really wanna taste you.''
He cut you off, sitting up on his elbows to look at you properly. Argyle never had an issue with pleasing his partners before himself, but you weren't sure how much time you had before Jonathan could come back.
''If Jonathan comes back and finds us?''
he chuckled at your worry, your relationship isn't really much about risks, but there were times where you'd fondle eachother in public or risk a quick release in the back of his van before game night with friends.
''Oh we'll be fast enough.''
He smirked at you, motioning for you to come closer- and you listened, tossing your pants and underwear to the floor and setting your legs on either side of his head. He caressed your thighs, inching down onto his face.
His breath fanned at your exposed pussy, he gave a few limp licks before spitting at your clit and sucking on it, his hands urging your hips to grind against his mouth.
you sighed out, leaning against the arm rest to give yourself better humping leverage, your hips scooting against his tongue.
The messy sound of his ragged breathing, your slick and his spit had begun to grow. His tongue slid right through your folds, moving more around your clit, his groans vibrating through your core.
It's no secret Argyle is good at a lot of stuff he does- But sex, it's like he's got a PhD in it, quite literally why you guys started fucking around with each other.
Getting cross faded one night together, and stuff were said and done, now you guys hookup at any given chance.
''Uh huhhh, c'mon just cum on my face ye?''
He muttered softly, slipping in his fingers and slowly fucking you with them while he continued to suck at your clit, listening closely to how your beathing got more shallow as he continued. Your moans hung in the air, each plea and cry spurred him on to bring you closer to your edge.
He grabbed your hand, placing it on his head and making your fingers curl to grab his hair, you knew exactly what he wanted- and he was gonna get it.
You pulled at his hair, using his face just as you wanted, grinding against his tongue all the way to your orgasm. The still of your body followed by few weak humps made Argyle groan into you, his own body shifting.
You let go of his hair and got off to put your clothes back on, laying against his chest to catch your breathe. His large hand rubbing softly at your back, soothing you back into consciousness.
''Shit...you didn't get to cum yet''
He chuckled, sitting up and pointing to his crotch, lifting the baggy shirt to show you the rather large dark spot in the middle of the beige pants.
''I did, just not on expected terms.''
He gave you that sneaky smile that made your heart pussy jump. You ran your fingers through his hair, staring into his eyes- the sound of a car pulling up brought you two out of it.
You turned around and Jonathan stood at the door, only sighing and walking to take a seat in the empty couch.
''You guys aren't as secret as you think you are...''
