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She dried her hands on the small towel hanging next to her, grinning up at his scrumptious reflection. “You missed me?”

“Mhm. So bad, baby.”

A bigger smile was creeping onto her face as he sat his cap and glasses down by the sink, but then she realized something. Her brows scrunched in confusion. “Why are we talking so low?”

“Tink is sleep.”

“Oh, ok. That must’ve just happened.”

“Which means we got 'bout fifteen minutes, give or take,” he said, hurrying out of his t-shirt and tossing it to the floor.

Her head jerked forward, lips pursed, but she was only partially confused now. “Um, to do what?”

Ignoring her completely, he curved his arms around her waist and licked his lips, trailing wet kisses at the crook of her neck.

“Nope.” She whipped around to face him, throwing her hands up to his bare chest before he could wrap her up too tightly. Or get her too loose.

“Why not?”

He was frowning like she was the one not making any sense. So, naturally, she frowned back, aware that he was the actual crazy person.

“Baby, what if she wakes up? What if she walks in here?”

He shrugged. “Lock the door.”

“But, then, what if she needs one of us and we’re in here with the door locked? Being nasty.”

“Baby, I need you.”

“Mike, you gotta focus, boo,” she instructed, snapping her fingers near his face. “Focus.”

He sighed and dropped his head in defeat. He knew she was right, but his hunger was outpacing all of his good sense right now. “If she needs one of us, I can move quickly.”

“Ok, but she’s right in our bed. What if she hears something? She could be scarred for the rest of her little life.”

“Simple. You the loud one. Just be quiet.”

Her eyes widened as her jaw fell slack, into a smile. “Not ‘Mr. huff and puff, moan and groan’ tryna play me--” They both ducked into near-silent laughter, throwing their hands up to catch the noise before it could go too far. “You be quiet, too, shit.”

“Ok, ok. I will. So, come ooon.” He pressed his body against her plushness, allowing her to feel all the frustration he'd been carrying around with him. Her stomach did a violent flip.

“Mike… I don’t know about this.” She bit her bottom lip, carefully sliding her hands down to his abs, knowing she was very close to giving in. He knew it, too.

“Mama… please," he whispered right against her ear, grazing it lightly with his soft lips. "You know you love the way I make you feel.”

He raised one of her legs and pushed himself even closer, sinking his starving fingers into the suppleness of her thigh. The desperation in his words as well as his unsteady movements had her soaking her panties.

“Baby,” she released a frustrated sigh, “...we can’t. Not while Tink’s in here.”

“But she’s asleep, Crys. Come on, we wastin' precious time.”

She stared at him for a second, just to see how serious he was. He stared back with the eyes of a man who didn’t have a playing bone in his body. Without warning, he grabbed her waist and lifted her up onto the sink, sending more than a few of her products tumbling. One even rolled onto the floor.

“Michael!” she whispered, intensely.

“Just let me…” he begged, going straight for her lips. She dodged his kiss, but his hand was caressing her thigh and slowly creeping up her shorts. “Let me make that pussy feel good.”

She gasped when his lips touched her neck right as those filthy words entered her ears. He was talking to her like their baby wasn’t right in the next room. His brain wasn’t in full control and hers was about to follow, her glossy walls clenching around nothing, begging to be touched. 

"But, babe, you know it's just a cat nap. She ain't even sleep for real," she breathed, eyes closed, neck stretched out and giving him more space.

"We got 'bout ten minutes now."

He was relentless. In the moment, there was only one logical thing she could think to do. She knew she would pay handsomely for it later, but that was a problem for future Crystal. “…Tink, baby, daddy’s home!” she suddenly yelled, covering her face right after.

She watched through her fingers as he backed away, blinking slowly, eyes wide. “Crys…” he whispered. She licked her tongue out at him, laughing uncontrollably at the genuine shock in his expression. He shook his head, unable to hold his laughs seeing her lose it. "I can't believe you, girl.”

"I'm sorryyyy! I didn't know what else to doooo!"

His head slumped back and he huffed toward the ceiling, so dramatically. Of course, she just laughed harder. About two seconds later, Tink ran into the bathroom with a huge smile, rubbing the residual sleep from her eyes. “Daddyyyy!”

“Tiiiiiink!” He scooped his baby girl up, peppering kisses onto her cute little face through her giggles. Then he turned back to Crys swinging her legs up on the sink, and cupped his hand over Tink's ear. “That ass gettin' put smoove through the mattress tonight. Believe that.” Crys' mouth dropped. He'd spoken softly, but he didn't want that to curb the severity of his statement. “And I'm not playin'.”

"Oop!" She pulled her lips in and bit them, letting her head fall. She knew she was in trouble, but it was undoubtedly her favorite kind. She couldn't wait for the sun to go down. "Well, put me through it then."

He chuckled, nodding his head. "...Aight."

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“i got a girl at home even though she ain’t mine yet, and she gon’ give it up ‘cause she know i might like it…”

you and Cameron Cade had a complicated relationship to say the least — except it wasn’t complicated to anybody but you.

you and Cameron were just fuck buddies, or a ‘situationship’ as you called it. you were someone he could vent to about his day and about his football career, but you were also someone he called whenever he needed to get his rocks off. that’s all it was supposed to be, honestly. but somehow, you fucked around and caught feelings for him, which was by far the biggest mistake you had made.

you never told Cameron how you felt, but you had a feeling he knew because of the shift in his behavior towards you. he started spending more time with you than usual, but also kept you at arm’s length at the same time. for example, instead of getting dressed after you two had sex like he’d usually do, he’d stick around for a while and cuddle with you, which caught you off guard the first time he did it but you didn’t complain.

there would also be times where he’d randomly show up unannounced just to lounge around your apartment with you — no sex, no head, just vibes and good times. however, that didn’t change the fact that he’d only hit you up whenever he wanted to fuck you.

he’d call you ‘baby’, but would also subtly remind you that you and him weren’t a couple in the same breath, which only worsened the internal conflict you were facing.

eventually, you developed a soft spot for Cameron, never being able to tell him no but knowing sometimes you needed to. you knew you needed to stand up and either own up to your feelings or completely step away from your situationship to preserve your worth, but you didn’t want to do either of them.

you didn’t want to tell him how you felt because you knew he didn’t feel the same way, but you didn’t want to stop seeing him because you loved the way he made your body feel.

in a way, you felt weak. how could you let some good dick keep you somewhere where your emotional needs won’t be met? were you that dick-matized to the point where you couldn’t stand on business and speak up instead of staying silent?

you knew better, and you were aware that you knew better, but that wasn’t going to stop you from seeing your man who wasn’t your man but should’ve been your man.

it was around 1 A.M. on a Saturday morning and you laid in your bed half-asleep, pajamas and bonnet on while you groggily watched the movie playing on your TV. letting out a soft yawn, you were about to reach over and grab your remote to turn your volume down a little so you could go to bed, but three firm knocks at your front door made you pause, a furrow forming between your eyebrows while you turned your head towards your closed bedroom door.

“who the fuck…?” you mumbled to yourself, your voice barely audible, as you huffed softly and reluctantly pulled your covers back, getting up from the bed and walking over to your bedroom door.

pulling open the door, you adjusted your bonnet on your head and turned on the living room light as you made your way to the front door and leaned forward, your eyes searching through the peephole while one of your hands rested on your doorknob and the other rested on your hip. your gaze landed on none other than Cameron Cade, and a look of confusion crossed your face as you pulled back from the peephole and twisted the lock, pulling the door open and looking up at the 6’5” guest.

“Cam, it’s like 1 o’clock, why you here?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowing a little in confusion, as Cameron’s eyes landed on yours and you instantly noticed that they were pink-tinted and sitting lower than usual, the dots immediately connecting in your head that he was high, “don’t tell me you drove here like that.”

“mm-mm. had my brother drop me off,” Cameron answered lowly, his voice slightly husky, as he eyed you down for a moment before meeting your gaze again, “you gon’ let me in or we gon’ have a starin’ contest, ma?”

you smacked your lips and ultimately cracked a small smile as you stepped to the side and opened the door wider, allowing him entry, “you still not tellin’ me why you here at 1 in the mornin’, Cam. you’d usually text me and let me know if you were comin’ over.”

“‘cause you was on my mind,” Cameron shrugged casually, walking inside, as he pushed his hood off of his head and you paused at his words, your heart nearly dropping to your ass while you closed and locked the door behind him, “plus, i wasn’t expecting you the answer the door anyway. i thought you was sleep.”

“i mean, i was ‘bout to go to sleep, but then you popped up at my door like the boogeyman and shit,” you chuckled, making Cameron grin a little, as you walked away from the door and turned off the light in the living room while you led Cameron to your bedroom, “you lucky my roommate not here, she would’ve been mad as hell at you knockin’ on the door this early in the mornin’.”

“ain’t nobody scared of yo’ lil’ roommate, girl,” Cameron chuckled in amusement, closing your bedroom door behind him, as he watched you walk over to your bedside table and turn on your lamp, “i can be over here any time i want, what she gon’ do?”

“she gon’ cuss yo’ ass out,” you laughed, taking a seat on your bed, as Cameron’s lips curled up into a smile and he laughed, gripping the hem of his hoodie and pulling it over his head, “no outside clothes on my bed, Cam.”

“i know that, ma,” Cameron murmured, tossing his hoodie in your armchair in the corner of your room, as he pulled off his shirt and tossed it on top of his hoodie, his gold chains shifting around his neck, “i still got some clothes over here, don’t i?”

that question made you pause — not in thought, but in realization. you two were just supposed to be fuck buddies, but what kind of fuck buddies had their clothes at their fuck buddy’s apartment? that’s why you considered this a situationship — you two weren’t together, but somehow did relationship things.

“yeah, you do. check my nightstand over there,” you answered as you gestured towards your nightstand that was beside the other side of the bed with your index finger and watched him walk over to it, “shirts in the top, pants in the bottom.”

“damn, how much of my clothes over here?” Cameron chuckled softly, opening the top drawer, as his eyes landed on three of his shirts folded neatly and he moved to open the bottom drawer, revealing four pairs of his sweatpants folded as neatly as his shirts.

“like you don’t be wanting me to do your damn laundry when you be over here,” you laughed, raising your eyebrows a little, as you watched him grab a pair of sweatpants and close both of the drawers, “all of that is clothes that you forgot to take with you, but knowing you, you probably left that shit on purpose.”

“i did,” Cameron cockily smirked, stripping from his jeans, as he tossed them on top of his shirt and hoodie and slipped on the pair of sweatpants, letting them slightly hang low and reveal the waistband of his boxers, “gotta’ keep the rest of yo’ niggas away from here.”

“Cameron, do not piss me off,” your face instantly contorted into a deadpan expression, your face as straight as ever while you glared at the light-skinned man in your room, “stop playin’ like i be having other niggas over here.”

“my fault, baby,” Cameron playfully cooed, a small smirk on his face, as he leaned down onto ‘his’ side of the bed and supported his weight with his fists, his eyes glinting in amusement at your sour expression while he leaned closer to you, “forgot it ain’t no other niggas that can compare to me.”

“you a cocky motherfucker, you know that?” your blank face ultimately cracked and you grinned as you raised an eyebrow and Cameron chuckled softly, his smirk widening while he tilted his head a little.

“mhm… that pussy still all mine, pretty,” Cameron murmured as his gaze momentarily dropped to your lips before flickering back to your eyes, “ain’t that right?”

“you know that, Cam.” you mumbled, the atmosphere in the room slowly starting to shift into something lustful, as Cameron pulled back the covers and lowered one of his knees onto the bed, causing a dip in the mattress from his body weight while he leaned closer to you.

“you right, but i wanna hear you say it,” Cameron cockily smirked, lifting one of his hands from the bed, as he gently grabbed your chin and tilted your head further up to meet his gaze, “tell me that’s my pussy, ma.”

as you stared up into his colored eyes, the gears in your head started turning. you had feelings for him, but you didn’t know if he felt the same way, so you assumed he didn’t. the two of you were only supposed to be fucking with no strings attached, yet there were strings slowly becoming connected to you and not him.

you were single, but Cameron didn’t want to share you with anyone else. Cameron was single, but you didn’t want to share him with anyone else. you two were only fucking yet weren’t fond of sharing each other with other people… so, what the fuck were the two of you even doing at this point?

you were confused your damn self. you weren’t dating Cameron yet you couldn’t bring yourself to actually go out and talk to other men because you couldn’t think about anyone but him. however, Cameron wasn’t your man, so why the hell were you being loyal to a man who hadn’t even asked you to be his girlfriend?

plus, who knows how many bitches he probably entertains behind your back?

“…this is your pussy, Cam,” you confirmed softly, your eyes searching his, as you reached up and grabbed onto one of his shoulders and rested your other hand against the side of his face, your thumb stroking his cheekbone, “always gon’ be your pussy, baby.”

a wide cocky smirk spread across Cameron’s face and he hummed softly in appreciation as he leaned closer to you, his face now inches from yours while his gaze remained fixated on your lips, “that’s my girl.”

“C-Cam, please,” you whined desperately as you pushed at his head and tried to shift away from his mouth, your legs weakly thrashing around to kick him away, “i-i can’t, baby, please…”

Cameron smirked a little and raised his head from between your legs as he let go of your thick thighs and ran his tongue over his wet lips, the lower half of his face completely soaked from the amount of times he’d made you cum — you honestly lost count.

“you sensitive, baby?” Cameron cooed teasingly, his low eyes gazing down at your curvy body, as you whimpered softly in response and he chuckled softly, rising from between your thighs and moving to hover above you, “it’s a’ight, i’ma make you feel better.”

“Cameron,” you whined softly, a small pout forming on your lips, as Cameron grinned down at you and kissed your pout away, making you smile a little, “fucking me is not gonna help my sensitivity.”

“it will when i talk you through it.” Cameron mumbled, pressing a soft brief kiss against your lips, as he effortlessly stripped from his sweatpants and boxers, his dick flinging out and resting against your inner thigh.

one thing you learned about Cameron is that when he was high, his sex drive increased and he was much more focused and intentional with what he’d do when he’d touch you. he’d take his time with you and eat you real slow and nasty how you liked, which is what he spent the past few minutes doing to the point your pussy had gotten sensitive to touch.

he’d take his time when he fucked you, too. he’d thrust real deep yet slow all at once, making sure you felt every inch of him inside you and every vein throb against your walls once you clenched around him a little too tight. it’d almost feel like he was making love to you, but you didn’t want to be delusional about it — however, it was kind of hard not to be when he was worshipping your body like you were a goddess.

a soft gasp fell from your lips as Cameron pushed inside you, his hands gripping your thighs to keep you spread open while he slowly eased inside you. your hands held onto his upper arms and your eyes drifted down to your pussy as you watched Cameron’s dick slowly disappear inside your walls, a moan falling from your lips once he bottomed out.

“there you go, baby, you takin’ this dick like a big girl,” Cameron cooed, hiking your thighs up to his waist, as your eyes flickered up to him and you watched him lean down, his face inches from yours again while he slowly rocked his hips against yours, “pussy all sensitive and she still lettin’ me slip inside her like i ain’t just eat her off the bone.”

a mewl fell from your lips at his words and your eyelids slightly fluttered as your hands shifted from his upper arms to his back, holding onto him while he continued his slow and deep thrusts. your lips fell ajar and your eyebrows furrowed a little as soft whimpers and whines fell from your open mouth, your eyes remaining locked with Cameron’s while his hips pressed flush against yours with each slow thrust.

“C-Cameron,” you whimpered softly, your eyes dazedly searching his, as Cameron slightly tightened his grip on your thighs and rested his forehead against yours, his eyes never leaving yours while his dick continued hitting all those right spots inside you, “fuuuck, you feel so good, baby… so, so good…”

“yeah? you like the way this dick stretch you out, mama?” Cameron murmured, planting soft kisses against your cheeks, as you moaned and weakly nodded your head, “use your words, pretty. keep talkin’ to me.”

“uh-huuuh,” you moaned out, your head leaning back, as your grip on Cameron’s back slightly tightened and your eyes rolled back, a small furrow forming between your eyebrows, “oh, baby, you so f-fuckin’ deep, i can’t…”

“you can’t what? hm?” Cameron mumbled against your jawline as he pressed soft kisses along it before sipping his head down to the crook of your neck, “don’t say you can’t take it, baby, you takin’ it real good for me.”

“i c-can’t… can’t th-think,” you confessed in a whimper as you felt him lift one of your thick legs a little higher and you moaned loudly, your body instinctively arching into his, “fuuuck, baby, you fuckin’ me so goodddd…”

“mhm, i hit that spot, didn’t i, baby?” you couldn’t see his face, but you knew he had the biggest smirk sitting on it because you could hear it in his voice, and you felt him grip your leg a bit tighter before hoisting it over his shoulder, making you gasp loudly.

“C-Cam!” you cried out, feeling him much deeper from the change in his angle, as the furrow between your eyebrows deepened and your jaw went slack, your mouth hanging open while Cameron left faint hickeys against your melanated skin.

“i’m right here, baby. i got you,” Cameron mumbled against your neck, his voice barely audible, as one of your hands cradled his head and the other gripped his back, your nails starting to seep into his skin and leave red scratches down his back that elicited a guttural moan from his mouth, “you feel so damn good, girl, shit. this pussy so muh’fuckin’ good, ma, i can’t get enough of this shit…”

his words went in one ear and out the other as your brain went on autopilot and your body slowly turned into mush, whines and cries falling from your lips while Cameron continued thrusting against your g-spot. his chains pressed against your chest and the coldness of them sent chills through you as squelching noises filled the room with every thrust from how wet you had gotten, his touch and his dick amplifying your pleasure to a higher degree.

“you hear that, baby? that pussy talkin’ to me,” Cameron smirked, raising his head from your neck, as he looked down at you and rolled his hips a little harder, listening to the way you gasped softly and feeling the way your walls tightened around him, “she sound so pretty for me, too. she makin’ all them pretty lil’ squelching noises for me ‘cause i’m fuckin’ her just how she like it. she so fuckin’ good for me, baby.”

“o-oh, fuuuck— Cam, i-i’m gonna cuuuuum!” you suddenly cried out, your hips jerking, as your eyes tightly squeezed shut and your grip on his back tightened further, your hand that was cradling his head sliding down to firmly hold onto his shoulder, “uuuugh, shit, shit, shiiiit!”

“cum for me, pretty. let that shit go, mama. show me how much that pussy love me and wet this dick up.” Cameron’s vulgar words sent you over the edge and your head fell further back between your pillows, your bonnet starting to slip off of your head, as your legs trembled and your walls fluttered momentarily before abruptly clamping down on him, a sharp cry falling from your lips while your jaw dropped and your orgasm roughly ripped through you.

“fuuuuuck— o-ohhhh, my— nnnnngh!” broken rambles of cries of pleasure fell from your lips as you struggled to handle the intensity your climax, the trembling in your legs intensifying and making you cling onto Cameron tighter than before while he continued stroking you through your aftershocks.

“shhh… breathe, baby, c’mon,” Cameron cooed softly, gently pulling your head up from between your pillows, as he pressed a soft kiss against your forehead and gently lowered your trembly leg from his shoulder, “open them pretty eyes and look at me so i can help you breathe, mama.”

simultaneously, your eyes slowly fluttered open and you started focusing on your breathing, a dazed look in your pupils while you looked up at Cameron with hooded eyes. as your body started to relax, your hands let go of his back and you cupped his face instead as you blinked slowly, taking his facial features in while you came down from your orgasmic bliss.

“you good?” Cameron asked softly, his eyes searching yours, as his hands gently caressed your thighs and you nodded slowly, a small smile pulling at the corners of your mouth while you leaned up a little and pressed a soft brief kiss against his lips.

“i’m good, baby.” you reassured softly, your voice now holding a slight rasp to it, as Cameron grinned and leaned down to you, capturing your lips into a slow kiss while his hips continued slowly gyrating against yours.

little did you know, when you awoke in the morning, Cameron would be nowhere to be found.

Then, with Mel and Jay from Arcane, the disgusting things I have seen this fandom do, the lengths that they go to treat Mel as an abuser in the relationship? To treat Mel as trash and not a character with complex qualities, just like everyone else in the show. Which is why I will forever side-eye any and every JayVik shipper. I do not care if you’re not the one perpetuating the stereotypes on Mel, but you being a shipper and seeing fellow shippers be distasteful; the least you can do is call them out on their behavior and make sure you’re not a safe space for them. Some fanfic writers have the nerve to write her as some aggressive black woman, and even Jay as aggressive sometimes, and Victor as the docile, could never hurt a fly character. Which is wrong, it’s disturbing, and it is racism.

Many fandom spaces are full of misogynoir and people who do not care to unpack their ignorance, even pick up a book and see why that is. Two authors I could easily recommend to people would be Bell Hooks and Toni Morrison. You have to do the work on unlearning racist and misogynistic behaviors because it is so deeply rooted in fandoms and other communities.

Whenever a black person decides to ship a black character and a non-black character together, I have seen many non-black people try to correct them, saying, “Oh, they’re just friends, he/she wouldn’t date them.” Are you the writer of the show? No, so what makes it right for you to police that person?

This goes with The Bear fandom and how people treat sydcarmy shippers. Why is it so shocking to you that people ship those two characters together? I personally haven't seen the show fully, but from the many clips I've seen of those two, I can see why people ship them, and even if I couldn’t, it's still not my place to police a person if it’s not doing any harm to anyone, or even the characters.

A lot of people love to humble black shippers and characters and force us into a box of some sort. While their counterparts get a safe space to be themselves.

With the Bridgerton fandom and their mistreatment of Michaela Stirling. It’s not just lesbianphobia, it’s racism, it’s misogyny. I see a lot of white lesbians and non-black lesbians in general forget to mention that racism plays a big role in why people want Michael Stirling and not Michaela Stirling. There are people in this fandom who will use AI and turn Michaela back into a man, but only a white man. As if the Kilmartin and Stirling families aren’t full of black people. I’m not interested in excuses either because more racism will go dismissed.

Good evening fellow employees as of recently with all our evaluations and check-ins a major decision has been made on behalf of the future of the company. Starting Monday morning there will be new leadership in place to uphold the company’s future endeavors. We appreciate that you are on time to get acquainted and welcome them to this new transition. More information will be provided on Monday in the conference room. Thank you.

This was random because you haven’t heard anything bad about your boss as of lately. Then again, you don’t insert yourself in those things so there was that. All you can do is wait until Monday to see what this change is about. Monday seems to come in faster than expected as you rushed through the rotation doors. From your phone deciding not to turn on even when you charged it last night to the sudden traffic jam you were over it. As usual you were going through security and once the security guard returned your bag you headed straight for the elevator.

“Five minutes until I have to clock in and it takes that much time to go up the elevator. Ugh can this day get any worse.” The elevator doors were already open as people walked off so you quickly hopped inside and pushed the button to the tenth floor. As you waited you took a sip of your coffee and looked through your emails. You suddenly felt the elevator stop and the doors opening. Thinking this was your floor you made sure no one was coming. Looking back at your phone you were about to hop off before someone rushed into you. The collision caused your hot coffee to stain your blouse.

“Fuck!” Your blouse wasn’t exactly thick, so the coffee did burn a bit. “Next time watch where you going you dumbass!” That last part wasn’t necessary, but you were too frustrated to the point you’re not in your right mind. You didn’t get a good look at the person as you stormed off but once you turned the corner you released the hallway looked different. The heaviest sigh left your mouth as you released you got off on the wrong floor.

“If the next thing that happens to me has anything to do with ‘job’ and ‘fired’ I’m moving to the Bermuda Triangle.” Irritation was drilling into you by the second when you decided to take the stairs. Your floor was only two flights up so there was no need for you to wait for the elevator. There was nobody around meaning everyone was busy working, unlike you. Once you entered the hallway and double checked to make sure there was no one around you began to walk.

Before you walked into your office you noticed a group of people standing in the front part of the office space. “Great just great. Maybe if I am quiet they won’t see me walking past with this big stain on my shirt.” You rolled eyes and counted to three before you opened the door. So far so good they didn’t notice you but just as you were turning the sharp corner to walk to your space.

“Excuse me miss could you tell us where the main office is?” Looking down at your bag you adjusted it to cover the darkened stain on your shirt. Turning around you looked towards the group and in your most polite voice you answered her question.

“Yes through this door just turn right and it’s the double doors at the end of the hall.”

“Thank you so much. Sir right this way so you can get changed before we introduce you to the company.” Changed? Before you walked to your space you saw a white-haired man grumbling about a stain on his suit. It was a dark spot and the more he rubbed it the more it frizzed the material. The gears in your head started to turn and then it smacked you in the face. If you could shrink into a ball right now you would because the person you bumped into was your new boss. On top of that you called him a dumbass. Double whammy.

You completely forgot about being upset as you are now fearing for your life. You hope he calms down before meeting everyone but there’s no time to waste. As you were walking to your office you remembered that you had some spare clothes in your desk drawer. So much for being an overthinker but this was a dire situation.

Once inside you quickly locked the door and dropped your things on your desk. You didn’t waste time opening your drawer and pulling out the clean shirt. Time felt like it was running out fast as you quickly pulled your shirt over your head and then tried to button up your shirt. Just before you tucked in your shirt there was a knock against the door.

“Meeting in the conference room.”

“Got it” you semi-shouted as you tucked in your shirt. There was no response but that didn’t matter. You wish you could get a look at your outfit but there was no mirror, and your phone was at the bottom of your bag. “I hope look decent” you said to yourself as you made you way out the door. The conference room was only a floor up, so you decided to take the stairs since everyone was piling on the elevator.

When you walked into the conference room everyone was talking amongst themselves wondering what was going on. You thought the mass majority knew. You took the last seat next to the door and you waited like everyone else. It wasn’t long before the woman you spoke to before walked up to the podium. The room quieted down as she stood there waiting to get her words together.

“Good morning I hope we won’t waste much of your time but as of a few evenings ago your former boss is no longer with the company. I will not explain the reasoning as it is not to be discussed under any circumstances. As of today, you all will be under new leadership. Please give a warm welcome to Mr. Gojo Satoru.”

You never got a good look at him before but now you do. He was tall, over 6’0”, for sure. Short white hair that looked a little messy, but it was proper. The thing that was catching your attention was his eyes. The more you looked at them it felt like you could look into his soul, but when he looked in your direction you looked towards the wall.

You never listened to a word he was saying as you just wanted to go back to your office. He made eye contact in your direction, but it wasn’t directly at you. “So far so good” you said in your head. Before long he stopped speaking and the woman from before was back at the podium.

“Thank you Mr. Satoru that was very nice. That concludes this meeting but as of today Mr. Satoru will be in charge of everything and if there are any more changes he sees necessary they will be made accordingly. At this time, you are all free to go back to work. Thank you so much for your time.” Everyone around you started to get up from their seats and move to the exits. You tried to move with the crowd towards the exits. Keyword “tried”.

“Oh, miss would you come here please.” When you turned around the woman was waving her hand for you to come to the front. To make things not awkward you made your way further away from the exits. “Hello again, I didn’t realize who you were earlier and I just want to you to know that your work ethic is marvelous. I couldn’t wait to introduce you to Mr. Satoru.” You wouldn’t praise yourself that highly, but you do your best. She turned to him and she smiled wider than before.

“She is one of the top employees here and I think you two would work great together.” You don’t know if you made a face when she said those words, but you wanted to jump out of the window at that very moment. First you bumped into him and got coffee on his suit, called him a dumbass, and now you’re going to have to work with him. The universe just had to be against you today of all days. You looked in his direction to see him eyeing you up and down as if he was studying you.

The hand that was sitting in his right pocket came forward and he held out to you. You raised your hand to shake it, but when he grabbed your hand you noticed a small smirk at the corner of his mouth. You’re doomed.

For the next few weeks, it has been non-stop work. Of course, you had your breaks but with this new transition and him changing the workflow around you still had to work on your breaks. You didn’t mind at first but then he started to come to your office more often than not. Asking you questions that you had answers to, but others you were clueless. Sometimes he tried to make small talk which felt off. Deep down you think he knows you’re the one he bumped into but at the same time it feels like he doesn’t.

He doesn’t hold any animosity towards you, but you just have that little voice in the back of your mind that he does. Nonetheless most of the time you would walk out of the office to get away because it was taking a huge toll on you. So that became your new routine. You worked as much as you could and if you have a gut feeling he is coming you will leave and go somewhere else. It seems like a childish thing to do but you have never been put in a position like this before so what else could you do? Also, you would notice he would leave his office earlier than usual but that’s none of your business.

Weeks went by and things calmed down a bit but him coming to visit your office never changed. As you looked at the clock on the wall you were counting down the seconds until you could leave. After all this time you haven’t really been bottle serving because you were too tired but tonight you are going. You looked at the clock once again and you couldn’t log out fast enough.

Grabbing your things and walking out the office there were a few of your coworkers still working. You would stay but you want to get out of here as quickly as you could. Once you were out those rotating doors you felt a huge relief leaving your body. A smile grew on your face as you quickly walked down the stairs and down the street to your car. Tonight, he will be the last thing on your mind.

~Five Hour Later~

“Hey, ya forgettin’ something.” The older man slid your tip into the back pocket of your shorts. All you could do was smile as you as you back away from the booth.

“This is why you’re my favorite.” You winked at him and just before you walked away from him he smacked your butt. When you turned back he winked back at you and you could see the scar on the corner of his mouth stretching from his smirk. With a bite of your lip, you started to walk back towards the bar. A little drink wouldn’t hurt after being here for a while. Before you could ask the bartender for something he already put a pretty drink in front of you.

“Wow I didn’t take you for a mind reader.” You giggled as you took the first sip with the straw.

“I’m not. The gentleman back there ordered it for you, and he paid for you to have as many you want.” When you turned around you assumed it was the same man, but when you saw the dark long-haired man hold up his drink. He was another one of your regulars. You mouthed the word ‘thank you’ and held up your drink to him. As soon as he smiled you could feel a tingle go down your spine. It’s a good thing you came by tonight because you were rolling in it. After about an hour you already had three drinks in your system, and you were feeling good.

“This is my last drink for tonight. Make sure to give him the difference before he leaves.” Just before you got off the stool he started to talk to you.

“Well, here’s the thing he already left, and he also said to give it to you.” When the bartender handed you a small envelope and you opened it all you could do was shake your head. Pulling out one of the many hundred dollar bills you handed back to him. He took it with a smile, and you made your way into the crowd.

It wasn’t usually this packed, but your guess is that something special was happening tonight. As you walked up the stairs you were greeted by more of your regulars and they gave you more tips. Once you were done you decided to chill on the balcony. No one is usually here other than the other VIP servers, but it seems you have the whole place for yourself. As you looked down below you saw everybody having a grand time. All you could do was smile because this was needed.

The more you scanned the scene below your eyes saw something not too far from you. From your point of view the white-haired server looked familiar but once they turned to the side it was clear as day. You had to blink twice and rub your eyes to get them to focus as you took another look.

“Is that Mr. Satoru and are those blue glow in the dark star stickers on his nipples?” You really couldn’t get your head wrapped around it. With him being the head of the company with all the money in the world he should be sitting in the VIP not entertaining them. You could barely hold the laughter as you let out small giggles as you stared down at him servicing the group of women.

Now this would top all the rumors you ever heard in your life. That is if you decide to say something and hell maybe you will. You couldn’t get over the sight of watching him flirt and smile at the half-drunk women just fawning over him. As you continued to spy on him your last two brain cells decided not to be drunk. “If he is here and I’m here… ooooh shit.” The fun feeling quickly left your body as quickly as it came. You realized that even with him being here you could lose your job in a heartbeat unlike him.

As you tried to scramble your brain to get sober you heard your name being called from behind you which jump scared you.

“Hey, hey, hey, calm down. Are you okay? Had too many drinks tonight?” You shook your head as now your brain was going haywire trying to figure out a way to get out here. “Hey what’s wrong? You’re panicking like someone is out to get you.”

“I’m-I’m fine but can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“How long has he been here?” You quickly pointed your finger down below to your boss who is now getting his shorts stuffed with dollar bills.

“Oh, him he has been here for a while now. I think he showed up just a few days after you actually. I’m surprised you haven’t seen him since you first came around. He is definitely a charmer. Maybe I can introduce—”

“No!” You shouted but only loud enough for them to hear. Clearing your throat, you spoke softer. “No that won’t be necessary because I’m not feeling well and if I’m coming down with something it’s best I get out of here. I’ll see you later okay.”

You didn’t give them a chance to respond as you quickly squeezed past them to get to the winding staircase. He was just about to move away from the table and walk in your direction before he was cat-called to another table. Your heart never dropped so fast in your life as you managed to get to the backroom to grab your stuff.

Once you got back home you just wanted to crawl into your bed. After tonight you don’t think you’ll be going back to the club ever again. As you got comfortable and took a long well-deserved shower you were ready to hop into bed. Before that you wanted to have a drink of water to help flush the alcohol out of your system. Walking into your kitchen you grabbed a bottle of water but before you could drink it you heard knocking. You paused for a second as the rim of the bottom barely touched your lips.

Nothing happened so you assumed you were hearing things, but the knocking noise happened again. You don’t have to look at the time to know it was too late for someone to be at your door, but the knocking kept going.

“Who could this be at a time like this?” You twisted the cap back onto the bottle and sat it on the counter before you walked towards the door. The knocking was louder now, and it was making your head hurt. When you unlocked the door you opened it quickly.

“I don’t know if you know but it’s late so what is it that you want?” Your eyes were closed as you rubbed your head to relief the throbbing feeling.

“Is that any way to speak to your boss?” The way your eyes shot open was priceless. Looking out the door there he was. Standing there wearing a sweatsuit with tennis shoes. At first you were afraid but then your attitude changed.

“Well, it depends especially when it’s late at night and you aren’t supposed to know where I live.” All you heard was a scoff as he pushed past you and walked inside. “Excuse me what do you think you are doing?” You slammed the door and followed behind him. Stopping in your tracks you watched as he grabbed the bottle off the counter and started drinking it.

“At least you have some hospitality.” His eyes wondered around as he held the bottle to his lips. “Your place is nice for what it is.” Your eyes watched as his lips touched the bottle and watched his Adam’s apple move each time he took a gulp. You would feel some type of way watching him like this, but he has overstepped your boundaries.

“Who in the hell do you think you are? First you walk into my home uninvited I might add, second you drink my water that I didn’t offer you and now you basically just insulted my place. What’s next you want a home cooked meal and a massage?”

“Would be nice.” Anger was starting to rise in your body and you still being a little drunk is not making it any better.

“Mr. Satoru—”

“Just call me Gojo” You huffed as you got closer to him.

“Whatever listen it’s time for you to leave and I mean now. Otherwise, I’ll put you out. The choice is yours Gojo.” He didn’t take too much into you mocking his name like you did but he kept a straight face before he started to chuckle. “What’s so funny?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“Yeah you. For someone who managed to call me a dumbass and mess up a perfectly good suit I didn’t take you for comedian as well as a klutz.” So, he did knew.

“Okay you know what even though you were the one who bumped into me I apologize. I’ll be glad to pay the dry-cleaning bill for your precious Ken doll suit. Do you have Cashapp or Venmo? Better yet you would want a wire transfer to make it more professional. How does that sound?” The last of the alcohol must have kicked into overdrive because you completely forgotten who you were talking to. He didn’t say anything at first but then started to laugh again.

“Yeah laugh it up but you can take your—” Before you could finish your sentence he turns around to pin you against the counter. Both of his hands grabbed the edge which had you caged between his arms and his body standing close to yours. The scent of his cologne was strong as if he just sprayed on himself only minutes prior. All you could do was hold your tongue and take deep breaths as his eyes were locked in with yours.

“I would choose your next words very carefully.” His face was only inches away and you could smell the spearmint coming off his breath.

“Or what? You’ll fire me?” The chuckle that came from his throat was deep.

“That’s a possibility but let’s not get ahead ourselves. Besides, you know something that could jeopardize my entire career.” The tip of his thumb barely touches the top of your hand as he leaned in closer to your ear. “Funny thing is you are in as much trouble as I am pretty girl. Especially after what you wore earlier tonight.” You were silent as your stiff face was starting to relax.

“Your little attempt to sneak out of the club was a sad one. I recognized you as soon as I saw you serving scar face.” He began to reminisce what he saw before laughing again. The next that happened caught you totally off guard as you felt his hand smack your ass. A moan slipped from your lips and his hand gripped the spot he just slapped. “That’s what a real smack feels like. Remember that.”

You were battling the emotions going through your body. Not knowing if you should be angry, frustrated, or scared but you do feel one thing. Horny. Of course, back at the club the smack then did make you feel a certain way but right now this is different. All you could feel was a throbbing sensation between your thighs and you already knew there was a wet spot in your panties.

“Have anything to say to me now?” You took a deep breath and counted to five before you looked at him.

“What do you want?” Around the both of you want quiet as he stared at you and you stared at him. You watched as he backed away from you and he put his hands in his pockets.

“Don’t worry about that just keep your phone nearby.” He couldn’t be serious but with that look in his eyes you knew the cards were in his hands now. You watched as he walked towards your door and you followed close behind him. Once he was out of your doorway and out of sight you slammed your door.

“How could he… Why would he… Who in the hell does he think he is!” All you wanted was to go to bed but now you are too worked up to lay your head down. Just as you were making your way back to the kitchen for more water your phone started to buzz from your room. “Now what” you said annoyedly. Grabbing another bottle, you walked back to your room and sat down on your bed. When you grabbed your phone to unlock it there was a message from an unknown number.

You weren’t prepared for what you were about to see when you clicked the video. It was a video of you giving a guy with pink hair and face tattoos a lap dance and letting him take Jello shots from your chest. That happened months ago and since then you barely remember what happened that night except for that. You already knew it was him who sent it to you. The thought of tossing your phone against the wall out of anger came to mind but you realized that you don’t have the extra funds for a new one. All you could do was plant your face into your pillows and scream.

“This can’t be happening to me right now. Why me? Why me of all people?” After setting your phone on the nightstand you could feel your body getting heavy and the thought of sleeping sounded so good to you now. Once you pulled back the covers and laid you head down you felt relaxed. Your eyes started to struggle to stay open but then they shut completely.

Days went by after that encounter. At first it didn’t bother you but then you started to get nervous. You barely saw him and when you saw him all he would do is smirk and walk away. One morning you barely got any sleep and contemplated on calling out. Only one problem you would have to talk to him. You quickly toss that idea so now you’re here staring at your computer screen with a blank stare. All you could think about was sleep and every word and number looked like gibberish to you. Even with your mind being tired the throbbing between your legs was strong.

For some reason your mind thought back to what he did that night. When he smacked your ass and with him being so close smelling so good you wished it didn’t stop there. You have to take care of this feeling now and there was only one way to do it.

Reaching down you pulled out a little black box from the drawer. Inside it was a rose gold bullet that may have just enough charge for you to handle your urge. With a small turn to the right, it came alive and was vibrating in your hand. You are so glad you were the only one in your office. Perfect timing to let you rub one out and go about your day. The sound of small whimpers and moans bounced off the walls as you thought about him.  

Your legs were starting to shake as your release was at the edge and then it came with you calling out his name. You couldn’t believe yourself as you started to have post-nut clarity. All the men you could’ve think about he had to be the one to get you off. After cleaning off the bullet and taking care of yourself, you put it back in the box then tossed it in your bag.

For the rest of the day, you did your best to get as much done as possible. Triple checking your work to make sure nothing was out of order. You were so happy when you looked away from your computer and noticed it was time to go home. Nothing else was on your mind when you left your office. Not even Gojo. All you wanted to do was sleep and you did just that when you walked into your room and flopped onto your bed.

Hours passed and you didn’t move once as you enjoyed your rest. The sun was finally below the horizon, and the stars were coming out to play still you didn’t move. That is until your phone started to vibrate from your bag. When you begin to wake up everything hits you all at once. You weren’t even drunk and it feels like your body is all out of whack.

The vibrating never stopped as you tried to turn over and fall back asleep which made you cranky.

“Who is calling me?” Your voice was a little hoarse as you grabbed your phone to answer it. “Hello?”

“Aww did I wake you up sleeping beauty? Listen come to the club so we can have a little discussion. Be here in an hour and not a minute later. If you’re late I think posting your little interactions will get good views on YouTube.” He hung up and you sprang up off your bed to get ready.

~One Hour Later~

You made it here in one piece as you are glad you didn’t get a speeding ticket on the way. Once you walked inside you noticed it was crowded. Packed booth to booth and the seats at the bar were filled. You don’t know the special occasion, but you only have one reason to be here. Grabbing your phone from your pocket you saw he hasn’t messaged you yet.

“I’m here so where is he?” Your question was answered when you saw a message pop up on your phone. You knew who it was even though you never put his name in your contacts.

Unknown #: Look up.

When you did you saw him and his pearly whites looking down at you. You felt your phone buzz again and it was another message from him.

Unknown #: You haven’t saved my name in your phone yet? Sheesh, you are going to have to fix that.

You: Or what? You got something else you wanna blackmail me with?

The dots on your phone appeared and disappeared for a few seconds until he responded.

Unknown #: Meet me in the back.

You looked up again to see if he was still there, but he had already disappeared. As you walked through the crowd of people you had a weird feeling in your stomach. Questions floated around in your head that your nearly gave yourself a headache. The door to the backrooms was in your sights and the thought of turning around came to mind. Before you were about to chicken out your hand was already on the hand turning it. The scent of different perfumes and colognes met your nose as you walked through the door. Something that wasn’t unfamiliar to you but looking around you didn’t see him. Your phone buzzed again.

Unknown #: Go through the door.

“Is he toying with me right now?” You sighed heavily as you walked towards the door and opened it. Never have you ever opened this door, so you were expecting a hall closet of some sort, but you were wrong. A long hallway with no other doors besides the one at the very end of the hakl was in your sight. You’re surprised no one else has told you about this but there is no time to dwell on it. Walking down the hallway the music and commotion of the crowd was getting softer and softer. Then it was quiet. Only the sound of your footsteps and your breathing can be heard.

“I got this. Just talk to him see what he wants and then leave.” You took several deep breaths as you knocked on the door, but when your knuckle pressed against the door it opened slightly. Taking a peek through the crack you didn’t see anyone, but you did see a box on a desk. As you opened the door wider you looked around to see no one was around and then walked inside. Since you were closer you could see a little tag on it with your name written on it. “What is he up to?”

When you grabbed the box it didn’t weigh a lot but there was something inside. Taking your time opening the box you didn’t hear the door opening and closing behind you with a certain someone with a smirk on his face. When you opened the box you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. “This must be some kind of a joke.”

“What do you mean?” You jumped back when you turned around to see him with his hands in his pockets. Taking a breather, you calmed down and pointed to the box. He walked closer and stood beside you to take a peek before laughing. “I don’t see nothing wrong with it.”

“What do you mean you don’t see anything wrong with it. It is a pair of pink bunny ears and some heart stickers.” You picked them up and only noticed something odd about them. “Why are there two of them?” He didn’t say much else before he pulled back the tissue paper. When he did you became speechless. Beneath the tissue paper were more erotic things. Pink silk restraints, a pink robe and a vibrator. Not just any vibrator but a wireless one and that alone sent a message to your brain.

“You know you sound so cute when you moan especially when you said my name.” Your heart sank past your stomach when those words left his mouth. You couldn’t give him eye contact as you looked at your feet before turning around and walking a few inches away from the desk. A chuckle came from him as he walked towards you. The feeling of his body just barely touching yours sent signals throughout your brain. You truly don’t know how to feel but seeing him be this comfortable with getting these things for you makes you wonder what he’s into.

“Overwhelmed? Embarrassed? Excited?” The last word he said was in reach of your ear and it made you shiver where you stood. You took a deep breath before you turned around to look at him.

“Look since I have been here we haven’t had any discussion. So, what exactly do you want from me?”

“Well, it goes like this you don’t tell a soul that I work here, and you fulfill a little fantasy of mine. In return I’ll do my part so that your secrets don’t see the light of day. Also, I’ll forget about you calling me a dumbass and ruining my suit. Sounds simple enough.” You took some time to think because of all the things he knows about, especially your little office incident, you want it to stay confidential.   

“Fine I’ll do it, but I’m going to add more to it. If at any point I feel uncomfortable I’m free to leave and the deal still stands. You keep your mouth shut and I’ll do the same. Deal?”

“Deal.”

After that moment he gave you some privacy to get yourself comfortable. Turns out the little heart stickers were nipple stickers. They glowed in the dark just like the ones you saw him wearing. You’re surprised they fit over your areolas. For a guy like him he has good taste but it’s probably because of his past experiences he is able to figure a woman out. You were admiring yourself in a body mirror for a few more seconds before you started to tie the robe. A knock came from the door, and you let him know to come in. Before he dimmed the lights to his liking.

“Pink really suits you.” His touch barely grazes your skin, but you still feel it. He moved closer to you with his chest against your back and looked at your reflection in the mirror. The look in his eyes was different. Not of lust or hunger but an admiring type of look. A look that tells you that he sees more than your body but also the beauty you have. You felt his lips touch your neck and you felt your knees weakening. “That’s it bunny. Just relax for me.”

You nearly forgot you were wearing bunny ears as he continued peppering your neck in kisses. His hands found their way to your waist and slid up and down until he brought you close to him. The kisses stopped and you felt his breath in your ear. “Don’t forget to enjoy yourself too.” You felt the tie on your robe loosen and when he looked at your reflection again he started to pull it back. Once the robe was off his hands slowly traced up  your body until he cupped your breasts in his hands. He massaged them slowly while using his thumbs to rub across your covered nipples.

A soft sigh left your lips, and you started to grind your ass against his crotch. All he could do was smile before started to kiss your neck and chest. It only lasted a minute before he stopped and pulled you away entirely. You turned around to see him holding the restraints in his hand.

“We are only getting started princess. Now on the couch and face away from me.” He chuckled as he watched you get on the couch. Your ass looked so perfect and with he had in mind he couldn’t wait another second to do it. Before long your felt his warmth return to you. The feeling of the soft silky restraints being tied around your wrists starts to make you feel a feeling you never felt before. His lips once again touched your inner neck, and you know a hickey is bound to be there.

“Oh, one more thing sweetheart.” You’re wondering what he meant until you felt a cloth being pull towards your mouth. You opened your mouth so it can settle between your lips, and he tied it tight enough that it won’t come undone. From your neck on down he continued to peck his was down until he got closer to your ass. You’ve heard of the phrase ‘kiss my ass’ but what he was doing was more than that. More like he was worshipping it. Massaging each cheek in his hands before spreading them open to see all of your glory. Kissing all over and biting certain spots.

When he spread you open again you could feel his breath hitting both of your holes which made them squeeze as a reaction. All you heard was a chuckle before you heard a low buzzing sound coming from behind you. It wasn’t long before you felt it tease along your slit and barely touch your clit. He watched and listened to your reaction.

Seeing you squirm and hearing soft moans through the cloth gag as he pushed the vibe closer. He pulled it away and decided to turn it up higher and started to tease your entrance. Both of you could hear the wet buzzing noises the more he moved it around. It was getting harder to hold in your moans but then you fail when he pushes the vibrator inside you. He smiled as he watched your juices cover it and some of it getting on your inner thighs.

“Won’t you look at that. You only had this thing in you for a few seconds and you’re already dripping on couch. How cute.” He playfully smacks your clit nearly making you squeeze out the vibrator. A few more taps landed on your clit and all he could go was smile. “This needs to stay inside you the entire time.” The pressure from him slowly pushing the vibrator back in nearly sent you over the edge. Your mind was elsewhere until you felt something wet against your other hole. From the motion of it you couldn’t believe it.

‘He can’t be… that’s his... tongue!’ you monologed into your mind. Warm, wet and thick was all you felt as he licked and kissed your hole. This was something you vowed to never experience but with the vibrator dancing between your walls and his tongue you couldn’t resist moaning. He only stopped to laugh as he heard your reaction.

“Enjoying this huh? Well, it’s only going to get better.” He continued his task as he listened to every little whimper and moan fall from your gagged mouth. The vibrations started to change, and it felt like they were getting faster and more powerful. Your ears couldn’t tell if the wet noises were from your pussy or Gojo just tongue kissing your ass. In the end it didn’t matter as your orgasm was getting closer and closer. In between he began to lick your hole and then lick your clit. When you felt his moan against it your eyes started to roll to the back of your eyelids as you could feel it right at the edge and you mindlessly started to rock against his face.

Everything stopped at that moment. The vibrations started to slow down, and his tongue was nowhere on you anymore. Your climax was slipping fast, and it made you irritated. Before you could turn around to see what he was doing you felt a hard smack on your ass. You took a large gasp at the impact but then more followed. The number of times he did it you could barely keep up. Both your holes and your cheeks were throbbing once you felt him stop.

He turned you around and pinned you down on your back until he was hovering over you His hand grabbed your face, so you were looking at his face.

“You naughty girl. Trying to get off by fucking my face nuh-uh that’s not how this works. You’ll cum when I say so and not a second before. If you do then I’ll leave you here all tied up and watch you fall apart as I tease you with that pathetic little vibe inside your pussy. If it dies then I have another one just for you. Do you understand me?”

He grabbed the gag to pull it down and he felt how damp it was. “Drooling huh?” he scoffed. “You really are a freak but all that means is you can match my energy.” His hand began to trace a line downward until he was toying with your pussy.

The tips of his ring and middle finger caressed your clit in small circles collecting your juices the more he rubbed. You knew he could feel it throb in his touch because he was smirking in your face. “Now look into my eyes and answer me.”

“Y-yes Gojo.” Smack. You hissed as you could feel your eyes roll with pleasure.

“Good girl~. Now we can have some real fun.” He pushed you aside letting you fall on your back against the couch so he could get between your legs. You watched him pull his shirt over his head and then toss it to the side. From his pocket he pulled out a condom but just before he was about to open it he got an idea. “Open this for me will ya?” He moved his towards your mouth and let it set between your lips. As you were about to bite down on the corner of the wrapper you would see his hand tugging at his pants.

He wasn’t wearing anything underneath which gave you a clear view of his defined v-line and once he pulled it down you could feel yourself drooling again. You bit the corner of the foil, and he moved his hand to pull it towards him. Even with your eyes locked into his in your peripheral vision you could see his cock twitch.

Once the wrapper was torn enough you let go and you watched him pull the condom out. He didn’t put it on right away as in his mind he wanted to tease just a bit more. Seeing that your attention was elsewhere he took his free hand and slowly stroked him. You could feeling your pussy just flutter at the sight. Precum was starting to form at his tip and your mind you wish you could taste it. At the same time, you were sucking on your bottom lip just thinking about it. He stopped jerking off and held his cock in his hand.

He didn’t say anything as he tapped the tip of his cock against your clit. With the vibrator starting up again you could feel your climax building up again. From him tapping his tip precum began to smear over your clit. He moaned as he listened to you whimper and squirm beneath him as he rubbed himself against you.

“Ww-wait don’t do that.”

“Aww what’s wrong? You’re not about to cum are you?” He kept going moving himself back and forth. From the tip and then all the way to the base so you could feel his balls against your clit. He leaned closer and you could feel his breath on you cheek as he speeds up just a little moaning your name softly into your ear. That was starting to send you to the edge. He could tell because your breathing started to change. He kept going. Moaning your name just like you did hours prior when you were getting yourself off. His pace never changed even with him feeling like he was about to cum himself.

“Gojo” you whimpered softly. You felt him jerk slightly but he kept going. “Gojo” you whimpered again. Hearing your voice moan his name was affecting him more than he thought. Even when he heard your voice through your office he could compose himself but having to hear it up close he was starting to fall apart. You started to move your hips in sync with his and his body started to react.

More precum was leaking from him and his body started to shake a little. You knew he told you not to cum but that didn’t apply to him. So, you moved a little faster. He was deep into his own world that he didn’t realize you were moving until he stopped completely. You didn’t stop as your orgasm was getting so close but then you felt him pull away. Just like before when he smacked your ass he started to torment your poor sensitive clit. He didn’t say anything when he let his hand press against it and you moaned louder than before.

You couldn’t hold out any longer and you felt yourself cumming. More than that because you felt yourself getting drenched. He just watched as you squirted all over his hand and the vibrator. When you stopped he didn’t pass the chance to rub his hand from side to side. You arched your back as it was starting to get overwhelming, but it felt so good.

“I took you more as a creamer, but I love a squirter too.” When you felt his hand pull away you finally thought you could take a break. While you relaxed you didn’t see Gojo above you putting the condom on. With your climax subsiding you felt his body on top of yours again, but he leaned in close to your lips. “Sweet bunny look at me.” Your eyes were barely open, but he could still see they were on him. His breath of heavy and his eyes looked the same as yours. “Take a deep breath and relax.”  ‘What is he talking about?’ you thought. That’s when you felt something pushing into your other hole.

You gasped as he was slowly pushing his way inside. Luckly the condom was lubed and your juices added extra slip but you never done anal before. Neither has he but the deeper he went the more he had to calm himself. Feeling your ass squeezing him made him almost cum before he was fully in, but he held back. Once he was fully inside he tucked his bottom lip between his teeth as he looked into your eyes. In the heat of the moment, he couldn’t wait any longer and kissed you.

His tongue was sliding into your mouth before you could open it, but when it did you couldn’t resist holding back either. His hips were colliding with your ass at a steady pace and each time his upper half would rub against you. It felt too good as you moaned into his mouth which made him moan too. Before he pulled away he took your lip and softly bit into it.

“You feel so good around me. Too fucking good.” As he was speaking he started to move faster and put his hands on the back of your thighs. You can feel everything in your body. The vibrator still going strong combined with his pumps was sending you to paradise. He could barely speak and he moaned and groaned louder the more he fucked into you. Looking down at your speechless expression and he himself feeling the vibrator in your pussy was making him see stars.

The more he fucked the more his mind began to think what it would feel like to fuck your pussy. Looking down at it he could see your juices dripping out pass the vibe and down between the crack of your ass. “So wet and pretty. Wish I could feel it. Want your pussy to make me cum too.” He was speaking out loud and he didn’t care. You tried to respond but when his thumb started to toy with your throbbing bud only nonsense and babbles came out.  

“Cum with me. I want you to cum with me.” His cheeks were fully flushed, and his mind was lost in lust. Moving his thumb off your clit he pinched your nipple beneath the sticker. He didn’t stop there as he pulled it off causing you to yelp. “I’m sorry pretty girl. Let me make it better.” His mouth attached to your nipple and your orgasm was tilting off the edge. He moaned, pulled, sucked and even took a nibble leaving a little bite mark. Looking at the other one he took the sticker off too to give it the same treatment. Switching between them when he felt like it.

Your wrists were struggling to get free from the restraints as he continued. Your body couldn’t handle all the pleasure conquering every inch of your body. His strokes started to lose rhythm, and he was pushing as deep as he could. From him thrusting so much he somehow made the vibrator get pushed deeper and that’s when you moaned the loudest you ever had. The overstimulation hit you hard as you started to squirt again and squeeze around the vibe and him. He held onto you and stopped. With your nipple still in his mouth, he pushed deep and released everything.

Cum began to fill the condom and it only added more pressure making you shake. Below him he felt wetness and then the vibrator being pushed out. When he leaned up he detached from you leaving multiple spit lines and then his spit slowly slid down your breast. The vibrator was completing out covered in your clear and white essence just as much as your pussy, inner thighs and ass. As he began to pull himself out he could feel how heavy the condom was and when he was free it nearly came off.

His mind was still drunk with pleasure as he wished he didn’t wore it and wondered what he would feel like to have it all inside you. As he pulled off the condom his eyes never left your body and you took deep shallow breaths. He tied the condom and tossed in into a small bin to the side of the couch before he grabbed another one from his pocket and rolled it onto his still harden cock.

“C’mon pretty girl open your eyes.” He hovers above you smiling from ear to ear as he took in the sight of you. “I’m not through with you yet” he whispered into your ear. The vibrations to your clit were low but it was intense to your sensitive clit. Then you felt both of your holes being spread open all at once which made you gasp loudly as you already felt another orgasm was on the rise. “This will be our little secret. Okay?” Your thighs shook as he slowly circled your clit with his fingers enjoying the sight of you falling apart.

“Y-yy-yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Y-yes Gojo.” You’ll probably never get over his smile after tonight, but you can’t say you didn’t enjoy yourself. The feeling inside your body was starting to get overwhelming once more as he started thrust his hips once again.

“Good girl that’s what I like to hear.”