#dom!aaron

so perhaps you had meant to get on his nerves on a subconscious level. but can you really be to blame? you didn't think so

so when you went into his office just to see him and try to talk to him you could barely get a word out before

"if you interrupt me one more time - so help me god. not another word out of you, i'm busy."

and you just stared because you were desperate for attention, so you'd take anything even if it was a punishment.

"but aaron, you've been working all day. i miss you, sir."

and he actually looked up at that. mission accomplished.

"fine then. since you want to be such a desperate slut, come over here." you happily walked over to him, feeling yourself get wetter by the second.

you stand looking at him for a second, your legs against his knees.

"well, what are you waiting for? on your knees. keep your sir's cock warm while he works, since you want to be a brat."

as much as you love having him in your mouth, that sounded boring as hell. so when you finally got his pants unbuckled, you eagerly got to work sucking him off. but no.

before you knew it, he had you by the hair, pulling your head back to look at him. "is your hearing okay today? i don't recall asking you to suck me off, i said to keep me warm. perhaps you've forgotten who is in control of when you get to cum, hmm? is that why you're being such a brat today?"

you shake your head, fully understanding the underlying threat of not being allowed to cum. he had done it before after all. those 2 weeks being the most frustrating of your life. "i'll be good, sir. let me keep you warm with my mouth. please, i'll be a good girl."

you took him back in your mouth, and he got back to work.