You woke the next morning, slightly confused and quickly realising that your cheek was resting against your boss's chest. You widened your eyes, panicking for a moment before remembering how you ended up in the position you were in. You nestled into him, feeling comforted as you reached out and toyed with the fabric on his t-shirt, listening to his slow breaths. Your movement woke Lionel. He let out a yawn and stretched cautiously as he felt the pressure of you leaning on him, remembering where he was.
"Good morning..." He grumbled in a low tone, chuckling at your small movements, signalling that you were awake but refusing to get up.
"Morning..." You hummed back, "I'm so comfortable..." You admitted, causing him to smirk as he marveled over you, stroking the nape of your neck with his thumb.
"Me too." He sighed, feeling vulnerable in your presence.
"Terrible isn't it?" You scoffed, reminding him of your professional relationship.
"This?" He questioned, gesturing to your position in his arms. "I think it's quite nice." He smirked, avoiding your point and enjoying your intimacy.
He suddenly became aware of his raging erection, inches from your fingers as they played with the edge of his t-shirt.
"I-I um... need to use the restroom." He muttered as you groaned, irritated by his poor timing. He shifted your weight off of him and laid you down on the pillow, leaving you briefly. You watched as he got up and walked off, noticing his bulge and smirking to yourself as he tried to cover it with his t-shirt.
"I'll take that as a compliment." You mumbled, sitting up and stretching.
"What was that?" He called out, narrowing his eyes.
"Oh, nothing boss." You teased.
"Stop with the boss thing... it drives me crazy." He growled, grasping himself in the next room.
"Sounds like a you problem." You scoffed, smiling to yourself.
I'll make it an us problem if you're not careful. He thought, eventually calming himself down enough to pee.
"Do you want some water? I don't know about you but I've got a raging headache this morning." He cooed, filling up two glasses as you agreed, confirming his assumption. He walked over with the two glasses, downing his own before passing yours over. "Remember your meds." He urged, nodding his head at you before walking off and grabbing his towel, making his way to the shower.
"Am I okay to take the first shower?" he called out, already undressing in the bathroom.
"Only if I can watch." You responded teasingly.
"(Y/n), you're obsessed. One night sharing a bed and you can't stop thinking about my body." He scolded, chuckling as he stepped into the shower and turned on the water. He stood under the water and lathered up, smoothing his hands through his hair and rinsing himself off. You listened intently as he groaned, finding the perfect temperature and spending a few extra minutes to attempt to relieve himself before you knocked.
"Are you taking your time or what?" You called out, deciding he had been in there long enough.
"Y-yes alright, I'm done." He purred, grasping himself briefly at your voice before giving in and getting out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and used another to rub his hair dry, catching a glimpse of himself in the steamed up mirror before unlocking the door.
Steam slowly began to filter from the room as Lionel stood in the doorway, looking you up and down as you stood before him.
"There you go, I warmed it up for you." He hummed, smirking.
"Th-thanks." You scoffed, parting your lips and staring at his damp chest for a moment as he chuckled.
"Eyes up here." He cooed satirically, cupping your chin with his thumb and finger and tilting your head up until your eyes met. You gulped, glancing down at his lips for a moment as he smirked at your obvious arousal.
"Shut up..." You muttered, brushing his actions off and swapping places with him, closing the door in his face. He dried himself off, quickly getting dressed to make sure you didn't end up wandering out and catching him naked.
