You made your way down to the Spa and breezed past reception, briefly locking eyes with the receptionist as she scowled. Lionel noticed her stern expression and pinched your ass, making you let out a high pitched squeak followed by a giggle as he shot the receptionist a wink, mocking her blatant jealousy.
"You were right, Spas do really change you, don't they?" You teased, rolling your eyes.
"Please, I find her attitude laughable. She's clearly just jealous that I've been in your knickers all day." He scoffed, resting his hand on your clothed ass as you entered the large room.
"Oh so that's all it is then, is it? You getting into my knickers?" You questioned, pursing your lips and raising your brows as he shot you a condescending look.
"Don't be absurd, I'm joking... You know I- um, you know it's more than just sex, a lot more." He fumbled, turning away in embarrassment as he struggled to mask his true feelings.
"Right..." You muttered, smirking as he looked back at you to see if you'd noticed his near slip up.
"Sauna?" He suggested, changing the subject with a smile as he wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you towards the room.
"I suppose." You muttered, furrowing your brows at his unfamiliar disposition. The sudden change of temperature clouded your thoughts as you slipped off your robes and sat down on the wooden benches, closing the door behind you.
"Now, this is what I've missed." Lionel sighed, letting out a groan as he relaxed into his seat, resting his arms on the platform behind him and gesturing for you to join him.
"Is this something you used to do a lot then?" You asked, curious of his experiences.
"Often, but I was alone." He responded, laying his head back and closing his eyes as his fingers found your swimsuit and began playing with the straps on your shoulders.
"That must have been dull." You quipped, placing your hand on his thigh and kneading it gently.
"Mhm, life was dull before you. I much prefer it now." He mused in a low tone. You smiled at his honesty, noticing the tent in his trunks growing as you continued to stroke his leg.
"I can tell, boss." You teased, snapping him out of his trance as his eyes shot to his crotch, instantly sighing at his arousal.
"Oh hush, take it as a compliment. I truly can't control myself around you... my urges take over." He explained, sounding disappointed in himself.
"They are allowed to take over, Lionel... you waited long enough." you reassured him, taking a softer approach to your mocking as he turned and kissed your shoulder.
"Where next?" He cooed, tilting his head at you as he listened for an answer. Your eyes scanned the room, quickly noticing the pool, surrounded by large double waterbeds.
"A swim?" You queried, standing up and opening the sauna door.
"You read by mind." He hummed, placing a hand on your lower back and guiding you out. You both picked up your robes and threw them onto the water beds, grabbing two clean towels from the shelves behind them. Lionel slyly checked his reflection for obvious signs of arousal as you sat on the side of the pool, hanging your legs over the edge.
How on earth did you get so lucky? He asked himself, walking down the steps and sighing as he plunged into the pool, flicking his head back as a few rogue strands of hair caused water to drip down his face. He grinned, wading over to you and resting his cheek on your knee, looking up at you with admiration in his eyes. Every angle. He mused.
"You're staring, boss." You muttered, noticing his silence as he marveled over you.
"I know." He hummed, smoothing his thumb over your thigh and smirking. "Are you getting in?" He asked, straightening up and taking your hands into his.
"You're so impatient." You quipped, slipping into the pool, following his guidance as he pulled you close and brushed his nose with yours.
"I am." He blindly agreed, chuckling as he placed your arms over his shoulders and kissed you deeply, grabbing the underside of your thighs and snaking them around his waist.
"Mmm, this is nice." You hummed, circling the nape of his neck as he walked you around the pool.
"I could kiss you all day..." He rasped, carrying you over to the steps and sitting you down.
"What's stopping you?" You teased as he moved to sit next to you.
"Nothing, at the moment... But next week with work-" He started, stopping as your smile dropped and you began to withdraw from the moment. "Hey, it'll be fine... all I was going to say is I won't be able to touch you as much, darling." He explained, dragging you back into the pool.
"I know... but what's going to happen when we're back to reality?" You asked, anxious at the thought of his inevitably honest response.
He shot you a confused look, furrowing his brows.
"Nothing will change, unless you want it to?" He asked cautiously as your features softened.
"No, I don't... But what about work... people will talk..." You muttered, worrying over the opinions of your colleagues and the safety of your job.
"You're overthinking it, sweetheart. I'm the boss, remember? I do all the thinking and decision making." He reassured, sliding his hands over your waist and kissing your neck. You let out a stifled moan, enjoying his touch.
"Y-yes... you're right." You hummed as he soothed you, caressing your thighs under the water and holding you close.
"I always am." He growled, grabbing your ass roughly and lifting you as he walked out of the pool.
"So we're not swimming?" You mocked as he chuckled, placing you down on the waterbed and moving to lay beside you.
"You can if you want to, I'm staying put." He hummed, relaxing his muscles and shifting around to get comfortable, placing his arm around you and pulling you close.
"As if that's even an option now, you've practically got me in a choke hold." You teased as he held you tight, shooting you a look and pushing you off playfully.
"Better?" He mocked, raising an eyebrow as you stood up beside the bed.
"Much." You muttered, smirking. You decided not to give him the satisfaction of laying back down and wandered off to the pool. He sat up and watched as you swam lengths before stopping for a moment and leaning against the side of the pool.
"Are you done yet? It really isn't as enjoyable to do this alone." He muttered, embarrassed at his admission as you grinned, amused by his neediness.
"God, you're pining for me already?" You mocked, climbing out of the pool and joining him.
"Hush, that's better..." He purred, pulling you close and closing his eyes.
You both fell asleep, resting on the waterbeds as calming music played on the speakers, filling the spa with its usual serenity as people filed in and out. You woke as you felt Lionel shifting, suddenly feeling less comfortable and missing the feeling of a normal mattress.
"I'm hungry." He rasped, breaking the silence. You agreed, nestling into his crook of his arm and smoothing your thumb over his chest. "I'll order something up to the room, do you want to watch a movie or something? I promise we'll be more productive with our time for the rest of the week." He scoffed, looking down at you with tired eyes.
"I'm happy as long as you're happy, boss." You purred, protesting slightly as he attempted to stand up. "This is comfortable though." You added, running a hand up to cup his chin and kissing him gently before letting him get up.
"I know, that's why you're a perfect assistant, always doing as you're told." He cooed, smirking as you nodded innocently.
After leaving the spa, Lionel caught sight of the gift shop, fixating on a few items in the window and dragging you in behind him. He picked up two candles and sniffed them, sighing deeply and holding them out to you.
"They smell gorgeous, do you need more candles?" You asked, aware of the extensive amount he kept in his country house.
"I don't have any in the office, it'll be a nice reminder of the trip, don't you think?" He soothed, grinning as you agreed. You picked up a bottle of massage oil and read the back, toying with the idea of offering Lionel another poor attempt at a massage in hopes it would at least end in sex.
"What're you thinking about?" He questioned, noticing your expression change as he came up behind you and took the bottle from your grasp. "Oh, I see... very naughty." He muttered, taking everything to the checkout and flashing his card. You stood stunned for a moment and followed him out, unsure on what to say. "So, what's this for then?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and smirking.
"Exactly what it's intended for, I thought I'd have another go at a massage." You explained innocently.
"We both know what will happen if you climb on top of me and start rubbing me with oil... don't be shy... tell me what you want to do..." He rasped, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into his side as you felt his words brush against your cheek. Your clit twitched as you thought about all the ways you could use the oil, imagining straddling his hips and rubbing it into his chest as he fucked you.
"(Y/n)?" He muttered, furrowing his brows as you blushed, feeling exposed.
"You'll find out... anyway I thought you were hungry." You teased.
"I am." he grunted, grabbing your ass with his free hand and hurrying you up to your room.
