Naib Subedar

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The reader is a virgin. Sorry if you aren't. Just ignore that part^^


Mr. Inference! Mercenary requested by 


As the assistant for Emma and Naib, you didn't get much action on the crime scenes. You were just there to help manage files and make sure everything is running smoothly. It was a regular day in the office. You held a tray with two coffees and made your daily routine to each office to deliver them to your superiors. To your surprise, Emma wasn't in her office. In that case, you decided to head to your other boss to give him his coffee. By the time you were done with Naib, Emma would surely be back to her room.

In the male detective's office, you saw Emma sitting across from him, patting a seat next to her. "(Y/n) come! We've got a bit to discuss." 

You did as told, sitting on the velvet-cushioned stool. "What's the matter?" You placed the coffee on the desk. "Having trouble on the case perhaps?"

Naib nodded and took a sip of his coffee. "The culprit broke into my home last night without leaving a lick of evidence towards their identity." He stacked some files and placed them in a luggage. "I will be working from a hotel room to conceal my location. You will be my personal assistant and come along with me for the time being. There will be a raise involved since you'll be doing more than professional work."

You pulled out your phone, and went to your internet browser. "I should start researching hotels that accept cash right now. Shall I hire an assistant for Miss Woods as well? I'm on it-"

You were cut off by the cheery Emma placing a finger on your lips to 'shush' you. "We already have that all solved. Use the rest of your work shift to pack your things. When you finish doing so, go home and pack enough clothes for a week. Return back to the workplace before noon. You'll go home with Naib."

"All clear, Miss Emma." You stood up and dusted off your skirt. After placing the empty mugs on the tray your grabbed the luggage that Naib organized. You left his office and started packing.

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The two of you arrived at the hotel. It was cheap and run down to help conceal Naib's location. "I'll take your bags, sir." You extended your arm out. In response, he placed his once-folded-over coat on your arm and rolled over the luggage closer to you. "Get comfortable. I will organize your clothes in the drawers and hang your coat."

For a second- just a split second you could see a twinge of red on the detective's face. "No need to do that. Just hang my coat and dust off the room a bit. I'll organize the clothing." He entered the bedroom and placed his luggage aside. Naib rested his cap on the nightstand and unbuttoned his white-collared dress shirt. "Wash this as well." It was as if he had not care in the world, stripping his top in front of you. "Go on. You act like it's your first time seeing skin." You averted your eyes away instinctively. He proceeded to unbuckle his belt. "Dear, usually your boss stripping in his private room after giving you an order means you leave his quarters and go do that order. Unless little (Y/n) is pulling a move..." Your face flushed red, holding your hands up in defense. "All jokes, dear. Now go wash that shirt. I'm sure there's a machine in the washroom."

You left his room, and slammed the door behind yourself. "Oh. My. God." You mumbled, shaking your head. 'His body was... ripped. I mean for a man sitting on his ass all day in an office... damn.' You thought.

After washing his shirt, you knocked on his door. "Sir, I finished cleaning your clothes. Would you like me to bring it to you or leave it outside? I'll prepare dinner if you'd like-" 

Naib opened the door for you. "Thank you, dear. Leave it folded on my bed. As for dinner, I'm don't have an appetite. Cook something for yourself if you'd fancy that." All of a sudden he started chuckling. "Since I live alone, I never realized how much of my time I spent half-naked. Sorry about that."

It was true, he had been wearing only sweats. It was either he had been blessed down there or he wasn't wearing underwear because there was a prominent bulge. Probably both. "A-alright." You barely choked out a word. 'Man, he's eye-candy.' After folding the shirt, you placed it on his bed as told. "I'll try my best to remain modest around you, Sir. I apologize in advance for any slip-ups." You stammered out your next sentence, embarrassed. "As selfish as this may be to ask, do you mind me sleeping in a night-dress that happens to be slightly above mid-thigh length? I didn't know their would only be one bedroom so I packed according to the fact that I'd have privacy. Of course I'll be sleeping in the living room, but just in case you wake up early and happen to see." You went on with your ramble. "I could always sleep in my day clothes if that's not alright with you."

It seemed that out of work, your boss had a habit of chuckling. "Wake up early? I don't have Emma here to nag me. I'm sleeping in, dear. Wear whatever you feel most suits you. Unlike some people, I don't get in a frenzy over some skin."

"I wasn't thinking that way!" You covered your mouth after that sudden outburst. "I didn't mean to be improper. My apologies."

"We're not at work, I won't fire you over some grammar and tone." He sat down on his bed, patting next to him initiating that you sit beside him. "Unless you start cussing me out. That's different. Anyways, what do you take me for? I don't appear as a strict stick, do I?"

You sat beside him, and kept a blank face. Maybe the best choice would be not to answer. 

"I'll take that as a rather unfortunate yes." Naib backed up further on his bed. "(Y/n), I have a favor to ask. As your duty, you'll need to fulfill it."

You straightened your body and nodded, ready for everything. Almost anything.

Out of the blue, your strict boss announced, "You will pleasure me, as I am in need. Foolish me accidentally made my mind wander and now my lower parts need... fixing."

He just said that. Bluntly. Blunt as day. "I-I! Boss! I can't- I wouldn't be good enough. I lack experience. I could hire-"

He smirked and pulled your body on top of his, resting your head on his shoulder with his knee in between your thighs. "Then why don't you gain experience now? Nobody starts with experience, right? Now be a dear and put that beautiful tongue to work for me."

You leaned down towards his crotch pulled down his sweats just enough to free his dick. "Boss, there's no way a person with or without experience could swallow that whole."

"Dear, break the record then. In your mouth, now." He held your hair, massaging your scalp with one hand as you put him in your mouth. "Mnnnghh... good girl." Naib let out a quiet moan. "That's it. Suck the head more." You readjusted your lips and wrapped them around his tip, sucking it while leaving small kisses with a 'pop' every bit or so. "Just like that, babe. You're doing great." Wanting to turn things up a notch, you shoved his whole length in your throat. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you bobbed your head on his cock. "Ah fuck. Keep pulling moves like that and I might just fuck you right here."

"Then do it." You stepped out of your shell and tempted him. "What's stopping you?"

"My dear assistant, that's a brilliant idea." He bent you over on your knees and inserted a finger inside you. "That's tight as hell. You didn't lie about being a virgin, huh?" He continued to prep your whole, stretching you out to reduce the pain. The detective lined himself up against your opening. "I'm putting it in now." He did as he said, keeping his pace slow and steady for you.

You shut your eyes after the sharp feeling. "I don't care about the pain, sir. It's your order, go at whatever speed you'd like." Of course you cared about the pain, you just wanted to satisfy him.

"That's my obedient assistant. Take it in like the good girl that you are." He didn't take your words lightly, and rapidly increased the speed of his thrusts. Sounds of moans and skin clapping filled the cheap hotel room. The sounds most definitely were escaping through the room's thin walls but the urgency for desire clouded your minds and morality. 






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