| Schlattbur Oneshots |

Office

[Some uh, suggestive content]

Schlatt did not like his new boss.

At all.

He was some super tall British prick that was super picky and never did his job right. And the worst part was that Schlatt was his assistant.

It's not like Schlatt wanted that promotion. But the first week or so of his new boss's arrival, he had been made his assistant completely out of the blue.

"Schlatt!", he heard a strongly accented voice call out. Schlatt groaned and rolled his eyes, his ram ears flopping down to show he wasn't happy.

He peeked into the boss's office.

"Yes Mr. Soot?", he asked, staring at the man relaxing back in his chair.

"Come finish this paperwork for me", he demanded.

"But sir, you're supposed to fill those out yourself", Schlatt countered, fully stepping into the room and shutting the door behind him.

Wilbur, the boss, stood up slowly from his chair, his eyes narrowed. He briskly walked over to Schlatt and looked him straight (gay) in the eyes.

"I believe that was an order, not a request", he stated simply, giving Schlatt a look that sent shivers down his spine.

"R-right, sorry sir", Schlatt apologized, looking down and going to Wilbur's desk to get the papers. But Wilbur blocked his path.

Schlatt felt his chin get tilted up towards Wilbur until they were both staring at each other. His face flushed a light pink color and he tried to back away unsuccessfully.

Wilbur kept him in place and just stared at him with such an intense and suggestive look. He scanned Schlatt up and down with his eyes and smirked a little before letting go and walking out of the office.

Schlatt just stood there, dumbfounded at what just happened. He felt his tail wag a little and was glad that Wilbur was not there to see it.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts and finally went back over to the desk as originally planned and grabbed the large stack of papers off the desk.

He brought them to his own reserved cubicle and sat down in the swivel seat, sighing and flipping through a few papers. This was not how he wanted to spend his Wednesday morning, but it was his job.

It's not like he had any other choice.

Or maybe he did..

Schlatt's mind flashed back to the moment he had shared with Wilbur a few minutes earlier. He felt his face heat up again at the thought of it. He silently cursed himself for letting his mind wander around about what would've happened if.. well you know.

He knew he shouldn't be thinking about these kind of things at work, but.. he just couldn't help himself. And Wilbur was extremely hot.

'But I'm not gay.. am I?', Schlatt questioned in his mind. He had been so confused with that and had come to terms that he was straight but now.. he was starting to feel like that wasn't the right label anymore.

"Something.. troubling you?", a voice spoke. Schlatt lifted his head up to be met by Wilbur's piercing stare.

His smoky brown eyes were transfixed on Schlatt's face. Schlatt shook his head and ducked his head back down to focus on the presumably long overdue papers.

He felt Wilbur's eyes burn holes in the back of his head, and he hated the feeling, especially since he was working.

"Look sir, could you go find something else to do please? If you don't want to do your own work at least let me do it in peace", Schlatt mumbled.

Wilbur raised an eyebrow and suddenly grabbed Schlatt by his tie, pulling him up out of his seat and close to Wilbur's face.

"Since when do we talk to our bosses like that, sweetheart? I don't think we do, do we?~", Wilbur questioned, his suggestive smirk from earlier returning.

Schlatt's eyes widened and he just stood there before the question registered in his head. He then vigorously shook his head no.

"Well I'm glad you have at least a little common sense. But you still need a punishment, don't you?", Wilbur's smile got bigger from Schlatt's reaction to his words.

Schlatt opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He couldn't physically form any words. But his thoughts were racing around his head and his heart was beating a thousand miles a minute.

Wilbur's other free hand found it's way down Schlatt's body to his thigh, gripping it tightly and lifting Schlatt's leg up a bit.

Wilbur loved the reaction he was getting out of Schlatt. He wasn't actually going to do anything, not here in the office at least.

He had only really decided to promote Schlatt as his assistant because of his looks. And now he was here, looking down upon his red dusted face, able to get away with whatever he wanted.

Schlatt's ears were flopped down, and Wilbur really hoped that it meant he was scared and not unhappy. He assumed so, because he saw Schlatt's tail wag a little.

"Aww, are you happy princess?-", Wilbur started off before he was pushed away. He gave Schlatt a look of shock.

Schlatt had an angry looking expression on his face.

"Don't call me that", he said, and without another word he stormed off, right before slipping a small piece of paper in Wilbur's hand.

Wilbur stared after him, a little hurt and confused, before he opened the paper.

"You've got my number, text me later and I'll be right over. Just maybe don't try to fuck me during work hours <3

~Schlatt"

Wilbur's heart sped up and he silently celebrated in his head. He whipped out his phone and immediately sent everyone a text that they were getting let off early.

He then texted Schlatt.

"Works over early today love. Better hurry up out to the parking lot or I'm leaving without you. You're the bottom by the way

Though you could guess that already"

Wilbur smiled and pressed send, heading to his office to grab a few things before heading out. Tonight would be nice, although Schlatt might not be able to come to work tomorrow.

Unless Wilbur signs up as his personal carrier around the office.

If you get what I mean.

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