DEVOTION | L. FORGER

CHAPTER 2

I look at myself in the mirror before applying a coat of red lipstick over my lips and running a hand through my hair. I get ready for another day to make it rain money on me. I grab my heels and leave the house making it in time for my meeting.

"I heard a new member is joining us"

"Heard he's hot and like super handsome and rich"

"Yeah he's investing a big share in the company"

I wasn't told about the person but I am sure he's another snobby rich dude trying to show me my place in the world. As I was waiting patiently, there was a knock on the door and my eyes widen as he steps in.

His eyes meet mine as he sends a wink my way. I look at him in disbelief, wanting to run away.

"Mr. Hatake, lovely seeing you here, so glad you could join"

Hatake sits next to me, ignoring that man. "Hi darling"

I ignore him and the counselor starts his presentation. Halfway through I feel Hatake's hand rest on my thigh. I tense immediately hoping none of the other employees catches on to his mischief under the table. I slap his hand away, only for it to come to settle on my thigh again but inch higher and higher. Hatake places his hand on my inner thigh and starts rubbing circles on them softly.

For once. For once I have given in. I gave in to the loneliness that surrounded me all the time. I gave in because I had nowhere else to go. Because for once I needed the affection I lacked to get. I wanted it, the love, the attention. Even if it was Hatake. For once maybe I wanted to feel needed by someone.

"Is that part of the deal okay Ms. L/n"

I snap out of my self-pity daze. "Uh y-yeah sure"

"Why don't we take a break?" Hatake interrupted.

"Yes sir. Everyone, please be back in 40 mins" I concluded, being the first one to walk out.

I walk into the washroom trying to rid myself of the pity thoughts and trying to gather myself as I look into the mirror. Tears start to prick my eyes. When did I become so vulnerable? I blink away the tears.

"Nobody told you to get attached Y/n. This is all your fault. Deal with it and stop crying"

Just as I was washing my face, the door opened to the washroom, and in stepped Hatake. He locked the door making slow steps toward me.

I cannot help but just look at him through the mirror as our eyes meet through the reflection. He stands so close behind. He smells good. Too good. I slowly turn around, our noses touching each other and our heavy breathes mix together. He brings his hand up to my jaw and caresses the pad of his thumb slowly across my lips. That is when I realize, I am doomed. There is no turning back from here.

As I blink, his lips are on mine, savoring my lips, pulling me closer to him as our tongues intertwine. My fists ball up against his chest in an attempt to push him away but seconds later my fingers thread through his hair tugging at the roots. Hard. We part for a second trying to catch our breath as he leans his forehead closer to mine. We look into the eyes of each other, desperately trying to find answers we both need but lack giving them to each other.

Suddenly he picks me up and places me on the counter as his lips meet mine again. His knees part my legs on either side of him and he grabs the back of my head pulling me closer than before. His other hand which was on my waist, go between my legs pulling them apart.

He tugs my underwear to the side and pulls his pants down until his mid-thigh. He aligns in front of me and he rubs his tip up and down my folds. Almost teasing me as if he wants me to say it, beg it for, until the only thing I can remember is his name.

"Pl-please Hatake. please just give it to me"

He chuckles before putting it in, splitting me apart. "Good girl" he praises making my heart swell.

At least someone is willing to fill out these empty voids.

He garbs my jaw pulling me closer to his mouth as he slips his tongue in again. He picks up his speed making me moan louder and louder. He covers my mouth with large hands, gripping my jaw harder.

"That's it y/n. Take it. Take it like you should darling" he picks up an inhuman pace.

I tighten around him and the euphoric feeling in the pit of my stomach feels like heaven. Just as I was about to cum he pulls out.

"N-noo why did you pull out" I whine at the feeling of being empty.

He chuckles as he pulls me up and faces my back towards his chest, making me face the mirror he suddenly pushes back into me as I hold onto the sink for dear life. Our eyes meet through the reflection as he leans into my ear and whispers sweet and dirty things. I turn my head back trying to get his lips on mine and he reciprocates it perfectly fine, moving our lips in sync.

"fuck y/n...I love this feeling, I love this sensation" he grunts moving harder and sloppier.

I see white and black as I cum all over him catching my breath, he slowly reaches after me, emptying it all in me and his thrusts are moving deep and hard. He pauses inside me for a minute before pulling out and letting me gather myself.

"Damn what lipstick you use?" he asks rubbing the fading dark red lipstick over his lips and chin.

I just stare at him, feeling numb, the after feeling of this loneliness is way worse than the loneliness itself. I ignore him and start cleaning myself as he comes behind me and whispers in my ear,

"I missed you...so much you know that"

I just stare at him unable to say anything. I can't, even if I wanted to. I ignore him again grabbing my things and leaving.

The meeting continues as I try to focus, after leaving Hatake all by himself. In the meeting room, he starts rubbing soft circles on my thighs in the places he griped earlier. I just fade myself into all this as I get a text from a random number

567-37X-XXXX

hey, I got your number from the mayor

I am loid btw.