bad hopper x reader

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        (I haven't read through this sorry if it's bad)

                         You take a seat across from him. During the walk from outside to his office you had to fight to keep the knot forming in your stomach to stay in your stomach. Not to mention the violent shaking and hyperventilating. You were literally having a mini panic attack.

            The violent shaking really takes form in your voice, "Chief I don't understand why I'm in here, I've been on time every day and done everything I've needed to do." He shuts the door behind him before he makes his way to his desk.

            "We need to talk." He says, eying you down. The air in his office is frigid and cool. Your hands are unable to stop vibrating. You just hope he won't notice.

Before he can elaborate, your voice fills the pause, "Talk..? What is there to talk about?" He looks at you again, this time with something else in his eyes

"I don't know if you're the right fit here..." What.

             "Excuse me? I've been nothing but an amazing addition. I get along with everyone here and I always get my shit done so I really don't understand the problem." You stand your ground. How the fuck could he fire you?

              "I just- you're a distraction. Every time you come in and I have to see you... I don't know. I've been having trouble getting my work done, it'd be better if you need to left."

               Without skipping a beat you speak, "A distraction? Tell me how I'm a distraction, you barely speak to me, you don't even notice me, you ca-"

                "You're gorgeous. When I see you- I have a need to do things. To you. I've never desired someone more. But I can't have a distraction like that in my life, I have important things."

                   You look at him, absolutely dumbfounded. What can you even say to that. What is there to say about it. This entire situation is odd, and all you really want to do is go to hell because what the fuck. After a moment to think you finally come up with words.
 
                    "You're firing me... because you want to sleep with me? And that's my fault how?" He looks at you, frustrated and a tad flustered.

                     "No, I want more than just sex. I want to make you my slave— I want you to be mine." As the words fall out you immediately become red and your thighs pull together like magnets. For whatever reason everything he said didn't sound bad. In all honesty you'd thought he was hot since you started work there. He takes note of your thighs and speaks again, "What? I know, it's upsetting but I'm sure you can find work elsewhere."

                     You snap out of it and sit up, don't give into it, he's firing you. "Well I don't want to work elsewhere, so I'm staying. I'm sorry but I'm not leaving my job because of your perverted fantasy."

                     Within an instant he's standing over you, absolutely towering you. Regret fills your mind as he leans down and wraps his fingers around your neck before pulling you up until you're both standing. Standing under him he lowers down a bit and whispers to you.

                     "Get your ass out of here, or I will punish you."